I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 146 Please Change Rice to Mulberry
After Jiajing took over the hoe and plowed the land twice symbolically, the sacrificial ceremony came to a successful conclusion, and then Jiajing returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation in a dragon chariot.

On the way back to the court, many ministers gathered together and began to discuss what they saw and heard at the previous sacrificial ceremony.

"Let me tell you, I can see Fangze altar clearly from my position. When His Majesty was praying to God, I vaguely saw a pair of big hands gently caressing the top of His Majesty's head."

Seeing that there was no one around, one of the officials lowered his voice.

"Hmph, aren't you talking nonsense? Your Majesty is the current emperor, and he will definitely be favored by God!"

A stooped official stroked his gray beard and said angrily.

"Such a feat, not many emperors in the past dynasties can do it. Your Majesty is really the Son of Heaven. If you can see your Majesty at a close distance, I will die in this life!"

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The Forbidden City, the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After Jiajing got off the dragon chariot, he looked at the familiar palace in front of him and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Huh, it's finally over."

Even Jiajing was exhausted by this extremely cumbersome sacrificial process. This is still in the case of greatly simplifying the process. If it is carried out according to the original sacrificial process, I am afraid that it will consume more energy.

Just as Jiajing was about to step up the steps, Lu Fang hurried up to greet her, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, go ahead and rest for a while, the servants have prepared tea and snacks for you in advance."

"Well, not bad, this sacrificial ceremony is finally over, and I can also change the sacrificial clothes on my body, this clothes are really uncomfortable to wear!"

After Jiajing finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he looked at the sacrificial costume he was wearing.

"Your Majesty has worked so hard for the affairs of the country. I hope that Your Majesty will take good care of the dragon's body!"

After Lu Fang finished speaking, she followed Jiajing's footsteps step by step, and said softly.

After Jiajing changed his sacrificial attire into his usual Taoist robe, he sat on the table and began to enjoy pastries.

Jiajing picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, and after he sipped it, the pastry fell apart, and a faintly sweet taste filled his mouth, and his mood improved a lot.

"Lu Fang, there are so many cakes, I can't finish them all by myself, so sit down and eat together."

Jiajing said, pointing to the assortment of pastries with different flavors in front of him, and said.

"Your Majesty, how dare a humble servant and servant..."

Before Lv Fang finished speaking, Jiajing interrupted impatiently: "You can eat as soon as I tell you to eat, why is there so much nonsense? If you don't eat so many pastries, it will be wasted at that time!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

After Lu Fang finished speaking, she found a place to sit down, and then slowly picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth.

"How about it, does it taste good?"

Jiajing picked up the teacup on the side, took a sip, and asked.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this pastry is very delicious. This is the first time this servant has eaten such a delicious pastry!"

Hearing Jiajing's question, Lu Fang quickly replied respectfully.

"Since it's delicious, give me some more. Anyway, if you can't finish these pastries, they will be thrown away!"

After Jiajing finished speaking, he put down the teacup in his hand and spoke.

"Yes, Your Majesty, this servant obeys."

After Lu Fang finished speaking, continue.

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more, they just concentrated on enjoying the pastries in front of them.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Yan Ge is asking to see you."

At this moment, the guards outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation came in to report.

"Oh, Yan Ge is old, let him in quickly!"

After Jiajing heard the guard's report, he was overjoyed and quickly asked the guard to announce him in.

A while later, with the support of the eunuch, Yan Song stepped up the steps of the Hall of Mental Cultivation step by step.

As soon as Yan Song stepped into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Jiajing's voice came over: "Mr. Yan Ge is here, come sit down and eat together."

As soon as Jiajing finished speaking, an eunuch brought a seat for Yan Song.

Yan Song looked at the dazzling array of pastries on the table and couldn't help feeling hungry. For today's sacrificial ceremony, all the ministers have been waiting for His Majesty's arrival near the Fangze Altar since Yinshi!In order not to be disrespectful, everyone did not eat anything, but hung on a little ginseng soup.

"Wei Chen obeys!"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he sat down on the seat and began to taste these pastries.

Yan Song ate very slowly, as if he wanted to engrave the taste of these pastries in his heart.

"What do Mr. Yan Ge think of the taste of these pastries?"

Seeing that Yan Song was almost done eating, Jiajing turned his gaze to Yan Song and said calmly.

"My Majesty, this is the most delicious pastry I have ever eaten in my life!"

Seeing Jiajing's questioning, Yan Song quickly got up from his seat and said slowly.

"Yan Song, are you from Yuanzhou Prefecture?"

"Your Majesty, it is precisely that Weichen was born in Yijieqiao Village, Fen, Yuanzhou Prefecture." Hearing the emperor's question, Yan Song did not dare to hide it, but told the truth.

"I heard that your ancestors were rich before, tell me about it?" Jiajing said, looking very interested in this matter.

"Wei Chen obeys!"

Yan Song sighed helplessly, and began to tell Jiajing about the family he was born in.

"Weichen was born in a declining family. The ancestor of my Yan family was named Yan Mengheng. He used to be a second-rank official. He was honest and upright. Because he often ate green vegetables when eating, he was called Yan Qingcai."

"Later when he died, because the family property was too small, our family packed six boxes of stones and shipped them back to our hometown in order to show off."

"I was still young at the time. When my father told me about this incident, I just thought it was quite ridiculous. After all, Gao Zu was a second-rank official. How could he be reduced to this point?"

"I have been taught by my father since I was a child. He often taught me that if I have the opportunity to be an official in the future, I must think more about the common people. The life of the common people is too hard!"

"My father is a scholar. He has been in the exam all his life but failed to pass the exam. It is because of his father's teaching that I, Yan Song, am what I am today."

As Yan Song talked, he fell into the memory. In his impression, his father was always serious. Every time he ate, he always kept the best for himself. At the age of 19, when he passed the exam, the gratified and complicated expression on his father's face...

When Yan Song came back to his senses, the corners of his eyes were already moist.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for your lack of manners!"

Yan Song wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and bowed to Jiajing in salute.

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't expect Mr. Yan Ge to have such a rough life experience."

Jiajing waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

Then Yan Song cleared his throat and asked Jiajing: "Your Majesty, the sacrificial ceremony is over now, and the spring plowing in the south is about to come. I want to officially implement the transformation of rice into mulberry in Zhejiang immediately!"

After listening to Yan Song's request, Jiajing pondered for a moment, and ordered: "Well, let's start implementing it after Hu Zongxian and the others come back! In addition, let the neighboring provinces also prepare food in case of emergency."

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

Seeing that his suggestion was adopted by the emperor, Yan Song knelt down on the ground and said respectfully.

"Well, Mr. Yan Ge, I hope that you can work hard and implement the transformation of rice into mulberry."

Jiajing turned his gaze to Yan Song, and said lightly.

"The humble minister will definitely live up to His Majesty's entrustment, and the humble minister is determined to be the heart of His Majesty, and he will die!"

Yan Song said, goodbye.

(End of this chapter)