The daily life of the crown prince of the Song Dynasty

In the field outside Bianjing, Song Renzong and Empress Cao brought the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty and the students of Taixue to transplant rice seedlings.

Song Renzong and Empress Cao transplanted rice seedlings very skillfully and in a very standard way. After all, they would come to the fields every spring to plant rice seedlings.

Seeing that some ministers planted rice seedlings badly, Song Renzong and Empress Cao would reprimand them unceremoniously and let them plant them well.

Whether the rice planting is good or not is related to the harvest, and we should not be sloppy at all.

Many students of Taixue disdain to do farming work, thinking that they are scholars, how can they go to the fields to plant rice seedlings, but when they see the high-ranking officials and empresses wearing linen clothes, bow | Their minds changed.

The two brothers Su Shi and Su Zhe had never planted rice seedlings or planted vegetables at home.However, since they went to Taixue, they began to learn how to grow land and vegetables.

When they were planting land and vegetables in Taixue, they found that the vegetables they usually eat were so hard to grow.Not only that, but it is also very simple.

Although "Compassion for Farmers" says that every grain is hard work, they have never experienced it, and they don't know how hard it is, but since they planted the land and vegetables, they finally realized it.

I thought it was hard work to grow the land and vegetables, but I didn't expect that it would be even harder to plant rice seedlings in the fields.

Su Shi and Su Zhe, while planting rice seedlings very seriously, discussed in a low voice: "Brother, now I finally understand the hard work in "Compassion for Farmers."

"This is only a small part of the hard work." Bow|bowed for a while, Su Shi couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and beat his own waist, "After the seedlings are planted, the farmers still have to weed and deworm. It needs to be irrigated, so that the seedlings cannot be dried out. When the ears of rice are mature, the rice must be cut. After the harvest is finished, the rice must be threshed, which is very hard work.”

Su Zhe sighed: "The peasants really work too hard."

"Yeah, it was too hard." Su Shi sighed, "Now I finally understand why His Royal Highness wants us to farm the land, so that we can understand the hard work and difficulty of farmers."

"Your Highness is only six years old, how can you understand the difficulties of farmers so much?" Su Zhe asked in a low voice, "Why didn't His Highness come to spring plowing?"

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince planted a piece of land in the East Palace and grew a lot of vegetables." Su Shi also heard from his classmates. It’s not easy, so that we can do better for the people in the future.”

"Brother, I used to think that the purpose of studying and taking the imperial examination was to honor our ancestors and become an official, and did not put the benefit of the people first." Having said this, Su Zhe was very ashamed, "But now, I think we should study and take the imperial examination. It is to serve the court and benefit the common people."

Su Shi was very relieved when he heard his younger brother's words: "A Zhe, it's great that you think so." After finishing speaking, he sighed quietly, "I used to think the same as you, but after going to the imperial school , I also think that we should study for the common people.”

"Brother, we need to study better in the future and understand people's livelihood better, so that we can do things better for the people if we pass the exam in the future."

Su Shi nodded vigorously: "You are right."

"Brother, why do you think His Highness the Crown Prince didn't come?" Su Zhe was very curious about His Highness the Crown Prince, and wanted to meet the intelligent Highness the Crown Prince.

Su Shi thought for a while and said: "It should be that His Royal Highness is too young, so the official family and the empress did not bring it."

"It's a pity that I didn't see His Royal Highness." Su Zhe said with emotion, "His Royal Highness is only six years old, and he knows the difficulties of the people. Let us students learn to understand the people's livelihood. His Royal Highness has a heart for the people at a young age, and we... Compared with His Royal Highness, we are really ashamed."

"We still have time." Su Shi said with a smile, "We will have an official who cares about the people and cares about the people in the future. This is our blessing."

Su Zhe nodded and said, "Brother, we must study harder."

"Ah."

"Brother, it's right for us to come to Bianjing to study the Imperial Academy!" Su Zhe was very glad that they decided to come to Bianjing to study the Imperial Academy.

"Thanks to Fuhui who has been persuading us to take the imperial examination."

"Brother, Fuhui is a child of the Cao family, why didn't he come?"

"Fuhui is too young."

"Speaking of which, Fu Hui is as old as His Highness the Crown Prince, and they are cousins. Fu Hui must have met His Highness the Crown Prince." Su Zhe's eyes suddenly brightened when he said this.

"Of course I've seen him, maybe Fu Hui is the companion of His Highness the Crown Prince." Su Shi said, "However, Fu Hui didn't tell us his identity, so let's just pretend we don't know anything."

"Brother, why did Fu Hui hide his identity from us?"

"I'm afraid that if we learn his identity, we will alienate him." Su Shi stood up straight again, reached out and beat his waist.

There are many people like him who beat their waists from time to time.Most of the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were very old and bent|bent for a long time. They couldn't stand the pain, so they could only stand up and take a while.

Song Renzong and Empress Cao did not rest, and the ministers did not dare to rest.

The rice planting didn't end until Shenshi, and when Song Renzong and the others returned to the other courtyard, it was already dark.

Although it only took half a day to plant seedlings, it was really exhausting for the ministers who didn't work much on weekdays.Fortunately, when I returned to the other hospital, I could rest.

Song Renzong and Empress Cao were also very tired, and they ate separately when they returned to the other courtyard, instead of eating with the ministers.

Empress Cao had just finished her bath when she saw Chunyu walking in with a carrier pigeon in her arms.

"Your Majesty, a letter from His Highness the Crown Prince." After finishing speaking, he took the letter from the carrier pigeon's feet and handed it to Empress Cao.

Zhao Yang asked Empress Cao how the rice planting was doing today, are you tired?

Empress Cao replied to the letter, telling Zhao Yang to be honest in the palace and not to run around.

In the palace, Zhao Yang had just finished his dinner in Qingning Palace.

Empress Cao was not in the palace, so Zhao Yang went to Miao Zhaorong's palace for dinner.

After chatting with Miao Zhaorong and Princess Fukang for a while, he returned to the East Palace.

Cao Xu saw that Zhao Yang was flipping through books as soon as he returned to the East Palace, and asked curiously, "Your Highness, what book are you looking for?"

"Look for a book on drought prevention." Modern drought can also artificial rainfall.However, what can be done to relieve the drought in ancient times?

"Your Highness, maybe it will rain in Jiangnan after a while."

"Accept your good words." Zhao Yang frowned slightly and said, "It seems that there is no reservoir dug in Jiangnan."

"Reservoir, what is this?"

"It's a reservoir. When it's dry, you can release the water from the reservoir to irrigate the farmland." Zhao Yang held a book and tapped his left palm lightly, "There has been no rice transplanting in the south of the Yangtze River, so it seems that there is no reservoir. "

"Your Highness, there has always been plenty of rain in the south of the Yangtze River, so no reservoirs have been dug." The weather in the north is dry and prone to drought, so reservoirs have been dug in many places.

"Who can guarantee that there will be plenty of rain every year." When his father Chun Geng came back, he told his father about the south of the Yangtze River, and asked his father to make a plan to dig and build a reservoir in the south of the Yangtze River. "The more rainy the place, the more it is necessary to build a reservoir, just in case."

"Your Highness said yes."

"I hope I'm worrying too much."

Cao Xu comforted: "Your Highness, you and the officials worship the heaven and the earth and pray for the people. The Jiangnan side will be fine."

Zhao Yang nodded and said nothing more.

If there is a drought, there is enough food and there is no fear.In the past few years, the weather in the south of the Yangtze River has been smooth, and the grain harvest has been bumper every year.If there is a drought this year, there should be enough food for disaster relief.However, the Great Song Dynasty sent a lot of food to Liaoxia every year, and it is not known whether there is any surplus food.

Thinking of food, Zhao Yang suddenly thought of potatoes and corn.Potatoes and corn are easy to grow, and the yield is large. If they can be popularized throughout the Song Dynasty, there will be no need to worry about disasters and famine.It's a pity that at this time someone has not discovered the mainland of Columbia, and there is no way for potatoes and corn to pass over.

With the current situation of Song Dynasty, there is no way to send a ship to find the American continent.After recovering the Yanyun Sixteen States in the future, if there is still money in the treasury, they can follow the example of Emperor Yongle and send people to the Western Ocean, and then go to find the American continent.

Cao Xu saw Zhao Yang frowning and raising his eyebrows for a while, thinking that he was still worried about the situation in Jiangnan, so he comforted him again.

Seeing that Cao Xu had misunderstood, Zhao Yang didn't bother to explain.

He was thinking just now that potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn cannot be obtained for the time being, so he has to think of other ways to increase food production.

Alas, when he crossed, why didn't God give him a golden finger system.He doesn't ask for a high-tech system, just give him a food system, so that he can grow all kinds of high-yield food in Song Dynasty.It's a pity that God didn't give him this golden finger.

Without potatoes and corn, we can only find a way on rice.Because of Grandpa Yuan, the rice of later generations has a high yield.Unfortunately, there was no Grandpa Yuan in the Song Dynasty.

He had heard from Madam that two seasons of rice could be grown in Jiangnan and the South.He remembered that in later generations, rice could be grown for three seasons.However, it seems that three-season rice can only be grown in Lingnan.It seems that it is impossible to get the three-season rice to be planted in the south of the Yangtze River.

Rice does not have the technology of later generations, so it is impossible to achieve the high yield of later generations.It seems impossible to work hard on rice.

Since there is no way to go further on rice, we can only find a way to fertilize.He had to think about how to get out the fertilizer for future generations.Wait, the main components of fertilizers in later generations are minerals, such as nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, etc.These minerals are very common in later generations, but I'm afraid they... haven't been discovered in the Song Dynasty.

It seems that it is impossible to get out the fertilizers of later generations.

Potatoes and corn couldn't be obtained, and neither could chemical fertilizer. Zhao Yang was hit, lying on the table, and sighed resentfully: "Alas..."

"Your Highness, why are you sighing again?"

Zhao Yang's chin rested on the table, and his face rolled around on the table.

"Suddenly found that I can't do anything." Others have a system for time travel, why doesn't he have one?

"Ah?" Cao Xu was startled, "Your Highness, what can't you do?"

"There are too many things I can't do." Zhao Yang lay on the table, blowing on the book in front of him with a puffy face.Blowing up a piece of paper, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Alas, even if he is from the future and knows more than others, it can't change anything.

Forget it, it's useless to think too much.

"Your Highness, you are still young, so there must be many things you can't do. When you grow up, you will be able to do many things." Seeing that Zhao Yang was frowning, Cao Xu quickly comforted him.

"Some things can't be done even when you grow up." Zhao Yang just finished speaking, and suddenly thought of the steam engine.When he grows up, he can get the steam engine out.

"Your Highness, what do you want to do, you can't do it when you grow up." In Cao Xu's eyes, Zhao Yang can do anything.

"No, I think I can try it." Zhao Yang sat up straight and regained his energy, "Now that I am still young, the main task is to study." After speaking, he began to read the book.

Seeing that Zhao Yang had returned to normal, Cao Xu didn't say anything more.

At this time, Yuan Song came in with a carrier pigeon, "Your Highness, the Empress has a letter."

"Let me take a look." Zhao Yang took the letter from Yuan Song, opened it, and saw Empress Cao telling him to be honest, he pouted speechlessly, "When did I become dishonest?"

"Your Highness, you still have to go to Qunfang Pavilion today." Cao Xu broke the stage unceremoniously.

Zhao Yang picked up a book and threw it at Cao Xu, "Ah Xu, if you tell your lady about this, I won't let you go."

Cao Xu hurriedly begged for mercy: "Your Highness, I promise not to tell."

"I don't know what happened to Ah Shi and the others?"

"I must be exhausted." Although Cao Xu had never planted seedlings in the fields, he had planted them.Before, he and His Highness were so exhausted to farm the fields, let alone go to the fields to plant rice seedlings.

"After a few days, we will go to Taixue to find them."

"Okay." Cao Xu was also curious about Taixue and wanted to have a look.

"Ma'am and the others must be tired too." Zhao Yang originally wanted to write another letter, but he gave up because he was afraid of disturbing Empress Cao's rest.

At Haishi, Zhao Yang went to rest on time.

The next day, Zhao Yang didn't have to study with Yan Shu, and he didn't wake up until Sishi.

Miao Zhaorong had already delivered the breakfast, and she cooked it herself.

The breakfast has been kept warm in the kitchen of the East Palace, and Zhao Yang can eat it directly after waking up.

As soon as he finished his breakfast, a craftsman from the Imperial City Department asked to see him.

Both Zhang Maoshi and Liang Yin followed Song Renzong to spring plowing.Before he left, he told the craftsmen that after the plow tools were finished, they would take them to the East Palace as soon as possible to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Seeing that the plow tool he wanted was ready, Zhao Yang couldn't wait to experiment in the courtyard of the East Palace.He purposely found a place that hadn't been dug, put the plow on Dahei's body, and he stood behind Dahei holding the plow.

Dahei walked very slowly, Zhao Yang didn't need to use too much strength, the plow shoveled up the soil.

Cao Xu stood aside watching it itchy, and asked Zhao Yang to give him a try.

Zhao Yang walked aside and asked Cao Xu to plow the land with the plow.

Cao Xu had tried the plow used by Da Song before, and he couldn't shovel up the soil even with great effort, but now he can shovel up the soil with a little effort, which is amazing.

"Your Highness, this plow is so fast, it is much easier to use than the previous plow."

"Well, it saves a lot of effort than before, and achieved the result I wanted." Zhao Yang didn't know much about plow tools.In my previous life, at my grandmother's house in the countryside, I saw a plow with three shovels, and then I drew it and gave it to the Secretary of the Imperial City. "well done."

Being praised by His Highness the Crown Prince, the craftsmen of the Imperial City Department were very happy: "This is all thanks to Your Highness, otherwise the villains would not be able to make such a good plow."

"If I draw it, I want you to do it." Zhao Yang praised without hesitation, "You guys did a great job, I'm very satisfied."

"Your Highness, as long as you are satisfied."

"This plow is sharp and easy to use. After farmers have it, it will be much easier to farm the land." Zhao Yang said seriously, "The land can be plowed well, and the crops can be grown well. You have done a great job."

"Your Highness, we just followed your instructions and dare not take credit for it."

"I said that you deserve merit." Zhao Yang was very satisfied with the work of the craftsmen of the Imperial City Department. "I not only want to reward you, but also let father reward you."

The craftsmen of the Imperial City Division were excited and ecstatic in their hearts, but they didn't show it on their faces: "Your Highness, this is what villains should do."

Cao Xu said to the craftsmen of the Imperial City Department: "Your Highness said to reward you, why don't you hurry up and thank you."

The craftsman of the Imperial City Division hurriedly knelt down to thank him: "Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Get up." Zhao Yang said with a smile, "Hurry up and make a batch of plow tools."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"By the way, has Mu Cang made any progress?"

The craftsman of the Imperial City Department showed shame: "Your Highness, the villains haven't been made yet."

"No hurry, take your time." Zhao Yang had already guessed that Mucang was not easy to make, "Heihuo, I asked you to change the ratio, how is it going?"

"Increase the ratio step by step as your Highness said, and the power will indeed increase."

Zhao Yang nodded with satisfaction: "That's good."

"Your Highness is still wise." Why didn't they think of increasing the proportion, His Highness the Crown Prince is still wise. "However, it doesn't achieve the effect you want to blow up a mountain."

"If you want to blow up a mountain, you have to purify it." However, the current sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal in Song Dynasty should not be able to purify the effect of later generations.

"Purification?"

"It is to refine the essence, the more refined the better. You can try to purify the sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal, and then try the power of the black fire."

The craftsmen of the Imperial City Department understood Zhao Yang's meaning: "Yes, Your Highness."

"However, making black fire is very dangerous, you must be careful." Zhao Yang warned, "Don't lose your life for black fire."

Hearing what Zhao Yang said, the craftsmen of the Imperial City Department were slightly startled, and then a feeling of soreness and astringency surged in their hearts.For some reason, his eyes were a little red.

"Yes, Your Highness, the villains will definitely pay attention."

Zhao Yang nodded slightly: "Remember, your safety is the most important thing."

"Yes." The craftsmen of the Imperial City Department did not expect His Highness the Crown Prince to care so much about their safety.

Zhao Yang ordered some more things, which made the craftsmen of the Imperial City Division retreat.

"Come on, let's plow again."

"Your Highness, where are you going to plow?"

"Go to Taolin, there is a lot of open space there."

"Let's go then."

Zhao Yang asked Yuan Song and the others to hold the plow tool, and he led Dahei and took Cao Xu to Taolin.

During this period of time, there has been no rain in Bianjing, and the land under the peach forest is very hard.It's not easy to dig, let alone plow.

Dahei worked harder than before in the East Palace, and it was not difficult to shovel the soil.

Zhao Yang was very satisfied with the effect, and pulled Dahei to plow for a while.

After plowing for a while, Zhao Yang and Cao Xu were both tired. They sat on the ground without image, looking at the plowed land, they laughed very happily.

"You can plow out such a hard soil. The plow you made is so powerful, Your Highness." Before plowing, they dug specially, and it took a lot of effort to dig up a small piece of soil.However, the plow made by His Highness does not require much effort to shovel the soil.

"It's not bad." The coulters are very sharp, and the three coulters have a fixed function, so that people don't have to exert too much effort when supporting them.In the past, people had to hold the plow hard, otherwise the plow would fall down easily. "Unfortunately, it's a bit late."

"Your Highness, why is it late?"

"If the new plows are brought out before spring plowing, the farmers will save a lot of trouble in plowing the land, and it will be better than before." Now the farmers have transplanted rice seedlings, and they don't need to plow the land for the time being. "If the land is well cultivated, the grain harvest will be better this year."

"That's true, but Your Highness, don't you still have to plant wheat in September and October, and then you have to plow the land, and the new plow you got will come in handy."

"That's right." Zhao Yang stood up, patted his buttocks, "Let's go, go back."

"Your Highness, what shall we do this afternoon?"

"Go to the teaching room to practice archery in the afternoon."

"Aren't you leaving the palace?"

"It's no fun to go out of the palace, it's better to practice arrows." Zhao Yang suddenly thought of something, and said brightly, "Let Chu Yue and the others practice bow slaves while the ministers are away."

"I also want to practice bow slave."

They practice bow slaves, and they can only practice secretly while the ministers are away, which is really humble.

In the past two days, Zhao Yang and the others studied their homework in the East Palace in the morning, and went to the teaching room in the afternoon to practice bow slaves with Chu Yue and the others.

In the afternoon two days later, Song Renzong and Empress Cao returned to the palace.

When Song Renzong returned to the palace, Zhao Yang first told him that there was no rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

When Song Renzong learned that there might be a drought in the south of the Yangtze River, he was naturally very worried, and quickly ordered the people from the Imperial City Division to go to the south of the Yangtze River to check.

After talking about the things in the south of the Yangtze River, Zhao Yang showed Song Renzong the new plow tool he got out.

Regardless of the fatigue of transplanting rice seedlings for the past three days, Song Renzong personally tried the plow tools that Zhao Yangxin made.Seeing that the new plow is not only easy to use, but also very stable, I am very excited and happy.

Before Zhao Yang got new plow tools, he didn't tell Song Renzong that he wanted to surprise his father.

Song Renzong liked the surprise his son gave him very much, and said it was the best gift he had ever received.He asked Zhao Yang what the name of the new plow tool was, but Zhao Yang didn't name it.He directly named the new plow tool "Prince Plow".

In Song Renzong's view, his son should let the whole world know about his son making such a useful plow tool, and of course let people in future generations know about it.

Song Renzong immediately ordered the Ministry of Industry to manufacture a large number of "Prince Plows" and distribute them to the people for free.

The Ministry of Industry and the Imperial City Division acted very quickly, and within a few days, a batch of "Prince Plows" were produced, and then distributed to the common people under the arrangement of the court.

The common people were skeptical about the "Prince Plow" at first, thinking that it would not be very easy to use, but after they used it, they found that it was very easy to use.The people were full of praise for "Prince Li", and also praised the crown prince Zhao Yang, saying that His Royal Highness is their lucky star.

Because of the "Prince Li", the reputation of the crown prince Zhao Yang among the people suddenly became very good.

Zhao Yang didn't respond to the fact that he suddenly became a "big celebrity".

Seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince was not very happy that he was loved and revered by the common people, Yan Shu felt strange and puzzled.

"His Royal Highness, the people are very grateful to you for making [Prince Li], and now the people in Bianjing City are all praising you."

When Zhao Yang heard this, his reaction was flat: "What's there to praise."

"The [Prince Li] you made has benefited the people, so the people will naturally praise you." Yan Shu asked curiously, "Your Highness, are you not happy to be praised?"

"Sir, isn't this what I should do." Zhao Yang raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "As the crown prince, it's only natural for me to benefit the people." Kekekeke, let him pretend to be thirteen.However, having said that, he made "Prince Plow" for the common people, not for gaining fame.

Yan Shu was stunned when he said this, and he came back to his senses after a while, looking at Zhao Yang with a very relieved expression: "Your Highness, you are right, as the crown prince, you should benefit the common people."

Zhao Yang shrugged and said indifferently: "So there is nothing to praise."

"Your Highness is right." His Highness the Crown Prince was praised by the people, not only was he not proud, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with it. This kind of mind really made many of their ministers feel ashamed.

Not to mention that they are ministers, but ordinary people. If they do something good and make him have a good reputation among the people, he will be very proud and happy.Furthermore, people really want a good reputation, but the young Crown Prince doesn't care about reputation, he just thinks that he has done what he should do.

"Your Highness, let's continue studying." Yan Shu thought, when he was young, he did good things for the common people, so people must know about them, so that he can have a good reputation.He couldn't be so indifferent to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.Now that he is old, he has long looked down on everything, and naturally he doesn't care about his reputation.

"it is good."

At noon, the morning class was over, Zhao Yang said goodbye to Yan Shu, and took Cao Xu to Kunning Palace for lunch.

When Miao Zhaorong saw Zhao Yang coming, she pulled him and told him about his "Prince Li".Miao Zhaorong's mother lived outside the palace, she came to visit her in the palace this morning, and told her about the praise of Zhao Yang by the people in Bianjing.

Although Zhao Yang is not Miao Zhaorong's biological son, Miao Zhaorong has always regarded Zhao Yang as his own.Seeing Zhao Yang being praised by the common people now, she is very proud in her heart.

"Yangyang, everyone is praising you and saying that you are an immortal."

Zhao Yang was shocked: "The gods descended to earth, what's going on?" He made a new plow tool, how could he have something to do with the gods.

"Yangyang, you once worshiped the heaven and the earth with your father when you were young. Didn't you let the sky clear up? Didn't you say that you were auspicious at that time?" Princess Fukang said with a smile, "And now you make such a useful plow The common people in Bianjing say that you are an immortal."

Zhao Yang: "..." This happened several years ago. I didn't expect that the people in Bianjing would still remember it, and they would also associate it with the new plow. of.

Miao Zhaorong said excitedly: "The people in Bianjing are saying that they have a good prince."

Zhao Yang said in a daze, "Oh."

"Yangyang, the people are praising you, why are you unhappy?" Princess Fukang thought that if she were her, she would be so happy that she couldn't sleep.

"Sister, aren't you happy for me, then I don't have to be happy anymore."

Princess Fukang was stunned by Zhao Yang's words: "Ah, can it still be like this?"

"I just did what I should do, nothing to be happy about." The common people are really lovely.Be nice to them and they'll blow you up.

Princess Fukang didn't understand what Zhao Yang meant, and asked with a puzzled look: "Yang Yang, what did you do?"

Seeing that his sister was so stupid, Zhao Yang sighed helplessly in his heart, and didn't continue to talk about it with her.

"Ma'am, I'm hungry, let's serve dinner."

"Okay, set the meal."

While eating, Miao Zhaorong and Princess Fukang were still talking about this matter.

"By the way, Your Royal Highness, there are still many people who praise you in poetry."

Zhao Yang, who was eating, choked in shock when he heard this, and coughed violently: "Cough cough cough cough..."

Empress Cao quickly reached out and patted her son's back: "Eat slowly."

After coughing for a while, Zhao Yang finally recovered, his face flushed from coughing, and his tone was full of disbelief: "What, write poems to praise me?"

"Yes..." Miao Zhaorong thought for a while, and told Zhao Yang the poems she heard from her mother.

After hearing this, Zhao Yang felt very ashamed, and his little face turned even redder.

"Yangyang, you are amazing."

Zhao Yang: "..." He just made a plow tool, so there is really no need to praise him like this, even if he has a thick skin, he would be embarrassed to be praised like this.

Seeing that her son was shy, Empress Cao told Miao Zhaorong and the others to stop talking.

"Let's eat."

Seeing that Zhao Yang was embarrassed, Miao Zhaorong smiled in her heart, she didn't expect His Royal Highness to be so shy.

"Okay, have a meal."

After lunch, Zhao Yang was called to Funing Palace.

Song Renzong handed Zhao Yang a piece of paper, "Look."

"What?" Zhao Yang took the paper from Song Renzong with doubts, and looked down at a few poems.He looked carefully and found that these poems were all praising the new plow he got. "Daddy, this..."

"Guess who wrote these poems?"

Zhao Yang looked carefully and found that the style of these poems was very familiar, especially the first poem.

He was stunned: "Written by Ouyang Xiu?"

Zhao Yang is very familiar with Ouyang Xiu's poetry style, which is graceful and graceful.The first lyric was written by Ouyang Xiu at first glance.

"Yes, Ouyang Xiu wrote it. What do you think of his writing?"

"Uh... the writing is very good." After Zhao Yang finished his very objective evaluation, he asked with a look of astonishment, "Why did you write a poem to praise me, sir?"

"You should praise it." Seeing his son being praised, Song Renzong was extremely proud. "Look who else has written."

Zhao Yang looked carefully again and found that Yan Shu had also written it, as had Wen Yanbo and Pang Ji.

He has been familiar with Yan Shu's poems and articles since he was a child, and Zhao Yang has a good understanding of their poems or article styles.

"Daddy, didn't you order them to write poems to praise me?" With his father's temperament, he could really do such a shameful thing.

Song Renzong, who was suspected and disgusted by his son, raised his hand and tapped Zhao Yang's little head, and said angrily, "Are you like me, your father? They wrote it themselves."

Zhao Yang was embarrassed: "..." His mood is very complicated now.Great poets like Ouyang Xiu and the others specially wrote a poem to praise him, which made him feel very honored, but at the same time felt embarrassed.

"You have benefited the people, so they want to praise you." Song Renzong smiled, "The ministers are all praising you." These days, Song Renzong is in a very good mood, because the ministers have been praising Zhao Yang.

"Daddy, you specially asked me to come here so that I can see the poems that sir and the others write to praise me?"

"Yes, are you happy?"

"Happy is happy, but it's quite embarrassing." Zhao Yang picked his face and said, "I just did what I should do, sir, they don't need to praise me like that."

Seeing his son's embarrassment, Song Renzong stopped talking about "Prince Li", and changed the subject to talk about things in the south of the Yangtze River.

"If there is no more rain in Jiangnan, the situation will be very pessimistic."

When mentioning the matter in Jiangnan, Zhao Yang's expression became serious in an instant: "Daddy, what should we do?"

"I have decreed that the rice fields in the south of the Yangtze River will be irrigated with water from the river."

"Will it be dangerous to use the water from the river?" Zhao Yang worried that if the water from the river was used, the river would break its embankment, and it would be bad.

"It's not dangerous to open a small hole." Song Renzong frowned and said, "If you don't use the water from the river, there will be no spring plowing in the south of the Yangtze River."

"Daddy, you should order Jiangnan to dig more reservoirs, so that if you encounter such a situation in the future, you can directly release the water from the reservoirs to irrigate the farmland."

Song Renzong nodded and said: "There are some reservoirs to be dug on the Jiangnan side." Song Renzong was also said "reservoir" by Zhao Yang.

"Daddy, if there is really a drought in the south of the Yangtze River, will there be enough grain in the granary for the south of the Yangtze River?"

"In the past few years, the grain harvest on the Jiangnan side has been good, and there should be enough grain in the granary." Song Renzong said, showing worry, "Now I am worried that there will be a locust plague on the Jiangnan side."

"Daddy, I have an idea to deal with the locust plague."

"What's the idea?"

"Let chickens, ducks, and geese eat locusts..." Zhao Yang explained to Song Renzong in detail how to use chickens, ducks, and geese to deal with locust disasters.

Song Renzong was stunned when he heard this: "Yang Yang, is this method feasible for you?"

"It is feasible, but it will be useful when there are not many locusts. If there are too many locusts, it will be useless." It will be useful when the locust plague has not yet formed a climate. When the locust plague strikes on a large scale, the locusts at that time are poisonous. Chicken, duck and goose are not eaten. "When locusts are found in the south of the Yangtze River, chickens, ducks and geese will be sent."

"Okay, let Jiangnan pay more attention." Song Renzong thought for a while and said, "Yangyang, after a while, you and your father will go to Xiangguo Temple to pray for Jiangnan." There are already signs of drought in Jiangnan. Renzong thought about going to Xiangguo Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, and pray for rain for the south of the Yangtze River.

"Okay." Zhao Yang agreed very readily, "When are you going?"

"I asked Si Tianjian to choose an auspicious day, and then we went to Xiangguo Temple to pray for 49 days every seven days."

"49 days?" Zhao Yang looked surprised, "Does it take so long to pray?" He thought it would be enough to go to Xiangguo Temple to burn incense, but he didn't expect to burn incense and pray for 49 days in Xiangguo Temple.

"49 days is not long, don't you want to go with Dad?"

"Daddy, I'll go with you." It was not difficult for him to stay in Xiangguo Temple for 49 days.

Song Renzong held his son in his arms, touched his son's little face, and said dotingly: "You are indeed a good son of Daddy."

"Father, if you want to pray, do it as soon as possible."

Song Renzong called Zhang Maoshi in and asked him to call the Sitianjian.

After a while, the people from Sitianjian came over.

"Officials, it will be an auspicious day in five days, and it is appropriate to worship and pray for blessings."

"Okay, let's go to Xiangguo Temple to pray for blessings in five days."

Song Renzong immediately issued an order that he would take His Royal Highness to Xiangguo Temple to pray for Jiangnan five days later.

When the ministers learned that Song Renzong and his father and son were going to Xiangguo Temple to pray for Jiangnan, they naturally supported them very much and asked to go to Xiangguo Temple to pray for blessings together.