All the ministers who have eaten sweet potatoes have praised each other.

Emperor Qianwu was very satisfied with the reaction of the crowd.

The yield is high, the taste is good, and it will be much easier to promote it in the future.

Yue Shanhe, the secretary of the military department, looked at Feng Quji and Ye Qingcang, who were feasting, swallowed his saliva, came to Li Changfeng, and said with some embarrassment: "Your Highness, how do you sell this sweet potato?" ”

Li Changfeng smiled and said, "Lord Yue, do you want to buy it?" ”

"That's right, the sweet potatoes are so delicious, I haven't eaten them yet, so I'll stop buying some and take them home to eat some happily."

Hearing this, the other ministers came over.

"I'm going to buy it too!"

"Give me a thousand pounds!"

"I want 2,000 catties, the price is easy to say!"

“……”

Seeing this scene, Emperor Qianwu's face was a little unpleasant.

Li Changfeng raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Stop!" Everyone, stop! ”

Waiting for the ministers to be silent, Li Changfeng said: "I'm sorry everyone, don't sell it!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers all showed disappointed looks, and some people were even a little annoyed.

Emperor Qianwu smiled with satisfaction.

Li Changfeng didn't want to offend this person for no reason, and explained: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is not a matter of silver, but because these are to be used as seeds!" ”

Hearing this, the ministers suddenly became angry, and the anger in their hearts gradually subsided.

Li Changfeng said with a sincere face: "After the prince bought sweet potatoes from Fanbang people last year, he knew that they were delicious, but he still endured them and didn't eat any of them, so he had a big harvest this year!" ”

"So my lords, next year, wait for next year, next year's sweet potato production can reach millions of catties, you can eat it openly!"

Feng Qujian swallowed the last bite of sweet potato, bowed down and said, "Your Highness is high-spirited and bright, which makes the old minister admire!" ”

Ye Qingcang said solemnly: "Since it is a seed, naturally you can't eat more, and when he is full of sweet potatoes every day, it's not too late to eat it!" ”

Although the ministers still had some regrets in their hearts, they still expressed their understanding.

Emperor Qianwu was very satisfied with this, and told Li Changfeng: "Be sure to save these sweet potatoes and plant them again next year." ”

Li Changfeng arched his hand and said, "It's Your Majesty." ”

At this time, the hearts of the ministers were alive.

More than 80,000 catties of sweet potatoes, Your Majesty and Li Changfeng will definitely not be able to plant them all, and they will definitely have to plant some for other ministers in order to promote them.

So who to plant it for, that's the question.

This sweet potato is so delicious that it will definitely sell for a good price when grown.

Many ministers are already thinking about it.

Emperor Qianwu looked at the sweet potatoes piled up into a hill with some reluctance, and left with his ministers, while Li Changfeng stayed.

He looked at the farmer who was planting these sweet potatoes and secretly swallowed his saliva and said, "Come here, take one for each person, pick the big one, after all, you planted it, what if you don't eat it?" ”

The farmers were excited, and they thanked Li Changfeng for a thousand thanks.

This is something that those court officials can't buy, and they, ordinary people, can get it.

After sending away the farmers, Li Changfeng thought for a while, and instructed his entourage: "Load two thousand catties...... Forget it, 1,500 catties, send it to the palace, pay attention to the secret, don't let people see it. ”

"Then Li Jianye will give him a message and don't make a noise everywhere, the old prime minister Feng Quji and the old general Ye will also send a hundred catties each, and all the others will be pulled back to the prince's mansion."

Although he said that, but in fact, he couldn't be so rigid, and Emperor Qianwu looked at the sweet potato when he left, and didn't give him what to do.

Li Jianye is the brother with the best relationship, and this kind of good thing naturally cannot be forgotten about him.

Ye Qingcang and Feng Qujian are the bigwigs of both the military and the government, and they are the backbone of his Ministry of Railways, so they also have to give some benefits.

As for the other ministers, Li Changfeng didn't bother to pay attention to them.

After arranging these, Li Changfeng went home.

Early the next morning.

A decree came from the palace to let Li Changfeng enter the palace.

Emperor Qianwu told him that he had selected a thousand loyal and reliable men from the Imperial City Praetorian Guard, and told him to immediately begin to form the Great Qian's Air Force.

Like the musket battalion and artillery battalion, the Daqian Air Force was directly under Emperor Qianwu and was not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War.

Li Changfeng had no choice but to go to the newly designated air force training base outside the city to direct the formation of the air force on the spot.

It is said that it is an on-the-spot command, but in fact it is more to teach Li Jianye the air force's operational thinking and some daily training methods.

He didn't want to waste time on this kind of thing, and he would have to hand it over to Li Jianye to be responsible for later.

It wasn't until it was almost dark that Li Changfeng returned to the house, and he saw from a distance that there was a group of people around the door of the mansion.

Li Changfeng thought something had happened, so he hurriedly went to check and found that there was a person waiting at the door, it was Yang Zhiyuan, who came to him that day to ask for medicine.

There was also an old man sitting beside him, who looked a little weak, talking to the people around him.

As the entourage shouted "His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes have arrived", everyone woke up and hurriedly knelt down to pay respects.

I saw that the old man, supported by Yang Zhiyuan, knelt down tremblingly and bowed to worship: "Old Yang Wanli, meet His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes, and repay the grace of saving his life!" ”

Li Changfeng was stunned, stepped forward and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Lord Yang, please get up." ”

Yang Wanli got up tremblingly, and Yang Zhiyuan arched his hand and said: "Your Highness, you sent someone to inject your father with a piece of penicillin that day, and my father woke up that night. In the past two days, two more injections have been made, and my father can walk around on the ground, which is simply a miracle medicine! ”

Li Changfeng smiled: "It's good if it has an effect." ”

Speaking of this, Li Changfeng's face sank and he looked at the mansion guards.

"Lord Yang arrived at the mansion, why didn't you invite him in, and let him wait at the door?"

The guard at the door looked aggrieved and was about to speak, but was preempted by Yang Wanli, who was relieved.

"Your Highness, it's no wonder that the guards are guarding this matter, it's the old man who doesn't want to go in."

"Oh? Why is that? ”

"The grace of saving lives is greater than the sky, how dare the old man enter the house and wait? Naturally, he has to wait outside the house, so as to show the sincerity of the old man to repay his kindness! ”

Li Changfeng glanced at Yang Wanli in some surprise, waved his hand and said: "Lord Yang doesn't have to be like this, this prince invented penicillin to cure diseases and save people, not to mention any life-saving grace." ”

Speaking of this, Li Changfeng glanced at the onlookers around him who looked a little surprised, and said loudly: "It won't be long before the supply of penicillin will be open, and it will definitely benefit more people at that time." ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding people cheered.

Yang Wanli offered a heavy reward to save his life, almost everyone in the capital knew about it, and the world's famous doctors came to the door one after another, but no one could treat it.

Who would have thought that in the end, it was Li Changfeng's penicillin that pulled Yang Wanli out of the ghost gate?

No one doesn't look forward to such a miracle medicine, after all, who hasn't used a bump yet.

Yang Wanli is a little stubborn.

He arched his hand and said: "Your Highness's words are wrong, penicillin has not yet been sold, Your Highness took it out in advance to save the life of the old and decayed, how can it not be considered a life-saving grace?" ”

(End of chapter)