Can Zhu Yunxi really realize this problem?

Lao Zhu was skeptical in his heart, in his opinion, this grandson is good at everything, but he is a little anxious to do things, and he can't wait to use a few years to do what others have done for decades!

But he can't say it, because this grandson has done a lot of things really well, just saying that there are nearly a million Chen soldiers outside, and he can still sing and dance in China, and this ability alone is enough to boast of eternity.

Lao Zhu sighed heavily.

"Let's take a look first!"

"Although Zhu Yunxi's kid is too eager to do a lot of things, maybe we are too old to see the current situation?"

Tang He Wenyan nodded seriously.

"The superior's words are reasonable!"

"The old minister is also too careful, worried that Da Ming will not become like the Da Ming we thought at the beginning......

Lao Zhu smiled helplessly when he heard this.

"It's completely out of shape, but it looks pretty good now, at least the people are well fed and clothed, and live like a person!"

Tang He echoed when he heard the words.

"Your Majesty is right, our people have really been much better in the past few years!"

"Not only are all industries thriving in the city, but even the rural people can afford to raise chickens, ducks and geese, and they can eat dry rice when they are slack!"

The two old people looked at the bustling night market, indulging in the beauty in front of them, while worrying about the future unexpectedly, for a while they had mixed feelings, and there was a feeling that they couldn't see clearly, couldn't see through, and couldn't understand.

Fortunately, both of them are people who have experienced a big battle, and they have their own logic and judgment.

"Forget it!"

"Don't think about these in advance, let's only worry about one thing now, that is, this grandson is not very good at grasping power, what if the military power falls in the future!"

"Oh?"

Tang He looked at Lao Zhu in surprise when he heard this.

"Why did the superior say this?"

"Didn't Yunxi's kid arrest the army very well, why can you still worry about this?"

Lao Zhu smiled helplessly when he heard this.

"You don't understand ......"

Lao Zhu's "I don't understand" is not to laugh at Tang He, but because Tang He really doesn't understand.

After all, Tang He's greatest achievement in this life is to be a master general to guard one side, and he has never been an emperor, and he has enjoyed supreme authority like him.

Therefore, the grasp of power as he understands it is not at the same level as the grasp of power that Lao Zhu understands.

"Yun Xi, this kid has too much power to lead the generals, especially the expeditionary force and the major governors stationed overseas."

"Although this is also a helpless move, but in the long run, the local governor will inevitably be separated from the imperial court, and I am afraid that there is a danger of self-respect!"

This is also Tang He's dying, and it seems that he will not live in a few years, otherwise he will not discuss the emperor's art with a courtier if he kills Lao Zhu.

Tang He is also a smart person, and he understands when he hears Lao Zhu so little.

But he really didn't understand it, and he couldn't give any reasonable advice.

"Superior, haven't you talked to Yunxi's kid about this?"

Lao Zhu shook his head when he heard this.

"Nope!"

"Let's take a look first, see if this kid has any back-up, if he really doesn't have a back-hand, then let's keep a few hands for him."

"Good!"

"With the superior personally checking for Yunxi's child, the old minister has nothing to worry about, hahaha!"

This night, Lao Zhu and Tang He played with thieves, and they had a lot of fun.

However, the princes and grandsons in the palace were stupid, and if the old man didn't return to the palace, they didn't dare to leave, so they could only wait until dawn stupidly.

At this time, Lao Zhu, who had been playing all night, remembered that there was still a group of rebels in the palace under Qin Deshun's reminder.

However, how could he have the energy to go to the palace to deal with them now, so he directly ordered someone to pass on an edict to them and sent them away.

"His Majesty the Emperor, we're tired, why should you go, you don't have to say hello to us!"

"Erchen...... Decree ......"

Although each prince respectfully accepted the commandment, everyone's face was full of confusion.

What the hell did the old man do this night?

Naturally, they would not squat in the palace honestly, and they had already resorted to the Dafa of spreading money to inquire around.

But no matter how they inquire, there will always be only one result, that is, the old man is not in the palace, he should go to wander outside the palace.

But what did the old man do outside the palace?

Zhu Fan cheered Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, he was not idle when he came back this time, while actively contacting the old department, he was busy buying ships and hiring people, planning to return to the Golden Continent and establish a huge empire of his own.

Don't look at how fierce he cried when he returned to China, in fact, as the second son of the old Zhu family, His Royal Highness the King of Qin, who has always been very ambitious, has never lacked the courage and determination to expand the territory.

After seeing the richness and vastness of the Golden Continent, he immediately regarded it as his basic plate and established a place of eternal hegemony.

Therefore, he only had two purposes for returning to China this time, one was to obtain an official appointment from the imperial court, so that he could reasonably develop in the Golden Continent. The other is to poach a large number of technical talents from Daming and help him build a developed empire in the Golden Continent.

But these things can't be done in a big way, once they are discovered, it is a great crime of treason.

The fourth Zhu Di also muttered in his heart, he also has a lot of tricks in the capital, with the help of Xu Da's father-in-law's relationship, he also contacted many old ministers in the capital, as well as the younger generation of depressed noble children.

Even this time he made a lot of preparations for entering Beijing, and sent thousands of people to Beijing in advance to inquire about the news.

If the old man finds out that he is tired, he will not be directly detained in the capital and accompanied by the hard-pressed old thirteen, right?

Zhu Yunwen was even more panicked in his heart, although he thought he was doing very smart, but the imperial grandfather gave him too much coercion, so that he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the imperial grandfather.

Therefore, when he learned that the emperor's grandfather had left the palace mysteriously and did not return overnight, he immediately worried about several bookstores and Qingliang Temple in the capital, plus a few Japanese chambers of commerce.

This is his most powerful foreign aid, and if the imperial grandfather finds out that he is in private contact with the Japanese, he will be very angry, right?

A group of guys with different ghosts returned to the mansion and began to review, until they were sure that they were not exposed, and then they rekindled their fighting spirit and secretly rubbed their activities in the capital.

In fact, Lao Zhu really can't take care of them now.

After all, for the current Lao Zhu, how to see the future direction of the Ming Dynasty is far more important than dealing with these rebels with wolf ambitions.

And from the bottom of his heart, Lao Zhu never felt that these rebels were Zhu Yunxi's opponents.

If it weren't for him, the imperial grandfather, to press them, with Zhu Yunxi's means, they would have been kneaded into twists a long time ago.

Lao Zhu was not in a hurry to urge the princes to go this time, even if he learned from Dongchang that these vassal kings were secretly dishonest and made friends with many court ministers, Lao Zhu didn't pay attention to them.

He even hoped that this group of rebels would contact a few more old ministers and leave a few more ways for themselves.

In case Zhu Yunxi wants to attack them in the future, they will know the news in advance.

This is also what he, as his father, can finally do for this group of rebels.

While the feudal kings were busy engaging in tandem, Lao Zhu and Tang He were not idle, and they became unemployed vagrants every day, traveling around the counties and towns of Gyeonggi.

Sometimes I go to a certain county town to see the local people's livelihood. Sometimes I went out into the fields to see how the crops were growing.

Overall, this year's Gyeonggi land has been quite smooth and the crops are growing very well.

It's just that there's one downside, and that's that there's a lot more crops that he can't name.

"Brother, what is this planted in your field, such a high pole, and such a stick?"

"Outlander, huh?"

Lao Zhu said with a smile.

"It's not counting, we are from the capital, we go out to do business, we happened to pass by, and we saw the rare crops in this field, so I came to take a look!"

"Oh, that's no wonder......"

"This thing is called Golden Rice, it is a strange seed dug back from the Golden Continent, our Majesty has not yet become the emperor and ordered people to cultivate this thing in Danzhou, and finally the seeds have increased, so it is distributed to our poor people!"

"But this thing is still very precious, if it weren't for the eldest son of my family working as an errand in the county office, my family wouldn't be able to get a seed!"

"Oh?"

"This is Golden Rice!"

Lao Zhu is no stranger to golden rice, in fact, Zhu Yunxi fooled him to find Golden Continent at the beginning, and this golden rice is one of the reasons.

According to the grandson, as long as there is this kind of golden rice, Daming will no longer have to worry about hunger.

But Lao Zhu hadn't seen the living golden rice, only the seed form, so he didn't recognize it for a while.

"What's the matter, my brother also knows about golden rice?"

Old Zhu smiled shyly.

"I've heard a little!"

"By the way, fellow, what is this species, what is the yield, can it be eaten as a staple food?"

Hearing this, the old man hurriedly said.

"That's great!"

"I can't hide it, how many times have I eaten it secretly, hahaha!"

"Let's tell you, this thing can be eaten roasted, boiled, steamed, and eaten, and it's delicious!"

"And this thing is easy to plant, don't pick the ground, you can plant it on any hill!"

"It's easy to take care of, just when you are young, you just need to intersperse the seedlings, weed, and wait for the crops to grow!"

"It's just that the government is strictly under the control now, and in addition to keeping the golden rice every year for growing grain, all the others must be recycled according to the official price, so that we have made a lot of money......

Lao Zhu was dumbfounded again when he heard this, he never thought that the Ming Mansion would have such a harmful act to the people.

"Fellow, how can the government collect it, but there are cool officials who force you to sell it cheaply?"

The old man smiled awkwardly when he heard this.

"It's not that we're forced to sell cheaply, it's just ...... It's just that the price is not as high as that of the foreign merchants......"

"How much?"

"A pound of grain is given ten cents, but it's not too low......

"Shiwen?"

Lao Zhu's eyes were about to pop out when he heard this, if he remembered correctly, Daming's high-grade japonica rice was not so expensive, right?

Now such a little-known golden rice, the government actually gave ten cents a catty, this old man is still too low, so how much can a foreign businessman give?

"Old man, did the merchant give a lot?"

When the old man heard this, smash it, smash it, and said.

"No, foreign businessmen have given a maximum of fifteen wen a pound!"

"But the people in the government said that if we don't sell enough grain to the government, we won't be allowed to plant it next year, and we can only sell it to the government at a low price, you say it's not angry!"

Lao Zhu was really angry when he heard this, but he was not angry with the government, but angry with the old man.

He felt that this old man was too greedy, and he was not satisfied with ten pounds!

According to the scale of his family's land, there are dozens of acres to say the least, even if the output of one acre of land is five hundred catties, it is also the benefit of five taels of silver, and dozens of acres of land are hundreds of taels of silver!

In which dynasty could an ordinary farmer earn so much in a year from farming?

Lao Zhu saw that there was still a crop near the cornfield, and couldn't help but point over there and ask.

"Fellow, what is planted over there, why don't you look like our Daming crops?"

The old man gave a thumbs up when he heard this.

"Connoisseur!"

"You're really right, this thing is really not produced by the Ming Dynasty, it is said to be the output of the Golden Continent, what is it called the golden potato, but we countrymen call this thing a sweet potato, or a potato."

"Oooh......"

Old Zhu Wenyan showed a sudden expression, he had also heard this thing from Zhu Yunxi's mouth, but he had only heard it.

"How's this thing?"

When the old man heard this, he didn't answer directly, but led Lao Zhu and his party to the potato field, picked up a burning black stick on the ground and picked it up twice in the fire, and pulled out a few black lumps from it.

"Brother, this is roasted potatoes, if you don't dislike it, try it!"

"This ......"

Lao Zhu hesitated, and Tang He picked up the potatoes from the ground and beat them.

He had already eaten this thing, and in fact, it was sold at a stall in the county seat.

But looking at Lao Zhu's appearance, it is obvious that he has not eaten it.

Tang He ate a potato in front of Lao Zhu, and then peeled off a potato again and handed it to Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu took a bite gently, only feeling soft and sweet, and there was an indescribable deliciousness.

"Hmm!"

"It's good, it's delicious, it's much better than the tale of cassava!"

When the old man heard Lao Zhu praise like this, he smiled with satisfaction.

"If the guests like it, it's fine!"

"If you like to eat, we will dig a few dozen catties for you and take it with you, and take it back whether it is roasted, boiled, or stewed!"

"Let's tell you, this thing is best stewed meat, it's called a delicious, even the emperor Lao Tzu can be hungry from the emperor's throne!"

When Tang He heard this, he looked at Lao Zhu, who had a black mouth, and couldn't help laughing.

This old man is really right, isn't His Majesty the Emperor really hungry from the emperor's throne?

Lao Zhu saw that Tang He dared to make fun of himself, glared at him fiercely, and then continued to talk with his fellow countrymen.

"Fellow, isn't there any restriction on this thing?"

The old man shook his head when he heard this.

"No limit!"

"The yield of this thing is too high, if you plant a potato tooth, it will grow a lump in the fall, and you can't eat it all!"

"Last year, my family won ten acres of land, which Cheng wanted to dig out tens of thousands of catties, and gave it to my little grandson to eat, and now I vomit when I see potatoes, and in the end I really have no way, so I can only cook this thing and feed it to the pigs."

"Feed the pigs?"

When Lao Zhu heard this, he looked at the potatoes that were about to be eaten by himself, and he always felt that the potatoes were not fragrant......

This damn old country man can't be scolding himself, right?