Chapter 308: The Blessing of the World
Listening to Emperor Hongzhi's inquiry, Xiao Jing smiled very much.
But he felt extremely uncomfortable.
As the eunuch in charge of the seal of the Silijian and the factory owner of the Dongjishi Factory, what he feared the most was that His Majesty explicitly ordered him to go and check the details of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Why was Xiao Jing ignorant about Tudou at the beginning? In fact, the fundamental reason is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in the West.
Therefore, the East Factory tried its best to avoid going to Xishan to investigate secretly.
There are so many taboos in this matter!
Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is the future emperor. You Dongchang dare to investigate the Crown Prince in secret. Anyone in the future can secretly report it. What will the future emperor imagine?
No matter what associations will eventually arise, Xiao Jing will be in trouble.
Therefore, he had to pretend to be confused, and the East Factory would never dare to set up any secret spies in the West Mountain, because as long as His Royal Highness knew in the future, no matter what he found or did he report it to His Majesty secretly, this might be the handle for Xiao Jing to not have a good end in the future.
The factory guards are everywhere, but they must know who can be investigated and who you have to hide from a distance. You can't ask any questions that you shouldn't ask. Even if someone sends this information to the lobby of your Dongjishi Factory, Xiao Jing will definitely not dare to read it.
In the past, His Majesty the Emperor asked the prince at most what he was doing, but Xiao Jing's answer was very simple. This did not require a secret visit at all. He just needed to let the person go to the Zhan Shi Mansion and ask his highness about his itinerary. This is not a shameful thing. Everything has records to check, but now, it is equivalent to inquire about His Highness's privacy. This...it is difficult to ensure that there will be no hidden dangers in the future.
But since Your Majesty has asked and pointed out that the East Factory needs to find out clearly. If he doesn't go, Your Majesty will not be able to explain it here. If there is any concealment in front of Your Majesty today, it will be even more serious. This is a matter of knowing the truth and deceiving the emperor.
So... although Xiao Jing was smiling, he felt aggrieved. It was really hard to be a human being between this royal father and son.
At this time, Xiao Jing could only say truthfully: "Your Majesty, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, arrived at the East Palace, wandered around, and then went to the West Mountain."
"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi held the spoon and was still eating mashed potatoes in a mess. It seemed irrelevant, but without showing any expression, he was obviously particularly concerned about what Xiao Jing reported secretly.
"What's next?"
Seeing that Xiao Jing did not continue talking, Emperor Hongzhi asked.
"Your Highness went to Xishan and went to eat potatoes."
"Is that true?" Emperor Hongzhi lowered his head and looked at the mashed potatoes on the plate. Does this kid have this hobby?
But... it's just because of this, why don't you tell me directly? Why are you so sneaky?
"Is there any more?"
Emperor Hongzhi always felt that it was not that simple. He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Jing with a smile.
He knew there must be some inside story.
What does the prince look like? If he, a father, doesn't know, would be a failure.
Xiao Jing was so angry that he was seen by Emperor Hongzhi, and said with a bitter look on his face: "Your Highness the Crown Prince eats...it's beef with potatoes."
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When Emperor Hongzhi heard this, he subconsciously looked at the mashed potatoes on the plate. His stomach was full of potato smell, which made him burp...
Potatoes…roasted beef…
Emperor Hongzhi frowned and continued to ask casually: "Where did beef come from?"
"I'm dead, so Fang Jifan bought it and slaughtered it and cooked it." Xiao Jing said.
Hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi frowned and said in a deep voice: "It was bought by the prince. Don't count Fang Jifan. I know there are some things that you dare not say."
"This..." Xiao Jing felt sweaty in his palms, and his heart even trembled, but he had to nod and said, "It seems to be."
"How did this cow die?"
The more you ask the truth, the more pressure Xiao Jing is, because he knows that perhaps your Majesty already has an answer in his heart, which is called "seeing the fire". If he hides anything, it may make His Majesty doubt him, and his good days will really come to an end.
Xiao Jing gritted his teeth and said, "From the investigation of Shuntian Prefecture, local baojia chiefs and local gentry, this cow was hit by a huge rock from the sky and killed."
"Click, it fell from the sky?" Emperor Hongzhi smiled on his lips, but the smile was obviously mocking: "When you walk on the street, will it fall from the sky fall? "
"I..." Xiao Jing hurriedly bowed and said, "Actually, I have also investigated it. There are many records of flying stones outside the sky over the past century, such as in the third year of Hongzhi..."
"Stop talking about this." Emperor Hongzhi glared at Xiao Jing and interrupted him directly.
Xiao Jing smacked his lips, as if he felt his explanation was a little pale. He tried hard to smile: "That... Your Majesty, they have the book of slaughtering Niu."
Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyes, thoughtful, and was silent for a moment, and said, "Follow me again. From today on, will the cattle raised by the merchants near Xishan still be lost and abnormal, how many have died and how many have been lost, all of them will be reported."
"This... Your Majesty, is it..."
Emperor Hongzhi shook his head and said, "You don't understand. In everything, there will be one, there will be two, and there will be three. Please keep an eye on me."
"yes."
Xiao Jingshi was unwilling to follow Emperor Hongzhi. He... was afraid of death, but he had no choice but to bow and say he could do his best.
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The capital was full of emotions, and countless people wanted to see what this potato was.
In fact, near the capital, some land prices have begun to shake, and more people have gone to the West Mountain to find out.
It was like playing with a monkey. In the densely planted potato field, the greenhouse had been removed, with three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounded by scholars and local gentry.
The captain and the strong men all showed their excitement. Today they changed into new clothes and surrounded the potato field. Then the captains began to dig potatoes.
One stone, two stones...ten stones, people excitedly reported one amazing number after another. Some elderly people, although their hair and beard were white, were crying loudly at this moment.
"God pleads with us people..." the old man said in tears.
In this life, it would be considered in vain to be able to see such a scene.
In fact, this old gentry also has some fields near the capital of the Gyeonggi. He was an old scholar. After failing many exams, he simply stopped taking the exam and kept his own business well and enjoyed his grandchildren.
As soon as the land price drops, it hurts a little.
But it’s strange that he doesn’t know whether to cry or laugh. He has been reading books for his whole life. Isn’t what he wants to be full of granaries and the people know etiquette? Isn’t what he wants to be without starvation in the world?
Seeing the potatoes dig out one by one, people reported the number one by one, the old scholar's heart was trembling. After that, the land was definitely not worth much, but... families like them, with oil-pressing workshops and some beasts, and their lives can still maintain the decentness of the past.
In fact, these are the lands. More food can grow here, and life will only be richer. The price of land that falls is just a number on paper after all.
The old scholar burst into tears, like a dream. When he reported to Thirty Stones, he exhaled a long sigh and his eyes shone.
"Okay, it's so good. What's wrong with the peaceful and prosperous times?" The old scholar shook his head and excitedly said to the person who was surrounded by his face, either his expression was a little ugly, or his heart was a little ache, but in the end, he was still happy: "In the past, we had food to eat, but some people were hungry, but now everyone is not short of food, so what's wrong? This potato is good, we are the disciples of saints, and we are sought after by the saints. Isn't that the reason? Some people, Ye Gong likes dragons, usually, they are very upbeat. They regard themselves as saints every day, but because the potatoes come out, the land price has a little shaken, and they will stomp their feet and scold them. Everyone in the world has food to eat, and it's so ordinary, so the land is naturally not scarce. It's natural to lose a little silver. These people are shameless, and I am ashamed of such people!"
The curses made many people feel deeply and nodded.
There are still benefits to the saints' books. The gentry have all read books. After all, the appearance of this potato will not completely defeat their family business. It is just that they will suffer some benefits compared to ordinary people. Therefore, the old scholar's righteous words made everyone more interested.
Among the crowd, someone said, "Let's go and taste the potatoes. I think it's good. The grains issued by Qianhu, who wants to plant them, can take them back to sow seeds. Zhang Xin, deputy Qianhu, has published his sweet potatoes, the method of sowing and eating potatoes..."
"Go and try it."
There were crowds of people in the dining hall.
A cow has been peeled in the kitchen.
Zhu Houzhao is so lucky to be silly at this cow. Recently, for some reason, there are always cows who don’t have eyes and don’t even look at the calendar when they go out to eat grass. Unexpected disasters always happen suddenly.
Fang Jifan was sweating all over. Seeing the chefs holding the decoy knife and peeling off the cow skin, Fang Jifan knew in his heart that the next plan for beef cattle breeding was urgent, otherwise... he would be killed sooner or later.
In the cafeteria, a group of people sang yellow rice porridge first, each of them complained, and then half a bowl of mashed potatoes came on. After tasting them, everyone shouted joy.
But then, a sign came out, "Potato roast beef: one liang", "Spicy and sour potato shredded potatoes, three hundred coins".
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Everyone was chewing the mashed potatoes in their mouths... Suddenly, they felt like they were forcibly slaughtered.
"Come on, try it." The old scholar slapped the table and said proudly: "Give me a roast beef and a shredded potato."
Beef is a luxury, and potato beef is a delicacy that everyone has never tried in their entire life. After finally coming to the West Mountain, how can you return empty-handed?
Silver...is a trivial matter!
The land price has lost so much, do you still care about being slaughtered for a few taels of silver?
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Chapter completed!