Approaching the New Year, the holy car returns to Luan, and the city of Jinling is very lively.

The day after returning to the palace, Emperor Yongle set up a banquet to worship the heavenly palace and feasted the ministers.

The queen set up a banquet in Kunning Palace, and rewarded the women with more than five grades, and each treasure banknote below the five grades was poor, and each treasure banknote below the five grades was a spindle.

When the reward was issued, all the ministers rejoiced. Only Meng is a little awkward, double reward, should he be happy or should he feel awkward? In an economic sense, we should be happy...... Right?

Zheng He, Wang Jinghong, and Hou Xian led the fleet to sail, preached the prestige of the country, brought back strange treasures, and were rewarded by the Son of Heaven with brocade clothes and gold belts.

Emperor Yongle is not Emperor Zhengde, and he will not use python suits, unicorn suits and bullfighting suits as work clothes and distribute them in large quantities. The brocade clothes of Zheng He and the three of them are mainly indigo and dark purple, except for the exquisite materials, the sunflower patterns embroidered on them are very ordinary, and there is nothing surprising. The gold belt is particularly simple, and there is not even a pattern of golden lychee.

Such a reward is not to let them wear it out to show off, but to inform the ministers that these three people have made great achievements in the community and won the hearts of the Son of Heaven.

Zheng He and the three of them thanked the saints, their faces flushed with excitement, and tears flowed for a long time.

"The slave maid is broken to pieces, and she has not been able to repay His Majesty!"

What is seasickness, that is, the Son of Heaven let them jump into the sea to swim to find a new continent, and the three of them have nothing to say!

Rip-off-clothes, jumping, full of strength, enough to compete with the tiger shark in a three-on-one battle.

The Brain Supplement is a bit exaggerated, and it is constantly moving in strange directions. Meng pinched his thigh hard, gasped in pain, and finally pulled his mind back to the normal track.

On the day of the palace banquet, the interpreters, sailors, doctors, and men who sailed with the fleet were all given food and wine. Those who have official status and have made meritorious contributions will be given a banquet to the military governor's mansion.

There is no need to mention the dishes, the key is the emperor's grace and face. If it weren't for the kindness of the Son of Heaven, everyone would never have dreamed of being where they are today.

It doesn't matter if you can't eat enough, clip a chopstick dish and drink a cup of imperial wine rewarded by the Son of Heaven, which is enough to show off to your children and grandchildren. You kid only knows a few words, and you can play a few waist knives, so you think you're sorry? It's not too late to mix it up with your Lao Tzu first, and then your tail.

In front of the Fengtian Palace, the music and dance were temporarily rested, and the Yongle Emperor wore the Ming Dynasty - the yellow panlong was in regular clothes, wearing a winged crown, raising the wine cup, and said loudly: "I drink with Zhuqing!" ”

The Chinese martial arts at the banquet stood up and raised their glasses, and said in unison: "Your Majesty, respect the courtiers!" ”

Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, and Zhu Gaosui, the king of Zhao, stood at the forefront, raised the wine cup, and drank it all, "Erchen congratulates my father and the emperor to serve the sea and reign over all nations!" I am at peace with the cover, for thousands of generations! ”

"Good!"

Yongle Emperor Dayue, drink three lamps in a row.

The ministers raised their glasses again, and the amount of wine was shallow. If you dare not drink, you will not give face to the Son of Heaven. If you don't give face to the Son of Heaven, your glorious career will come to an end in advance.

Do you still want to be a slaughterer for officials? Go home early and start farming.

The two emperors and grandsons were not allowed to drink alcohol, and the wine cups were full of sugar water.

The queen strictly ordered that not a drop of wine should be allowed for the emperor and grandson. The eunuch palace people who served the two could only widen their eyes and pay attention to every detail like a searchlight. Seeing His Royal Highness King Han put down the wine glass, picked up the chopsticks to dip the wine, and sent it to Zhu Zhan's mouth, Huang Shaojian's eyes were so hung out.

The queen does not allow the emperor and grandson to drink, and the emperor's grandson's father has to let his son taste the wine, can he still stop him?

Fortunately, Zhu Zhanyan is an obedient child, always remembering the teachings of the imperial grandmother, no matter how his father "seduces-seduces", he just doesn't open his mouth.

At the palace banquet before, he was fooled once, and the spicy taste has never been forgotten. Since then, Zhu Zhanyan has had a psychological shadow on "wine". And asked his two masters for this, "Why can't you drink all the sugar water at the palace banquet?" ”

"Why does the prince have this question?"

"I feel that wine is difficult to drink, and sugar water is better."

Xia Yuanji pulled off his beard, but he couldn't give an answer.

It was a difficult task to explain the origin and symbolism of sake to the emperor. As for the sugar water, it should not be mentioned to outsiders.

Xia Shangshu thought very far-reachingly, in case the words were spread out, recorded by historians, or misinterpreted by well-intentioned people, it would definitely have a great impact on the reputation of the prince of Han. The plaything is not demoralized, maverick and whimsical, and it is not too good to describe the default successor of the emperor.

Meng's idea is much simpler, abandoning the big truths and directly throwing out the panacea for answering children's questions.

"The son of the world is still young, and when he is strong, he can solve it."

That is to say, the son of the world is still young, and he will understand it when he grows up.

Zhu Zhanyan blinked his big eyes twice, and the little fat hand came to a peasant, pondered for a few seconds, and reluctantly accepted this answer.

Xia Yuanji was dumbfounded, and unconsciously pulled off his beard again.

It turns out that the problem can be explained like this? Sure enough, when people reach their twilight years, there will be less opportunities?

"Xingningbo's words may be suspected of prevaricating the son."

Professor Han Wangfu is upright and has a somewhat old-fashioned personality. Seeing Meng like this, he thought it was inappropriate and pointed out bluntly.

Meng didn't care, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with what this official said? ”

"This ......"

"The son of the world is young, and he can't understand the deep meaning of wine. What this official says, but when the son of the world is older, he will teach it. Professor Liu thinks what the official is doing is wrong? ”

Professor Liu was speechless.

He is upright, but he is not brainless.

Xingning Bojian is in the emperor's heart, and he is a celebrity in front of King Han and King Zhao, and he is accused of disrespect? The result is likely to be that Xingning Boding didn't do anything, and his black yarn brain was picked.

In the end, the three-headed body's questions about wine and sugar water were settled.

Above the palace banquet, there were no seats for foreign envoys.

The Son of Heaven decreed that after the palace banquet, another banquet would be held in the Huagai Hall to entertain all overseas envoys. After that, Zhu Di passed on the oracle again, and the banquet of overseas envoys was presided over by the King of Han, and the Honglu Temple and Guanglu Temple were coordinated on the side.

This decree invisibly affirmed the identity of the heir of the Han king.

Historically, only the emperor, empress and crown prince could hold banquets in the palace to entertain ministers and foreign ministers. When King Ping was in Beijing, he never had such an honor.

When the news came out, the Han faction naturally rejoiced, while the Ping faction looked depressed, and stalwarts like Hu Guang and Huang Huai couldn't help but waver. Yang Shiqi, a bachelor of Hanlin Academy, is still as calm as ever. It is not known what was the case before the people and what happened after the people.

After the two palace banquets, the footsteps of history entered the eighth year of Yongle.

From the Lantern Festival holiday in the first month to the post-holiday holiday to work, Meng has been in the midst of hyper-excitement.

He had already confirmed from Zheng He that on this voyage, the fleet had indeed found a vast overseas continent and several islands. Among them, there are bays that can be used as good harbors, and there are also uninhabited islands with dense vegetation and flocks of seabirds, but there are no human traces.

"I can't find all the things that my uncle told me before. But both of them have been found. Although the local natives have selected good varieties and planted them for many generations, although they are not as high as the general yield described by the uncle, they do not need to fertilize the land, and they are more drought-tolerant than rice and wheat, but they cannot be compared with the grains of our dynasty. ”

As he spoke, Zheng He took out a somewhat crumpled booklet. Turn a few pages, and they are all corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes and other crops. This booklet was dictated by Meng and drawn by Fang Lang, a staff member of the Ministry of War, and can be called a "treasure hunting catalog".

"This kind of crop is born in the ground, and I don't know what its leaves and flowers are, but it takes a lot of effort."

Zheng He pointed to the potatoes, Meng scratched his chin and laughed dryly. He also wanted to go into detail, but he really couldn't help it. How many people who live in the city have seen potato leaves, and how many know what potato flowers look like? Corn, on the other hand, often appears on TV, and can depict a rough form.

"If these two crops can be carefully cultivated and widely planted in the northern Xinjiang, they can be used as food for the border people within a few years."

Meng is not stunned, so naturally he will not pat his chest and guarantee that planting corn and potatoes can immediately solve the country's food problem.

In later generations, the yield per mu was hundreds of kilograms, which was achieved by relying on excellent seeds and high-efficiency chemical fertilizers, and through the efforts of many generations. The potatoes and corn that were introduced to the Ming Dynasty in history have also been cultivated and improved by Europeans for a long time. It is not the "original" breed of the American continent for a long time.

Meng had seen that the potatoes brought back by Zheng He's fleet were less than half a fist at the largest, and the smaller ones were only the thickness of a thumb. The corn plant is less than a meter and is called "dwarf grass" by the locals, according to the translation agency. It can be seen that the original corn was nothing more than weeds.

To tell the truth, Meng was a little disappointed.

Reality is far behind expectations, and it is impossible not to be disappointed.

After sighing, he slapped his head twice and committed himself by drilling the tip of the horn. The American continent was discovered, potatoes and corn were brought back, who was disappointed?

The seeds are not good, and that's okay.

What Daming lacks most is farmers and skillful hands. "Heavenly Creations" was published in the Ming Dynasty, even after two hundred years, it can prove that the agronomists of the Ming Dynasty definitely have real materials. There are also agricultural books left over from the Song and Yuan dynasties, and there are Ming scholars with a wide range of hobbies, but they are worried about not being able to grow high-yield grain?

Taking 10,000 steps back, in the era of the Xiaoice River, floods and droughts, locusts moving the ground, and grain harvests, these crops brought back from the Americas are the hope for the lives of thousands of people.

Meng Tong Zheng He said a lot, he hoped that through the mouth of Zheng He, he would give Emperor Yongle a dose of preventive injection in advance, and the new grain could live the people, but it should be improved.

"What Uncle said, our family remembers." Zheng He said, "These are also what the remnants of the previous dynasty said? ”

"Huh......" Meng paused, stiffened, and said yes.

Zheng He showed a look of "sure enough", and said: "Uncle still doesn't know, our family has found an overseas place this time, and has sent people to visit the local area, and found that although their people are different from our dynasty, the legends in their clan and the sacrifice to the gods are quite similar to Xia Shang. The ship's interpreter learned the local dialect at a very fast speed, and everyone in the fleet was quite amazed. We expect that this place has a lot to do with my dynasty. In this way, when the uncle encounters the remnants of the previous dynasty, it should be a certain number in the dark. ”

Meng Gan laughed twice, what could he say?

Sure enough, one cannot lie. One lie often needs more lies to make up for. Fortunately, there is no need to die thousands of brain cells, Zheng Gonggong has already exerted the spirit of friendship and made up for him.

"What Gonggong Zheng said is indeed reasonable, and this official admires it."

"Don't dare."

Zheng He smiled kindly, and the remnants of the former dynasty in Xingningbo's mouth were just an introduction. It doesn't matter if there really is someone or not.

As long as you insist that overseas places have a great relationship with the Ming Dynasty, in the future, whether it is trade with the local people, the establishment of friendly diplomatic relations, or the dispatch of military officials, the establishment of the Propaganda Department, the reason for the decision of the Son of Heaven can be tenable.

Sending Zheng He away, Meng pondered for a long time, and after thinking about it, he shook his head, it seems that he is really not engaged in politics-governance-.

can come to this day step by step, in addition to working hard, I should really thank the good luck against the sky and let him meet the Duke of Dingguo. Otherwise, there will be no scum left in front of all kinds of fierce people. Not to mention others, Song Zhong back then could press him to death with one finger.

After Zheng He returned to the palace, he reported to Zhu Di as soon as possible, and did not forget to speak for Meng Meiyan between the lines.

Zhu Di didn't say much, but said, "I know, you go down first." ”

"Yes."

Zheng He bowed and saluted, and was about to withdraw from the warm pavilion.

"Wait."

Zheng He stopped.

"I have seen the charts that have been presented, and there are several islands that are very rare to build harbors and supply the fleet's trade."

"Your Majesty."

"I have decided to send a fleet to sail after three months, and King Zhao will accompany me."

"陛xià," Zheng He was frightened, "陛xià think twice!" The risks at sea are unpredictable, how can His Highness's daughter ......"

"I've made up my mind." Zhu Di said categorically, "I am guarding the door for the country, and my son should not want to enjoy comfort." In addition, King Zhao has been on the table many times, and if he wants to go to sea with the fleet, there is no need to say more. ”

Zheng He didn't persuade again, and began to think about it in his heart, the Son of Heaven had made up his mind and could not change it. It was necessary to make all preparations for this voyage, and at the risk of offending people, it was also necessary to get the verdict of the hospital on board.

In February of the eighth year of Yongle, Shuowang looked at the court.

After the worship of hundreds of officials, the Son of Heaven made a clear decree, the imperial court from Fanbang to find drought-tolerant and high-yield crops, during spring ploughing, planted in the Huangzhuang in Shuntian Mansion, to be verified for bumper yields, select good seeds, can be promoted to the land of many disasters and drought sands.

"Since I ascended the throne, there have been natural disasters from time to time, tax reduction and grain reduction, and grain relief can relieve temporary suffering, but it cannot protect eternal life. Only when we can get abundant grain from poor land can we solve the difficulties of all people. The people are like my own children, the people are not hungry, how can I say holy. Speaking this, I hope that Zhuqing and I will be of the same heart. ”

"Your Majesty!"

When it comes to this, no matter how many doubts you have, you can't export them, otherwise you will ignore the benevolence of the Son of Heaven and not think about the lives of the people in the world.

Meng stood in the queue of military attachés and knelt down with everyone. I made up my mind, and after returning home, I immediately wrote a letter to persuade Meng Qingyi to set aside 150 acres of land and plant all potatoes and corn.

Seeds are not a problem, and experienced farmers are not hard to find. The emperor said "with me", if you don't keep up at this time, when will you wait?

After retiring from the court, Shen Xuan was summoned to accompany Youshunmen, and Meng went out of the palace with everyone. Seeing Xu Zengshou and Zhang Fu walking in front, he immediately took a few quick steps, "Wuyang Hou, Xincheng Hou, and one step slower." ”

Xu Zengshou and Zhang Fu stopped at the same time, and when they saw that it was Meng, they all showed a smile.

The imperial court fleet went to the Western Ocean twice, and the military generals were noble, one was counted as one, and they all made a lot of money. This is thanks to the grace of the Son of Heaven, but everyone will not forget the hero behind the scenes, Xing Ningbo.

"The two marquis, the officials are polite."

"It's so polite, it's outstanding." Xu Zengshou said with a smile, "Xingningbo stopped me and waited, there must be something." ”

"Master Hou is clever." Meng smiled, his demeanor was natural, and he only lowered his voice slightly, "What the Holy Lord said in the court, does Master Hou have ideas?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"Food from overseas."

Meng spoke out, Xu Zengshou and Zhang Fu moved at the same time.

Xu Zengshou said: "Benhou got a jar of good wine the day before yesterday, and the two of them went to Benhou's mansion to talk about it, how about it?" ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey." Meng smiled, "It's just that the lower officials are not strong enough to drink, and at that time, I will ask the Hou Ye to raise his noble hand." ”

"Well said."

The three of them walked out of Fengtianmen with a smile, and when they met Yang Duo who was passing by, Meng took the initiative to say hello. Xu Zengshou and Zhang Fu were surprised to find that the Jinyi Guard Commander, who was so gloomy that he didn't look like a living person, actually smiled.

A smile only flashed on his face, but it was a smile!

The two looked at Meng with incredulous expressions.

Xingningbo, it's really amazing!

In the evening, Meng Cai came out of the Marquis of Wuyang's mansion.

The matter has been settled, and the three of them are a little drunk.

Xu Zengshou originally wanted to send his family to send Meng back to the house, but as soon as he left the house, he met Shen Xuan, who came to pick him up.

Dingguo Gong was still wearing court clothes, and he obviously came directly after leaving the palace.

The guards of the Hou Mansion did not dare to make a mistake, clasped their fists and saluted, and watched Grandpa Guo lean over, scoop Uncle Meng onto the horse, greet without saying a word, and turn around and leave.

The guards were stunned for a while, and hurriedly sent someone to report to the Marquis of Wuyang.

In this case, follow or not?

"No, come back." Xu Zengshou unfolded a warm towel, covered his face, and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Protecting so nervously...... Really, can I still eat people? ”

The family stared down at their feet, as if they hadn't heard anything.

"If you don't go to court tomorrow, Ben Hou will go to the grange outside the city. Xu Cheng. ”

"Yes."

"You arranged for someone to go to Baoding, Benhou remembers, when he ascended the throne today, he rewarded Benhou with 1,500 acres of dry land."

"What does Master Hou mean?"

"Let people tell you to go down, don't be in a hurry to plant grain in the spring ploughing this year, set aside 500 acres of land, and Benhou will have other uses."

"Yes."

Although puzzled, the family still received the order and went down to make arrangements.

After Zhang Fu returned home, he instructed his family to inspect Zhuangtian, and at the same time sent someone to send a letter to Zhu Neng, the Duke of Chengguo. Since it is a good thing, it naturally cannot be left aside from Cheng Guogong.

Since returning from Jiaozhi, Zhu Neng has been sick every once in a while, and it is clear that he is not in charge of the army. The children of the family began to rise, and gradually gained prestige in the army. When the people of the DPRK and China mentioned Cheng Guogong, they all admired it. This kind of freedom is not something that ordinary people can have.

During the discussion, Meng deliberately reminded that he could not eat alone. Only when everyone works hard for the people can we truly experience the holy will.

How big is Huangzhuang? Even if potatoes and corn are highly yielding, how many seeds can we wait?

The nobles all have the imperial gift of Zhuangtian, and they just contribute to the Ming Dynasty together. Anyway, everyone has made a fortune in the maritime trade, and even if the new crop fails, it is just a waste of a year's food. If you don't live on these fields, you won't feel sorry for the loss.

In contrast, the Sacred Heart is more important.

Meng saw Xungui's mentality, so he talked to Xu Zengshou and Zhang Fu. Talking about these two people is equivalent to a good start, and the next thing is that he doesn't need to bother much, smart people know what to do.

Back at the Dingguo Mansion, Meng's wine had woken up for the most part. looked at Grandpa Guo, who was speechless, and hesitated a little.

What do you mean by that?

Men drink outside the home, which makes the family dissatisfied, and the lighter ones are kicked out of the bedroom-room, and the heavier ones are served on the washboard.

With the relationship between him and Grandpa Guo, there should, perhaps, not need such a high-end weapon, right?

Shen Xuan was silent, threw away the horsewhip, and lost behind his back with one hand.

Wide robe with large sleeves, eight beams and crowns, red clothes and black shoes, handsome, chic, and outstanding temperament. It's just that his expression seems to be smiling, so Uncle Meng can't be sure.

"Grandpa Guo......"

"Twelve Lang has made meritorious contributions, and the Son of Heaven has given a reward."

Shen Xuan finally spoke, but what he said made Meng stunned for a long time. Grandpa Shunguo pointed out, turned around and looked back, his gaze instantly fixed.

Rubbing his eyes, rubbing his eyes again, what did he see?!

A fluffy, milky-white-colored, very festive ...... God-beast?

"Grandpa Guo, what is this?"

"Reward from the Son of Heaven."

“……”

Emperor Yongle rewarded alpacas?

Well, all continents of the Americas have been found, one or two alpacas, not unusual.

But he still wants to roar, can this world be more magical?