Datang: Longevity for Thousands of Years, Exposed by Xiao Sizi

"Why……."

Du Ruhui sighed, shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu doesn't think highly of them."

"What's the big deal? At most I can kick this face out, and when Master Qin comes back, I'll talk to him and beg him for mercy."

"It's not shameful to ask His Royal Highness the King of Chu for help anyway!"

Cheng Yaojin was drunk and laughing.

Everyone laughed.

Moon stars are rare.

The night sky is clear.

Laughter resounded through the sky.

"Come on, come on!"

"Let's dedicate this bowl to Mr. Qin."

"One day, when Master Qin comes back, I will definitely have a good drink with him!!"

The whole Chang'an did not sleep all night.

It was really a party until late at night.

Both the common people and the dukes were immersed in great celebration and joy.

The Tang Dynasty has really suffered many disasters in these years.

This time, the ceremony

It really is...it swept away the previous gloom and made the atmosphere of the entire Tang Dynasty relaxed and lively.

No more, heavy!
No more sighs and complaints!

When the sun rises, the sunlight once again covers the entire world.

Chang'an City was even quieter than at night.

no way!
After a night of revelry and excitement, people’s energy is always limited.

There's always a moment of silence.

However, the quietness of Chang'an did not affect the continued carnival outside the city.

The people all opened their eyes wide, and no one dared to close their eyes at all.

They were so excited that they had no desire to sleep at all.

My nerves are so tense that I can't relax at all.
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Prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture.

There are also two county magistrates from Chang'an County and Wannian County.

All the detectives and yamen runners were dispatched, as well as the Jingzhao Prefecture soldiers in Chang'an.

For nothing else.

Because today, the sweet potatoes outside the city are about to be harvested.

The sweet potato harvest from Suzaku Gate yesterday had already made them impatient.

The people were looking forward to the day, counting the hours on their fingers, opening their eyes little by little, waiting until dawn.

When the sun comes out, everyone with their families rushes to the fields.

Moreover, this time, not only the farmers who planted sweet potatoes came, but all the villagers in the entire village came.

Who wouldn't want to borrow a piece of the legendary sweet potato?
The yield per mu is thirty to forty dan!

This is a treasure that produces thirty to forty dan per mu.

Who wouldn't be excited?
Who isn't boiling?

Who can't stand it?
….……….…….
Outside Chang'an.

Guojiazhuang.

This was carried out at the same time as the sweet potato pilot project outside the Imperial City.

Sweet potatoes are growing outside the imperial city, and the imperial guards have already arrived here.

Compared to the sighs and groans a few months ago, today, every household in the village has hung up red lanterns, as well as various red silks and red papers. In short, the entire village is decorated with gorgeous things and full of joy.

If you didn’t know, you would think that a royal noble was going to marry a farmer in this farm.

"Watch carefully, watch carefully, don't damage the sweet potatoes, dig them up one by one, pull them out one by one, otherwise, I will kill you guys on behalf of His Royal Highness the King of Chu."

"Your Highness the Prince of Chu is watching from the sky. If anything goes wrong, His Highness the Prince of Chu will not let you go."

"Oh my god, His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu is the great benefactor of our Guo Family Village, and he is our ancestor. This is too great!!"

"Your Highness the Prince of Chu is invincible, Your Highness the Prince of Chu is invincible!"

"......."

When Li Shimin, Changsun Wuji and three others walked here, before they saw anyone, they heard an excited shout that resounded through the sky.

Muramasa was really excited.

He stood at the edge of the field, frantically directing the villagers in the village.

Don't dare to delay at all.

Be careful.

It's really more careful than serving your own father.

I was afraid that it would affect the sweet potato harvest.

Now, he understands the importance of sweet potatoes. This thing can produce 30 dan per mu. If it can be promoted, then why would they worry about not having enough food?

Even if you eat three meals a day, you still can't finish so much food.

Thinking of this, Muramasa's stomach growled a little, but there was nothing he could do because he was so excited. Even though he was over seventy years old, he still couldn't close his eyes at all, and the sun was out all night.

As soon as the sun rose, he couldn't help but rush over with his men.

As for not having eaten, it was not surprising at all. When had they ever had breakfast in all these years?

Both lunch and dinner.

Eating two meals a day is the most basic common sense for the people of the Tang Dynasty.

Except for the landlords and nobles, ordinary people could not afford three meals a day.

Even after experiencing so many disasters, many people could not afford two meals a day.

It's really just enough to avoid starving to death.

As for the feeling of being full, when have ordinary people ever experienced this?

I guess it happens less than two or three times a year.

However, it is different now.

Muramasa understood it, and the farmers in Guojia Village also understood it.

The yield per mu is thirty dan. This is a crop that yields thirty dan per mu.

If you plant as much as you want, you won’t be able to eat it all in a year and there will be a lot left.

after,

You can eat it every meal and feel full every time.

Muramasa was staring at the men from Guojia Village.

One by one, they dug up the soil with their hands, welcoming the sweet potato harvest.

The women in Guojia Village also followed the men. When the men pulled out the sweet potatoes, they would carefully clean the dirt off them and then pile them together.

Around, the county government took photos of the number of people counted.

There are also Jinwu Guards watching over the place.

Tense and orderly.

Li Shimin, Changsun Wuji and three others got off the carriage.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Muramasa was originally a little dissatisfied with this group of uninvited guests. He frowned and wanted to drive them away.

At such a critical moment, he didn't want to make any mistakes.

However, the Jinwu Guard guarding the place knelt down on one knee and drank it out respectfully.

At this moment, the villager was suddenly panicked and fell to his knees.

"Your Majesty! Village Chief of Guojiazhuang, I pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

"Oh my, Muramasa, please get up quickly."

Li Shimin quickly helped him up.

The laws of the Tang Dynasty stipulate that for such elderly people, even if they have committed minor faults, they do not need to be arrested and interrogated.

Moreover, it is also stipulated that you don’t have to kneel down or kowtow when meeting an official!

"Father-in-law, how is the sweet potato harvest in this field?" Li Shimin asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty, it's fine." "Look, look, it's so big, so many, and so thick. I've never seen anything this good in my entire life!!"

"I, an old man, will not say anything else. On behalf of the four or five hundred people in Guogu Village, I would like to thank His Majesty and Mr. Qin for bringing us such good crops!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!!"

Muramasa said excitedly.

Li Shimin smiled and said, "You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, you should thank the King of Chu. To be honest, I don't know where these things came from. They were all handled by Prince Qin. I just helped him hand them over to the people."

“Hehehe…”

Li Shimin smiled.

There is no greed.

No need!
Sweet potatoes are so important that it goes without saying that all history books in the future will include records and introductions of sweet potatoes.

His achievements were definitely indispensable, but Li Shimin never thought about taking them all.

Not to mention, he now wants to raise the reputation of Master Qin.

For the world, for the Tang Dynasty, and for the people!

"Yes, as Young Master Qin, Your Majesty, I really don't know when Young Master Qin will come back. When the time comes, I will go to your house and kowtow to you."

Muramasa said very seriously.

"I don't know about that either. The King of Chu has his own things to do."

"However, in my opinion, it is unnecessary for him to kowtow to me. He is from the Tang Dynasty, and it is his duty to consider the people!"

Li Shimin said with a smile.

There is still bitterness in the smile.

grandma's!
I have been emperor for such a long time, but I have never received such treatment.

Before he knew it, this brat Young Master Qin's reputation among the people was surpassing his own.

"Yes, old man, there is no need to go specifically to Mr. Qin."

"Look, the Qin Gongzi Temple in the city is about to be built. When it opens, we can go and burn some incense and kowtow to the statue of Qin Gongzi."

Changsun Wuji said with a smile.

Temple of Prince Qin!

This was built in Chang'an several months ago by order of Li Shimin.

Now, it is finally being completed, and from a distance it looks like it will be open to welcome worshippers.

When the village chief heard this, he grinned and said, "Duke Changsun, there is no need to tell me about this. Our village is already prepared."

"Hehehe... As soon as the temple of Master Qin is completed, we in Guojiazhuang will definitely bring a huge tribute to honor Master Qin."

"Now everyone in our village is waiting to take it. When the time comes, everyone will go, everyone will go!"

Muramasa said.

Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui looked at each other, their hearts filled with bitterness.

They are also a bit sour.

Prince Qin, there is already a holy temple.

And it seems that when the day comes that it opens, Chang'an will be even more lively.

Hey!
Before they knew it, Master Qin had already surpassed them by far.

They all wanted to leave their names in history and have a nice posthumous title after their death.

But Master Qin looks like he's about to be deified!
Living people build temples!

Who has had this since ancient times?
Young Master Qin was the first to perform such a great deed, and he was also recognized by the people.

I can’t imagine it!
"it is good!"

"Father-in-law, you guys should harvest the sweet potatoes well. I'm going to go look around somewhere else, hehe...look around."

Li Shimin smiled.

Under the gaze of everyone in Guojiazhuang, they boarded the carriage, left here, and headed towards other villages.

It was not until the sun set that he returned to Chang'an.

At this time, someone from the Ministry of Works submitted a memorial stating that the Temple of Prince Qin had been completed and asked Li Shimin to set an auspicious day for opening the temple.

Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui were also standing nearby with serious expressions.

The day has finally come!

Open the temple!
We just talked about this this afternoon, and it’s done now?

Li Shimin looked at the memorial and raised his head to glance at Changsun Wuji and the other three.

"What day would be best?"

"Your Majesty, this..."

Zhang Sun Wuji pursed his lips and said, "Your Majesty, please tell me. This matter is a major event for our Tang Dynasty, and countless people are watching."

"Yes, Your Majesty, this day should be set by you."

"Opening the temple of Prince Qin is no small matter. Such an achievement is rare in the world."

"However, your majesty, your majesty cannot go on the day the temple is opened."

"Otherwise, the matter of etiquette is always difficult to arrange."

Wei Zheng said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Changsun Wuji and Du Ruhui nodded repeatedly.

Of course, Li Shimin also knew this truth.

Young Master Qin is, after all, a member of the Tang Dynasty.

And now, Master Qin is still alive.

This is a sheng temple that is one level higher than a sheng ancestral temple.

When the time comes, when Li Shimin arrives, should we kneel down and worship him?
After all, this is a temple, and the saints of the time are enshrined in it!
First of all, Li Shimin was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty under Qin Changye. How could he kowtow to Qin Changye in the whole world? Not to mention, Li Shimin was still the emperor, and Qin Changye was just a commoner.

It is even more unacceptable for the emperor to kowtow to the people.

but!
Once entering the temple, no matter who you are, you will respect Qin Changye as the most respected person.

Therefore, in order to prevent various inappropriate etiquette, Li Shimin was not willing to go.

"I know."

"If that's the case, then pass it on. Open the temple in three days."

"On that day, every household in the city should keep their doors and windows open, and the city-wide curfew will be lifted."

"As for all matters concerning the opening of the temple, they will be arranged by the Ministry of Rites."

Li Shimin ordered.

Wei Zheng hurriedly accepted the order.

"You three will be in charge of this matter. Go!"

Li Shimin waved his hand.

The three of them quickly retreated.

Now that everything has been explained, they will naturally get busy.

I guess even the Ministry of Rites is completely confused about this matter. There has been no record of this since ancient times, and the Ministry of Rites has no experience either. Everyone has to discuss and cross the river by feeling the stones.

Li Shimin looked at the three people leaving in a hurry, then looked down at the memorial from the Ministry of Works. He really didn't know what to say about this matter.

Is it a good thing or a bad thing?
A wonderful thing!
But, I’m so envious!

Li Shimin didn't even dare to build a temple for himself.

Who could have thought that Qin Gongzi Temple could be built so smoothly!

"You little bastard, it's time for you to be remembered for generations to come."

"Food, books, sweet potatoes, pork, and all kinds of things, which one did not have a great impact on the world, which one did not save millions of people in the world?"

"And the battle in the northern border directly saved my great Tang from endless suffering. You deserve it!"

"I am really a little jealous of you, ah..."

"Why don't you give me some? Then we can stand together and share the incense!"

"But what I have done over the years cannot enter the temple."

"Although they helped to establish the Tang Dynasty, how many people have achieved success and fame since ancient times? None of them entered the temple."

"I... naturally don't have the face to go in."

Li Shimin talked to himself.

The word "envy" was written all over his face. (End of this chapter)