Chapter 253: Welfare of All People (Asking for Guaranteed Monthly Pass)

Ziwei Palace, inside the waiting hall.

Shen Fa sat in it, holding a note-taking sheet full of small handwriting and reading it silently over and over again to prevent him from forgetting things when he met the emperor later.

This year can be said to be the most stable and calm year he has lived since he entered Xiuyiwei. It is so calm that he even feels at a loss as if he is drawing a sword and looking around at a loss.

In the past, he was always chased around by an inexplicable sense of crisis, his beard and eyebrows were scratched, and he just wanted to break himself into several people.

But this year, he suddenly doesn't know which direction to push...

Court? All the civil and military officials in the court abide by their duties and work conscientiously. The little daughter-in-law who is living a life that is so angry is very nervous. Shen Fa is really afraid that if he troubles them again, he will break the chord in their minds and cause another big disaster. Please resign at scale.

Border? As soon as spring began, several waves of envoys from the Tatars came to Beijing to pay tribute. Although he did not believe that these Tatars were sincerely surrendering, he really did not feel that they were instigating these with the military strength at the border. A Tatar with a human brain and a dog brain can cause such a big stir.

Jianghu? The rivers and lakes are now almost clear. With the help of the big white-fronted insect in Luting, no matter how many monsters and monsters are still hiding in the muddy water, they have to lie down honestly. If they dare to cause trouble, their heads will be turned upside down. Cut it off for him...

Shen Fa was very comfortable fishing for two months. It was not until the new chief minister of the cabinet, Wang Jiangling, took office and vigorously promoted the long-awaited entrance examination method that he regained his energy and devoted himself to this new policy. among.

Wang Jiangling entered Beijing in the first month of the fourteenth year of Xiping. Now it is April of the seventeenth year of Xiping. He has finally secured his position as the chief minister of the cabinet. The so-called examination method is simply based on monthly goals and annual goals. An official evaluation system that checks the performance of officials at all levels month by month for results...

Logically speaking, with Wang Jiangling's pig-killing knife technique of slashing Man Chao Wen and Wu's body one after another, Man Chao Wen and Wu would still be lying dead even if they were lying flat.

Unexpectedly, the large number of spies released by the Xiuyi Guards did not find any major work involving hundreds of officials fighting Wang Jiangling.

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, it will turn out to be a monster.

Based on Shen Fa's understanding of the civil and military affairs of the Manchu dynasty, the more submissive and harmless these people behave, the more sinister and ruthless the big job they prepare secretly will be!

If not, you'll have to kill him with a fatal move!

So he also worked hard and concentrated on this round of fighting...

After waiting for a long time, Shen Fa suddenly saw a small yellow man holding a whisk and bowing in.

He put away the note-taking sheet in his hand and stood up, reaching out to straighten his clothes.

However, the person behind the Xiaohuang Gate clasped his hands in a sharp voice and said, "Master Shen, your Majesty is slightly ill today and it is not appropriate to summon you. Please come back."

Shen Fa was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, ‘Weren’t you quite energetic after visiting the garden yesterday?’. Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that the temperature had dropped sharply due to the rainfall last night, and he had also been woken up by the cold once last night...

"Please, father-in-law, please send greetings to Your Majesty on behalf of my subordinates."

He suddenly felt something in his heart, and the hands in his big sleeves touched his waist without leaving a trace, then he took Xiao Huangmen's hand with both hands, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please take care of the dragon body and rest well, for the well-being of the country, the country, and all the people, but All of them belong to His Majesty... I respectfully await your Majesty's summons."

Xiao Huangmen felt the familiar touch on his palm, and his eyes suddenly became more and more warm: "This slave must pay your respects to Your Majesty on Your Majesty's behalf. Please come back, Your Majesty!"

Shen Fa: "Father, please excuse me!"

After coming out of the side hall, Shen Fa was still thinking about what big job the officials would do to apply eye drops to Wang Jiangling. He turned around and went straight to Wenyuan Pavilion, where the cabinet office is.

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Road pavilion, outside the city.

"Go, go, go and play, don't come down..."

Yang Ge, who was dressed in sackcloth and had his bare feet in the mud, waved to Xiao Huang, who jumped from the field ridge into the ground with a playful smile and wagging his big tail.

Xiao Huang stopped and looked at him blankly for a while while wagging his big tail. Then he turned around and rushed up to the field with a gust of wind. He turned his airplane ears and ran back and forth on the field like crazy. The dog's face was full of happiness.

"Just go ahead and see if I wash it off when I get home..."

Yang Ge shouted at Xiao Huang with a face on his face. When Xiao Huang heard this, he turned around and jumped into the grass next to the ground. He rolled a few times on the spot very childishly: "I have to take a shower when I get home anyway." Enough fun now! ’

Yang Ge couldn't help but shook his head, squatted down and carefully transplanted a pepper seedling from the small pottery pot where it was raised to the ground.

The couple from the Zhang family who sold rice noodles at the temple fair last year got him a batch of chili seeds, but the quantity was not large. The few small vegetable plots in his backyard were enough to grow them.

He stored seeds for a season, and when the temperature warmed up in March, he used clean and translucent gauze as insulation film to grow a batch of pepper seedlings in his backyard. However, there were too many pepper seedlings in this batch, so he ran outside the city. I rented a piece of land as big as seven or eight acres.

When the peppers mature this season, he should be able to achieve the freedom of hot pot, and no longer have to cook a meal during the holidays.

Next season, their inn should be able to enjoy the freedom of Sichuan cuisine...

Yang Ge was thinking about the future, wondering if he should go outside the city to find a place near mountains and rivers and build a new yard?

"Second Master..."

At the right time, a familiar shout came from a distance.

As soon as Yang Ge looked up, he saw Wu Eryong driving a carriage passing by on the horse road.

He stood up with a smile and waved, "Er Yong, where are you going?"

Wu Eryong held the carriage in good condition, jumped down from the shaft and walked along Toudakan with a smile on his face: "I went to the inn to look for you, and the second shopkeeper asked you...what are you busy with?"

Yang Ge pointed to the pepper seedlings at his feet: "What else can you do?"

Wu Eryong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How can you do this? If you want to plant something, why don't you just tell us to do it?"

Yang Ge said with a smile: "Why can't I do this? Don't believe it, you are definitely a little worse than me in terms of martial arts, and you are definitely a little worse than me in terms of growing crops!"

Wu Eryong thought for a while and replied: "You can't compare to me when it comes to fishing. My family has been doing this for generations..."

Yang Ge: "Really? Let's try another day... By the way, why are you looking for me?"

Wu Eryong turned his head and looked towards the carriage.

At the right time, a thin, middle-aged scholar in Tsing Yi emerged from the carriage. The scholar was holding a lush pot of green plants in his arms and was curiously looking at Yang Ge's field of pepper seedlings.

Wu Eryong waved to the scholar in green: "Chen Xiucai, come here quickly..."

Yang Ge glanced at the scholar in green and confirmed that he did not recognize this person: "Who is he?"

Wu Eryong: "Second Master, didn't you give Lao Wang a brochure a few years ago and ask him to pay more attention to the crops in the brochure in the future? Lao Wang and Mr. Xiang went to Fuzhou to get a boat. I heard there were A scholar named Chen brought back a crop called 'sweet potato' from overseas."

"Lao Wang felt that this crop was very similar to the crop called 'sweet potato' recorded in the booklet you gave him, so he gave us both the people and the crops, and asked us to send them over for you to personally Take a look..."

"Sweet potato?"

Yang Ge was stunned, threw away the small hoe in his hand, and stepped onto the field ridge in three steps and two steps at a time.

At the right time, the scholar in Tsing Yi also walked up to the field. His eyes were inexplicably excited, and he looked straight at Yang Ge with some disbelief. He stuttered and asked: "This... you are the 'Mighty Master' Yang Er." "Master?"

Yang Erlang's name can be said to be like thunder throughout the southeast coast!

He even went to Erlang Temple to offer incense to this man...

It was the naval admiral who looked more like a pirate than an officer who mentioned Yang Erlang's name to him and handed him the pamphlet written by Yang Erlang himself that made him willing to take Fanshu thousands of miles with him. Come all the way here.

But when he saw it today...he couldn't tell how he felt.

There is a bit of surprise that it is not as good as being famous when meeting someone.

There is also a feeling of shock that being famous is not as good as meeting him.

In short: this second master is different from what he imagined... very different!

Yang Ge also looked straight at the lush vine-like green plant in his arms, with leaves that were shaped like peach hearts...

It was so far away that he didn't recognize it.

Now that they were so close, he recognized it at a glance. This thing was just a fucking sweet potato!

When he was a child, he rarely followed his grandparents to the fields to collect sweet potatoes. On the way to school, he would sneak into other people's fields to dig sweet potatoes to satisfy his hunger...

"Don't dare to take it seriously."

He looked up at the thin scholar in Tsing Yi with a solemn expression, clasped his palms together and said, "May I ask your name, sir?"

Seeing him salute, the scholar in Tsing Yi hurriedly put the sweet potato in his arms on the ground, saluted with his palms in return, and babbled in excitement: "I am not worthy of the courtesy of the second master. My student Chen Zhenlong, Erdong Chen, Hu Jian, a native of Huzhou, Scholars in the third year of Xiping..."

"Mr. Chen deserves it, absolutely deserves it!"

Yang Ge smiled and helped him up with both hands, then squatted down and gently stroked the sweet potato leaves. He was also very excited... With this thing, everyone in the world can always have a full meal, right?

"Excuse me, Mr. Chen, where do these sweet potatoes come from?"

Chen Zhenlong looked at his gentle movements like caressing his children, and felt extremely moved in his heart: 'With this person's reputation and wealth, if he didn't care about the world, why would he be like this? ’

He took a deep breath, tried to calm down his excited mood, and replied while recalling: "Back to the second master, the student earlier devoted himself to studying and serving the court. Unfortunately, he lost his reputation and failed in repeated tests. He followed his friends in despair. Go overseas and broaden your horizons..."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Yang Ge subconsciously, and his words became hesitant. However, in the early years of the Wei Dynasty, the sea ban was very strict. No matter what name he went to sea under, he could not avoid violating the sea ban.

Yang Ge smiled and said: "Sir, don't have any doubts. Who hasn't been to the sea? Haven't I also been to Japan?"

Chen Zhenlong smiled knowingly, and his voice gradually became calmer: "Mazu's blessing allowed me to see such crops in Luzon that are drought-resistant, easy to grow, and edible both raw and cooked. They can be seen everywhere in Luzon. There is no need to be careful when planting them." If you cook it, you will get a rich harvest, and it tastes sweet and has the same effect as the five grains!"

"After the students learned this, they thought about the fact that Sangzi's father had been trapped by famine all year round, with no food to eat and no clothing to cover his body. He thought that if he could bring this thing back to the motherland, it would help our 200 million compatriots in the Wei Dynasty. No longer trapped by famine, everyone has enough food and clothing...how much should that be?”

"At that time, students became interested and secretly learned the cultivation techniques of this plant. However, the Luzon Island government regarded this plant as a 'national treasure' and strictly prohibited outsiders from taking this plant out of the country. Violators would be hanged... …”

"In the end, the students accidentally learned that this thing does not require seeds and can survive and bear fruit just by cutting vines, so they secretly put the thing into a rattan basket. Unexpectedly, it was discovered by the Luzon Island officials and almost got stabbed on the spot. Fortunately, Only with the help of friends and because the student was an outsider and a first-time offender, he managed to escape."

"After that, the student tossed and turned, thinking for a long time, and finally had an idea. He took the risk again to weave the sweet potato vine into the anchor rope, and then covered it with mud, and passed the customs with his head held high."

"May Mazu bless me, this time I finally succeeded in hiding it from the eyes of the Luzon Customs, and successfully brought the sweet potato vine back to Wei, and fortunately, I was able to feed it in one go..."

"May Mazu bless me, and God bless Wei!"

After all, he is a well-educated person, and he speaks fluently.

The thrilling journey, when told from his mouth, added a few ups and downs.

Wu Eryong, who was listening on the side, unconsciously clenched his fists. As soon as Chen Zhenlong finished speaking, he clasped his fists and bowed, saying solemnly: "Sir, you are righteous!"

He accompanied Chen Zhenlong all the way, but he didn't know that the origin of this thing was so tortuous and dangerous, and he didn't know the righteousness in it.

Yang Ge also stood up and clasped his hands and said, "Sir, you are so righteous!"

Chen Zhenlong was so excited that his eyes sparkled and he kept clasping his hands in return: "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it, Second Master, you are overpraising me. My humble contribution is like a firefly compared to the bright moon!"

"Sir, there is no need to be modest. The right and wrong merits and demerits will be judged by future generations!"

Yang Ge said seriously, "Sir, your heart to save the world and the people is beneficial to the present and will be a great contribution to future generations. It is a hundred times, a thousand times better than Erlang... I won't talk about it here. Come on, come on, follow me back to the inn. I want to entertain you personally."

He picked up the sweet potato vines on the ground with one hand, held Chen Zhenlong's forearm with the other hand, and strode barefoot towards the carriage.

Chen Zhenlong was flattered and asked as he walked: "Second Master, your crops are still in the field..."

Yang Ge: "It's okay, I'll come back and continue planting later. Sir, just rest in my inn today. I'll send someone to escort you to Beijing tomorrow morning... Sir, you deserve a title for your contribution!"

Chen Zhenlong was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly, saying: "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. I'm already satisfied with my humble contribution to the people of the world. How dare I covet this unprecedented achievement? And although the sweet potatoes were brought back to Wei by the students, they were discovered and promoted by Second Master. If it weren't for Second Master's favor, the sweet potatoes would have been buried in the countryside for many years. If there is to be a title, it should be Second Master!"

"Sir, don't worry too much!"

Yang Ge pulled him back to the carriage, stuffed him back into the carriage, and replied loudly: "Some people are honored to be given a title, and some people are honored to be given a title, and it is the honor of the court. It is the honor of Wei that Dawei can give you a title... Sir, you deserve it!"