If you look at the psychology of a person, it is a confusing matter. Who can tell it clearly? Under the leadership of the Zhang brothers, this rare melon is very necessary to taste it. Look at the Zhang brothers, they cried all the food. It's such a strange thing.

However, some people bought melons and hurried into the palace, carrying melons all the way to the cabinet.

This person is Yang Zhong, the doctor of the Ministry of Revenue. As for the matter, he is Xie Qian's disciple. Isn't this melon auspicious? Otherwise, how can a melon be born in the middle of winter? So he has a different mindset from others. Others bought melons to eat it, and he took melons to see Mr. Xie. It was to announce good news, and at the same time, it was also to give Xie a taste, which was very meaningless to flatter and flatter.

When he arrived outside the cabinet and after reporting, he hurried to Xie Qian's duty room.

Just now, the court had just left, and there were still many memorials to be drafted, which was the busiest time in the cabinet!

When Xie Qian heard that Yang Zhong was coming, he didn't care. He still looked down at the memorial on the desk. Yang Zhong bowed to him and said, "Students have seen Enfu."

Xie Qian did not look up, but his eyes looked down at the memorial, but his voice was a little stern, and his voice was a little calm: "Here, don't call him Enfu."

"Yes, Mr. Xie." Yang Zhong smiled and said, "There is a good news here."

"Oh?" Xie Qian reluctantly pulled his eyes away from the memorial. He raised his eyes and saw what Yang Zhong was holding. However, Yang Zhong's official robe had long sleeves, and the long sleeves covered the melon, but he couldn't see clearly what it was. He said, "What's the matter."

"Please look at Mr. Xie." Yang Zhong raised the watermelon with both hands.

"Hmm?" Xie Qian was confused.

Isn’t this watermelon? What’s so rare?

But in his trance, Yang Zhong said: "This is a newly-fried watermelon..."

It suddenly... like a heavy hammer, hitting Xie Qian's heart hard, and Xie Qian's face suddenly collapsed.

Of course, watermelon is not uncommon.

But... how can a melon grow at this time?

Xie Qian is from Yuyao, and his family is also a landlord and gentry. He has thousands of acres of paddy fields in his hometown. He is very clear about this farming matter.

Xie Qian said in surprise: "The melons have grown in Jiangnan at this time? It's too early? Was it delivered overnight?"

"No." Yang Zhong shook his head and said, "It was grown in the fields of Shuntian Mansion."

Xie Qian was shocked. He suddenly stood up and put the pen in his hand casually. The ink on the note was still dry, and it fell on the memorial on the desk, and it was instantly blurred. But Xie Qian had no intention of paying attention to it. He walked quickly to Yang Zhong and touched the watermelon. The special coolness of the watermelon was transmitted into his palm. Sure enough... it was a watermelon, which was authentic.

Looking at the watermelon, Xie Qian was a little dazed: "Can the Shuntian Mansion grow melons at this time?"

Yang Zhong did not give him an answer.

Xie Qian's eyes slowly changed into a complex color, and he immediately said, "Come here, please don't want Mr. Liu and Mr. Li."

In just a moment, the three cabinet ministers took their seats, and then six eyes were staring at the melon on the table.

"Is it true?" Liu Jian raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Qian?

This is too incredible and completely violates common sense.

Although there are always some auspicious things in this place every now and then, such as where the Qilin was found, pumpkins were born on the fruit trees, and everything was strange.

When Emperor Chenghua was here, because the Chenghua Emperor was keen on such matters, there were countless strange auspicious auspicious reports.

But the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet has never seen any world. Although they don’t say anything, they also know that these are all frauds. Someone wants to take the opportunity to invite favor, just listen, and don’t take it seriously.

But……

Now Liu Jian and the other two were shocked, because the melon in front of them did not exist in the memorial, but was truly placed in front of them.

"It's not the magic trick of the demon, right?" Li Dongyang thought.

Xie Qian was more straightforward: "What's the difficulty? Just cut it open and you will know the truth or the false. Come on, and get the knife."

The clerk beside him quickly took a knife and cut the melon neatly. The bright red melon meat suddenly appeared in front of him.

Sure enough... it is a real watermelon, not a trick.

Liu Jian became more and more confused. He stepped forward and sniffed, "It's really the same as a watermelon."

"Or, let's have a look?" Even Li Dongyang, who was very wise, was a little incomprehensible. He was very knowledgeable and had heard a lot of rare things, but the few who saw it was real. Now the melon in front of him was really...eyes-opening.

"Yes, I will know the truth after eating it." Xie Qian made a quick decision and said, "I'll try it first. If it's safe, Mr. Liu and Mr. Li will take it."

Xie Qian said bluntly.

To be honest, the Xie family was a wealthy family, but since the Little Ice Age, for several years, the land from Shanhaiguan to Xuanfu, from Xuanfu to Shandong, and from Huaibei, most of the land was covered with continuous heavy snow, and the fertile soil turned into frozen soil. Even if there was silver, it was hard to eat any fruits and vegetables. Now when I saw this melon, my index finger moved and took a bite. The juice was everywhere in my mouth. After a long time, he breathed out: "This melon is very sweet."

"I'm going to give it a try." Li Dongyang smiled.

The three of them took the melons and tasted them. Although the outside was cold, the anthracite was burning inside the house, which was as warm as spring and even slightly dry. Now eating sweet watermelons makes them feel indescribable coolness.

In a moment, the melon was eaten clean.

Liu Jian was in a good mood and looked at Yang Zhong next to him happily and said, "Where did you get this melon?"

Yang Zhong hurriedly said, "It's the Crown Prince and Fang Jifan..."

When Liu Jian heard this, his face changed suddenly.

Although the news of the prince planting melons was blocked, several major officials in the cabinet knew some of the inside stories. His Majesty was very worried about this matter, but he never expected that the prince and Fang Jifan would really plant the melons.

Melons are planted in such weather.

Liu Jian's face was filled with shock.

Xie Qian and Li Dongyang obviously also curled their smiles and began to treat them cautiously.

It is snowing heavily in winter, and the cold is biting everywhere, especially after the strange astronomical phenomena appear, this winter is particularly long.

In such weather, countless land in the north had to be deserted. Why? What can be planted in snowy days? This is a wasteland that is nearly half a year long. Although the current food supply of the imperial court relies on the main production areas in Jiangnan, such a large-scale land desolation also led to a huge crisis in the Ming Dynasty. Although Emperor Hongzhi and the cabinet were reluctant to support it, it was not a solution for this long.

But... the prince and Fang Jifan were able to really plant melons in this long winter. If so, could they plant other things?

Although relying on the supply of canals will not make the capital or the whole north hungry, this does not mean that there is no abundant supply of fruits and vegetables, and there will be no problems. If countless idle lands can produce fruits and vegetables? Then... the consumption of food in the whole north will decrease, because people have more choices, so they will naturally not rely on food to satisfy their hunger.

In this era, agriculture is the foundation. Once a large amount of land is idle, it means that the things planted in the land will be reduced. The production cuts mean that many people will go hungry. The disaster and refugee problems caused by hunger have always been a stubborn disease that the imperial court has been unable to recover. In recent years, there have been many refugees in the north and the imperial court cannot resettle them at all.

When Liu Jian thought of this, his heart skipped a beat and his eyes were shining. If he could really grow grain in winter, what a blessing would it be.

He couldn't help but take a breath.

At the same time, Xie Qian and Li Dongyang were also obviously aware of this problem. The three of them looked at each other. After a brief silence, Liu Jian took a deep breath: "I informed the Tongzheng Department and please report to Chen on my behalf. I and Mr. Xie, and Mr. Li asked to meet His Majesty immediately."

The three of them quickly cleaned up with understanding. This matter was so big that Liu Jian seemed particularly excited.

If it weren't for seeing this melon with his own eyes and trying it out personally, Liu Jian would never believe that such a false thing was real.

He cheered up his spirits, Li Dongyang and Xie Qian braved the cold wind and walked out of the cabinet quickly towards the warm cabinet. Liu Jian walked so fast that his wide-body and big sleeves were thrown away by the cold wind, which made Liu Jian feel a little difficult to move, as if he was about to blow down with the wind.

But he had a calm face, with a solemn face, but his heart was filled with random thoughts.

Can you really plant melons in winter? Can it be extended?

There are also the prince and Fang Jifan... These two guys got together, it would be fine if they didn't cause trouble. How did they grow the melons?

If this is true, then... wouldn't it be... the North can also become Jiangnan?

Of course, even if it is not so exaggerated, as long as you can grow something and eat it, countless people can live. Food is the most important thing for the people, and the people can suffer grievances and colds. But if you don’t give him food, it will be the root of the chaos.

Xie Qian and Li Dongyang behind him were still shocked and followed him quickly.

When he arrived at the warm-up pavilion, Emperor Hongzhi only wore a winged crown and a round-necked robe with a round dragon narrow sleeves, sitting behind the imperial throne.

At this time, he was thinking about something. He was surprised to learn that Liu Jian and the other two were going to meet. After the court discussion, he had summoned three Grand Secretary in the cabinet. These three people had just retired. Why did they come again in a blink of an eye?

Seeing the three of them coming in, before they could salute, Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said, "No need to be polite, come and sit down."

His face was calm and his eyes touched the faces of Liu Jian and the other two. His eyes paused, and he was a little surprised. Why, why are the faces of the three Qing families so serious?

Is something happening?

In the past, although Liu Jian and the other two received the words "No need to be polite" by His Majesty, they would still give great gifts solemnly.

But today, it seems that even Liu Jian was negligent in this matter. When the eunuch took Jindun, Liu Jian sat down and immediately said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Highness and Fang Jifan planted melons in Zhan Shi Mansion?"
Chapter completed!