Dressed like a loser and went to raise a baby

Chapter 551
Some ministers were unwilling to leave, and had been staying to watch the old farmer from Huangzhuang harvest all fifteen acres of land before leaving.

The old farmers in Huangzhuang all went out together to finish harvesting the potatoes by mid-afternoon.

The remaining ministers clapped their hands and laughed when they saw that every acre of land was dug out no less potatoes than the first plot of land. Many officials of Sinong Temple were even jealous.

Although not every acre of land yields [-] kilograms, it is basically more than [-] kilograms. This gap is not big, and Sinong Temple does not need to find reasons to explain to the emperor.

The total output of the fifteen acres of land is 700 kilograms, and the average yield per mu has reached more than [-] kilograms.

After the statistics were compiled, Yu Siqing asked the Sinong Temple Shaoqing to send the registration book to the palace and present it to the emperor.

When the ministers, imperial guards, and guards who followed him to the Imperial Manor returned home, they couldn't help but feel excited and told their families what they had seen today.

The ministers' families didn't feel much after hearing this. The family members of the imperial guards and guards were all surprised and happy after hearing this. They all said that Concubine Leng and His Highness the Crown Prince were both lucky stars of Tianyuan Kingdom.

These potatoes were presented by Concubine Leng, and they were harvested with high yield only after His Highness the Crown Prince was enthroned as Crown Prince. Aren't these mother and son the lucky stars of Tianyuan?
On the second day, the news spread throughout Kyoto that the potatoes, a novel crop presented by Concubine Leng to the emperor, were ripe and had a yield of [-] kilograms per mu.

The whole of Kyoto was in a state of excitement, unable to believe that such a high-yielding crop could really exist.

The storyteller in the teahouse didn't know where he got the news, but he actually compiled it into a book about what happened yesterday when he took all the civil and military officials out of the city to see the potato harvest.

That's still true to the word.

"The potato yield is high, and all the civil and military officials knelt down and shouted, "Long live the Emperor, a thousand lives for Concubine Leng." After everyone stood up, Master Yun raised doubts..." The storyteller stopped here and slowly picked up the teacup. Drinking tea slowly.

The anxious people who were listening in fascination kept asking: "What doubts did Master Yun raise?"

"Yes, please tell me if you have any doubts!"

Faced with everyone's questioning and urging, the storyteller seemed to have heard nothing, smacked his lips, slowly put down the tea cup, picked up the folding fan again in this winter day, and fanned himself. He was very good at whetting people's appetites. dead.

"The doubt raised by Mr. Yun is that potatoes are large, grow in the soil, and have a lot of water, so they are probably not suitable for long-term storage."

Someone who is proficient in farming said: "Things with a lot of moisture are not suitable for long-term storage."

"Are potatoes really not suitable for long-term storage?" Someone couldn't help but ask, eager to know.

Under the gaze of everyone, the storyteller said: "The emperor did not speak, but looked at Concubine Leng. Concubine Leng said bluntly that these potatoes can only be stored for two to three months at most."

"Ah..., it's only been two to three months. The output is so large and the storage time is so short. If we can't finish it, wouldn't it all be rotten?"

"Yeah..." Everyone's joy was diluted a bit.

It would be really good if it had high yield and could be stored for a long time like millet and wheat.

The storyteller smiled and pointed at the crowd with his folding fan: "Yesterday, all the civil and military officials were as disappointed as everyone else after hearing what Concubine Leng said. However, Concubine Leng spoke again..."

"What did Concubine Leng say?"

"Is there another twist?"

Amidst the questioning, the storyteller picked up the tea cup again and started his appetizing performance again.

"Stop drinking and speak quickly." The man in silk and satin threw a piece of silver directly on the storyteller's table.People who wanted to know what Concubine Leng said as soon as possible also followed suit and threw coins or silver.

The storyteller put down the tea cup with a smile, "Concubine Leng said that potatoes can be used as a staple food, or as a dish, fried and cooked. They can also be stored for a long time in other ways."

"It can be sliced, cooked and sun-dried, or it can be pounded into slag with water. The slag is separated from the water and precipitated into powder. This powder can be used to marinate meat or be used to make vermicelli. It can be stored for two years..."

Hearing this, everyone in the teahouse felt comfortable.

"Concubine Leng has many methods."

"Yeah, it's a bit troublesome, but as long as it can be used as food for long-term storage, it's not a problem."

"That's right, since Concubine Leng and His Highness the Prince left the Leng Palace, our Tianyuan Kingdom has been doing a lot of good things. We don't have to worry about smallpox, and we don't have to worry about the lack of food in the future."

"Concubine Leng is the lucky star of our Tianyuan. After leaving the Leng Palace, she has done everything that benefits the country and the people. She also has the people at heart. Such a talent can be regarded as the mother of the country."

"Yes, the emperor should re-establish Concubine Leng as queen."

Everyone listened to the most curious ones and paid no attention to what Mr. Hua said. They all discussed that the emperor should make Concubine Leng the queen.

"But Concubine Leng's father is the traitor Leng Tianming."

"Isn't Leng Tianming dead? Moreover, Leng Tianming is Leng Tianming, and Concubine Leng is Concubine Leng. Concubine Leng did not follow him to do evil things."

"That's right, and Leng Tianming is dead and the Leng family has collapsed. If Concubine Leng is made queen, then there will be no such situation of relatives interfering in politics." Because Concubine Leng no longer has any relatives.

"It makes sense. Since ancient times, I don't know how many dynasties have been ruined by foreign relatives interfering in politics and fighting for power and profit. Then they were destroyed by internal and external troubles."

"Concubine Leng prevented smallpox in the palace, and saved the people of Tianyuan from suffering from smallpox in the future. She saved the emperor, performed a charity performance for the people of Xizhou, and presented high-yield potatoes. She has made so many contributions, the emperor It would be unjustifiable if I don’t make Concubine Leng my queen this time.”

"Yes, I support the emperor in making Concubine Leng his queen."

The storyteller, seeing that no one was listening to his story, also joined the discussion. "Our support is useless. The high officials in the court will not let the emperor appoint Concubine Leng as his queen. If the little prince could not command all the beasts, was the reincarnation of a dragon, and was the prince destined by destiny, those high officials would not The emperor will make him the crown prince."

"Those high-ranking officials did not allow the emperor to make Concubine Leng his queen, didn't they just want their daughters to be queens? They didn't even look at it, could their daughters compare with our Concubine Leng?"

"That is, what has their daughter done for the people? What can she do for the people?"

"I only know that I enjoy tea and flowers, and embroider flowers and birds in my boudoir."

A young scholar patted the table and said: "Let's write articles and poems to praise Concubine Leng, so that more people can know about the good deeds Concubine Leng did for the country and the people, and also for the emperor and those civil and military officials." The official knows that we support the emperor in making Concubine Leng the queen."

"Just do this." A scholar sitting at the same table with the scholar said with stern eyes, "I will go back to the academy and call on my classmates to write articles and poems in praise of Concubine Leng."

With that said, the scholar stood up and left the teahouse.

Other scholars in the teahouse also responded...

(End of this chapter)