The Rise of the European Emperor

"It's only 788 catties, not more than 1000 catties at all..." Some officials began to curl their lips after hearing the figures.

"No!" Many officials reacted immediately - this is the output of three-fen land, not one mu of land!

One-third of the land yielded 788 catties. Isn't that one mu of land yielding 2626.7 catties? My God, this is ten times the yield per mu of ordinary wheat! Ten times!

So, the ministers rushed to the small officials of the household department and asked loudly:

"Really? Are you reading that right?"

A few small officials from the household department were surrounded by big bosses, and they were terrified. But after they carefully read it again, they confirmed:

"That's right, it's 788 catties!"

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The crowd suddenly fell silent, but after a while, they exploded with a "boom"...

"Oh my god, this old man has never seen such a crazy thing. Zixiu (the word of a certain minister), please pinch this old man to see if this old man is dreaming..."

After a while, there were bursts of painful cries among the officials...

"It seems to be true..." Many people finally came to their senses.

At this time, some clever ministers had already knelt down in front of Zhengde who was watching the scale display, which shocked Zhengde...

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty! With this divine food, the world will be free from hunger, and great rule will not be far away!"

Zhengde was stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic—isn't it? With a yield of 2,000 to several hundred catties of divine food per mu, isn't the world about to be brought into chaos? And this, even his father Hongzhi, the man who was called Mingjun by the officials, couldn't do it.

Moreover, not only did Emperor Hongzhi fail to do it, the previous founding emperor, Hongwu Emperor, and the talented and generous Emperor Yongle also failed to do it... Even, Qin Emperor Hanwu, Tang Zong and Song Zu failed to do this...

"Maybe, I will become a great emperor..." Zhengde looked at the air in front of him and laughed foolishly.

The ministers also understood the state of Zhengde at this time. With the advent of this divine food, Emperor Zhengde's name will be immortalized forever. And they can also follow Zhengde for a while, and leave their names in history together...

so,

While Zhengde was in YY, the ministers suddenly elected Li Dongyang and other literary leaders to write essays to commemorate this historical moment. They even clamored for a stele to record this historical moment. Most importantly, they want to engrave their names on the stele for future generations to admire...

Li Dongyang is also a genius, so he naturally knows how to write...

"In the fifth year of Zhengde, on November 20th, the first agricultural altar in the capital. The emperor personally led Li Dongyang, Yang Tinghe, Liu Zhong, Liang Chu, Yang Yiqing...and hundreds of ministers, gathered at Guangengtai..." Li Dongyang was very kind, and said The names of the hundreds of ministers present are all written in the order, so that all the ministers present are honored. Then, there is a gorgeous parallel essay, praising the peace of the world, the wise monarch, and the virtuous officials, which are signs of a prosperous age...

The officials were in high spirits and excited, watching Li Dongyang write the essay. But the more Marin looked at it, the more something was wrong...

"Old Li Ge, why don't you have my name? I brought this sweet potato..." After finishing speaking, Marin looked at Li Dongyang anxiously.

Li Dongyang patted his head:

"Sorry, I almost forgot Ma Guozhu..."

Then, at the end of the article, Li Dongyang mentioned a sentence - this divine food was offered by the overseas feudal lord Ma Lin... Then, it's gone...

Marin was a little dumbfounded, but Zhengde, who was sober at this moment, patted Marin's shoulder and comforted him:

"This is a feast for the emperor and ministers of the Ming Dynasty, you are an outsider..."

That look, that meaning, clearly said——to be able to mention you at the end, count as smoke from your ancestral grave...

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Then, those 788 catties of fresh sweet potatoes immediately became a super treasure in the eyes of the emperor and ministers of the Ming Dynasty. Zhengde directly used the dragon robe to carry a few kilograms of red soil with mud residue, held it in both hands, and brought it back to the Forbidden City. But Li Dongyang, Yang Tinghe and other ministers were not far behind. They each held a few sweet potatoes, followed Zhengde devoutly, and returned to the Forbidden City solemnly...

However, some low-ranking ministers couldn't get the sweet potatoes, so they had to walk back to the Forbidden City behind the big bosses holding the baskets of sweet potatoes.

Because the sweet potatoes were too hot, Zhengde and his officials, in order to show their dignity, gave up the car and walked back to the Forbidden City...

Then, the people of the Ming Dynasty were amazed to find that one day in the early winter of the fifth year of Zhengde, the emperor and ministers were walking on the streets of the capital with a pink thing in their hands, piously on their faces...

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But after arriving at Chengtianmen (Tiananmen), the gate of the imperial city, Zhengde and a group of ministers did not rush back to Miyagi, but turned east, and rushed to the Taimiao near Chengtianmen...

It turned out that the reason why Zhengde and the ministers made it so formal was to go to the Taimiao to offer sacrifices and to announce the good news to the ancestors...

After entering the Ancestral Temple, Zhengde excitedly placed a pile of sweet potatoes wrapped in a dragon robe respectfully in front of the table in the main hall of the Ancestral Temple, and then knelt down reverently. The same was true of the ministers, who put the sweet potatoes they were holding in front of the case in the Taimiao hall. Then, according to their positions, everyone knelt down behind Zhengde...

Marin looked left and right, but he didn't see these guys leaving a place for himself. In desperation, he had no choice but to kneel beside those baskets...

The young Zhengde blushed with excitement, and he confided to a row of tablets in the Taimiao:

"Father, ancestors, today, Zhu Houzhao, the unworthy descendant, has brought the greatest auspiciousness since the founding of the Ming Dynasty to visit the ancestors!"

"This kind of auspiciousness is called sweet potato, which comes from the country of Taixi. This kind of auspiciousness is different from the general auspiciousness. The general auspiciousness can only be seen but not used, let alone eaten. Today's auspiciousness is not only edible, but also delicious. Not only delicious, but also Great yield!"

"In my Ming dynasty, the yield per mu is generally no more than two to three hundred catties. But this kind of auspicious sweet potato can actually yield more than two thousand and six hundred catties per mu, which is almost ten times the yield per mu of ordinary grain!"

"Ten times! Ten times! Father, listed as the ancestor..."

"Hou Zhao knows that he is not a benevolent and holy king. Hou Zhao was young and playful, and for this reason, he almost let his slave Liu Jin mess up the government. Fortunately, there are many upright and capable ministers left by you, father, in the court..."

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Speaking of this, the ministers who knelt together showed complacent expressions...

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"My son is playful, and I never thought that I could stand up to a wise king like my father. However, I didn't expect that just this year, Ma Lin, the king of Thailand and the West, traveled thousands of miles to send sweet potatoes, a god food with an extremely high yield. Daming. It can be seen that the head of the Ma Kingdom, Daming, is very sincere..." As he spoke, Zhengde glanced approvingly at Marin, who was kneeling beside the basket. Marin immediately straightened his waist and responded...

"God bless Daming! To make such divine food available to the court of the Ming Dynasty. Although it is not good to be generous, I hope that the people of the Li people will no longer suffer from hunger. Everyone can eat and wear warmth, live in peace and contentment, and live up to it." The mountains and rivers that the Emperor Taizu worked so hard to conquer also lived up to the painstaking efforts of the other emperors..."

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After confiding, Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao led the officials to kowtow continuously, and Marin also followed suit...

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After the sacrifice of Taimiao, Zhengde, who was in a good mood, announced that because of the divine food, the imperial court would pardon the world, and the criminals who were charged with crimes other than treason, bullying and murder would be pardoned and punished.

And the ministers did not object. Because, getting more than 2,000 catties of "divine food" per mu is also qualified to let the imperial court amnesty the world to celebrate...