In order to treat everyone, Li Gen stewed a whole sheep at noon.

After lunch, the crowd did not rest.

Without Li Gen's instructions, he continued to walk directly to the field.

Zhao Si and Feng Wu led the restaurant and others to return to the manor.

I also immediately joined the team of farming.

No way!

The Emperor Taishang is working hard in the field!

How dare they not go to work in the fields!

Li Gen was tired of reading, so he came out to move his muscles and bones.

Four dogs, stinky farts followed behind Li Gen, shaking their heads.

I watched everyone work in the fields.

Sure enough, his master is the real big brother.

Early in the morning of the second day, Zhao Si and Feng Wu led Red Sleeves and Tian Xiang, as well as a cadre from the restaurant, to Chang'an City.

There are several sweet potato seedlings in Zhao Si's sleeve.

This is the Emperor Taishang's order to him, and he must be handed over to His Majesty.

After arriving at the restaurant.

Zhao Si turned over and got on his horse and went straight to the palace.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Si asks to see you!"

In the imperial study, Li Shimin, who had just left the court, heard Li Junxian's voice before he finished drinking a cup of hot tea.

"Let Zhao Si come in!"

Li Shimin was a little panicked.

Don't let my father say that he leaked his mouth.

As a result, their plans were completely ruined.

"Subordinate Zhao Si, see Your Majesty!"

"Excuse me!"

"Zhao Si, you and Feng Wu, as well as the two palace maids, have been doing very well recently, I see it in my eyes and keep it in my heart, I will definitely reward the four of you heavily."

Li Shimin came up and drew a big pie first.

"The subordinates swear to die for His Majesty's filial piety!"

Li Shimin nodded with great joy and said.

"So early, in a hurry, what's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, sit down first."

Seeing Zhao Si's solemn expression, Li Shimin chuckled in his heart.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Li Shimin's heart.

"Say, what happened?"

Li Shimin sat down.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor told his subordinates to let His Majesty sit down, and then let his subordinates make a statement to Your Majesty!"

"I, I've already sat down, Zhao Si, there's something to do, but it's okay to say!"

"Your Majesty, look at this."

Zhao Si carefully took out a few sweet potato seedlings from his sleeve.

Li Shimin's heart finally settled down.

As long as it's not the root of the accident.

"What is this?"

Li Shimin, who was down-to-earth, had a faint smile on his face.

Li Shimin had already guessed that this species must have come from Li Gen's hand.

"Back to Your Majesty's words, the emperor's eldest son said, this thing is called sweet potato seedling, and the fruit produced is called sweet potato."

"Oh!"

Li Shimin took the sweet potato seedlings and looked at them carefully.

The green is very bright, and there are no more than three leaves on each plant.

"Zhao Si, how to grow this thing? What is the yield? ”

"If you go back to Your Majesty, you can insert this thing into the ploughed land."

"As the eldest son of the emperor said, the yield per mu is more than thirty stones!"

Poof!

Li Shimin collapsed directly to the ground.

Rao has a big heart, and he can't afford to produce like this.

At this time, even the best fertile land in Datang encountered a smooth situation.

The yield per mu is only about two stones.

This mu yields thirty stones, which Li Shimin does not dare to imagine at all.

Li Junxian hurriedly helped Li Shimin up.

Li Shimin didn't have time to tidy up his dragon robe, and stared at Zhao Si with wide eyes.

"Is that true?"

"Back to Your Majesty's words, what the eldest son of the emperor said is only a lot more."

"Good, good, that's great!"

Li Shimin was a little incoherent with excitement.

A great drought and locust plague are coming.

But there is this auspiciousness in the hands of Gen'er.

God bless Datang also!

"The three of them, Du Xiang and the eldest grandson Wuji!"

Li Shimin gave an order, and Li Delu, the chief of the chamberlain, agreed and hurriedly retreated.

Fang Xiang Du Xiang and the eldest grandson Wuji, the three of them came together!

When I heard that this thing yielded thirty stones per mu.

Even if there are three of them, Taishan collapses in front of him without fear of calmness.

They all fell to the ground.

If these words do not come from the mouth of His Majesty.

Fang Xiang Du Xiang and the eldest grandson Wuji, guaranteed to go up and beat them hard, and this mouth was a crazy man.

"Xuan Ling, Keming, auxiliary. Why be so excited, be calm, calm! ”

Li Junxian and Zhao Si twitched the corners of their mouths.

Just now, the two of them saw a scene where His Majesty was not calm.

"Your Majesty, the heavens have descended to offer Rui, how can the ministers calm down."

Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and the eldest grandson Wuji, the three of them stood up, still trembling with excitement.

"Zhao Si, why is this sweet potato seedling planted in Guyu?"

Li Shimin's question is really difficult, but fortunately, Zhao Si remembered Li Gen's words yesterday.

"Gu Yu planted sweet potato seedlings to ensure a large basket of harvest."

"Your Majesty, this is what the emperor's eldest son said personally, and the emperor asked the emperor's eldest son at that time, could it be that a large basket of sweet potato seedlings will be harvested?"

The eldest son of the emperor nodded and acknowledged!

Call!

Call!

Call!

There was a gasp in the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, without further ado, hurry up and plant it first, if it is past the best time to plant, I'm afraid that this sweet potato seedling will not be easy to live!"

After listening to Prime Minister Fang Xuanling's words, Li Shimin suddenly realized.

"What Xuan Ling said is very true, I, almost made a big mistake!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, follow me to the Imperial Garden!"

Li Shimin held five sweet potato seedlings in his hand and strode towards the Imperial Garden.

The reason why it was determined to be five was because Li Shimin had already counted them just now.

"Delu, please come to the Imperial Garden for a look!"

Li Delu, the chief of the chamberlain, trotted all the way to the Lizheng Hall to deliver the message.

Imperial!

Li Shimin loves peony flowers because of the eldest grandson.

The garden is full of peonies.

But today.

Li Shimin has to endure the pain and cut his love.

Several attendants worked together to transplant a few peony flowers elsewhere.

When Empress Changsun learned that this sweet potato yield more than thirty stones per mu, her eyes widened in surprise and she covered her mouth.

Even if you pull out all the peony flowers in the entire imperial garden.

Empress Eldest Sun also had no opinion.

Everything is ready.

Zhao Si began to plant sweet potato seedlings.

After all, only he knows how to grow all the people here.

Five sweet potato seedlings, lined up, were planted by Zhao Si in the imperial garden.

"Zhao Si, what else do you need to do?"

After listening to Li Shimin's words, Zhao Si spoke.

"Your Majesty, what the emperor's eldest son said: Sprinkle a handful of ashes before the sweet potato seedlings, and harvest a lot."

"Oh, grass ash?"

Hearing Li Shimin's words, Zhao Si said solemnly.

"Your Majesty, it is the ashes of the grass and trees."

"Stinky boy, it's a set of slips, and it's quite interesting."

Li Shimin scolded with a smile, but he was very happy in his heart.

In front of the five sweet potato seedlings, they were all sprinkled with plant ash.

Li Shimin was sure that Zhao Si knew, and after telling all the words, he asked Zhao Si to return to Fugen Restaurant.

Du Junzhuo, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, was summoned to the Imperial Garden.

"Jun Zhuo, these five sweet potato seedlings must be protected, tell the soldiers, just like protecting me and the queen, protect them."

"If there is a slight mistake, I am the only one who asks!"