Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

Time flies like a white horse, passing quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Wan Zhen'er was pregnant for nearly a month. During this month, the emperor had no sexual life, some were bored, some were hungry, and some... were just looking for trouble.

It is as sinful to kill Menda and put him in prison, with nothing worth tens of thousands, to order Zhang Shantong to murder people.Zixu Bansheng, Congzi Qianhuqing, son-in-law commander Yang Guan and his party commander Niu Xun and other nine people were demoted and demoted poorly.

The emperor personally went to see how much money was in the 'Juwan', and went out of the palace to the treasury of the household department.

The servant of the household department led the way. Under the suggestion of the store manager, he brought the emperor to a tall, wide and endless mountain of money: "Your Majesty, these are the money confiscated from Menda's house. One part is copper coins, and the other part is money." silver, and a little gold"

Zhu Jianshen raised his head, stood beside the mountain of money, and sighed leisurely: "A lot of money!"

"Exactly." Yu Qianpiao was next to him, and said with emotion: "This is all people's fat and people's ointment, and a dime of it is the monthly income of an ordinary person, which can support a family of three."

Yuan Bin said: "The money was confiscated by Menda's family. It took dozens of vehicles to transport it, and hundreds of people were mobilized to fight."

Zhu Jianshen picked up a string of money from the mountain of money and held it heavy in his hands. The rope was dirty and old, but the copper coins were bright and cold: "I heard that ordinary people only earn a penny a month?"

Yuan Bin was startled, and suddenly smiled: "Where did the emperor hear that? Anyone who earns a dime a month is considered pretty good, either they are the servants of a rich family, or they are servants in the yamen. Most people Drought and flood depend on the weather, if farmers in the countryside can have a bucketful and a half bucketful of surplus grain throughout the year, the whole family will be very happy."

"That's right." Zhu Jianshen was a little surprised, took a copper coin and smelled it, frowned and said, "It smells so bad."

Yuan Bin said: "Many people have touched this money, but they don't accept it. It's quite dirty. If the emperor wants to play with copper coins, let them play with new money."

Yu Qian couldn't help expressing his emotions, and said: "Your Majesty, many things are like this. Silkworms have to throw cocoons in boiling water to spin them and weave them into silk. The food grown must be fertilized with human and animal manure, and the same is true for vegetables and fruits. Some gentlemen It is said that gold is dazzling, silver is stupid, and copper coins are smelly, because they don’t need to spend money with their own hands, there are servants and servants who do it for them, and these servants have to spend money to buy.”

There is also something in my heart that I didn't say, those so-called change of dynasties that obey the fate actually depend on killing people like hemp.

Zhu Jianshen was silent for a while, and sighed deeply: "Go back to the palace. I want to be alone for a while."

He just wanted to sigh with emotion that the money could buy a lot of things, but Yuan Bin and Yu Qian attacked him from two aspects.

The young emperor returned to the Qianqing Palace, washed his hands, drank tea, and began to write memorials worrying about the country and the people.

All kinds of gossip and miscellaneous matters and greetings, it doesn’t rain in a certain place, a new river canal was built in a certain place, the collection of corvees went smoothly in a certain place, the people in a certain place gave birth to triplets and all survived—the uneducated local officials are regarded as It is indeed rare for Xiangrui to write to the emperor.

I was writing all kinds of Zhu Zhu, and suddenly I saw a memorial to invite the erection of the chastity archway. hit it off.Wang Gui has a daughter, and Bai Erbao has a son. The two decided to get married, but the knot was too hasty, and there was no question. Wang Gui's daughter is ten years older than Bai Erbao's son.

Later, Wang Gui's family was attacked by bandits, and the whole family died tragically. Only this daughter went to the Bai family. Bai Erbao couldn't bear to break his promise, so he let his son Bai Xiaobo marry her.Within a few years, Bai Erbao and his wife died of the epidemic one after another. Under the guidance of Wang's daughter, Bai Xiaobo won the Juren and became famous in the local area. Wang's daughter gave birth to another son.

When he was on the sidelines of Wara, Bai Xiaobo went into battle with a knife, but he could not die for the country. Wang's daughter took her son to escape the catastrophe and survived. Bao Shounuo, Bai Xiaobo is loyal, Wang's daughter is chaste, and Bai Jin is upright, filial and talented.

The emperor thought, what a difference in age!Bai Xiaobo was able to be raised just because he was ten years older!Isn't it the chastity arch, here it is!In this way, if there were more stories about the big age difference, the ministers would not think that Sister Wan and I were weird.

The eunuch looked at the noon hour: "Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

Zhu Jian sighed deeply: "I'm not hungry, I'll talk about it later."

I feel sick when I want to eat, is what Master Yu said true?

"Ask the Ministry of Household Affairs to send two officials with knowledge of agriculture over here. I have something to ask."

There are many officials who understand agriculture, but not many dare to say in front of the emperor that they understand agriculture very well.

The two principals - low-ranking officials - tremblingly entered the Qianqing Palace, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times and nine times: "Long live Sheng An."

Zhu Jianshen put down his pen: "Excuse me, get up and talk."

The two stood up together, with their hands down and their heads down, standing obediently in front of the emperor, not daring to breathe.

Zhu Jianshen took a closer look at these two people, and saw that their complexion was relatively dark, and the clothes they were wearing were a bit old, with an inconspicuous patch on the neckline, and the cuffs seemed to have been removed and washed. "Tell me, what do you need for farming?"

The two looked at each other and looked at each other. This topic is too broad: "Back to the emperor, the five major agricultural books are "The Book of Fansheng", "Qi Min Yao Shu", "Chen Fu's Agricultural Book", "Wang Zhen's Agricultural Book", "Nong "

Zhu Jianshen said: "I don't have time to read it, so you can briefly talk about it."

"Well, there must be good soil. Sand and clay cannot be used for farming. Uh, where there is no river, it depends on the drought or flood. If there is a river, you can dig ditches to divert water and use water trucks to divert water for irrigation."

"The annual corvee is mainly to repair rivers and dig ditches."

"There must be the sun. If there is no sun and it rains all the time, the crops will die from waterlogging."

"Yes, there must be wind. If there is no wind, there will be moisture between the crops, and the leaves will rot easily."

"We have to harvest in time. When the crops are ripe in autumn, we have to work hard to harvest them and dry them in the sun. Otherwise, when it rains, the rice will be smothered and moldy, and it will be over."

They also talked about the five ways of threshing and peeling rice. At the beginning, they were in awe of Tianwei, and as they talked, they gained momentum and gestured.

"We still have to fertilize. Peasants tend to one-third of an acre of land all year round, and they dare not be lazy at all."

The emperor became interested: "Fertilize? What kind of fertilizer do you use?"

"This..." "Use some litter."

"There are also bean cakes, sesame residue, and bones."

The emperor asked innocently and studiously: "What is bean cake?"

The two officials explained in detail the process of pressing soybean oil and sesame oil, and that the remaining dregs can be fed to pigs or fattened.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief: "So, the fertilizer does not use human and animal waste?"

"Uh... mainly those filth, I'm afraid it would be indecent to say it, so..."

"If the emperor wants to plant land in the palace, he can only use bean cakes and fish bones."

There are special people who dig out the huts and then transport them to the farmers in baskets outside the city. I hate meeting those people on the road.

Zhu Jianshen covered his face with his hands, resting his elbows on the table, his face sank like water—he wanted to vomit very much, especially vomit.Could it be that the grains, snacks, and fruits I eat are all... vomit!nausea!

"Your Majesty?"

"Did you say something wrong?"

"It's nothing." Zhu Jianshen endured and endured: "You guys go down."

"Yes."

"My minister retire."

Zhu Jian took a deep sip and continued to review the memorial.

Tribute, ah, memorial~

"Your Majesty, Madam Wan is here, can you see me?"

"Please come in." Zhu Jian stretched deeply, tilted to the left, then to the right, and sighed comfortably.

Wan Zhen'er wore a jacket with silver and vermilion acacia flowers, a square-collar bijia with quartz purple, and a pleated skirt with a gray jade rabbit pattern in brocade. You didn't eat at noon, what's the matter? What's mad at you?"

Zhu Jian stretched out his hand crying deeply: "I..." I was hungry and sick.

I won’t tell you, I just have to lose my appetite, so don’t make you want to eat too.

"I went to look at the money confiscated from Menda's house. It was too much. How dare they embezzle and corrupt to such an extent."

Wan Zhen'er set up the snacks and pancakes, and said with a smile: "People, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants. The former emperor has always employed people at this level."

Zhu Jian thought deeply, nodded and said: "That's right, that's right, hum. I don't want to eat, so cover it." While talking, he silently hugged Wan Zhen'er, buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath. !There is a response!So hungry and responsive!

Wan Zhen'er brought him up, of course he could see that he was very hungry, very hungry: "Jian Shen, why don't you eat when you are already hungry? Even if Menda is a corrupt villain, you can't be angry You don’t eat. There are villains in the court, it’s not your fault alone, all the officials have neglected their duties.”

"I just don't want to eat..." Baby Zhu rubbed against her body in a lonely and unbearable manner: "Sister, I really want to..."

Wan Zhen'er raised her hands to hold his face, and kissed him firmly: "I want to too! I'll help you with my hands, okay?" Every time you get hungry after that.

"Yeah!"

"Umm~ah~"

A quarter of an hour later, Wan Zhen'er went to wash her hands.

Hungry, gluttonous and nauseated, Little Zhu Baobao was extremely entangled, lying on the table looking at a dozen sweet and delicious snacks, still struggling: "I don't want to eat for a few days."

"Nonsense. If a person does not eat for a few days, he will starve to death. If he eats an hour later, he will be hungry and flustered. You are busy with so many things every day, and you have to study and practice martial arts. How can you not eat! What is it? why?"

Wan Zhen'er wiped her hands on the cloth handed by the eunuch, walked over with a frown, sat beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Why? Why are you so angry that you don't eat? Even I don't know? Then you ask Mr. Yu, he must not leak the secret. I know you are upset, so you have to eat and sleep well. "