Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

"Haha. Some people are just gifted!"

Zhang Xin was actually quite curious too.

In his previous life, Prince Ning was even busier than this.

Because Princess Ning died early, many women entered his harem, and he later had a total of six sons and fourteen daughters.

Despite all this, Prince Ning still lived a long life. At least when Zhang Xin died in her previous life, Prince Ning was still alive and well.

In this life, Princess Ning is still alive, and the backyard is peaceful.

Maybe live to eighty or ninety?

That’s great. I can help take care of Zhu Zhanji then.

"Okay, shall we go to Uncle Wu's place together this afternoon? Or shall we go separately?"

Zhang Xin ignored the matter and asked about the afternoon schedule instead.

"Come together. I'll go to the main hall to ask for leave for the younger ones. Let's go together."

Zhu Gaochi felt that being alone was more lively.

It's also good for the children to get some fresh air.

The villa was still a little small, and since Zhu Zhanji was not there, there was no one to take the three children out to play.

"Row."

Zhang Xin agreed and began to arrange the travel.

Xu and Zhu Di also want to go.

So this trip caused quite a stir.

However, the Royal Botanical Gardens is just behind the Imperial City, not far away, so you don’t need to prepare too many things.

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When the group arrived at the botanical garden.

King Zhou was already waiting at the gate of the botanical garden.

After a simple greeting, King Zhou couldn't wait to pull Zhu Di to see his latest discovery.

"What? What did you say? All the plants in this garden can report natural disasters?"

When he arrived at the place, King Zhou stuffed a thick booklet into Zhu Di's hand. Before he had turned a few pages, he was surprised by King Zhou's words.

"Yes, Fourth Brother. Plants can talk!"

King Zhou had a serious expression on his slightly dark face.

"Have you become stupid from growing things?"

Zhu Di raised his hand and wanted to touch his brother's forehead.

"Brother - I'm not stupid! Really, if you look at them individually, of course they can't speak. They are not the seeds of the immortals. But when they are connected together, it's different."

The King of Zhou did not keep anyone in suspense.

After arranging everyone to sit down in the pavilion, he began to explain the whole story to everyone.

The botanical garden was originally established by King Zhou mainly to find out what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten, and to compile it into a book so that in times of disaster, the common people can find wild animals that grow naturally in the wild to survive.

Zhang Xin moved all the people in the botanical garden to Beijing and assigned more staff.

This trend is quite different.

All the different plants that can be collected in the garden, edible and inedible, are recorded.

The entire process of each plant, from seed growth, rooting, sprouting, flowering and fruiting, is recorded.

In recent years, I have also been engaged in the work of cultivating seeds and improving varieties.

So over the past decade or so, every morning, people in the garden have to look at all the different plants in the botanical garden one by one.

They have been doing this for a long time.

There is a warehouse with detailed records of the growth process of various plants.

That day, King Zhou occasionally flipped through it.

We found that for the same plant, some years it blooms and bears fruit early, some years it blooms and bears fruit late, and some years it blooms and bears fruit on time.

As a person who would ask questions when he didn't understand something, King Zhou called the people in the garden to ask questions.

The answers vary.

It could be due to insufficient care, insufficient green manure, abnormal climate that year, etc.

But, overall, it's likely that climate has the greatest impact.

Because everyone in the garden is taking care of their own crops, very few are not well taken care of.

Everyone sat down and discussed it.

reached a conclusion.

Plants are like seismographs.

The seismograph reports earthquakes.

The plants in the botanical garden report all natural disasters.

Every plant that doesn't sprout when it should, doesn't bloom when it should, and doesn't bear fruit when it should can all be correlated to the natural disasters and climate of that year.

Floods, droughts, frosts, and heavy snow.

Everyone has different reactions.

This reaction can even occur two cycles earlier.

In other words, during the planting process, as long as we see whether it can grow on time according to the growth rules, we will know what kind of natural disasters it may face next.

Plants have different sensitivities to natural disasters.

For example, pumpkins and eggplants are very sensitive to frost. As long as their stems and leaves begin to turn black and twist, there must be a severe frost that year.

For example, there is a flower called the treadmill flower. When it is in bloom, the next day will be sunny. If the flower looks listless, the next day will be cloudy.

There is also a plant that King Ning sent back. It becomes shy when touched and was named Mimosa by King Zhou. It is even more magical.

Under normal circumstances, the leaves of the mimosa begin to stretch out two quarters of an hour before sunrise and close up two quarters of an hour after sunset, which is very punctual and regular.

But one time, the grass closed during the day and stretched at night. On that day, there was a small earthquake in the suburbs of Beijing.

Mimosa can not only predict earthquakes, but also react to thunderstorms and strong winds in advance.

"So awesome! Fifth uncle, I want a mimosa!"

Zhu Jiabao was fascinated by what he heard and made a request immediately.

"So what Fifth Brother is saying is that we should plant some of these plants that can predict natural disasters in the fields?"

Xu asked.

"Ordinary people can interplant some edible and useful plants, such as mimosa, which our government plants on the roadside as a warning. The most important thing is to explain it clearly to the people."

King Zhou thought both were fine.

"Hehe, Fifth Uncle, that's no problem. My brother's Beijing News does just that."

In addition to attending classes recently, Zhu Zhanyong also had an important task entrusted to him by Xu, which was to find materials for Zhu Zhanji's "Beijing News".

"Okay, and here's this peach. Sister-in-law, try it and see if it tastes good."

King Zhou was not good at speaking, so after simply responding to Zhu Zhanyong's request, he picked a bright red peach from the stone table in the pavilion and handed it to Xu.

"Just bite it? Tourmaline, cut it open. Otherwise, your teeth will break!"

Xu looked at the black line on the fist-sized peach.

"No, sister-in-law, this one is ripe, the skin can be torn off, and the inside is soft. Thanks to Mr. Yu, we can eat soft peaches in the future, which are almost the same as persimmons."

King Zhou picked up a peach and stuffed it into Zhu Di's hand. He also took one and peeled it to demonstrate to Xu.

Seeing that his fifth uncle had no intention of giving it to them, Zhu Gaochi raised his chin to signal Qian'er to start working.

After he, Zhang Xin and a few other kids got their hands on the fruits, they also started to peel them.

"Wow. I ate a little messily, but it was delicious!!! My appetite is back!"

Xu was the first to eat it. After taking a bite, the peach juice immediately flowed down to her chin and she exclaimed in amazement!

"Whatever you have, take them all back! Who planted them? Mr. Yu? Give him five hundred taels!"

Zhu Di hadn't eaten yet, but upon hearing this he immediately said something to his brother.

Lately, nothing tasted good to Xu, and he was almost worried to death. He came at the perfect time.

[Small science: Mimosa also came from South America in the middle and late Ming Dynasty. However, since we already have sweet potatoes, let’s pretend we have mimosa. Also, peaches were hard before the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.]