I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 78 On behalf of the people of Ming Dynasty... I kowtow to you!

Green Ant New Distillery, red clay small stove.

It's like snow at night, can you have a drink?
What a poem, what a poem!

There was a girl named Green Ant who brewed half a pot of sweet fermented grain wine. After tasting a large bowl of red clay with her best friend, her heart was beating so hard that she couldn’t hold it down, just like the wine in the small stove. general flame;
This is, Girl Huaichun Competition Stove?

So, the green ant girl opened the window facing the street, and there was a gust of north wind Yang Xue in front of her.

The green ant girl was taken aback, her plain hand shook suddenly, and she accidentally dropped a fire stick, impartially, and hit a wandering boy on the forehead.

A muffled sound.

The prodigal boy was stunned immediately, standing in the snow and turning around, still muttering in his mouth: "Whose wine is so strong, we just sniffed it a few times, and became so drunk?"

"Hey, seeing that it's getting late and it's still snowing, thinking of Sister Hongni waiting anxiously in the Fengxue Temple at the head of the village, we feel very anxious!"

At this moment, Miss Green Ant stretched out half of her body, and said apologetically, "Your Majesty Ximen, I did it on purpose..."

……

This is the poetry appreciation level of the idiot emperor?

Blind, still blind.

Xu Guangqi, Song Yingxing, who were sitting in a state of distress, and Wei Zhongxian, the eunuch accompanying the emperor, suppressed their smiles and looked at Zhu Youjian "pointing out the country and being arty".

Did he get so drunk after only drinking a large jar of corn wine?

The idiot emperor's alcohol capacity should be regarded as the first in Ming Dynasty.

He usually treats guests to dinner, drinks in big bowls, and eats meat in large pieces. It can be said that he will never get drunk after a thousand cups, and never pour ten thousand cups. He has never been seen drunk.

Xu Guangqi's jar of 'corn wine' has great stamina!
"Xu Aiqing, your corn wine tastes good, but it has a bit of stamina, and I can't bear it anymore." Zhu Youjian sat down on the dragon couch after performing "Appreciation of Poems", and laughed.

Daming has already introduced corn, and even started to try to make wine.

Zhu Youjian is in a good mood.

Cornmeal scum is not tasty, but after all, it has a high yield and can feed people!
The old man Xu Guangqi smiled awkwardly, and said: "Weichen tried to brew this ten years ago, and it has really strong stamina. After a bowl of it, Weichen was so drunk that he couldn't get up."

The corn wine brewed by the old man Xu has an alcohol content of about [-], which is of the fragrance type, much better than some so-called famous wines of later generations.

"Xu Aiqing, there is really a kind of mutual understanding between our monarch and his ministers." Zhu Youjian smirked while drinking the hangover soup, "I just wanted you to plant sweet potatoes and corn for our Daming, so you brought a jar Corn wine."

Xu Guangqi was taken aback for a moment, and then overjoyed, he said urgently, "Your Majesty is saying that sweet potatoes and corn are going to be promoted in Ming Dynasty?"

Xu Guangqi was getting old, his beard and hair were already gray, but when he heard that the idiot emperor was going to promote sweet potatoes and corn across the country, the corners of his eyes became moist with excitement.

"Your Majesty, when I was in the Wanli Dynasty, I submitted an inscription asking for a large-scale promotion of sweet potatoes and corn. Unfortunately, after the inscription entered the palace, there was no news. I was disappointed and returned home.

In Weichen's hometown of Songjiang Mansion, I used my own farm to try planting for four years, and found out a lot of ways. "

"This altar of corn wine was tried and brewed back then."

Zhu Youjian nodded slightly, and said with a gentle smile, "This is the best wine I've ever had."

"Xu Aiqing, did you write a "Nongzheng Quanshu" back then?"

Xu Guangqi was taken aback for a moment, nodded, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "It is true that Weichen wrote a "Complete Book of Agricultural Administration", but at that time, it was sent to the palace together with the book on promoting the cultivation of sweet potatoes and corn. There is no more news after that..."

Speaking of "Nongzheng Quanshu", the corners of Xu Guangqi's eyes became moist again.

Zhu Youjian sighed secretly, cursed a few words in his heart, "Grandpa Huang is simply not human", and suddenly laughed.

As if conjuring, he took out a copy of "Nongzheng Quanshu", handed it to Xu Guangqi with a half-smile, and said gently: "Xu Aiqing, let's see if this is the book you wrote? This is our Ming Dynasty's national treasure!
Looking back, Wei Zhongxian was asked to print tens of thousands of copies, so that officials at all levels across the country should have a copy, so that every parent and official can read and memorize it by heart, and be able to apply what they have learned, and truly benefit the common people.

Wei Zhongxian, this matter must be included in the Beijing inspection and assessment, there must be no mistake!
Our Ming officials are not familiar with farming and mulberry studies, and don’t care about the life and death of the people, so it’s better to let them all go home and take their children! "

Xu Guangqi was stunned.

He looked up at the idiot emperor, his long and thin fingers trembling, and it took him a long time to turn the pages of the book.

A faint fragrance of ink permeated the air, making one feel refreshed, and every comfortable pore seemed to be breathing.

"His Majesty……"

Xu Guangqi casually flipped through dozens of pages, fell to his knees with a 'plop', weeping uncontrollably: "Your Majesty, I... I kowtow to you on behalf of the people of Ming Dynasty!"

A white-haired head was knocking loudly.

All the people present felt sad and couldn't help but burst into tears.

This is the great scientist Xu Guangqi, who cares about the life and death of the common people in the world, is obsessed with agricultural technology, astronomy and calendar, actively introduces western modern technology with missionary Matteo Ricci, and translates more than ten volumes of western physics, chemistry, geometry, etc. .

The "Nongzheng Quanshu" written by himself was not valued by the court, and it was discarded like a shoe.

The Ming Dynasty owes a lot to Xu Guangqi!

Zhu Youjian stepped forward, solemnly helped old man Xu up, pressed him on the dragon couch, and sat side by side with him.

"Your Majesty, Wei Chen..."

Xu Guangqi wanted to say something, but Zhu Youjian pressed his shoulder abruptly.

The idiot emperor said with a gentle smile, "Xu Aiqing, you have been wronged."

"Your Majesty, my minister is not wronged!" Xu Guangqi said in a harsh voice, "The ones who are wronged are the people of Ming Dynasty!
They were already living a poor life, and with the fact that the imperial court had been continuously increasing their salaries over the years, they had long been driven to a dead end.

Between July and August last year, and May and June this year, if His Majesty hadn't implemented labor relief and built water conservancy projects, the people of our Ming Dynasty... It is estimated that at least two or three million people would have starved to death! "

As soon as these words came out, Wei Zhongxian and Song Yingxing also nodded slightly.

Obviously, Zhu Youjian's "blind toss" by the idiot emperor finally had some effect.

At least, the common people have a mouthful of food to survive, and everyone will not rebel for the time being.

"When I entered the palace this time, I originally wanted to remonstrate that after the spring of next year, the imperial court will promote the cultivation of sweet potatoes and corn across the country, so I brought a jar of corn wine with me.

I don't want His Majesty to have far-sighted considerations, but I have already considered this, I am really happy.

Daming, we are saved! "

Zhu Youjian: "..."

This old man Xu, can he speak?

The feeling is, in the heart of this great scientist, the Ming Dynasty has long been hopeless?
Xu Guangqi, Song Yingxing, Mao Yuanyi, Zheng Zhilong, these guys are all Ming's national treasures, but they are really not very good at speaking.

No wonder they are not welcomed by the court, those who are buried are buried, those who are suppressed are suppressed...

'When will the scientists be able to stand up and speak, and no longer act according to the faces of the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty will be saved. Zhu Youjian sighed secretly.

"Xu Aiqing, it's up to you to promote the planting of sweet potatoes and corn. You can do whatever you want, and stop bothering me with such crap in the future!"

Zhu Youjian patted Xu Guangqi on the shoulder, laughed and said: "If you encounter any difficulties during the period, you can directly go to Wei Zhongxian and let him help you settle it."

"All I can do is find a way to get you money, and give you as much as you need!"

"By the way, if you encounter an official who destroys or obstructs you, cut it off directly."

"I will give you Xu Guangqi's position as Minister of the Household Department. I will lose you no matter what you want... Ahem, you can do whatever you want. Even if I sell this Forbidden City, I will support you, Xu Guangqi!"

Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing were overjoyed.

However, Wei Zhongxian shrank his neck, only feeling a little cold on his back, his eunuch's face directly turned into a bitter melon face, beads of sweat dripped out of his forehead immediately.

"Here we come, we are going to sell the Forbidden City again!"

"This idiot emperor is simply not human..."

(End of this chapter)