Chapter 32: Do you believe that the yield per mu is three thousand kilograms?
"Cheng Qian, Your Majesty is just talking. You must not take it to heart. Maybe this is just His Majesty's temptation. Don't get distracted." Changsun Wuji advised.
"Of course not. He is my father, father and son. I always keep it in mind." Li Chengqian let out a breath.
It's hard to believe that a sixteen-year-old child can be so tolerant.
Changsun Wuji was also a little surprised.
"I hosted a banquet for Qingque yesterday, but I also wanted to get some information about His Majesty's attitude from his mouth." Changsun Wuji continued.
"Is there any gain?" Li Chengqian asked. .??.
Li Shimin's attitude directly determined his status as Li Chengqian.
Ordinary princes and princes live in different places.
"Qingque told me that His Majesty promised that he would be crowned King of Wei at the end of the year." Changsun Wuji said.
The status of the king of Yue and the king of Wei is naturally different.
Is this my father paving the way for that bastard Li Tai to replace me?
Li Chengqian's heart trembled suddenly.
"Your Highness, Li Tai's favor is only temporary. You must not mess up and make mistakes." Changsun Wuji advised.
He still hopes that Li Chengqian's position as prince will be more secure.
After all, as Li Chengqian became emperor, his investment would be the most beneficial.
"Don't worry, uncle, Chengqian won't do it." Li Chengqian sighed and walked outside.
Somewhat lost his mind, he even forgot to say goodbye to Changsun Wuji.
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"Zhao Chen, you are going to Wannian County for something important?"
In the carriage, Queen Changsun looked at Zhao Chen and asked with a smile.
Zhao Chen originally wanted to ride in an ox cart, but Queen Changsun was not willing to let her son ride in an ox cart.
Besides, she also wanted to know more about Zhao Chen.
So Zhao Chen was invited into the carriage by her, and Li Shimin sat at the door with an extremely dissatisfied look on his face.
Empress Changsun obviously focused all her attention on Zhao Chen, which made Li Shimin feel quite uncomfortable.
r\u003e "What big thing could he have? He just loves his family and wants to go back and have a look." Li Shimin turned into lemon essence at that time and said sourly.
Empress Changsun immediately rolled her eyes at him and looked at Zhao Chen with gentle eyes.
Zhao Chen was in poor health. If the matter was not important, he would definitely not take such a risk.
"What my aunt said was that Zhao Chen really had something to do when he went to Wannian County, otherwise he wouldn't have left Chang'an City so easily." Zhao Chen nodded with a smile.
Queen Changsun looked curious, waiting for Zhao Chen's next words.
"A few months ago, I asked the villagers to plant some new types of rice. Now that the ears are heading, they didn't know what to do next, so they asked me to go back and have a look." Zhao Chen explained.
The earing time of rice is very important.
There are rules for the amount of water in the rice fields and the spacing between the rice fields.
If it is too casual, the output will be greatly reduced during the autumn harvest.
"New rice? How new can it be?" Li Shimin said casually, with a look of suspicion on his face.
People have been cultivating rice for how many years, and they still need a child like Zhao Chen to teach them how to do it?
"The yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms. Do you think it's new enough?" Zhao Chen glanced at Li Shimin and secretly thought that he was a strict wife and a petty person.
He only said a few words to his wife, but he was so sour.
Really not a human being.
Li Shimin didn't know what Zhao Chen was thinking.
When Li Shimin heard Zhao Chen say that the yield of rice per mu was 3,000 kilograms, Li Shimin stood up suddenly, but did not realize that he was in a carriage.
His head hit the roof of the car.
"Hiss—" Li Shimin rubbed his head, but ignored the pain and sat down next to Zhao Chen.
"Boy Zhao, what did you just say? The yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms?"
"Do you know the concept of a yield of 3,000 kilograms per mu?"
"No, do you know the yield per acre of my Datang City?"
"Are you telling the truth?"
Li Shimin's mouth was like a machine gun, and he said many words in succession.
Zhao Chen didn't know where to start.
Li Shimin had no way not to be fanatical.
Today, the rice yield in Datang is only 300 kilograms per mu, and this is still a place with fertile soil. ??
And there is sufficient water for irrigation.
There are no insect infestations or lodging throughout the year.
In slightly worse places, the yield per mu is less than 200 catties.
In other words, the people had been busy for several months, but in the end, they could not even get back the food they had consumed these days.
Li Shimin even had wrinkles because of this matter.
But there is still no way but to bite the bullet and reduce the food tax on the people.
But even so, countless people become refugees every year due to poor harvests.
But now, Zhao Chen actually told him that where he was going, the rice yield per mu was 3,000 kilograms!
Isn't this scratching Li Shimin's heart?
Queen Changsun also had a look of disbelief on her face.
It's not that she doesn't believe what Zhao Chen said, it's that Zhao Chen's words didn't give her the courage to believe them at all.
Zhao Chen glanced at Li Shimin, with a mocking look on his lips.
His rice seed is the latest hybrid rice developed by Mr. Yuan.
The yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms, just sprinkle with water.
Seeing Zhao Chen's face mocking him, Li Shimin's face shook violently.
He, Li Shimin, was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and he controlled ten prefectures of the Tang Dynasty, 358 states and millions of miles of territory.
He was actually laughed at by such a brat.
However, a consumer with a yield of 3,000 kilograms per mu
Rest is too important to him.
"Zhao Chen..."
"You'll know when you get there." Zhao Chen smiled slightly and stopped looking at Li Shimin.
This was not the first time that Li Shimin was rejected like this by Zhao Chen, and he was used to it.
A feeling of surprise and curiosity remained hidden in his belly.
Now, Li Shimin is eager to go to the place Zhao Chen said.
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"Ruoshuang, you are not young anymore. Your father is away at war all year round. My mother is thinking that it is time to find a husband with you and take good care of your temper." In another carriage, Hongfu Nu said to Li Ruoshuang. .
"What's wrong with my temper? Am I just following my mother and kissing you?" Li Ruoshuang said lightly.
Since she was a child, she has seen her mother chasing and beating her father at home with a sword. Can she, Li Ruoshuang, not be affected?
If Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu hadn't wanted to play tricks on her best friend that day, Li Ruoshuang wouldn't have chased them all over the streets with swords in hand.
What happened in the tavern won't happen after that.
"You girl, you are old, but you have learned to talk back." Hongfunu glared at Li Ruoshuang.
Li Ruoshuang looked outside the car and ignored Hongfu Nu.
"Ruoshuang, my mother is also doing your best. When I go back this time, my mother will arrange a marriage with you. The prime minister has invited matchmakers to come several times. His young master, Du He, is really good." Hong Fu said.
Li Ruoshuang frowned and looked at the scenery outside.
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"Well, we're finally here, but I'm exhausted."
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the village. Li Shimin was the first to get off the carriage and stretched his back.
"Madam, be careful, I'll help you." Li Shimin stretched out his hand to help Empress Changsun.
"It doesn't matter. Zhao Chen is supporting me, so I won't be in trouble." Empress Changsun smiled and got off the carriage with Zhao Chen's help.
Li Shimin's face turned dark. He felt that it was unnecessary for him to come here today.
