Transmigrated into the book to become the villain prince, the son of the plane to destroy

Changning Palace, Qinzheng Palace.

"Long live, long live, my emperor."

All civil and military officials bowed down together, and the mountain shouted long live.

"Everyone loves to be flat."

Xiao Ji nodded slightly, showing no expression of happiness or anger.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

All the officials worshiped again, then got up, left Wen and right Wu divided into two shifts.

As usual, Xiao Ji glanced at all the officials in the palace, unexpectedly saw King Qi Xiao Jie, and couldn't help showing a knowing smile.

The other ministers in the palace also noticed Xiao Jie's existence, and they couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. After all, everyone had heard that the King of Qi usually didn't go to court if there was nothing wrong, and as long as he went to court, something big was bound to happen.

"If you have something to play, you will retreat."

Lian Yi, who was standing beside the dragon chair, waved the whisk in his hand, and asked all the civil and military officials in the hall as a matter of routine.

The ministers in the palace didn't move, they just cast their eyes on King Qi Xiao Jie, each with more complicated expressions.

Xiao Jie also felt the eyes from all directions, and he couldn't help laughing in his heart. He obviously just came to the court to announce the good news, and these ministers were too sensitive.

Seeing that the other ministers had no intention of making a performance, Xiao Jie stopped being polite and went out directly: "Report to Emperor Father, I have something to report to you."

Xiao Ji nodded slightly: "My emperor, please tell me."

Many ministers secretly pricked up their ears at the same time, for fear of missing a word.

Xiao Jie smiled slightly: "Reporting to Father, the potatoes in my son's farm have reached the harvest time, so I have come to report to Father."

Hearing that Xiao Jie didn't mention anyone's name, many ministers secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became a little confused, what the hell is this potato?

However, some ministers quickly realized that Qi Wang Xiao Jie got a lot of land from the aristocratic families in Guanzhong and Heluo. Instead of planting good wheat, he insisted on planting exotic flowers and plants from the West. Potatoes are gone.Although many ministers did not say it on the surface, they secretly sneered at it in their hearts.

After all, food is the most important thing for the people. If a good fertile land does not grow food, but to grow some potatoes, it is a waste of money. Even if these potatoes have a good harvest, so what?Can it still be eaten as a meal?

Xiao Ji was also a little puzzled. As soon as he heard that the potatoes could be grown in Mobei, he secretly became concerned about the matter, and specially told Xiao Jie to notify him immediately once the potatoes were ready to be harvested. He must see it with his own eyes. Take a look at the magic of this new food crop from the West.

It's just that he didn't know if his son might have misunderstood what he meant, and instead of quietly entering the palace to inform him, he brought the matter to the court with great fanfare and made it public.

However, since Xiao Jie had already told about the potato harvest, Xiao Ji could only go along with the flow and said with a smile: "This is really good news. Why don't you tell the civil and military officials in the palace what is so magical about this potato?" .”

Xiao Jie smiled, glanced at the ministers with different expressions in the hall, and then continued: "To tell you the truth, this potato is a new food crop I introduced from the West. I heard that the yield is extremely high. The staple food for two meals."

All the officials in the palace suddenly burst into an uproar, one by one whispering and discussing, but there was a bit of suspicion in their eyes.

If the potato was just a new food crop from the West, they would not have such a big reaction. After all, the world is so big that there are all kinds of surprises. It is not surprising that there are any fresh food crops in the West.

But you must know that staple food and grain are not the same concept. For example, rice, wheat, and soybeans are both grains, but rice and wheat are staple foods and can be eaten as a meal, while soybeans can only be counted as complementary foods, although they can be used occasionally. to fill their stomachs, but people cannot live on eating soybeans all the time.

But now Xiao Jie told them that this potato is the staple food of Westerners' two meals a day. Doesn't that mean that besides rice and wheat, the common people have a new choice for farming.

Lu Yong, the Minister of the Household Department, could no longer stand still. Their Household Department was in charge of the world's money and food, so as the Minister of the Household Department, he asked a question that the officials in the palace were most concerned about: "Dare to ask His Royal Highness King Qi, do you know how much the potato yield per mu is?" how?"

This question also asked the voices of other people. Since it is a new food crop or a staple food, what they are most concerned about is its yield per mu. If it is not as good as wheat and rice, how big is this so-called new staple food? meaning?At most, it is to let the people have multiple choices for their jobs.

Xiao Jie didn't answer directly, but smiled and said to Lu Yong: "Lu Shangshu, for your question, I think there is someone who is more suitable to answer you."

Afterwards, Xiao Jie ignored the bewildered Lu Yong, and instead said loudly to Xiao Ji: "Royal father, the ninth younger brother has been waiting outside the hall for a long time, and he has been taking care of my son's farm, planting potatoes. He has always been in charge of the matter, Father might as well announce Jiudi to enter the palace, and let him answer Lu Shangshu's questions."

All the ministers in the palace looked even more bewildered, wondering how a little potato could be related to King Wu Xiao Jue again.

A strange color flashed in Xiao Ji's eyes inadvertently, how could he not understand what was going on in his heart, if potatoes were really high-yield, and they could be grown in Mobei, it would be a great contribution, but Xiao Jie didn't Monopolizing this credit, instead, he took the initiative to pass it on to his younger brother Xiao Jue.

Although he was deeply relieved in his heart, Xiao Ji remained calm on the face, and just nodded lightly to Lian Yi who was beside him.

Lian Yi immediately understood, and quickly shouted out of the hall: "Xuanwu King Xiao Jue enters the hall."

Not long after, a figure walked slowly into the hall, and then bowed three times to Xiao Ji who was sitting on the dragon chair: "My son, Xiao Jue, see my father, long live my father, long live my father."

The ministers in the palace looked at Xiao Jue who was kneeling on the ground, and they couldn't help but secretly startled. Some couldn't believe their eyes, and saw that the Wu Wang Xiao Jue in front of him had a dark complexion. The children of farmers who work in the fields all day long are no different.

Even though he was prepared in his heart, Xiao Ji still couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw his son like this, and his tone softened a lot: "Emperor, let's get down."

As soon as Xiao Jue thanked En and got up, Lu Yong, Minister of the Household Department, couldn't wait to ask his own question: "Dare to ask His Highness King Wu, what is the yield of potatoes per mu?"

Xiao Jue didn't answer right away, but glanced at Xiao Jie, and seeing Xiao Jie smiling and nodding to himself, he felt relieved, and then said to Lu Yong: "Return to Lu Shangshu, according to our inference, the yield of potatoes per mu is more than 20 shi. so much."

As soon as these words came out, all the officials in the palace couldn't help being in an uproar again, and everyone's eyes showed disbelief.

You know, the yield per mu of wheat and rice is generally between half a stone and one stone. If the yield of potatoes is more than 20 stones per mu, wouldn’t it be twenty to forty times more?

They all wondered if Xiao Jue made a slip of the tongue and said more than 20 stones instead of more than [-] stones, but even if the yield per mu is more than two stones, this figure is amazing enough.

If other people had said these words, I am afraid that Lu Yong would have scolded the other party for talking nonsense and talking nonsense, but Xiao Jue is a dignified prince after all, and it is not good for Lu Yong to speak rudely to him, so he could only say euphemistically: "His Royal Highness, With all due respect, the yield of more than 20 stones per mu is too exaggerated."

In fact, what he didn't know was that Xiao Jue couldn't believe this number at first, but he personally pulled out a few mature potato seedlings from several potato fields, weighed the potatoes produced by himself, and then calculated according to the weight of one acre of field The data of potato seedlings infers the yield per mu. According to Xiao Jue, the yield of more than 20 stones per mu is still a very conservative figure.

Seeing that Xiao Jue wanted to explain, Xiao Jie interjected with a smile on the sidelines: "Father, the so-called deception is delusion, seeing is believing. Since the ninth brother said that the yield of potatoes per mu is more than 20 shi, and Lu Shangshu thinks that this figure It's too exaggerated, since that's the case, why not go out of the city with your father and colleagues tomorrow, and I will order the farmers to harvest an acre of potatoes in front of everyone, and then we will know whether Jiudi's words are exaggerated."

At this moment, Xiao Ji finally understood why Xiao Jie wanted to tell the story of the potato harvest in the court hall. It turned out that this was his idea. He wanted to go and witness the yield of this potato from the West with him.

He felt that Xiao Jie's move was a bit risky. After all, the yield per mu of more than 20 shi was too astonishing. If the difference was too big, wouldn't his two sons lose face?

But since Xiao Jie had already proposed it on his own initiative, he couldn't object. He just looked at the officials in the palace and asked in a deep voice, "What do you think?"

The officials in the palace looked at each other, but no one came forward to speak. Although they didn't believe that there was any new crop that could produce more than 20 stones per mu, they also wanted to see the jokes of the two brash princes, but they didn't want to make such a head, so as not to Will be hated in the future.

At this moment, Xiao Jie secretly exchanged glances with Su Hong, and Su Hong came out and said, "Your Majesty Qi Zuo, the old minister agrees with His Highness King Qi's words. Seeing is believing. If there is such a staple food with an yield of more than 20 shi per mu, Wouldn't it be able to benefit the common people in the world."

Now that Su Hong took the lead, other ministers echoed one after another: "I also agree with His Royal Highness King Qi's words, seeing is believing."

Now that the conversation has come to this point, Xiao Ji can only take a look at his two sons, and said helplessly: "In this case, all the Qing family will go out of the city with me tomorrow to see what happened."

Xiao Jie and Xiao Jue exchanged glances, and the two brothers saw a smile in each other's eyes.