In the Wenchang Building, the owners of large and small grain shops in Luoyang City are coming one by one, and everyone doesn't know what the little prince has for calling him here. In particular, today is the first seven days of the blessed king Zhu Changxun, and everything will be postponed. Fortunately, Zhu Yousong's reputation in Luoyang has improved a lot recently, and although everyone is strange, they are not afraid.

Zhu Yousong saw that there were almost a dozen people, there were already more than a dozen, coughed all his life, and said: "I invited you here today, there is something I want to ask you, have you ever heard of sweet potatoes?" ”

Everyone looked at each other with strange expressions. Outside, it is said that the little prince died of his father, was overly sad, and was seriously ill, did not eat or drink, and couldn't even get out of bed. Who knew that today, the grain gentry in Luoyang gathered and asked about such things as sweet potatoes with high spirits. This little prince doesn't eat or drink, isn't he greedy?

All the better farmland in Henan Mansion was rewarded to King Fu, and it was all the property of the palace. Therefore, these grain merchants naturally rely on the palace to do grain trading. Zhou Wangshu has the thickest family background among the grain gentry and is the largest grain merchant in Luoyang. Hearing Zhu Yousong's question, he stood up and said: "Shizi, sweet potatoes are a rare thing imported from Nanyang, and our tenants here have not planted them, but some are stored in the villain's store for children to use as snacks." The prince wants to use it, and the little one will send it to you. ”

Zhu Yousong waved his hand and said, "I don't want to bring one or two to eat, I want to plant on a large scale." You are all the big grain gentry of Luoyang, and the grain of our palace has also cooperated with you in recent years. Go back, whatever you do, and find me a sweet potato. Zhu Yousong said as he picked up a copy of "The Complete Book of Agricultural Administration" from the table and flipped to the "Sweet Potato Theory". He continued: "You see, as it says, this thing has to be cut and the seedlings will be cultivated. You go back and get started, and next year I'm going to plant it on a large scale. ”

Grow sweet potatoes on fertile land? Everyone chuckled in their hearts, this world is crazy. Zhou Wangshu said: "Shizi, farmers rely on the crops in the field for a year's livelihood, and it may not be easy for them to take the risk of planting sweet potatoes that have not been planted." ”

Zhu Yousong said disapprerovingly: "Luoyang has been in drought for three years, you just planted wheat, can you still have a harvest?" Don't worry, just nurture seedlings for me, I have my own way for everyone to plant. ”

Dozens of grain gentry, each holding a thick copy of the "Complete Book of Agricultural Administration", walked out of the palace with a sad heart.

As soon as everyone left the palace, they surrounded Zhou Wangshu and asked: "Master Zhou, how do you think this is good, what we are doing is the business of the Fu Wangfu, if we really do what he said, we will all sell sweet potatoes in the coming year?" ”

Zhou Wangshu sighed and said, "What can I do then?" Now that the price of grain in Luoyang is rising, we are going to sell sweet potatoes, so you should go back and prepare more grain, and you may have to pay every inch of rice in the coming year. ”

After sending the grain merchants away, only Zhu Yousong was left in the Wenchang Building. After the excitement, Zhu Yousong had to face something he had been avoiding and not thinking about, that is, Ying'en Temple. Shen Muhong is gone because of his etiquette, because of his philosophy. Ying'en Temple is still moving forward according to the track drawn by him and Shen Muhong, and it may be fine for ten days and a half months. However, after a long time, there is still a need for the role of Shen Muhong.

Zhu Yousong had a headache when he thought of this, and there were too few people around him who could use it. You can't go to the fox friends who used to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble to do this for yourself. Originally, Shen Muhong was the most suitable person, although they only got along for more than a month, but they cooperated tacitly, and Zhu Yousong's ideas, Shen Muhong could always realize them for him. Zhu Yousong had a headache, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered someone.

"Come on, bring me Zhang Hao!"

With his own acquiescence, Zhang Hao followed Shen Muhong every day during that time, and was extremely familiar with the affairs of Ying'en Temple. Moreover, even the resettlement of refugees in Ying'en Temple was Zhang Hao's idea, how could I forget him! After a while, the guards brought Zhang Hao over.

Zhang Hao saluted and said, "What do you have to do when the prince summons me?" ”

Zhu Yousong looked at this little groom, when he saw him for the first time, he was hunched over, listless, and he couldn't talk to the horse at every turn, chattering. Today's Zhang Hao, although his appearance has not changed, his mental outlook has been very different. There is a spirit between the eyebrows, not to mention, sometimes you can talk and laugh with yourself. Zhu Yousong nodded with satisfaction and said, "Zhang Hao, you know that Shen Muhong is gone, right?" ”

Zhang Hao showed a trace of reluctance and sighed: "The villain heard about it from the people of Ying'en Temple. ”

"And what do you think?"

Zhang Hao raised his head and said firmly: "The villain feels that the son of the world has done nothing wrong!" This matter, the villain's sincere admiration for the son! ”

Zhu Yousong smiled bitterly: "It's a pity, he doesn't think like you." After shaking his head and lifting his spirit, Zhu Yousong said: "Zhang Hao, Shen Muhong is gone, but the people of Ying'en Temple are still there, and now someone needs to take Shen Muhong's place, I want you to go." ”

Zhang Hao, his body trembled, and he was stunned in place. He is only seventeen years old, even two years younger than Zhu Yousong. What should I do? Should I avoid it? Clenched his fists, he arched his hand and said, "Zhang Hao, I will not disgrace my mission." ”

"Good! You go back and clean up, I have to go back and change my clothes, now I can't go out of the house, with filial piety. In a while, you can pick me up in the left courtyard and be a groom for me again. ”

Zhang Hao said emotionally: "Zhang Hao is willing to be the horseman of the world all his life." ”

"Alright, don't be numb, let's go our separate ways."

In the capital, Shi Gerong, the governor of King Fu's mansion, and Zhao Hong, the commander of the guards, were on their way back to Luoyang with the little eunuch who announced the decree. Now they are the celebrities of the capital. This time, they swaggered into Beijing, and as soon as they entered the city, they went straight to Wei Zhongxian's mansion. Countless officials and ordinary people in Beijing City have seen with their own eyes the people of Fuwang's Mansion pushing several carts of jewels into the 9,000-year-old Mansion. I heard that he was still in the mourning period of his father, and he recruited someone to make a wooden brocade screen for the current emperor.

Countless impeachment pieces flew in front of the emperor's case like snowflakes. The Emperor of the Apocalypse handed them all over to the celebrant supervisor, and Wei Zhongxian wrote the instructions on his behalf. These cantata are all attacks on the unfilial piety of the prince of Fu; The prince of Fu Wang bribed the eunuch Wei Zhongxian; The right to demand the deposition of his heir to the throne. Wei Zhongxian's face was pale, and he immediately summoned three factories and one guard, arrested people according to the chapter, and a great purge was in full swing in the capital.

Zhao Hong, Ge Rong does not have a nine-thousand-year-old monstrous flame. They couldn't stay in the capital for a day, and when they walked on the road and went shopping, a few scholars would jump out and scold them. I woke up early today and fled the center of the empire in the dark.

All this is exactly what Zhu Yousong wants, as a vassal king, the most important thing is that the reputation must be stinky! Whether it is the cynical carpenter emperor or the upcoming appearance of Chongzhen, he will not guard against the prince referred to by Shilin Qianfu. If you are deeply loved by officials all over the world and respected by scholars, that is the way to death when a catastrophe comes.