Chapter 169: No Equal
As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.
The person who spoke just now knelt directly on the ground, trembling and said, "Don't dare!" Minister... The minister was just worried about the holy drive. β
"Worried about the Holy Driver? Zhang Xun and Ji Ling are here, how can it be your turn to worry about the holy drive? β
"On weekdays, I don't see how you govern your family and country, and you blame my people, but it's a lie!"
"You're so daring!"
"Demoted to Jiaozhou County Order, go to office immediately, can't make political achievements, and must not return to Qiandu City!"
"This is the Holy Decree!"
Emperor Jing Xing said angrily.
When the man heard this, his liver trembled and his color changed.
In the past, Emperor Jingxing was tolerant of his courtiers. Besides, he just said a few more words, so why not?
You can't be convicted for your words, can you?
He turned to look at the officials, hoping that someone would stand up and intercede for him.
But no one stood up, and suddenly his heart was like ashes, and he grabbed the ground with his head, and said, "Minister, obey the order!" β
Seeing this, Liu Yu in the crowd first breathed a sigh of relief, his father didn't embarrass Lao Li, so he didn't have to rush up and hug his thighs to plead.
Then he looked at the kneeling official with a speechless expression, unable to understand why there was such a stupid person.
People are all against scales, and Emperor Jing Xing is usually generous to others, but he is too strict with him, the prince.
But Emperor Jing Xing also has reverse scales! That's the people of Daqian!
Over the years, why did he work diligently, get up early and stay late, and repeatedly cut the palace expenses to replenish the treasury?
For the people of the world!
Although his father, although he is not as good at fighting as Uncle Zhongshan, he is like a tiger.
But in his heart, he really pretended to be a big cadre of the people.
Therefore, in the years since he came to power, Daqian has lived a good life for a few years, and he can barely be regarded as a country and a people's peace.
When the old man said those words, many people noticed that Emperor Jing Xing's expression was wrong, and they were afraid that they were touching the scene.
Even if you don't notice it, you can sense that the atmosphere is wrong.
Only this cerebral palsy jumped out directly to scold Lao Li, isn't this brainless?
This guy... It can't be Liu Jing's person, right? In order to target the palace, he stood up and scolded Lao Li?
That... For the first time, Liu Yu felt that someone could be more stupid than Zhu Ben, and he could only say that it was difficult to evaluate.
At the front of the crowd, Emperor Jing Xing looked up and looked around, all of them were farmers and long-term workers facing the loess with their backs to the sky.
He always knew that the people were miserable, and all they wanted was to be fed and clothed.
But he has never had any concept of this, until today, when he came to Xishan, he knew what the suffering of the people was!
It turns out that you can't rest when you're tired.
It turns out that fifty years old is not the age of retirement.
It turns out that taking care of rice is a terrible treatment.
When he was in the palace before, no one told him.
He looked up at the sky, took a few steps forward alone, and then paused for a long time.
After a long time, he sighed and said, "Li Changkong." β
"The minister is here."
"Well done."
It's just four words, but Li Changkong feels that this praise is outstanding!
"Minister, I just want to do more for the people."
After these words, Emperor Jing Xing stood alone for a long time, and only after a long time did he say: "Yes, do more things for the people, for the king and ministers, but it's all for this, how simple it is." β
"But what is the geometry of those who really understand?"
"Don't talk about it, where is the artifact, take me to see it."
"Okay, Your Majesty, please."
It wasn't until the two of them walked away again that the civil and military officials behind them breathed a sigh of relief.
Emperor Jing Xing, who was in that state just now, was undoubtedly moved by real feelings and real fire.
The pressure on them is really scary.
Only the crown prince Liu Yu secretly gave Li Changkong a thumbs up.
Old Li Niu, even his father in this state can deal with it.
After a while, the group came to the depths of the West Mountain, and the environment was slightly better.
Because a lot of the land here has been reclaimed by Li Long.
"Li Long, how many acres of land are there here, and new seeds have been planted?" Emperor Jing Xing asked.
In fact, he looked at the handfuls of golden rice ears one after another, and he already knew that what Li Changkong said was not far from ten.
But I still have to weigh it, do the math, and feel safe in my heart.
"Back to Your Majesty, there are about ten acres of land here, and all of them are planted with new seeds."
"Well, quite a bit. Let's start harvesting, I want to see for myself, this new seed can yield per mu. β
"No!" Li Long responded and began to beckon the peasants and long-term workers to harvest rice.
Because it was a temporary activity, Li Changkong also gave an extra salary.
So the big guys are very positive, and the whole process is not long.
About two hours later, the numbers came out.
The grain calculator in charge of counting grain production looked at the abacus in his hand, and his hands trembled a little.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, these ten acres of land, on average, have about 312 catties of grain per mu. β
Rumble!
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar.
Emperor Jing Xing stood up with a bang, but stepped on the ridge, his steps staggered a little, Li Changkong's eyes were fast, and he held on, which avoided the end of wrestling.
Emperor Jing Xing didn't care about these at all, pointed to the grain official, and said word by word: "How much do you say?" β
"About... Three hundred and twelve pounds of grain. β
"Really?"
"What Weichen said, every sentence is true!"
The grain calculator also knew that this figure was too scary, so he knelt down on the spot.
"What about the land where normal seeds are planted? What is the yield per mu? Is there a comparison? Emperor Jing Xing asked eagerly again.
"The minister has also calculated, and each mu produces about 148 catties of grain."
Hiss!
As soon as these words came out, it was not just Emperor Jing Xing, but all the civil and military officials who accompanied him, and their hearts were surging.
Doubled! The yield per mu has fully doubled!
This is still a wasteland in the West Mountains!
If it is replaced with fertile land, wouldn't it be able to have a yield of four or five hundred catties per mu?
That's a great merit for how many people can be fed!
For a while, everyone's eyes on Li Long changed, and they all realized that this person was about to develop, and he was afraid that his future career would only be soaring.
And Li Long is Li Changkong's protΓ©gΓ©, and he can be regarded as half of the Li family.
This Li family... Recently, it has been a lot of good things, and I am afraid that it will be expensive in the future.
"What is the quality of the food produced?" Emperor Jing Xing asked again.
"The minister has measured it, and compared with the Ganzhou imperial grain collected in the palace, it is not far behind."
Hiss!
Everyone gasped again, just produce more, the quality is good, and the seeds of the past are afraid to be completely eliminated.
"He Taibai, you are from Ganzhou, tell me, how does this grain compare with Ganzhou grain?" Emperor Jing Xing pointed to the basket of grain in front of him and said.
Seeing that he was named, He Taibai quickly walked out of the crowd and looked at the basket of golden grain, and for a while, the sentence "naturally inferior to Ganzhou grain" was suddenly stuck in his mouth, brewed for a long time, and only spit out a sentence: "No equal." β
He was a proud man, and his pride would not allow him to lie.