Lan Yu in the ranks touched Chang Mao and Xu Da in front,

The three of them looked at each other, their eyes full of ecstasy.

They knew that sooner or later Zhu Xiongying would be the son of heaven of the Ming Dynasty.

today

His Majesty's personal support for the Holy Sun to ascend to the heavenly sedan chair can be regarded as His Majesty's favor.

But

The last step of the ploughing ceremony that should have been done by the Son of Heaven was handed over to the grandson to do,

It's definitely not as simple as the emperor's grace!

That's a lot of things!

Lan Yu's eyes widened, and she subconsciously looked at Zhu Biao beside her,

Zhu Biaoxin felt something, and looked at Lan Yu,

He smiled and nodded.

Lan Yu's nose was sour, she lowered her head, her fists clenched,

Hold back the excitement,

Seeing this, Chang Mao and Xu Da finally understood everything.

Prince, changed.

The state reserve, changed.

A new era is about to begin from the moment the ploughing ceremony is completed!

Zhu Xiongying untied the splendid cloth bag, faced the Ming Dynasty, and put the chopped potato cubes flat in his hand.

The crowd looked over with wide eyes,

The spring ploughing ceremony has been carried out for thousands of years, and the last step of each ploughing ceremony is to plant the five grains.

Never before was in a situation!

His Highness the Holy Sun, you want to plant a brand new crop?!

Is that the potato?!

Everyone held their breath, even the dullest of them knew,

Today is a testimony to history.

Throughout the winter, Zhu Yuanzhang spared no effort to popularize potatoes and corn.

Zhu Xiongying's high-yield grain with immortal materials was also popularized in the capital through tasting.

The people of the capital also began to gradually accept the new crops.

But

It's okay to just try to plant a small piece, but planting this new crop as the main force is completely different!

Zhu Xiongying's immature voice sounded, and his voice was full of firmness,

"Daming ploughs the fields, and from today all the potatoes and corn are mainly planted!

Try it out for a year!

If they do not plant, the government will take back the cultivated land.

Those who grow will be subsidized by the imperial court for three years' rations, and they will be tax-free throughout the year! ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this,

Zhu Xiongying's words couldn't be clearer,

As long as you try to plant new crops, you don't have to worry about anything else, whether it's rations or whatever, the court has covered it.

This is a sweet date.

And if you don't plant new crops, then you don't even plant the land!

It's a stick.

Zhu Xiongying has sweet dates in one hand and a big stick in the other, and pushes new crops to plant with an iron-blooded wrist.

Zhu Yunxi, who was in the crowd, looked at his brother with fanatical eyes,

Muttered,

"Thunder, rain and dew are all heavenly graces."

Zhu Xiongying, is his Zhu Yunxi's day,

It's the day of the Ming Dynasty!

planting new crops,

Every step of the previous careful planning has played an irreplaceable role,

Destroying the Buddha and enriching the treasury,

Even if it does not rely on taxes, it can support the operation of the Ming Dynasty for five consecutive years.

This gives farmers policy support for planting new crops.

Tax-free.

Northern expedition to the grassland, expanded pastoral production,

This gives the peasants food ration support,

So that even if they don't rely on farming, they can live a fertile year.

Under Zhu Xiongying's layout, the entire Ming Dynasty is like limbs and runs at high speed.

The ultimate goal is to be blessed by the climate of the country,

Plant new crops.

The people have the heart to cultivate, and the Ming Dynasty has the expectation of harvest.

Zhu Xiongying's expression was peaceful, wearing a black gold-inlaid dragon sacrifice dress,

The small figure bent down and planted.

Then he took out the corn kernels and bent down to plant another column.

This represents the firm determination of Daming to implement new crops,

Those who plant survive, and those who do not die die!

Zhu Xiongying didn't have the time to listen to everyone's opinions, which would only affect judgment.

Since you know that you are right, you just need to spare no effort to push,

The results speak for themselves!

There was silence, and the music stopped.

There was only the sound of Zhu Xiongying stepping into the cultivated land one by one,

Land is the lifeblood of the Central Plains.

Generation after generation of people have been digging in the soil, and in this cultivation and harvest, the greatest and longest dynasty in human history has been established.

Zhu Xiongying planted all the seeds,

Zhu Yuanzhang strode forward and handed over the holy decree in his arms to Zhu Tong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites,

Laughed

"Xuan."

Zhu Tong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, respectfully opened the holy decree, swept over the content of the holy decree, and was stunned in place as if struck by lightning.

Zhu Yuanzhang said dissatisfied,

"Don't be stunned!"

Zhu Tong, a man like a gentle breeze and drizzle, couldn't calm down anymore at this time.

His voice trembled,

"Decree!"

Everyone fell to their knees.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Biao, and Zhu Biao took Zhu Xiongying's hand.

Zhu Tong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, began to read,

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said:

Zhu Xiongying, the eldest grandson of the emperor, is honest and sincere, virtuous and a hundred lines, and is only in charge of the four seas.

From now on, he will be crowned as the national prince and succeed the unification.

Chin this! ”

Zhu Biao squeezed Zhu Xiongying's hand, as if he had handed over the heavy responsibility.

Zhu Xiongying clenched Zhu Biao's hand with his backhand,

There was a sudden heavy sense of responsibility in his chest.

Next, it's up to you.

There was a dead silence in the audience,

Li Wenzhong, Fu Youde, Tang He, Feng Sheng and the other martial artists were all stupid,

They didn't expect that this investment in the imperial grandson would be reaped so quickly!

Lan Yu, Chang Mao, Zhu Yunxi and the other descendants could not hide their excitement anymore,

Several people's eyes were red,

shouted in unison,

"Long live Your Highness, long live, long live!"

then

The sound of the mountain and the tsunami sounded,

"Long live Your Highness, long live, long live!"

Rites are back up.

In the midst of a long live voice,

It's been a change,

Holy Sun Zhu Xiongying as the new crown prince,

Stand.

...........

Qindi

The second Zhu Fan has been depressed since he returned to his hometown, and he can't usually do anything.

The cat for a winter, completely rotten.

He knows it,

The battle of the grassland may be his last battle, and the entire Ming Dynasty will be stable for more than ten years, or decades.

Just opening up such a large territory as the grassland is already a great achievement.

It's hard to fight any further.

The second Zhu Fan regretted it countless times, why was he scared back by a big sole of his father?!

If

If you do it again, you will never be afraid again!

The second child is depressed,

Cui Yanghao, the main bookkeeper, stumbled in, holding the holy decree in his hand,

The second Zhu Fan raised his eyelids and glanced at it, just like a sleeping tiger, he couldn't lift up a little strength,

said listlessly,

"What? Pushing down new crops? ”

Cui Yanghao nodded heavily,

The second Zhu Fan waved his hand,

"What the eldest nephew advocates, we have to do it, you push it down.

Whoever is disobedient and dares not to plant, we don't need to talk nonsense,

Cut directly for fertilization. ”

Cui Yanghao shook his head again,

The second Zhu Fan had never seen Cui Yanghao like this, and he realized that something was wrong.

Standing up,

The voice asked excitedly,

"Something's wrong?"

Cui Yanghao made a gesture to open the holy decree and read it, but the second child stopped Cui Yanghao,

Urgent,

"What do you say first?"

Cui Yanghao's voice trembled,

"The prince has changed!"

As soon as the words fell, the murderous atmosphere in the house was filled in an instant,

The second Zhu Fan stood up,

The eyes like a tiger and wolf swept over Cui Yanghao,

It's like a beast that chooses people and devours them,

"Who the hell replaced my eldest brother?!

Lao Tzu is not convinced!

Led troops into Beijing!! ”