I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 60 Why did you let me ride in your carriage?
"Sixty stone!"

"61 stone!"

The recorded numbers are still rising.

Baiguan stared at the sweet potato, his eyes were red, and he felt that he was almost out of breath.

The dry land is barren. Generally speaking, one mu of land can only produce four to five shi of rice.

And now, before the weighing of one mu of sweet potatoes is finished, it has already reached an astonishing sixty shi!
They couldn't imagine how much this number could reach after the weighing!
Although I eat too much sweet potatoes, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach and have a lot of farts.

But that is food after all!
The taste is sweet and full of satiety!
You won't have diarrhea after eating, and you won't be bloated to death.
Not all the officials came from aristocratic families, and some of them came from poor families.

These humble officials have a far better understanding of the famine disaster than others.

They were literally starving.

Know what it feels like to be hungry.

At first it felt like a fire was burning in the stomach, and then it gradually spread and spread all over the body.

Then, it was like the bitter water of a river, constantly churning.

It was torture!
Long and endless torture!
At this time, in order to make myself more comfortable.

They will stuff leaves, bark, soil, and even stones into their stomachs!

But that was in vain, and more turbulent torture followed.

Then there is more soil, more stones...

Among the hundreds of officials present.

There is a censor who once watched his sister, who swelled to death because she ate too much soil.

That scene, engraved in his mind, will never be forgotten in his life.

At this moment.

Looking at the sweet potato in front of him, he felt his mind go blank.

What sage books, what world affairs, what posthumous names, all forgotten.

Some are just sweet potatoes.

This is a life saver!
Can save the common people in the world!
"Seventy stone!"

"71 stone!"

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"Eighty stone!"

After weighing the last piece of sweet potato, the recorded number stayed at eighty shi.

The whole field was silent.

A gust of refreshing cool wind blew by, driving the withered and yellow leaves and making a rustling sound.

suddenly.

Someone wailed.

Kneeling on the ground, with his head touching the ground, his mournful voice spread throughout the entire field!

The impoverished censor who had witnessed his relatives and friends starving to death one by one, felt that the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for decades suddenly burst out.

At this moment, he didn't want to do anything, he didn't want to care about anything, he just wanted to cry, until his voice was hoarse, until his tears ran out.

Seeing this scene, the colleagues around him wanted to step forward to give him a hand, but after hesitating for a while, they stopped in place.

Fang Xiu stood among the officials, looked at him, and said nothing.

Wu Mingkong stood beside Fang Xiu, witnessing this scene, the original excitement was also diluted a bit.

She is the eldest princess, loved by the late emperor since she was a child.

16 years of life can be summed up by more than just a piece of rich clothes and good food.

What does hunger feel like.
Of course she didn't realize it.

But she is not Emperor Ganhui who doesn't eat minced meat.

She also knows the sufferings of the people.

But for some reason, seeing the wailing Yushi, she felt flustered and guilty for no reason.

Subconsciously want a shoulder to snuggle, even if only for a while.

But she is the emperor, the son of heaven, who in this world can support her?
Thinking of this, Wu Mingkong sighed in his heart, and then subconsciously pasted it on Fang Xiu's side.

a while.

The censor's crying finally stopped.

He knelt on the ground, facing Fang Xiu, and kowtowed heavily.

The stone that hit the ground on his forehead was dripping with blood.

But he didn't notice it at all, and said in a hoarse voice: "Fang Xiang saved the people from the fire and water! His achievements have gone down in history, and his merits are immeasurable! I am grateful, I am so grateful, I don't know what to say"

aside.

When Qin Xingyan heard this, he was startled for a moment, then he squinted at the censor, and said in his heart: You have said what you said, let me say something!
Fang Xiu looked at him, sighed in his heart, and said slowly: "Sweet potatoes are just one of many overseas crops. In fact, there are several kinds of crops planted behind Yunyin Mountain. Although the output is not as good as sweet potatoes, the satiety is better. Strong, you won't feel bloated if you eat too much, it's a real grain that can rival five grains...

When sweet potatoes are widely planted in Dagan and everyone in Dagan has food to eat, I will hand over those crops to the Ministry of Households according to the truth. "

As soon as this word comes out.

All the officials were excited again, and excitement could be seen in their eyes.

If before.

Fang Xiang told them that in addition to grains, there are other grains in this world.

They didn't believe it when they were killed.

However, today I witnessed the production of this sweet potato with my own eyes.

No one will ever doubt the phase!
After all... the yield of sweet potatoes is fifteen times that of rice, so outrageous words have been confirmed!
What else is unbelievable?
"Okay, okay!"

When the officials heard Fang Xiu's words, they were immersed in great joy and couldn't extricate themselves.

Just now.

An extremely excited voice suddenly sounded!

"Fang Xiang is wise!"

Hearing this excited voice, Baiguan subconsciously looked at Qin Xingyan.

After hesitating for a moment, they said in unison:
"Fang Xiang is wise!"

The voice fell.

Several elderly senior ministers looked at each other, and boldly said in unison: "Your Majesty is wise!"

Only this time, the voice was much weaker than before.

Wu Mingkong looked at Baiguan, but he didn't care.

After all, this credit is Fang Xiu's and has nothing to do with her.

Coupled with the sentence of Your Majesty, it seems that she is hypocritical and stingy, and wants to take credit for it.

then.

She looked around for a week, and said in a cold voice: "Prime Minister Fang Xiu pushed sweet potatoes, blessed the world, bestowed ten thousand taels of gold, and wore a gold-rimmed scarlet robe!"

The so-called scarlet gown with gold borders is to embroider gold borders on both sides of the official uniform.

Throughout the twelve generations of Daqian, counting Fangxiu, only seven ministers enjoyed this treatment.

The other six are all princes who followed the emperor Taizu to conquer the world.

The reason for rewarding this is because Wu Mingkong really doesn't know what to reward
Originally, she planned to give Fang Xiu the barbarian dancer in the palace.

But for some reason, when she thought that Fang Xiu would have sex with those barbarian dancers every night, she felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and finally decided to send clothes instead.

Fang Xiu heard the empress's voice, turned to look at her, and saw a hint of anxiety in her eyes, suddenly felt a little funny.

Is it because he is afraid that he will not give her face?
Fang Xiu thought about it, and saluted anyway.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Wu Mingkong looked at him, inexplicably happy, at least in front of outsiders, he still gave himself face.
But on second thought.

This guy is calling a deer a horse, so how can he save any face for himself.

Moreover, it is obvious that he is also an outsider, his deadly enemy, and a traitor, so why did he come up with such inexplicable thoughts.

The empress looked at Fang Xiu, and couldn't help thinking about it...

Time passed, and the sun was setting in the blink of an eye.

The sweet potato count continues.

The yield per mu is basically maintained at around 75 shi, which is almost fifteen times that of rice.

Baiguan looked at these sweet potatoes, and couldn't calm down their excitement for a long time. They talked a lot when they left the field.

And Wu Mingkong stood beside Fang Xiu, looking at his carriage, couldn't help asking curiously: "Why do you let me ride in your carriage?"

Fang Xiu looked at her, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Because I have a treasure, I want to show it to Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)