I engaged in modernization in ancient times

Mo Shaoheng's voice came out, and there were many discussions around.

Zhinan and Zhibei wore masks, probably because Mo Shaoheng had seen them in the caravan returning to Beijing, so he deliberately covered them and looked at each other.

How dare you offer suggestions to solve the refugee problem in the public hall?

As we all know, their northern Liang is barren and their food production is not abundant. Once there is a disaster year, it will be difficult for the whole country to solve.

This time refugees from the six places in Xunzhou came to Beijing, but the situation was no worse than that of the disaster year.

The root of this difficulty is to have enough food. No matter how powerful Immortal Linjiang is, he can't conjure up food out of thin air.

Therefore, it is indeed shocking enough to say in public that he wants to offer suggestions to solve the refugee problem, but once the suggestions offered are a little sloppy and fail to achieve results, one can imagine what the result will be. Not enough to lose.

Zhinan and Zhibei couldn't help looking at Zhao Di.

As a result, Zhao Di's expression didn't change at all.

Their master's ability to keep calm at this door is also powerful enough that people can't see any thoughts, and they don't see how incredible and shocking the spectators have fallen into because of Lin Jiangxian's words.

Zhao Di was actually puzzled in his heart, but Mo Shaoheng's beautiful little head was so smart, he still had some impressions. During the ten years when Mo Shaoheng was sent to the palace, he lived in the same palace as him. Mo Shaoheng didn't care much about him, so he would try every means to get rid of him every time, and he would succeed every time, but there was a heavily guarded palace there, and his little head at that time was only ten years old, and he was already able to play tricks on people. Gotta go around.

Thinking about it now, Mo Shaoheng's body seemed to be forever covered with a veil that made it impossible to see clearly, and his thoughts were so wild that it was unimaginable.

Because they live in the same hall, they naturally have more contacts than others.

He still remembered that that little head loved to climb up to the roof of the palace, put his hands on his chin like an adult, looked at the starry sky, and then said some inexplicable words to him.

"Do you know? The seemingly insignificant stars in the sky are actually the same as the earth under our feet. They are vast and boundless, and they are all huge balls."

After finishing speaking, it is inevitable to say another sentence, "I forgot that you are still a kid, and you don't understand if you say it."

At that time, Zhao Di felt that the little head sitting on the roof dragging his chin seemed to be covered with starlight, like the most shining star in the sky, shining brightly in front of people's eyes.

Now that I think about it, it's all nonsense, a little liar who stunned him with unfounded things.

She must have deliberately attracted his attention because she wanted to seek his protection. After all, life in the palace is not that simple, and she has to be protected by him.

He was extremely cunning and slippery at such a young age, how could he put himself in a dangerous situation in such a special period in the public hall.

This is certain, but he doesn't know which play Mo Shaoheng is playing now. Now it's not as simple as fooling a group of children when he was a child.

The people around were indeed shocked. While discussing enthusiastically, they paid attention to the carriage.

Mo Shaoheng still didn't get out of the carriage, but no one seemed to think about whether this was in line with the etiquette rules, and all attention was attracted by the words just now.

Mo Shaoheng didn't beat around the bush, and asked Nan Yi to deliver a food box to Zhao Di.

Everyone was still wondering why the two people in the carriage were so mysterious. Look at the little man in Taoist robes carrying a food box and wearing a bamboo hat to cover his head.

It is estimated that only a few people in Yan Wang's mansion know the reason. If Xiao Shizi is now placed in front of everyone openly, I am afraid that it will really cause a thousand waves.

Mo Shaoheng's voice came from the carriage, "Your Highness, it's in the food box."

Everyone's eyes could not help but look at the food box.

Can this food box solve the refugee problem?

Is it too...

If it weren't for Linjiang Xian's previous reputation, he might have already boiled over.

Zhao Di was also looking at the food box that Zhibei took over, and everyone's gazes never left Zhao Di's hand that was about to open the food box.

The food box was opened, and all sounds stopped.

I saw that there were no clever tricks in the food box, nor any strange things.

What does this mean?

Just like the most common food box, there are only two things inside, a cake and a bowl of porridge.

Everyone couldn't help being stunned.

Even Zhao Di frowned imperceptibly, his little head probably really took a step out of the cliff this time.

In the silence, Zhao Di said without changing his face, "What do you mean?"

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, his voice was quite magnetic, tsk tsk.

Hurry up to interrupt the weird thoughts, any love between children is fake, and the lessons of the previous life are not enough? Any vows to eachother will change one day, not to mention that the other party is still dry in his memory. He thought he would be a bamboo pole when he grew up Bastard, he'd better concentrate on his career, um, he should concentrate on surviving.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "Why don't you taste it first, Your Highness?"

Everyone: "..."

Knowing the south and knowing the north had weird expressions, and they knew that the person in the carriage was Mo Shaoheng, the young prince who was engaged to their master, and the porridge was delivered to the door, which always felt a little subtle.

The eyes kept on looking at their masters. If they could add words on top of their heads, it would definitely be the words "melon-eating people".

Behind Zhao Di came a middle-aged man who seemed to be inspecting the cakes and porridge. He should be a master of medicine raised by the Palace of King Yan.

Everyone couldn't help but be taken aback when they saw it, would King Yan really want to taste it?

They, King Yan of Beiliang, are notoriously hard-hearted and unkind.

If he really tasted this porridge for the sake of refugees, it seems that King Yan is not as rumored, his body is full of cold blood from Nanli people, and he has no affection for them Beiliang people.

The pharmacist nodded towards Zhao Di and Zhinan Zhibei.

Knowing the South and Knowing the North is actually not very worried that Mo Shaoheng will harm their master. After all, Mo Shaoheng said that he was brought up by King Yan's mother and concubine since he was a child. , unless really crazy.

They were also a little surprised, their master could really taste it?In the past, I'm afraid he would say coldly, "Many things."

Of course, those who know the south and the north also know that it is good for their master to taste it in public, because it is for the refugees from Xunzhou to taste this rough cake and light porridge.

I don't know since when, it has been rumored in the market that their master's heart is cold, and the blood of Nanli's royal family is destined not to really care about the people of Beiliang.

The people who spread these news are really cruel, but there is nothing they can do about the rumors. No one can deny that their master's mother and concubine are the princesses of Nanli.

Today's move, although it is impossible to dispel the rumors, will let people see something else.

Zhao Di took a bite of the cake and drank the porridge. Sure enough, the expressions of the crowd changed somewhat.

Cakes and porridges of unknown origin, even if they are inspected by a pharmacist, but as a noble blood of the royal family, there is no need to take this risk in person.

"How does it taste?" Mo Shaoheng asked.

Looking at the cake and porridge, Zhao Di seemed to be thinking about something, and replied, "The cake is softer, and the porridge is sweeter."

Everyone didn't speak. If it was just a delicious food, the joke would be too big. They didn't believe that Linjiang Xian would do such a ignorant thing.

Zhao Di raised his head, "There is only half of the rice in the cake and porridge, what is the other half?"

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, he really saw the key point.

Mo Shaoheng observed the surrounding crowd from the gap, his performance has already attracted enough attention and attention.

almost.

At this moment, Nan Yi got into the carriage and took out a box, and handed it to Zhao Di in full view.

Everyone stretched their heads, and they probably guessed that the key should be in this box.

When the box was opened, there was a complete silence, only to see a bunch of white Sophora japonica flowers lying quietly in the box.

They are very familiar with this thing, they will go to the suburbs to plant pagoda trees every year to pay homage to Mr. Huaishan. Yashi also often meet for outings and enjoy Sophora japonica.

Mo Shaoheng's voice also came out at this moment, "Sophora pagoda tree flowers are edible."

There are only four words, but they are powerful.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "As you can see, the cakes and porridge in King Yan's hands are all made with half of the Sophora japonica flower, which not only tastes more delicious and sweet, but also clears heat and relieves heat."

"I have a large area of ​​Sophora japonica on the outskirts of Liangjing. Although it is impossible to completely solve the food problem of the refugees, it can save a lot of food, relieve the pressure on the court, and buy time for the refugees..."

"Wow!"

They naturally understand what Mo Shaoheng said, and they also know how many pagoda tree forests there are outside their city. The food for the relief of refugees does not need to be rich, just a bowl of gruel is enough. If the pagoda tree flower can really be added to the food, Anyone can imagine that this is equivalent to a lot of extra food out of thin air.

Food is too important to Beiliang. If it is true, it will not only relieve the pressure of the refugees to a great extent, but also have a certain impact on the life of Beiliang in the future.

Year after year, they used to pay homage to the locust tree planted by Mr. Huaishan, but it has such a use?

Liangjing, as the most affluent and prosperous city in Beiliang, was naturally not short of food in the past, so no one made an idea on the ornamental Sophora japonica, even if someone accidentally discovered that Sophora japonica is edible, it is impossible to mass spread.

If a new food is not deliberately promoted on a large scale, it will actually take hundreds or thousands of years to become popular and spread.

His eyes couldn't help looking at the cake and porridge in Zhao Di's hand.

The surprise on Zhao Di's face couldn't help but flashed by. No wonder he felt that the soft and glutinous things in the cakes and porridge looked familiar, and it was most likely the steamed Sophora japonica flower.

Strings of Sophora japonica flowers that were originally only used for appreciation are taken down and used as food, isn't that what it looks like.

Both Zhibei and Zhinan could not help but take a step forward, and looked at it more carefully, "It's really Sophora japonica!"

Can you eat it?

Didn't you see that their master ate it himself?It also boasted that it was softer and sweeter.

Their masters, whatever their status, can eat them. Could it be that those refugees can't eat them?

It's just that Xiao Shizi made this method public in public. They can all imagine what the locust forest in the suburbs will look like after a while. Telling them secretly how good the master is and how to handle this matter well is a big deal for the court. No small contribution, even adding the Sophora japonica flowers in the suburbs can't really solve the refugee food problem, but it is equivalent to a batch of food popping up out of thin air, which is a big deal.

Zhao Di confessed to Zhinan Zhibei in a low voice, presumably for someone to control the pagoda tree forest in the suburbs.

Although this strategy was dedicated to Zhao Di, it was known to everyone. Some shameless people would naturally take credit for it, and some bold and greedy ones might even want to make a fortune.

It's been crazy around.

The importance of Mo Shaoheng's strategy to the moment when refugees flooded into Liangjing, even ordinary people knew the significance of it, how much food would be saved.

I don't know who it is, and murmured, "I, a celebrity in Beiliang, should be like this."

"Be a human being and be an immortal of Linjiang."

What is it like to compete with famous people from Nanli, those who win or lose are important, but the real famous people of the country are not fighting for power, but worrying about the people of the world and dividing the country like now.

"Linjiang Immortal, a real celebrity."

This is of great significance to Mo Shaoheng, because even if he wins against all the celebrities from the Nanli Mission, although he has a high reputation, in the hearts of everyone, he can only be a great celebrity.

But it's different now, he has relieved the country's worries, and he has contributed to Beiliang.

Thanks to Beiliang, there is a possibility of arguing and a chance of survival.