Zheng Yuanwai didn't speak, and Wei Langzhong, who had been looking forward to hearing different answers from Zheng Yuanwai's mouth, was in a hurry.

The matter of 1,000 catties per mu is related to the fulcrum layout of the industrial faction in the five northern state capitals.

It is also related to whether the Donglin Party can suppress the industrial faction in Shuntianfu and slowly grind the industrial revolution of the industrial faction.

It is also related to the future of his Wei Langzhong, a few months ago he said in the court, as long as he can produce a thousand catties per mu, let Miyun Zhixian concurrently serve as the rectification of Miyun soldiers.

At that time, they dared to say such wild words so loudly, and the Donglin Party officials of the Manchu Dynasty did not feel that there was anything wrong, because it was impossible for an acre of land to yield a thousand catties per mu.

The yield of 200 catties per mu is common sense and a deep-rooted fixed law formed over thousands of years.

Who would have thought that Zhu Shun could really change this law.

Until now, Wei Langzhong still couldn't believe it, his mind kept spinning rapidly, thinking about countermeasures, and he couldn't think of a solution.

After all, the law was changed by Zhu Shun, and the rice was also harvested by the industrial faction.

Wei Langzhong's dim eyes suddenly regained his vitality and found the last straw for himself: "Your Majesty, this mu of rice was harvested by the industrial faction, and the ministers ......can't trust it."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Shiying looked at Wei Langzhong seriously.

Wei Langzhong, who looked calm on his face, was just glanced at by Ma Shiying, his whole body was excited, his scalp was numb, and he immediately added: "Of course, in the process of harvesting, I hope that the selfless Mr. Shiying will personally investigate." ”

Chongzhen sat on the high platform and noticed the emotional changes of Lao Zaifu Feng Quan, and while he was amused, he was still a little unsatisfied.

I was thinking about how to make the Donglin Party continue to be shocked, okay, this Wei Langzhong took the initiative to send it to the door.

Chongzhen hadn't given Wang Chengen a look, and the governor of Dongchang, who was also a little unsatisfied, conveyed the emperor's meaning in time: "Wei Langzhong and a few colleagues around him will personally harvest the rice." ”

Wei Langzhong couldn't help but smile, he admired his quick wit, no wonder he was able to sit in a high position in the first Shi Lang, and it was not an exaggeration to say that this quick wit was a national scholar.

The Donglin Party breathed a sigh of relief once again.

Some Donglin Party officials did not forget to fight for power and profit at this time, and secretly wondered why they didn't think of this stubble, otherwise the person who made the meritorious service would be himself.

Wei Langzhong took two sickles, one used himself, and the other handed it to Zheng Yuanwai, revealing a gentle smile like a teacher under the plane tree: "It's okay, we don't necessarily lose." ”

Standing outside Zheng Yuan in place, seeing this gentle smiling face, it immediately hit his heart.

Nodding heavily, he took the scythe.

Wei Langzhong crossed the canal with a gentle smile and looked up at the autumn sun.

The breeze is not dry.

The sun is just right.

Wei Langzhong, who was standing on the ridge, waved his sickle and slowly walked into the rice field.

The Donglin Party officials in the grain field couldn't help but start to admire when they saw Wei Langzhong's magnanimity.

"Wei Langzhong really has the style of a countryman."

"Yes, this calm and relaxed spirit is not inferior to the big players in today's chess world."

Even Fang Langzhong, who has always thought he is superior to him, couldn't help but sigh: "This official is far inferior." ”

Several waiters stood next to Luanjia, always concerned about the next step of the development of the yield per mu, from Wei Langzhong's initiative to request to harvest rice, all the way to Wei Langzhong's ability to send charcoal in the snow, and walked into the rice field.

Several squires saw it clearly, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, Wei Langzhong could become one of their successors.

Zhu Shun's calm face became more and more strange.

This Wei Langzhong reminded him of a person.

Cao Dahua, the tiger of serious cases.

Only the forced king can be compared to this Wei Langzhong.

After all, not everyone can find death so fresh and refined.

Sure enough, before half a pillar of incense time had passed, Wei Langzhong's gentle smile froze on his face.

It's just because Ma Shiying seriously reported two numbers.

In order to strive for justice, Wei Langzhong made it impossible for the industrial faction to find an excuse to cheat, so he specially called Ma Shiying to weigh the rice in the past.

Ma Shiying really lived up to Wei Langzhong's expectations, and put not a single grain of rice in the sack and weighed it carefully.

"Seven buckets, two liters, six he."

"Nine buckets, three liters, and a half."

In less than half a pillar of incense, Ma Shiying weighed the rice twice, and in order to pull the rice off the ears of rice as soon as possible and live up to Wei Langzhong's trust, the leather gloves in the hands of the sergeant of the firearms battalion were cracked.

The rice that was weighed twice was less than two stones, which was much worse than a thousand catties, but Wei Langzhong and the Donglin Party officials couldn't laugh at all.

Wei Langzhong, Zheng Yuanwai and other Donglin Party officials only cut a small piece of open land in the rice field, less than half of an acre of land, and there were still large heavy ears of rice in front of them that had not been harvested.

Ma Shiying saw that Wei Langzhong, who trusted him, stopped where he was, and kindly reminded: "There are still two incense sticks in the evening, and Wei Langzhong can hurry up and go home for a hot meal." ”

Hot rice?

I'm afraid it's not a decapitated meal.

At this moment, where is there still a slight smile in Wei Langzhong, and he can't wait to slap himself.

It's good to honestly stand in the grain yard and pretend to be dead, why do you have to come out to find death.

Now that it's completely over, not only did it not save its precarious position, well, it doesn't need to be saved, and it's a question of whether or not you can continue to stay in officialdom after today.

Chongzhen and Wang Chengen, the governor of Dongchang, saw from the beginning to the end, from the calm and calm Zheng Yuanwai's depression, the old Zaifu Feng Quan's emotions were out of control, and then to this Wei Langzhong, who was very capable of pretending, froze in place.

I cried out three times in my heart.

This big pit with a yield of 1,000 catties per mu is really a good pit!

Da Mingzi and the Governor of Dongchang were completely happy, and they didn't want to leave the grain field in their hearts, and they almost shouted to bring wine.

But I can only think about it, where can I say it with their identity, it is a loss of dignity.

Chongzhen and the Governor of Dongchang can't say that they bring wine, but there is one person who doesn't have any taboos.

Emperor Sun Chengzong.

Sun Chengzong also didn't believe in the yield per mu that violated common sense, but he wanted to see what kind of surprise Zhu Shun, who had repeatedly created miracles, would bring to Daming this time.

Chongzhen rode to Miyun County in Luan, and Sun Chengzong, who was old and strong, refused a sedan chair sent by his eldest son, and rode a Liaodong horse and galloped away.

In the past, Sun Chengzong only heard about how the new machinery such as the shuttle loom, the Daming steam engine, and the steam mill turned the tide and how the Donglin Party and the Jin merchants turned into tears.

I saw it with my own eyes today.

Because the impeachment of the Donglin Party could only be resigned to Emperor Sun, who had returned to the capital, the grievances of these years were swept away, and he laughed loudly with a red face.

"Bring the wine!"