offended Feng Bao, and he would be exempted from official body because he stepped into the official office with his left foot.

offended Zhang Juzheng, and he would be exempted from idleness because he stepped into the official office with his right foot.

If you offend both of them, it is very likely that you will be exiled to Yongning Temple and dig ice to get fish.

After Xu Zhenming received the words from Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng, he began to make overall arrangements for all the plans, and the emperor had to do the work of farming, and the dirty work could be done when His Majesty was away.

"Didn't you say that you should plant after Qingming? It's only the first lunar day, can you raise seedlings? Zhu Yijun frowned and asked, he was really practicing seriously.

Xu Zhenming looked at the huge glass fire room, and sighed again, this thing of power is really omnipotent, Xu Zhenming said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, before and after the Qingming Festival, it is mainly for gentle irrigation of the land. ”

Is there a lack of ground temperature in a glass fire room? Lack of irrigation? There is no shortage of anything.

Zhu Yijun looked at the glass fire room and understood what Xu Zhenming meant, even if it was a lack of light, it could be solved.

The taste of power is wonderful.

"Your Majesty is here." Xu Zhenming took Zhu Yijun to the nursery room, there are three kinds of potatoes, which are yellow, purple and white, and there are four kinds of sweet potatoes, which are red hearts, white hearts, yellow hearts and purple hearts.

These three kinds of potatoes and four kinds of sweet potatoes were all sent to Beijing by Luo Gongchen, the Haiphong Tongzhi of the Yuegang Metropolitan Salary Hall.

What Zhu Yijun has to do is to lay all kinds of potatoes and sweet potatoes on the ground with everyone, wait for them to germinate, and after germination, you can cut them and start raising seedlings.

It is not very troublesome to carry potatoes and sweet potatoes, Zhu Yijun held a pen in his hand and recorded Xu Zhenming's words little by little.

Xu Zhenming and several old farmers talked for a long time about the cultivation of water chestnuts and seedlings in front of a pile of potatoes and sweet potatoes spread on the ground, but Zhu Yijun just listened and did not speak.

After Xu Zhenming finished chatting with the old farmer, he came to His Majesty and said, "This seedling is the most important thing. ”

"This water chestnut is the same as potatoes and sweet potatoes, water chestnuts use bulbs, this ball is planted, it will be degraded and seriously poisonous, that is, the yield is low and unstable, and male water chestnuts will often appear when planted, and the plants are dwarfed and clumped, and do not produce bulbs, and eventually have no yield."

Water chestnuts have commonalities with potatoes and sweet potatoes in many aspects, and water chestnuts are planted in Guangdong, Fujian, Guizhou and Zhejiang.

But in the end, it was not successful, and in the end, water chestnuts could be used to save the famine in the famine year, and it was extremely difficult to become a staple food.

More often than not, water chestnuts are cultivated as a fruit, and water chestnuts cannot be grown in the north because of the cold in the north.

"These water chestnuts, potatoes, and sweet potatoes, don't they have seeds?" Zhu Yijun asked a little strangely.

Xu Zhenming shook his sleeves and took out a cloth bag from inside, and after opening it, there were some seeds of different colors in the shape of kidneys, and he said with certainty: "Yes, seeds, the emergence rate is too low, and the yield is extremely low." ”

After planting an acre of land and repeatedly replanting, it still cannot reach the planting density.

When the water chestnut is in bloom, it is necessary to knock off its flowers, cut off its floating roots, and cut its appendage leaves, which will not harvest enough seeds.

After Xu Zhenming's explanation, Zhu Yijun finally understood that in order to plant without seeds, the main thing is that it cannot be planted.

In the matter of farming, Zhu Yijun never casually expressed any of his opinions, he really wouldn't, he could raise pothos to death, and he chose to listen to the opinions of professionals.

Professional things are left to professional people.

Zhu Yijun farms the land, that is, what he plants and what he dies, and he lives one day at a time, and he is left to fate, so under the premise that Xu Zhenming and the old farmers really want to plant potatoes and sweet potatoes well, Zhu Yijun has used the imperial power to make trouble in it.

Xu Zhenming is a jinshi, he can stand in the perspective of Wenchen, go to a sycophant, and praise His Majesty's good words, but he didn't, because he didn't expect that he was just very simple to accompany His Majesty to farm, and he wanted to do this very well.

Xu Zhenming can't do anything, he can only farm, but he can be flexible, and he won't carry a bamboo strip bookcase into Beijing on his back.

As the sun set, the Ming Emperor returned to the Qianqing Palace again, and after washing and dinner in the bathroom, he went directly to the bookcase and began to record today's bit by bit harvest.

And this time, he has an additional set of questions, these are the current difficulties, such as water chestnuts, potatoes, sweet potatoes, how to detoxify these cultivated with tubers, detoxification can maintain yield, how to detoxify, is not a topic that Zhu Yijun wants to overcome now.

What Zhu Yijun needs to do now is to sum up the experiences and lessons of agricultural books and peasant households in the past dynasties, and plant potatoes and sweet potatoes on the land of the north.

He kept drawing a glass model on the paper, this model has a large glass bubble at one end, and the other end is open, and water will be poured into it, using the principle of thermal expansion and cold contraction, so that the water surface rises and falls to measure the temperature.

He put down the pen in his hand, and was very satisfied with the model in his hand, which is the most primitive thermometer, which can determine at what temperature potatoes and sweet potatoes can germinate, at what temperature they will thrive, at what temperature they will be civilized, and at what temperature they will freeze and replant.

Although Empress Dowager Li has always felt that the child is hard, Zhu Yijun really thinks that everything is very interesting, and he is thinking about how to encourage the planting of potatoes and sweet potatoes after successful planting.

For the way of the king, the people must be saved first, and if the people are harmed to serve their bodies, they will still cut off the shares to eat the belly, and the stomach will be full and the body will die.

This is a passage that Zhang Juzheng explained when he talked about Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty today, which means: As a king, you must think about the people in your heart first, if you harm the people to support the monarch, it is like cutting off the meat on your thigh to eat, although you are full, your body is dead.

People can carry boats or capsize boats.

The people are like water, they can carry a boat, and they can also capsize the boat.

The reason is very simple and not difficult to understand, but usually, the emperor is the last person who knows that the country is going to perish.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the turmoil of the Yellow Turban Army seemed to spread throughout the entire Eastern Han Dynasty in an instant, like a fire burning the plains, as if it was suddenly ignited.

Is the turbulent momentum of the Yellow Turban Army really an accident? Not really.

Long before the Yellow Turban uprising, the slogan 'the sky is dead' had been widely circulated among the people.

There is a brick, called Cangtian is a dead brick, which was engraved on April 4 of the third year of Jianning, and this brick was carved 14 years before the uprising of the Yellow Turban Army.

The sky is dead to dead, and it is the process of people's resentment surging from the dark tide to the boiling sky.

The overturned water is the tears of the people, and you don't know if you don't cross the stream.

The water that subverts the imperial court is the tears of the common people, but when it is not cross-current, gentlemen and rulers cannot see it.

Zhu Yijun didn't see Cangsheng's tears, but he knew the ending of Daming and his responsibility.

"Whew! Finished, hand it over to Feng Dajue tomorrow and let him burn it out and put it in the Jingshan glass fire room, since it has to be done, it must be done well, done finely, and clearly. Zhu Yijun handed over the drawings in his hand to Zhang Hong, and then walked towards the bed, threw himself on the bed, and fell asleep.

Go to bed early and wake up early to grow taller.

Zhang Hong handed over the straw paper to the palace maid, and the palace maid handed the straw paper to Xu Jue, who handed it over to Feng Bao overnight, and Feng Bao asked the War Bureau to burn the paper overnight.

Officials inside and outside the emperor are ready to serve His Majesty the emperor at any time, which is the right of the emperor.

In February, the second dragon raised his head, and a thunderclap flashed in the sky, and a rumbling sound spread and exploded in the air, and then spread to the Wenhua Hall where the court was deliberating.

At this time, Tan Lun, the secretary of the Ministry of War, was in Zhishi again.

This time, it was not because of the corpse vegetarian meal, stuck with Wang Chonggu's list of generals who promoted the capital division, but because Tan Lun went to the Asahi Altar to worship at the spring equinox, because of the cold weather in the spring, he was infected with wind cold, coughed repeatedly, and lost his manners.

The emperor knocked over the table and chairs, and the emperor was reprimanded by the Empress Dowager Li if he did not walk steadily, so the courtiers were also out of honor when they were sacrificing, coughing, sneezing, squatting due to physical exhaustion, and talking to each other.

Tan Lun was impeached by the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Fujian Provincial Superintendent, Yu Shi Jingsong and Han Bixian.

"This soldier has a heavy responsibility, and he is entrusted to a non-person, in case of an accident in the north, he will invade my territory, and he can't take the ritual for a while, how can he send ten thousand times to something?" Ge Shouli, the chief constitution of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, finished reading Jing Song's recital, and handed it to Xiao Huangmen, who put it in front of Zhang Juzheng.

"Ah, yes, yes, you're right, tomorrow I'll write another letter to Shi Shu, begging for rest due to illness, don't you just look at me unpleasantly? I'm not here to get in your way. Tan Lun stood up abruptly and wanted to leave.

Zhang Juzheng looked at Tan Lun and said calmly: "Tan Shangshu, this is the Wenhua Palace." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Xixiao, who was standing at the door with an embroidered spring knife and a clean whip, breathed a sigh of relief, this Tan Lun was arrogant, and left the table directly in anger.

Tan Lun left so privately, it was definitely a loss of etiquette, and the official had to take it down on the spot, where his duty lies.

But Zhu Xixiao, who was a martial artist, took down the military department on the spot, which was to make trouble for his brother Zhu Xizhong, the duke of Chengguo.

Tan Lun heard Zhang Juzheng call him, so he could only flick his sleeves vigorously, looked at the smug Ge Shouli with disgust, and sat back in his place.

Tan Lun betrayed the Jin Party, and the Jin Party saw the impeachment of the stitches, Tan Lun did make a mistake, lost his manners, and the Ming Dynasty with strict etiquette and religion was indeed a big crime.

Zhu Yijun paused the pen in his hand, thought for a moment, and began to continue writing.

It doesn't matter what Ge Shouli's fart means.

Tan Lun was sick before the spring equinox, said that he was sick and on leave, did not attend the sacrifice of the altar of the sun, and the officials were not allowed to take sick leave, Tan Lun went to the altar of the sun with his illness, the cold wind was agitated, and he almost didn't send people away directly, the illness was just right, and the dogs of the Metropolitan Procuratorate had already begun to pounce.

wave after wave, just because Tan Lun changed the court because of the promotion of the list of generals in Beijing.

At least that's what most of the Jin Party thinks.

Tan Lun's situation is extremely difficult.

"Ge Zongxian, Lu Shusheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, is also coughing at the Asahi Temple, why hasn't anyone impeached Lu Shusheng?" Feng Bao began to be yin and yang.

"And that matter?" Ge Shouli frowned and looked at Feng Bao with a puzzled expression.

"Could it be that Cheng Ge Zongxian only knows one and not the other?" Feng Bao sneered, the Jin Party is in a hurry, and it is possible to impeach a minister if the information is incomplete?

When the little emperor goes out, he will let Feng Bao confess!

Feng Bao as a person in the inner court, his first duty is to protect the imperial power, Tan Lun offended the Jin Party, because the promotion of the Beijing camp generals, is to prevent the Jin Party from becoming dominant, no matter what Tan Lun's purpose, whether he used this matter to Zhang Juzheng to make a vote, it directly and indirectly protected the emperor's safety.

Feng Bao naturally wanted to keep Tan Lun.

Feng Bao sat up straight, fired at Ge Shouli and said calmly: "The Analects of Wei Linggong said: If you bow to yourself and blame others, you will be far resentful. ”

"Ge Zongxian is also a scholar, what do you mean by that? Solution? If Ge Gong doesn't want to solve it, it doesn't matter, our eunuch will solve it. ”

Ge Shouli's face changed when he heard this.

This eunuch is beating people with the big stick of the Analects again!