Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 29 Rice porridge

After the good news of Yangzhou's harvest reached the capital.

Zhu Yuanzhang sent an inspection censor to Yangzhou to verify the situation in front of all the ministers.

After all, what was reported in the report was really shocking.

Even though he had learned the truth from Zhu Yan, he still had to go through the process.

Almost no one in the court believed that everything Yang Xian said in the report was true. The yield per mu was 1500 kilograms?What a joke!
Do we really think we are fools?
All civil and military officials in the dynasty, including the founding ministers who followed Zhu Yuanzhang all the way to conquer the world today, all came from poor backgrounds.

Can they still not know how much food can be grown from one acre of land?

Pan Longyun, who was standing behind the ministers, could no longer hide the proud look on his face.

In the past few months, his life had been extremely frustrating.

Liu Bowen, who originally had high hopes for him, started to stay away from him after that incident. Although he didn't show anything on the surface, Pan Longyun could clearly feel the distance.

And Li Shanchang, his real backer, always smiled when he saw him, even though he said good words of encouragement, saying that Pan Yushi would have a bright future.But for some reason, when Pan Longyun looked at Li Shanchang's smiling face, he always felt a little hairy behind his back.

In his opinion, all this was caused by Yang Xian!
Seeing Yang Xian seeking his own death now, Pan Longyun laughed like crazy.

This is because he was forced to panic, and he often made mistakes. He dared to lie about something that could be verified immediately by sending someone over.

Bully the king, but beheaded.

If it weren't for the morning court, he would probably have laughed out loud.

On the way back.

Along the way, Pan Longyun felt like he was floating even when he walked.

Li Shanchang glanced at Pan Longyun who was walking away in front, and said with a smile: "The yield per mu is 1500 kilograms. Yang Xian has really made some earth-shattering achievements this time. Bowen, today's young people are really amazing. The world is about to change." Where they are young, we are old.”

"Master Xiangguo is in his prime, I am really old." Liu Bowen's expression did not change, he raised his head and glanced at Pan Longyun, who was floating in the distance, and then said. "Besides, young people tend to get carried away when they have some achievements. As elders, we still have to watch them more."

Although Li Shanchang thought in his heart that it was impossible to produce 1500 kilograms of grain per mu because it was too outrageous, he still wanted to see something through the change in Liu Bowen's expression.

Liu Bowen knew very well what Li Shanchang was thinking.

Although he had received a letter from Yang Xian in advance and knew about the great harvest in Yangzhou, his subconscious could not believe that it was true.

Therefore, his expression at this moment does not require any disguise at all, it is indeed revealing his true feelings.

the other side.

Far away in Yangzhou, Yang Xian, who Pan Longyun said was seeking death, had a very comfortable life.

Nowadays, officials from seven counties in one prefecture of Yangzhou work together as one, and the people obey the law.

Coupled with the presence of an old scalper, Lu Mingyi, Yang Xian can devote almost all his time to his own affairs.

Asphalt roads have begun to be rolled out in other sections of Yangzhou City as planned. At this rate, they will probably be rolled out to other counties next year. However, this will probably cost a lot of money.

Fortunately, the production of salt and sugar (desserts) is on the right track.Yang Xian wandered around various places during the day, making some preparations for the coming winter.

At night, I continued to "write" Dream of Red Mansions in my room.

The days passed were extremely peaceful and quiet.

The days just passed by.

Over in the capital, the day that everyone has been waiting for has finally arrived.

The censor who was sent out to inspect Yangzhou returned to the capital as if he had seen a ghost. Then in the morning, he read out loud the miracle of Yangzhou's autumn harvest in a trembling voice!
Once again, all the ministers were confused.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up directly from the dragon throne, with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "You all heard it, right?"

"Yang Xian governed Yangzhou. He was really bold and took the lead. I gave him three years, but he only used one year to give me a great harvest. When the soldiers attacked the city, it was nothing more than that. Founding of the People's Republic of China So far, all industries are booming. The first of all industries is mulberry farming. If the ground cannot grow food, then the country is weak and the people are poor. Even taxes and military expenditures are not paid, and it even affects the people's support."

"Why, the people don't have enough to eat. They will definitely scold their mothers. They will say what is the difference between the Ming Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty? Aren't they both hungry? Therefore, at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, we promulgated the Datong Calendar From the day of the founding of the People's Republic of China, he has placed the first priority on ensuring agriculture, promoting agriculture, and raising agriculture. Yang Xian should be the first to make this move, don't you think?"

"Exactly." Li Shanchang took a step forward and was the first to speak.

"With good deeds, I ordered Zhongshu Sheng to immediately draw up an edict and issue an order to commend Yang Xian and all Yangzhou officials."

"At the same time, let him send someone to send some autumn harvest grain to Beijing. At this year's autumn harvest ceremony, everyone will drink a bowl of rice-flavored porridge made from Yangzhou rice with us." Zhu Yuanzhang laughed, as happy as a child.

"The minister takes orders."

night.

Xiangguo Mansion, Study Room.

"Xiangguo, my subordinates are quite doubtful about Yang Xian's political achievements. Is there any element of showmanship in this? Also, Yang Xian came from the Imperial Academy and was a high disciple of Liu Bowen. The censorship station is also under the control of Liu Zhongcheng, who patrols the censorship. Will there be secret favoritism towards Yang Xian and help him conceal his fraud?"

Hu Weiyong looked at Li Shanchang sitting on the chair and continued to speak.

"It may be true that Yangzhou will have a bumper harvest this year, but if you say that the yield per mu is 1500 kilograms of grain, I wouldn't believe it to my death."

"Wei Yong, it doesn't matter whether we believe it or not. What's important is that the emperor believes it." Li Shanchang put down the teacup in his hand and said. "At the court meeting this morning, the emperor used the words Yang Xian's achievements in Yangzhou as his first contribution since the founding of the People's Republic of China."

"The weight represented by these words cannot be weighed by anyone who hears them."

"You don't believe such a fantasy as a yield of 1500 kilograms per mu, and neither do I, nor do other ministers, but no one pointed it out in the morning. Wei Yong, because now is not the time."

"The emperor is in high spirits right now. If we get together at this time, wouldn't we be in trouble?"

"And we don't have Yang Xian's fraudulent data at all now."

To be able to hold the position of Prime Minister Zuo of Zhongshu Province for so many years, Li Shanchang naturally knows the way of being an official.

And after spending so many years together, he knew his emperor very well.

"But I just can't swallow this tone. You have to know what happened with Xuehuayan before. Liu Bowen and Yang Xian cheated us hard." Hu Weiyong said angrily.

(End of this chapter)