Green, all over the mountains and fields are green.

Those Hongshu seeds that came thousands of miles away from the ocean and were carefully cared for by the old man. Under countless irrigation, facing the scorching sun of midsummer, finally bloomed in autumn.

In sight, the green leaves are connected in a low shape. When the wind blows, it sways neatly in response to the wheat fields in the distance.

Zhu Yunxiu stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the Hongshu seedlings on the slopes, and his eyes were filled with joy and relief.

No matter how broadening territory or expanding territory or sufficient treasury, Yang Fan can do anything to fight a hundred battles, or even less than the achievements of famine in this world.

And the ministers around him who came here with him were staring at the Potian in the distance, with a little helpless and a little panic in his eyes.

That expression is like...it is like a wanderer who has been wandering for a long time, standing in front of a familiar and unfamiliar street in his hometown, feeling an irresistible sorrow and joy in his heart.

"Long live the Lord!"

Zhang Baotian, the head of the farm, who was chosen by the old man in this farm, still looked like a honest farmer. He stood beside Zhu Yunxi with a hunched back and said, "I used to say that this Hongshu can produce dozens of stones per mu, but the villain doesn't believe it. But a few days ago, the villain turned over the rhizomes under the leaves, but I'm afraid that dozens of stones will be said to be less!"

"It should be dozens of stones! God, the villain has planted the land for his whole life, but he has never seen such a good job of serving so many crops! Our Ming Dynasty really benefited the people!"

After he finished speaking, Zhu Yunxiu had not spoken yet.

The old minister Ling Han on the other side was flying with white hair, staring at him and shouting, "Seriously?" He said, gritting his teeth, "If you dare to tell a lie, I will fall into the ground!"

"Huh!" Zhang Baotian took a few steps back in fear, "The Supreme Emperor is staring at him every day, who dares to tell lies!"

"Auspiciousness comes from the sky!"

"God gave me a good seed of the Ming Dynasty!"

Suddenly, several civil servants next to him, Hou Yong, Ru Yu, Yan Zhenzhi, Xia Shu and others chatted, then shook their legs and ran towards the slope field.

It seemed that he was running anxiously. Xia Shu, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, actually fell down violently and a dog ate his shit. Before he could stand up, he was stepped on by Ling Han behind him.

They are all civil servants, and they are the most important civil servants who usually care about the way they fall before the collapse of Mount Tai and the demeanor. But at this moment, they are like dogs with bones, running with the wind.

Huh, several ministers rushed directly into the slope field, then stuck out their butts, regardless of the soil stained on their official hats, and then used their hands to dip them.

"Do you eat this? Do you eat this?" The old man Ling Han shouted as he grabbed a string of immature Hong potato roots.

As he said that, he would stuff it into his mouth without waiting for others to answer.

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"I will be killed by the sages of the mother plague!"

In the slanting thorn, the sudden curse like thunder made the ecstatic civil servants stop.

Immediately afterwards, Wuding Marquis Guo Ying took the lead, followed by Jingchuan Marquis Cao Zhen, Dongguan Bo He Rong and other old sand talents with ferocious faces. These old kids were not much the same as usual, all wearing coarse farm clothes and carrying a lot of soil on their hands. It was obvious that they had just worked in the fields.

"What are you doing?" Cao Zhen roared and took a few steps forward.

But then he stopped immediately, took off his shoes and knocked the soil on it into the field. After putting it on, he looked at the civil servants with a cold face, "My god, the good seedlings have not grown yet, why are you pulling them out? Why are you so owing your hands? You're itchy and go back to dig your ancestral grave!"

"Cao Sha Zi, who are you talking to?" Ling Han was not willing to be outdone, and he also cursed with Hong Shu.

Then, he suddenly understood something, and immediately opened his hands like an old hen protecting the little chicken, blocking the slope.

"What are you doing? Don't come here!"

The nobles and old killers were stunned, and the civil servants had already understood, holding their arms in an extremely tacit understanding, blocking the path in the fields.

"This is auspiciousness of the Ming Dynasty, and it is a blessing for the people of the world. You and other nobles should not have delusions!" Hou Yong raised his beard and shouted loudly.

"Several Marquis! There are other places to hunt and play, and we must never come here!" Ru Wei had just been transferred to the position of Minister of War, so he was quite polite to these old dishes.

"Hahaha!" Cao Zhen laughed.

"Hehe!" Guo Ying smiled.

"Haha, haha!" He Rong, Zhu Shou, Zhang Yi and others burst into laughter.

They laughed so hard that the civil servants were confused, and then their pupils suddenly dilated.

A familiar figure walked from the other side with a basket on his back, carefully stepping on the ridge of the field.

"Blue... Lan Yu..." The civil servants were like a ghost.

They had only seen the majestic general, the arrogant and domineering Duke of Liang, and when did they see Lan Yu farming in farm clothes?

"You scholars who are suffering from plague!" Cao Zhen jumped and cursed, "Now you know that there is such a treasure in the world? Tell you, the Hongshu all over the mountains are all planted by grandpa and the old emperor every day!"

"I, Cao Zhen, have not worked in crops for many years? These days I have followed the old emperor and served these Hongshu. Tell you, I have never been so filial to my father!"

"Didn't your father die long ago?" Guo Ying said squintly.

Cao Zhen glared, "Guo Laosi..."

"Okay!" Lan Yu shouted in the field, "I've finished my work today? I've filled the feces? Damn, the message is being passed in the palace. The old man is coming to check it in a while!"

"Look at this boy!" Cao Zhen immediately smiled at Guo Ying, "He was born to be a tenant!"

Lan Yu looked up in the ground, "Is there any other way to say it again?"

Cao Zhen smiled, "I won't say good things twice!"

As he said that, he walked to Ling Han, grabbed a string of unripe Hongshao from the other party, and then planted it carefully. His movements were gentle, just like a woman who had been sleeping in for the first time.

At this time, Zhu Yunyu and Li Jinglong also walked along the path to the slope field.

Hou Yong immediately said, "Emperor, since there is auspiciousness from heaven, why don't you tell me and others?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, it is a waste of resources to raise this product in the Royal Villa. It is the right way to promote the world!" Bao Zhao also said.

"Don't be impatient!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "The promotion is not in a hurry, after all, it is an external crop. You need to have a correct message for the habits and yields. Otherwise, the promotion that you don't know will harm farmers at that time!"

As he said that, he smiled at Hou Yong and said, "It's not intentionally hiding it from you! The old man felt like he had a treasure after knowing this thing, and said he wanted to watch it mature and harvest with his own hands. I'm not hiding it today, if I hadn't told you about it today, I would have to tell you after the harvest!"

"Your Majesty, can you really produce dozens of stones per mu?" Hou Yong's voice trembled, "If this is true, please let the emperor give it a try in Henan first?" As he said that, he almost burst into tears, "Especially along the Yellow River, the people are suffering!"

"Why give it to Henan first?" Minister Bao Zhao shouted, "Just because you have been an official in Henan? The people of Henan are suffering, so my people in Shanxi are living a better life? Your Majesty, my land in Shanxi is so poor......"

“I’m Hunan…”

"How bright is Shaanxi?

A group of civil servants immediately started arguing about trying to plant them first.
Chapter completed!