When the first rays of morning light pierced through the darkness, Yin Ji and Yin Changying stood side by side on the summit of the main peak of Yongzhou's highest mountain range, watching the sun shine on the peaks covered with ice and snow, reflecting the gorgeous and gorgeous light.

Looking from afar, the land of Yongzhou, the Bahe River is like a belt, winding and meandering; Kawahara is like a chessboard, and it is longitudinal and horizontal.

Nearby, the cliffs are deep and steep; Strange peaks and strange stones, interlaced with canine teeth; The sea of clouds, reflecting the crimson glow, is beautiful.

And this continuous mountain range, countless strange peaks, and like the stars holding the moon, will be the main peak of the mountain arch in the middle.

Superb here, a glance at the mountains.

Yin Chang stood with his hands in his hand, his expression was a little strange, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

For Yin Hui, this scene is certainly very beautiful, and it can also bring her a certain touch, but it is not as deep as the sea of stars and the glory of the falling stars.

Therefore, she said with some emotion: "Although this scene is beautiful, it is natural." ”

When human power is not enough to change nature, such a beautiful scenery is infinitely spectacular. But when human beings can move mountains and reclaim the sea with their own strength, the style of mountains and seas is not so unusual.

Yin Changying also bowed his head lightly and said, "If you are poor in manpower, it will be more magnificent." ”

No, I don't think we mean that.

Yin Ji didn't know why, this brother could associate anything with wonders, but he wanted to build anything grandiose, majestic, and magnificent.

However, she wisely did not spoil the fun.

Anyway, he won't be able to build a second mountain for a while, so it doesn't hurt to let him sigh a few words.

When the mountain peak was dyed with gold, Yin Changying said: "Go back!" ”

Yin Ji nodded, held Yin Changying's hand, and exerted the power of space, and in a few moments, it had been transferred hundreds of miles away! Seeing that it was not far from the king, he asked, "Brother, where is the specific direction?" ”

Yin Changying pointed to the north of Shanglin Yuan, and Yin Changying manipulated the wind and took him over. But he saw that the road to Shanglinyuan was full of chariots and horses.

It's only early in the morning, and the gates have just opened, right? It's so lively?

Yin Ji couldn't help but wonder: "The eldest brother summoned a hundred officials? ”

Yin Changying didn't care: "They are waiting, do they have to see Lonely?" ”

Yin Ji understood.

The hundred officials were frightened by yesterday's incident, no matter what they thought in their hearts, on the surface, they must repeatedly show their loyalty, saying that they are a loyal minister, a great loyal minister, the king, you must not think that we do not agree with your pro-government.

But how can you prove that you are loyal?

Naturally, be submissive, and then deferential.

The king went to Shanglin Garden, not in the royal capital, so the hundred officials should wait outside Shanglin Yuan. If you can be summoned by the king, you can show your loyalty!

Even if the king does not summon them, they wait here every day, and when the king reckons with them, he sees them so diligent and loyal, maybe they will open the net?

Yin Ji couldn't look down on this kind of superficial article, and couldn't help sighing: "They are all waiting outside Shanglin Yuan, what can we do about things in the court?" ”

Yin Changying didn't take it seriously: "Local affairs should be the responsibility of the county guard." Even if the royal capital is stormy, the order will not be bad. ”

For the government and politics, he sees it more clearly than Yin Ji.

Therefore, he knew very well that the panic of the hundred officials could not affect the middle and lower class officials and ordinary people in the slightest.

Could it be that if there is a change of chief at the top, the life of the people will not pass? How can it be?

Even if the king is changed, as long as he is not drawn into conscription, he will be conscripted to repair the king's tomb. For the people, life is still the same, and the only trouble is that during the national funeral, it is not allowed to drink.

Yin Ji thought about it and felt that it was too.

Whether King Zhao is in power or not, for the three princes and nine kings, it is a major event that can affect the life of the family. But for the officials and the people, it is just an after-dinner conversation.

Therefore, when they appeared in front of people, the officials would be so frightened that they would not possess their bodies, and they would only go home at night, and they would rush to Shanglin Yuan early in the morning to see them, but they could not affect the lives of the people.

Yin Ji didn't have much of a good impression of the "officials" of this era, seeing that they valued royal power over their duties, and had no heart to say good things for them.

As Yin Changying said, if they ask to see, will he have to see him?

What if you see it? The back and forth is just some sycophancy, and it is just a waste of time to persuade him to be pro-government and show his loyalty?

After Yin Ji figured this out, she didn't take this group of officials seriously. She flew all the way in the direction Yin Changying pointed, and soon sensed the power of the three witches, converging in one place.

Zheng Gao, Sun Qing, Fan Chen.

Knowing that this was the end, Yin Yao released a trace of spiritual power and asked Zheng Gao to prepare. A moment later, the two were carried by the gentle breeze and landed gently.

Zheng Gao was already waiting there.

Sun Qing and Fan Chen stood aside and immediately saluted.

As soon as Yin Ji saw the two of them standing together, she felt a little discordant.

Sun Qing is tall, with big shoulders and a round waist; Fan Chen was thin and short. is obviously the same age, but in terms of body type, one Sun Qing is worthy of three Fan Chen.

One is tall and one is short, one is fat and one is thin, the contrast is too stark.

The only thing these two have in common is that they both look very good, they have a good foundation, and after the transformation of magic power, they seem to have been refined and polished.

Sun Qing has a straight nose and a wide mouth, and his appearance is dignified; Fan Chen's eyebrows are clear and beautiful, a little shy, and he is his mother-in-law's favorite son-in-law.

But soon, Yin Ji's attention was no longer on the two of them, because Yin Changying took her to a field, and as far as the eye could see, it was already a wave of wheat.

Not far away, bamboo waterwheels rotate leisurely, and water-powered mills stand aside.

Sun Qing was responsible for introducing: "King Qiqi, princess, this is the 'test field' mentioned by the princess. It is preliminarily estimated that the yield per mu of this autumn harvest should be more than six stones. ”

That's a very encouraging number indeed.

One stone of Zhaoguo is equivalent to 60 kilograms in later generations, that is, 120 catties.

Six stones, that is, 720 catties.

Among the five grains, the highest yield of soybean, if in the past, even in the best fertile land, it was very good to be able to produce two stones per mu, let alone wheat.

The current three-fold increase in production at one time is undoubtedly a major breakthrough.

Yin Ji was a little surprised: "I remember, when I handed over the wheat seeds to you, I only said that the yield per mu was three to four stones......"

Sun Qing was much calmer than before, and did not take credit, and said modestly: "The minister was gifted by the king, granted to the old farmers, and according to the research direction of the princess, he instructed the family to strictly control the rain, wind direction, land wetness and other factors, so that the yield has made great progress." ”

Yin Changying naturally knew that with such a high yield per mu, the careful care of his family was indispensable, but he didn't want such wheat seeds to be cultivated only in Shanglin Garden.

The Zhaoguo is based on ploughing and warfare, and the people should hold a plow in one hand and a sword in the other.

Therefore, he simply asked: "If there are no corresponding conditions, and it is only handed over to the people for cultivation, what will happen to the yield per mu?" ”