The people have also been knocked down, and the excitement has been enough, Wang Jue plans to do something serious.

"Holy Lord, let's go see the crops, they are all planted in the mountains!"

Li Shimin loves to hear this, he is about to cry with excitement, and he will wait for this moment in the afternoon!

"I'm going too!" A few lying on the table, don't look drunk, your ears are smart, and you want to stand up when you sway.

"I'll see when you sober up. Ignoring the resentful eyes behind him, Li Shimin patted his ass and left.

"These two things are the potatoes and sweet potatoes that I just ate. Wang Jue dug out a crop from each of the two fields and handed it to Li Shimin.

"How much of these two kinds of grain are there now?" Tang Jian was more concerned about this, if the quantity was small, it would be a drop in the bucket.

"It can produce about 80 stone potatoes and 60 stone sweet potatoes. Potatoes are edible in four months and fully ripe in five months. Sweet potatoes are more afraid of waterlogging than potatoes, so they need to be drained well. Wang Jue took out a piece of paper that recorded the planting methods of potatoes and sweet potatoes and handed it to Tang Jian.

Li Chengqian suddenly interjected: "Wang Niangzi, I want to worship you as a teacher." ”

Since Li Chengqian read Wang Jue's book and heard her talk about what he has learned, he has been yearning. The ancients attached the most importance to inheritance, and if they did not learn from a teacher, few people would teach the true skills! Confucius can worship children as teachers, what else can't he let go of?

After careful consideration, Li Chengqian finally bravely entered the pit.

"Holy Lord, can I talk to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince alone?" Don't look at Wang Jue's stern expression, in fact, she has already started to set off fireworks in her heart. The fish voluntarily took the bait, so that she would not find another chance to calculate.

Seeing Li Shimin nodding, Wang Jue hurriedly handed the small bamboo stick in his hand to Tang Jian. pointed to the remaining bamboo sticks on the ground, and then pointed to the field where the potatoes and sweet potatoes were buried, and then left quickly with Li Chengqian.

If she doesn't leave, Wang Jue is afraid that she will laugh at herself, but she has been thinking about this method for a long time. She didn't bring the food with her when she came home, and that's obvious to all. In order to cover up the system's storage, she had to bury the grain on the mountain, as if it had just grown before returning home, and she and Ah Lu were tired in the past seven days.

The grain was shown to them, the planting method was clearly written, and bamboo sticks were prepared very intimately. Want food? Dig it yourself!

Li Chengqian respectfully followed behind Wang Jue, a little apprehensive in his heart. I don't know what the entrance test is, if he can't pass it, the old guys will have to laugh at him to death!

Wang Jue took Li Chengqian to the Tianchi, and today she still asked people to prepare tea sets. first poured a cup of tea for each of them, and then asked, "Dare to ask Your Highness, why is the family so powerful?"

Li Chengqian straightened his waist and replied cautiously: "The children of the family are all studying, and there have been many famous ministers and scholars. ”

Wang Jue asked again: "Why are there fewer civilians than scholars?"

"Civilians have to work hard for food and clothing, and they don't have time to study. Moreover, books are difficult to copy and spread slowly. They want to read but have nowhere to go, and no one to teach. Li Chengqian was puzzled, why did Wang Niangzi ask these obvious things? Treat him as Emperor Jin Hui who didn't know the suffering of the world?

"Very good! Datang uses engraving to print Buddhist scriptures, why not use it to print a large number of scriptures and historical classics?"

Li Chengqian suddenly realized that he got up and wanted to bow to Wang Jue. Wang Jue waved his hand to stop: "You don't have to be like this, I'm not your teacher yet." ”

Since ancient times, those in power have been fighting with the family, both using them and guarding against them. Whether it is the conscription order starting from Cao Cao or the current imperial examination system of the Tang Dynasty, it is all to select good talents among the common people and curb the power of the family. Regarding this point, Li Chengqian, as the crown prince, Li Shimin taught him a lot of words and deeds.

Seeing Li Chengqian's adoring eyes, Wang Jue felt that the heat was almost over, she took out a brocade bag from her sleeve and handed it to Li Chengqian, saying: "Engraving printing is still too labor-intensive and material-intensive. Come up with a more practical way to print, don't ask for help, that's your introductory exam question, and the bag is a hint. ”

After speaking, he left alone, no longer paying attention to Li Chengqian, who was kneeling and meditating.

Many years later, this scene was recorded by Li Chengqian, a disciple of the king sage, in the book "Holy Words", which is known in history: Poolside Answer.

What he didn't record was that at this time, his father was digging the ground with his head to the loess with his back to the sky. Only Su Dacaizi's poems can express their current mood: there are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.

In order to show his trust in Wang Jue, Li Shimin did not take the guards up the mountain, which can be called a master of the arts. Emperors, heroes like him, always like to show grace without a trace in this way. If this trick is not played well and the object is not chosen well, it is easy to capsize in the gutter, such as Cao Cao, such as him now.

Seeing Li Shimin poking the ground with a small bamboo stick, Wei Zheng really couldn't look at it: "Holy Lord, you can rest." ”

"Then how can I do it, I have to dig them out with my own hands, they are the hope of the Tang Dynasty! They are also my hope!!" Li Shimin looked at him firmly and strongly refused.

The onlookers were puzzled, when did Wei Zheng care so much about the saint? That dead face didn't look like he was slapping a horse?

Sure enough, there was a follow-up, "Holy Lord, these potatoes with pierced skin in the minister's hand were all dug by you." ”

Li Shimin blushed, he couldn't be angry with Wei Zheng, so he had to throw away the bamboo stick and learn to dig with his hands like Wei Zheng and Tang Jian. Seeing that the saints are like this, others are following suit.

Tang Jian faintly cast a grateful look at Wei Zheng. He is responsible for transporting these things back, and if the yield is too different from when Wang Niangzi planted them, he will definitely bear the blame.

Li Shimin is okay, although he is a little clumsy in his work, at least he has been on the battlefield and endured hardships. The civil officials are miserable, each with fine skin and tender meat, and some people see blood without digging twice. If Heaven gives them another chance, they will definitely choose to ......get drunk this afternoon.

No one dared to say that the guards under the mountain should come up and dig up, and no one mentioned that they would let the people from the Ministry of Civil Affairs deal with it tomorrow. This kind of opportunity to share weal and woe with the emperor for the future of the Tang Dynasty is not much in this peaceful period. It's suffering, but it's also an opportunity. Since you have encountered it, you have to play the role well.

Fortunately, the military attachés soon came, and the servants sent by Wang Jue helped, so they didn't let this group of people suffer too much. Even so, it took more than an hour to dig up. By the time they left, the sun had set.

A group of people carried sacks and walked cautiously along the mountain road, for fear that the crops on their shoulders would be damaged. They are all exhausted, but still with irrepressible excitement and looking forward to the future.

How could they not be excited about the fact that these crops had been dug up by their own hands, and how the history books would describe this scene?

This is a good feat!

What do these people want to be officials? In addition to getting ahead and protecting their families, who doesn't want to leave a name in history? Since the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, which dynasty can guarantee that the people under its rule have something to eat? Now that the opportunity has come, this kind of life that everyone desires will be created together by their hands, and they are the backbone of assisting Renjun and creating a prosperous era!

Back in the imperial city, Li Shimin immediately made a series of arrangements. Those who were in charge of planting were responsible for recording the number of jù, and the army was also arranged to guard the experimental fields.

On this night, the Datang villagers once again collectively suffered from insomnia, including their leader, Comrade Li Shimin.

"Guanyin, God favors me, I'm right... I was right.... Li Shimin hugged Empress Changsun and muttered to himself, and Empress Changsun gently patted him to sleep like a child.