In the Tai Chi Palace.

The emperor was so distraught that he couldn't help but think about it.

Master Xu, the commander of the Hundred Cavalry Division, entered the Ganlu Hall under the guidance of a small eunuch and bowed his head in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, when Master Changsun left Li Xiao's house yesterday, Li Xiao sent two corn plants to Taishi. After the Taishi returned home, he never left the house again. ”

"What about Li Xiao?" Li Zhi asked hurriedly.

"Yesterday afternoon, Zhao Zhiman, who was beside Li Xiao, went to Pingkangfang and the east and west cities to meet a lot of people, including Chang'an rangers, idlers and villains, and several big businessmen."

Ranger businessman, idler and villain. As soon as Li Zhi heard this, his brows immediately furrowed. What is this Zhao Zhiman going to do jumping up and down at this time, especially when he sees those idlers and fierce men, this is to gather his life.

Could it be that the eldest grandson Wuji wants to rebel?

Li Zhi couldn't help but think far, the eldest grandson Wuji is now in charge, and if he is not in charge of the government, the internal and external soldiers and horses in the capital will naturally not be able to control it, but rebellion does not necessarily have to be in charge of the army. The change of Taizong's Xuanwu Sect back then only relied on a few hundred people, but it was just as successful.

As long as the timing is right, there is also a chance to fight big with a small one.

Fortunately, Baiqisi is not a dry meal, and in Chang'an, he is even more eyeliner. Among the evil boys in Chang'an, the idlers and villains in the two cities, and the rangers on the Sixth Street, there are the same people with a hundred horsemen.

Master Xu and Li Xiao had no grudges or grudges, and at this time, they truthfully reported the situation they had discovered.

Li Xiao wants to organize people to go to Baekje by boat to catch slaves and transport them back to Guanzhong to farm? This result was so surprising to Li Zhi that he couldn't even believe it.

"Send more manpower, keep an eye on the Taishi Mansion, and Li Xiao." In the end, Li Zhi just said a word with a gloomy face.

Li Xiao didn't know the emperor's suspicion of his loyalty, and even if he knew, he would probably only say one thing, Lao Tzu doesn't have to be loyal to Li Zhi, Lao Tzu is loyal to the Tang Dynasty.

The days go on.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the watermelons grown in Shayuan are becoming more and more popular, Li Xiao goes to Tongzhou every few days, and the weather is hot, and he has begun to change to take a boat to go back and forth without riding a horse.

The corn is growing well, and although there is drought and little rain this year, there will be no shortage of water in dozens of small experimental fields. One by one, the corn cobs were bulging and swollen, wearing blue gauze robes and red helmets, like soldiers.

Looking at these corn that were about to ripen, the corn supervisors were very happy, and at this time, no one would doubt Li Xiao's corn yield. The yield can be estimated with a clear eye, and the yield per mu of the corn land with the most fertilizer and water can be discounted to at least 112 stones, and even the worst sand garden saline-alkali land can be folded to 1 stone and a half to 2 stones per mu.

Although the corn has not yet been tested by tasting, processing and storage, everyone believes that there will be no more accidents.

Xiangrui, the real auspicious.

The officers in charge of guarding the corn in the three experimental areas have become more and more serious, and the cordon has even spread two miles away, and the fields are guarded by soldiers, day and night.

And the officials of the corn prison also carefully made a register of each corn plant and each corn cob number, and hung up a sign, this serious attitude is surprising.

Li Xiao originally thought that this corn was about to ripen, and now it was the time to be tender, and he wanted to pick a few to steam and eat fresh, but the dignified corn supervisor couldn't start now, and each corn was numbered and listed, and even the list was sent to Taiwan Province for filing.

One less will be discovered.

Although Li Xiao said that eating and tasting is also an important task of the corn supervisor, Li Yuanfang, his deputy, has also dissuaded him several times.

According to his words, if you want to taste it, you have to wait until it is ripe before you try it, and this kind of thing has to be supervised by the imperial court, and the person who tries it must be a prisoner in the prison, how can you let the corn prison judge try it.

Fortunately, in addition to the few cornfields outside, there is still a cornfield in Li Xiao's space, although there are not many planted.

But that is his own land, every day Li Xiao will pick a few back, steamed corn, corn stewed pork ribs, etc., too much of the itch of fresh corn.

The corn that was eaten until the space was old, and Li Xiao spent most of the day working hard to turn down the hundreds of corn cobs in the space.

And when he had eaten the fresh, he had at last harvested three hundred and sixty-eight cobs of corn, each as thick as a child's arm, bulging and swollen, and peeling off the shell, and the rows of corn kernels were golden and full, fuller than expected.

Looking at these long and plump corn cobs, Li Xiao was very satisfied. He was reluctant to eat these corns, the corn grown in the space was much stronger than the ones outside, and he felt that these corns were more suitable as seeds.

After the corn cobs in the space were harvested, after a while, the corn in several fields outside also began to be harvested one after another.

The corn in Beiyuan was harvested first, and the dozen or so small plots scattered and separated added up to only about three points.

However, there were enough 800 forest troops to guard day and night.

On this day, the corn supervisor harvested the corn and reported it to the court early.

Early in the morning, eunuchs came to inform that the emperor would come to harvest the corn in person, and the prime ministers of the government hall would also come in person.

For the monarchs and ministers of the Tang Dynasty, today will be no less than the pro-ploughing ceremony after the beginning of spring every year. Every year, the emperor's pro-ploughing ceremony is just a ceremony, the emperor holds the plow, the minister leads the way, and ploughs one or two ridges of land, indicating the importance of farming.

But today is different, today the corn will be harvested, which is the auspicious rui given by God to Datang.

An auspicious crop that can yield up to 12 stones per mu will bring about a huge change as long as it can be tasted again and is suitable for storage.

Countless pieces of land in the Guanlong River that were originally unsuitable for cultivation are no longer afraid of drought and can be planted with corn, and even the advantages of corn with short growth time and drought resistance can greatly make up for the original lack of green and yellow.

In the past, after millet, not only wheat but also corn could be grown.

Originally, Li Xiao thought that harvesting corn was just a simple matter.

The three-point land in Beiyuan has a total of about 1,000 corns, and the fertilizer and water conditions in Beiyuan are slightly better, but they are basically reserved according to two ears per plant, a total of about 2,000 cobs.

A fresh corn cob is only about 300 grams, (in the Tang Dynasty, a catty was about 680 grams, and a catty was 16 taels, so one tael was about 42 and a half grams.) That's just half a pound.

More than 2,000 sticks add up to more than 1,000 catties.

When the fresh sticks are plucked, the outer leaf shells and whiskers have to be removed, and finally the water has to be dried. Generally, 100 catties of fresh cobs can get 80 percent of dry corn, and about 88 catties of dry corn with cores. After the coring and threshing of the corn cob after drying, the seed yield is generally about seventy to eighty and a half.

In this way, if the seed yield is high, a hundred catties of fresh sticks can produce eighty catties. If it's low, it can be about seventy pounds.

After the final drying and threshing, Li Xiao estimated that he could get about 800 catties, because only two ears were left in each plant, and this land retains fertilizer and water, corn seeds are plentiful and full, and the seed yield will definitely not be low.

In such a three-point land, there are nearly 200 people in the corn prison, and one person picks six or seven. If the 800 Feather Forest Army is included, one person will just pick one.

But the imperial court attached great importance to the corn harvest.

It was necessary to wait for the emperor and the ministers to come with the officials of the capital before the corn could be harvested.

Beiyuan, in the middle of the 1,000 acres of land allocated to the corn supervisor by the imperial court, the corn experimental field in three points seemed a little lonely, Li Xiao wore a straw hat, and waited for a long time, and finally saw the emperor and the vast team of hundreds of officials.

Worship heaven and earth, thank Sheji.

The emperor's bright yellow robe doesn't look like he's here to harvest corn at all, it's more like he's here to put on a show, but Li Xiao doesn't care, this kind of thing is very common in ancient and modern times.

"Li Qing, I heard that the corn in Beiyuan can harvest at least a dozen stones of corn?"

Li Xiao was brought to the emperor by the eunuchs, and he followed the eunuchs' orders and kept his head down. A courtier cannot boldly look directly at the emperor. It is said that Li Xiao has not seen the emperor a few times until now.

Every month, he also participates in the Shuowang Dynasty Meeting on the first and fifteenth days of the Lunar New Year, but every time the Shuowang Dynasty meets the officials above the ninth rank of the Beijing Division have to participate, he has been ranked very late as a sixth-grade official, and he can only see a general appearance of the emperor from a distance when he stands in his class, and he can't see it clearly at all.

He didn't know that in fact, the emperor was the old king who often came to him to eat and drink.

"Back to Your Majesty, these experimental fields add up to about three points in size, because of fertilizer and water conservation, seedling transplanting, selected good seeds, and careful planting, so the yield is higher. However, after the corn is freshly picked, it has to be deleafed and dried, and finally the core is removed. Corn cob drying should be folded off more than 10% of the water, and the core should be folded off 1 to 20%. ”

"You can pick more than 1,100 cobs in these three points, and you can get about 800 catties of dried corn kernels in the end."

When Li Zhi heard that he could get more than 800 catties of dried corn kernels, he was very excited. Dried corn kernels, that's pure grain. He got up and walked over to the corn seedlings, and reached out to flap an old corn.

Peel off the husk, and then pick out a plump corn grain, looking at the yellow and clear corn kernel, Li Zhi even shed tears of excitement.

"Li Qing, you are a hero of the Tang Dynasty and a great hero of the world, you raise your head." Li Zhi looked at Li Xiao, who lowered his head, and said with a smile.

Li Xiao raised his head slowly, his gaze first fell on the emperor's boots, then on his bright yellow robe, and finally rose a little.

When Li Xiao's gaze finally met the emperor's gaze, he couldn't help but be shocked.

This, isn't this the old king who often comes to eat?

How can it be?

Li Zhi saw Li Xiao's shocked gaze, and he was extremely proud. Originally, he wanted to continue playing with Li Xiao, but today he couldn't help but tell him his true identity. Li Xiao is a great hero, there is no need for him to hide his identity in front of him all the time.

"How's that, aren't you surprised?"

In Li Xiao's heart, 100,000 grass and mud horses are running by, boom!