The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Listening to Emperor Hongzhi's inquiry, Xiao Jing smiled.

But he was uncomfortable in his heart.

As the **** in charge of Si Lijian and the father of the Dongjiji Factory, his greatest fear was that His Majesty clearly ordered himself to check the details of His Royal Highness.

Why was Xiao Jing ignorant at the time of the potato? In fact, the root cause is that His Royal Highness the Prince is in Xishan.

Therefore, Dongchang tried hard to avoid going to Xishan to investigate.

There are so many taboos about such things!

His Royal Highness is the future emperor. You East Factory dare to secretly investigate the prince, anyone in the future, as long as secretly make a small report, His Royal Highness, the future emperor, how would you imagine?

No matter what associations will eventually be generated, Xiao Jing's troubles are not small.

So he had to be confused, and Dongchang would never dare to go to Xishan to set up any spies, because as long as His Royal Highness the Prince knew in the future, no matter what he did not find, whether it was reported to His Majesty, it might be Xiao Jing in the future. The handle of hospice.

The factory guards are pervasive, but they must be clear about who can be probed, and who you must hide away from, and you should not ask anything that should not be asked, even if someone sends these messages to you. In the lobby of the factory, Xiao Jing was absolutely afraid to look at it.

In the past, His Majesty the Emperor at most asked what the prince was doing, and Xiao Jing ’s answer was very simple. This did not require a secret visit at all. Just let the individual run blatantly to Zhan Shifu and ask about His Highness ’s itinerary. Everything is unremarkable, and there are records to check, but now, it is equivalent to inquiring the privacy of His Royal Highness. This ... it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no hidden dangers in the future.

But since His Majesty asked about it, and pointed out that Dongchang had to check it out, if he did not go, His Majesty would not be able to explain it here. If there was any slight concealment before His Majesty today, it would be more serious. Bully the king.

So ... although Xiao Jing was smiling, he was wronged in his heart. Sandwiched between these royal fathers and sons, it's really hard to be a man.

At this time, Xiao Jing could only faithfully say: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince came to the East Palace, wandered around, and went to Xishan."

"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi held a spoon, still eating mashed potatoes, seemingly irrelevant, but this was silent, but obviously he was particularly concerned about what Xiao Jing was intensively doing.

"And then?"

Seeing that Xiao Jing did not continue, the Emperor Hongzhi asked.

"The hall went down to Xishan and ate potatoes."

"Really?" Emperor Hongzhi lowered his head and looked at the mashed potatoes on the plate. Does this kid still have this hobby?

But ... just because of this, why don't you just talk to me? Why is it so sneaky?

"Also?"

Emperor Hongzhi always felt that it was not that simple. He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Jing with a smile.

He knew that there must be something inside.

What does the prince look like? If he, the father, doesn't know, then it is really a failure.

Xiao Jing was embarrassed by Emperor Hongzhi, and his face was bitter gourd: "His Royal Highness eats ... what he eats is ... potato roast beef."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi subconsciously looked at the mashed potatoes in the dish, and his stomach smelled of potatoes, making him hiccup ...

roast potatoes and beef……

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, and casually continued to ask, "Where did the beef come from?"

"Dead, so Fang Jifan bought it and slaughtered it for cooking." Xiao Jingdao said.

Hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi stretched his face and said in a deep voice: "It was bought by the prince. Don't count them as followers. I know there are some things that you dare not say."

"This ..." Xiao Jing felt sweaty in his palm, and even trembled in his heart, but nodded and said, "It seems to be."

"How did this cow die?"

The more your majesty goes to the bottom, the greater the pressure on Xiao Jing, because he knows that perhaps his majesty already has an answer in his heart. This is called Dong Ruo Guan Huo. If he conceals anything, it may make His Majesty doubt himself. His good day It really came to an end.

Xiao Jing stubbornly said: "From the investigation of Suncheon Mansion, the local bodyguard and the local gentry, the cow was hit by the boulder of the sky and was killed."

"A click, the sky fell?" Emperor Hongzhi's lips chuckled, but the smile was obviously mocked a little: "If you walk on the street, will the sky click and drop a boulder?"

"Slaughter ..." Xiao Jing hurriedly fell down and said: "In fact, I have also checked. These things are not impossible. The factory guards have had many records about the flying stones in the past hundred years, such as in Hongzhi for three years ..."

"Let's say less." Emperor Hongzhi glared at Xiao Jing and interrupted him directly.

Xiao Jing smacked his lips and seemed to feel that his explanation was a little pale. He grinned hard: "That ... Your Majesty, they have a bullying book."

Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyes and thought for a moment, then silenced for a moment, and said: "Let ’s pay attention to whether the cows raised by the villagers near Xishan still have lost and abnormal things from now on. How many dead and lost How many are reported. "

"This ... Your Majesty, is it ..."

Emperor Hongzhi shook his head and said: "You don't understand, there will be two in all things, and there will be three in two things. Let me stare."

"Yes."

Xiao Jingshi was reluctant to track this down for Emperor Hongzhi. He was afraid of death, but he had no choice but to pay a ritual, saying it was Zunzhi.

………………

The ranks of the capital have been fierce, and countless people want to see what this potato is.

In fact, in the vicinity of the capital, some land prices have begun to shake, and more people went to Xishan to find out.

Like a monkey, in the densely planted potato field, the shed has been dismantled, with three layers on the inside and three layers on the outside, surrounded by scholars and local gentry.

The captains and fighters were all alive, and today they changed their clothes and surrounded the potato field, and then the captains began to plan potatoes.

One stone, two stones ... ten stones, people excitedly reported one after another amazing numbers. There are elderly people, although their hair is white, but at the moment it is crying.

"Heaven pity our people ..." The old man burst into tears.

In this life, seeing this kind of scene is not alive.

In fact, the old gentry also had some fields near Gyeonggi, and he was an old talent. After repeated failures, he simply didn't pass the exam and kept his home business well, including his grandson.

As far as the land price fell, he felt a little bit painful.

But it is strange to say that he himself did not know whether to cry or laugh. After reading a book for a lifetime, what he was asking was not Cang Linzuo, but did the people know the gift? Is n’t it just that there is no hunger in the world?

Seeing the potatoes dig out one by one, people reported one by one, and the heart of the old showman was trembling. When it was over, the ground was definitely worthless, but ... people like them, with workshops for squeezing oil, also raised Some animals are still able to maintain their decent past.

In fact, the land is still these land, where more food can grow, the days will only be more prosperous, and the price of land will fall, after all, it is just the number on paper.

Lao Xiu was always tears and tears, like a dream, when he reported to Shi Shi, he exhaled for a long time, his eyes shining.

"Okay, it's good, Taiping Shengshi, what's wrong." Lao Xiu shook his head, excitedly a little ugly with his side or his face, or excited, or a little pain in his heart, but after all, it was still a happy humane. : "We used to have food, but some people were hungry, but nowadays everyone is short of food, what's wrong? This potato is so good, we are under the sage's door, isn't that what we want? Some people?" Ye Gong is a good dragon. Usually, he is plausible. Everyday he lives under the sage's door, but because the potatoes come out, the land price fluctuates a bit, so he has to stomping and niang. Everyone in this world has a meal. The wife is flat, and the land is natural. It ’s not scarce anymore. It ’s just what you deserve. This person is shameless. The old man is ashamed of this person! ”

A curse made many people feel the same and nodded one after another.

The saint ’s book is still beneficial. Gentlemen have read it. After all, the emergence of this potato will not completely defeat their family business. ~ Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It ’s just that they will hurt some interests compared to ordinary people. That's it. Therefore, Lao Xiu's awe-inspiring words aroused everyone's interest.

Among the crowd, some people said: "Go around, try this potato, and feel good. The grain seeds issued by the Thousand Households in Tuntian District, whoever wants to plant them, can take them back to plant them. The deputy thousand households Zhang Xin has published it. His method of sowing and eating sweet potatoes and potatoes ... "

"Go, try it."

In the dining hall, the vocals were full.

A cow has been peeled in the back kitchen.

Zhu Houzhao is really luck towards this bull silly music. I do n’t know why recently. There are always cows without long eyes. When I go out to eat grass, I do n’t even look at the almanac. Unexpected disasters always come out of nowhere.

Fang Jifan was dripping with sweat, watching the men holding the oxen knife and peeling off the cowhide. Fang Jifan knew in his heart that the beef cattle breeding plan must be done without delay, otherwise ... he would be killed sooner or later.

In the canteen, a group of people sang yellow rice porridge, and each one bitterly, and then half a bowl of mashed potatoes came up. Everyone tasted it, and they shouted in joy.

But immediately, a sign was hung out "potato roast beef: one or two", "sour and spicy potato shreds, three hundred dollars".

"..."

Everyone chewed the mashed potatoes in their mouth ... Suddenly, there was a feeling of being forcibly slaughtered.

"Come, try it." Lao Xiu just patted the table and said with pride: "Give the old man a roast beef and a potato shred."

Beef is a luxury item, and potato roast beef is a delicacies that no one has ever tried in a lifetime.

Silver ... is a trivial matter!

The land price has lost so much, do you still care about being slaughtered for one or two silver?

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Sorry, the situation is special today, and the update is relatively late, I hope everyone understands!