Chapter 302 Don’t I know whether this is a good omen or not?

Next to the sweet potato field in Changping.

An extremely eye-catching scene appeared.

Under Lu Fang's care, the old Taoist priest occupied the bamboo bed filled with food.

His ministers were squatting on the ridge of the field with their bowls and chopsticks in their hands.

No one picked up their chopsticks first, and everyone was looking at the emperor eagerly.

Jiajing, however, ate the roasted sweet potato in his hand cleanly, then grabbed a rag and wiped it roughly.

His eyes were fixed on the fragrant sweet potato porridge and the refreshing and delicious fried sweet potato leaves.

Yan Shaoting, who had been keeping an eye on the old Taoist priest, was startled by the other party's action.

He quickly looked at Lu Fang.

If we let the old Taoist priest eat it again today, he might get indigestion later.

Lu Fang also understood what he meant, and hurried forward to say, "Master, Prince Yu and the others haven't started eating yet."

This is already quite euphemistic.

Jiajing glanced over and a hint of disappointment flashed across his face, but he could only reluctantly move his eyes away from the sweet potato porridge and fried sweet potato leaves.

As the emperor's gaze shifted.

His ministers, who were holding bowls and chopsticks, finally came into his sight.

He noticed that the emperor was looking at him.

The ministers who were squatting in a long line on the edge of the field all looked back.

Today, with Prince Yu taking the lead, they really did some farm work for half a day.

Gao Gong was already cursing in his heart at this moment.

Why was it that Old Xu was given a sickle to cut the sweet potato vines, while I was given a rake to dig the soil and pick up the sweet potatoes?

Yuan Wei was the most agile guy. He just had to drag a basket and follow behind to pick sweet potatoes.

Isn't this bullying me, Lao Gao?

The work is now done, but we still have to wait for the emperor to give the order before we can eat.

And looking at the emperor's appearance.

It seems that there is still some ideological discussion to be had before dinner.

as predicted.

Just as Gao Gong guessed.

Jiajing stood in front of a bamboo bed filled with food, with one hand on his waist and the other waving towards the endless fields in front of him.

"Today's meal shows that every grain of rice is the product of hard work."

"You are all high-ranking officials of the Ming Dynasty. You have been sitting in the government for a long time. Today is a good opportunity for you to recall the hard work of farming."

"Eat them all."

"After we have eaten, we have to continue working in the fields in the afternoon."

After saying this, Jiajing patted his butt, turned around and walked a distance towards the road.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the fields around him with smiling eyes, just like an old farmer in the country who had been taking care of the crops for half a year and it was finally time to harvest.

And the emperor has spoken.

Although the emperor finally made it clear that they had to continue working after dinner, no one cared about these people anymore.

The most important thing is to fill your stomach first!

Zhu Zaigui was also very hungry at this moment.

In order to establish his authority as the president of Changping Academy, he worked very hard in the sweet potato field today.

Now it was granted.

Zhu Zaigui quickly turned over and viciously served himself a large bowl of sweet potato rice, then covered it with sweet potato leaves, and finally poured a large spoonful of braised pork with rich soup.

Holding the pile of bowls, Zhu Zaigui squatted aside and started to eat with big mouthfuls.

There are actually quite a few people like him.

For example, those officials who have not reached Xu Jie's age can naturally eat voraciously.

But people like Xu Jie could only drink porridge first and then eat some rice.

By the time they wanted to eat something else, they had already been ruined by Zhu Zaigui and his gang.

At this time.

Xu Wei had also hurried over from the town with his men.

The sweet potato yield per mu is known!
belch……

It was at this time that Xu Jie, the Second Minister of the Ming Dynasty, who had just drunk a bowl of sweet potato porridge, burped loudly.

Xu Wei, who had just rushed over, couldn't help but glance sideways at Lord Xu.

Zhang Juzheng was faster than Yan Shaoting and asked, "What is the yield of sweet potatoes per mu?"

puff.

Zhang Juzheng had just finished asking questions.

A muffled sound was heard from the side of the field.

But this voice sounds somewhat familiar.

Because previously...

Ok.

Fairy fragrance!

But now it's a different person.

Gao Gong frowned in disgust, glanced sideways at Xu Jie who actually farted in public, and involuntarily moved his feet to the other side.

Puff, puff, sizzle…

There were several more muffled sounds coming from behind Xu Jie.

Everyone immediately turned their heads and looked away, their faces flushed from trying so hard to hold back their laughter.

Just one second.

The whole ridge of the field.

There were already countless popping sounds, one after another.

This time.

No one could hold it back any longer.

Amidst the continuous bursts of popping sounds, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Xu Jie's face was full of black lines.

It's an insult to politeness!
Disgraceful to gentlemen!

What happened today is truly a great shame and humiliation!
And amidst the continuous fart sounds.

Xu Wei shouted: "The yield of sweet potatoes per mu is 15 dan and 76 jin, 14 liang and 6 qian!"

suddenly.

The entire sweet potato field fell silent.

Everyone looked stupidly at Xu Wei who had just reported the sweet potato yield per mu.

Nearly sixteen stone per mu yield?
Oh my God!

Even the best first-class irrigated land in the south only yields about three or four shi per mu.

The yield of any one kind of produce in the north can be four times that of the first-class land in the south!

Oh my God!

then.

As the sphincter loosened subconsciously, a series of fart sounds were heard one after another.

The wind of Changping.

Full of the scent of sweet potatoes.

But fortunately, the wind never stopped.

air.

Things returned to normal quickly.

Even Jiajing, who had eaten his fill and was planning to walk around to digest his food, was stunned where he stood.

He thought about the high yield of sweet potatoes.

But the yield per mu is close to sixteen stone!
This was something he had never dared to imagine.

The clan society has spirit!

May God bless you!

The prosperous Ming Dynasty!

In an instant, Jiajing's face flushed red, and he turned back with wide eyes: "Xu Wei, say it again!"

Xu Wei was somewhat surprised that the emperor could actually remember his name.

But he quickly raised the paper in his hand that recorded the sweet potato yield per acre.

Xu Wei shouted with a smile on his face.

"Reply to Your Majesty!"

"The sweet potatoes planted in Changping produce 15 dan and 76 jin and 14 liang and 6 qian per mu!"

The same number came out of Xu Wei's mouth again, and this time, it gave people a greater shock.

The per-acre yield of sweet potatoes has been confirmed.

Jiajing felt that his career as an emperor was perfect. He took several steps to Xu Wei, then reached out and took the piece of paper recording the sweet potato yield per acre.

"15 dan and 76 jin, 14 liang and 6 qian!"

Jiajing read it out word by word.

Finally, he took a deep breath.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jiajing shouted loudly.

"color!"

Lu Fang immediately bowed, raised his head and couldn't hide his joy: "Master, great joy! The yield of sweet potatoes per mu is nearly 16 stone, which can be said to be a blessing from God to our Ming Dynasty! Once all the land in the world is planted, the people of our Ming Dynasty will no longer have to go hungry!"

No need to go hungry.

This is an ideal world that the people of the Central Plains have been pursuing since ancient times.

Everyone knows what a yield of sixteen shi per mu means.

Even someone as steady as Lu Fang.

Seeing the emperor so excited at this moment, he subconsciously blurted out that sweet potato was given an auspicious name.

however.

As soon as Lu Fang said this.

But it clearly hurt some people present.

Yan Shaoting's eyes darkened.

However, the Minister of Rites Yan Ne immediately said, "Your Majesty, the sweet potato yield of more than 15 dan per mu is indeed a rare thing in the world, and we have never heard of it before. However, if it is called auspicious as Eunuch Lu said, it is inappropriate."

But Lu Fang didn't care.

His eyes focused and he immediately looked at the Minister of Rites.

Lu Fang frowned and said, "Minister Yan, the sweet potato yield per mu is nearly 16 stone, which we have all witnessed today. Minister Yan also dug up a lot of sweet potatoes today. Can't such a high yield of food be considered a good omen?
Once the sweet potato is widely planted, won't it be able to feed countless people in my country immediately? If this cannot be called a good omen, is there any food in the world that is more productive than sweet potatoes?"

He is the eunuch who holds the seal of the Imperial Household Department.

He is also known as the inner minister.

This Yan Ne actually refuted his words in public.

Yan Ne was about to speak to explain what he had said.

But Xu Jie coughed lightly.

As Yan Ne looked at him with confusion, Xu Jie walked forward with a smile on his face, bowed, and came to a place not far from the emperor.

"Your Majesty, today we have obtained this high yield of sweet potatoes. I congratulate Your Majesty!"

It seemed as if Xu Jie was actually congratulating the emperor on obtaining a new high-yield grain.

Jiajing also smiled and nodded.

But the next second.

Xu Jie changed the subject and said, "As for the idea of ​​auspicious signs, I also think it is unacceptable. Last time, when we got the sweet potatoes from overseas, Guest Yan said in person that we should not talk about auspicious signs. I still remember what Guest Yan said that day... This thing was originally overseas, but we people in the Central Plains did not know about it in the past. Now that we have it, it is right for us people in the Central Plains to have it."

After saying this, Xu Jie looked sideways at Yan Shaoting with a smile on his face.

Yan Shaoting's mind was racing, but he nodded and said, "I did say so last time, and..."

Just don't wait for him to finish speaking.

Xu Jie interrupted and said, "Guest Yan has also given evidence that this thing cannot be considered a good omen. Moreover, I worked on the sweet potato field today, and then Your Majesty gave me a lot of food made from sweet potatoes. After eating it, I felt relieved. This is really... insulting to society, and it cannot be called a good omen."

This means that eating too many sweet potatoes will cause you to fart, so it cannot be considered a good omen.

It is impossible that people in the world will eat auspicious things and fart every day in the future.

But it was obvious that Xu Jie had not finished speaking.

He finally emphasized: "And I also understand that sweet potatoes cannot be eaten alone as a staple food?"

As he spoke, Xu Jie looked at Yan Shaoting again.

Up and down the ridges.

Everyone's eyes were on it.

obviously.

The second assistant did not want sweet potatoes to be regarded as auspicious.

Once you sit back and look at the sweet potato, it will be auspicious.

Then, should the person who brought this auspicious sign be greatly rewarded?
The prince's guest who was recently conferred the title.

Is he going to become the third son of the Crown Prince, or even the third teacher of the Crown Prince soon?

Xu Wei explained on behalf of Yan Shaoting: "What Lord Xu said is correct. Sweet potatoes cannot be eaten alone as a staple food. They must be eaten with porridge or rice, just like today."

Xu Jie nodded and said, "Your Majesty, sweet potatoes are just as Xu Sicheng said. They can only be used in conjunction with other staple foods. Although sweet potatoes can be used from the root to the leaves, and can be used for disaster relief if properly stored, they cannot be considered staple foods. Your Majesty, please think twice about the auspicious saying."

Regardless of whether Yan Ne spoke.

It was Xu Jie who stood up again.

The purpose is naturally not to determine whether a sweet potato is auspicious or not.

Instead, he went to find Yan Shaoting, who brought sweet potatoes to the Ming Dynasty.

Their goal is to suppress Yan Shaoting and prevent him from growing stronger.

But it's obvious.

Neither of them took the emperor's thoughts into consideration.

After hearing the opposition from the Ministry of Rites and the Second Assistant, Jiajing's heart couldn't help but become heavy.

Don’t they understand what I want?
Especially Xu Jie!
Could it be that this Deputy Prime Minister is incapable of guessing his own emperor's intentions?
All he wanted was the title of a wise and enlightened emperor.

It is auspicious to produce 16 shi of sweet potatoes per mu.

It is enough to make him one of the most prominent emperors of the Ming Dynasty!

Jiajing snorted.

"This sweet potato yields 16 dan per mu, and all of you have witnessed it today."

"I would like to ask you, is there any place in the world where you can find grain that can produce 16 dan per mu?"

Jiajing's eyes swept over everyone present.

In the end, it fell on Xu Jie, Yan Ne and others.

No one spoke to answer the emperor's question.

Because they know that there is probably no other food in the world that is more productive than sweet potatoes.

Jiajing said in a deep voice: "What do the people of the world want? Food is the most important thing for the people!"

"If a local area is hit by a disaster and the people lose their houses, they can make do on the streets or in dilapidated temples and wait for the disaster to pass."

"But if the people have nothing to eat, they will rebel!"

"As long as the imperial court can provide the people with food, no one in this world will rebel!"

Having said that, Jiajing's eyes flickered and his gaze searched the crowd.

Yan Shaoting frowned, looking at the old Taoist priest who suddenly changed his usual behavior and started speaking generously today.

Jiajing's tone suddenly changed, and he asked solemnly, "Will you rebel? Will the local gentry and wealthy families rebel?"

Clattering.

Everyone knelt down.

Everyone said they dared not.

Jiajing sneered: "But the memorials you and the local governments sent to me often say that the people in a certain place are rebelling. Why? After thinking about it, it's because they don't have enough to eat! They are hungry! They can't survive!"

"As long as they have something to eat, as long as they can fill their stomachs, as long as there is a way to choose, they will not choose the path of rebellion!"

After saying that.

Jiajing sighed and slowly walked to the bamboo bed.

Most of the prepared food on these bamboo beds had already been eaten.

But Jiajing still picked out a relatively complete piece of roasted sweet potato.

"After I eat this piece of roasted sweet potato, I feel like I don't need to eat anything else today."

“What if the victims eat it?”

"This one acre of land can produce 16 dan per acre. How many sweet potatoes can it produce and how many people can it feed?"

Jiajing took the roasted sweet potato and walked in front of Xu Jie again.

He slowly bent down and placed the roasted sweet potato in Xu Jie's hand.

"Mr. Xu Ge."

“This sweet potato…”

“Is it a good omen?”

"Don't I know yet?"

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