Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Six: Great Contribution to the DPRK
Emperor Hongzhi was a person who truly cared about the people of the world, so he valued food so much.
Now that the appearance of sweet potatoes can play such a great role, why isn’t he excited?
I saw him suddenly laughing, and Long Yan was very happy!
With this sweet potato, I don’t worry about natural disasters anymore. So what if the natural disaster comes? The grain output can increase the yield if it is not thirty times, then at least ten times.
What's more, when Fang Jifan said that even if this sweet potato could be cultivated and cultivated in the mountains, this made Emperor Hongzhi's eyes even more lit up.
In this way, the places where the grain is grown can still be grown, while the land that could not be grown in the past, or ordinary poor fields, can be used to grow these sweet potatoes.
No one knows the value of this thing better than Emperor Hongzhi.
Potato leaves can be eaten, fruits can satisfy hunger, and can also be fed to animals. But ordinary families dare not raise animals. This beast opened its mouth and was able to feed a few people.
Suddenly, the problem of the monarch and ministers being verbally quarreled and verbal, seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden.
The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue are arguing over food. How provinces urgently transfer grain to Beijing is originally a big deal, but because of this small sweet potato, at least for the time being, when the population has not grown sharply, everything... has become something that cannot be smaller.
At this time, Emperor Hongzhi's face turned right, pointed at the sweet potato, and said resolutely: "Issued the order to list the sweet potatoes as tributes, and ordered the Xishan Mountain to send 5,000 jin to the palace every year."
call……
The ministers were boiling.
Your Majesty’s attitude is self-evident. This sweet potato must have a good taste, and Your Majesty likes it very much.
"Can this thing be extended to you?" Emperor Hongzhi stared at Fang Jifan.
Fang Jifan said decisively: "It was not possible..."
This sentence made Emperor Hongzhi want to hit someone, but he said halfway, is he looking for death?
Fang Jifan continued: "At least it was difficult. My imagination was that it would be difficult to promote it without ten or twenty years of achievements. However... Zhang Xin, deputy household household, Yang Da, Zhang Biao, and the small banner officers Zhu Zheng, Zeng Jian, Chen Xin, and the general school captains Wang Yan, Deng Jie... Chen Tao, Zhou Wu..."
Fang Jifan reported one name after another without any haste. There were 73 people in the Hundred Houses and Houses. He remembered that with his good memory, he almost never pulled down one person: "With their cooperation, I can guarantee that there is absolutely no problem. The Cultivated Farming Institute will do its best to assist local governments in promoting and trial planting."
Emperor Hongzhi also listened patiently, his face turned red with excitement, and at the same time he secretly wrote down the names one by one.
He looked up again and looked at the ragged Zhang Xin and others.
How could Zhang Xin and others not understand that this is Fang Baihu deliberately asking for me and others for me? If Fang Baihu wants to take credit for me and others, there is actually nothing to say. Isn’t this the rules in the Ming Dynasty officialdom? No matter how much you sweat and blood, you will try your best, the credit is certainly not yours. Shangguan can leave some meat foam from the cracks of his nails for you, which is considered to be a conscience.
But Fang Jifan pointed their names one by one in front of His Majesty, which clearly meant that the Lords of the Hundred Houses were deliberately asking for their merits in front of His Majesty.
Nothing can be promoted for ten or twenty years without them. Others don’t know it, but the military farms know that without them, others can succeed. They just follow the hundreds of households with good luck.
Seeing Emperor Hongzhi look at them, Zhang Xin and others were so excited that they were at a loss, and they bowed and said, "Your Majesty, this is all the credit of the Baihu households. The humble people dare not take credit."
Liu Jian stood aside, feeling shocked. He stared at Fang Jifan. At this time, he didn't quite understand. This guy... his virtue was actually pretty good. Didn't he say he was unethical before?
British Duke Zhang Mao felt even more stormy when he looked at this scene. He looked at Fang Jifan deeply, but saw that Fang Jifan still looked so frightened and deserved a beating! However, although he still had this expression, Zhang Mao vaguely felt that there was a circle of holy light on Fang Jifan's head.
kind!
Emperor Hongzhi was already ecstatic. To be honest, even if he danced with his hands and feet, he felt that it was normal!
He tried hard to suppress his inner excitement, but Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Fang Jifan with a meaningful look and said, "So, are they the most important things?"
"I am an honest person, so they are indeed the first contribution. As for ICK, I didn't put much effort into the cultivation and cultivation of sweet potatoes."
If it were someone else, of course he was eager to exaggerate his contribution to the emperor. But Fang Jifan knew very well that this contribution was great enough to accommodate everyone's equal exposure. Since that is the case, it would be better to show my master's personality charm.
Of course, what Fang Jifan said was not completely unreasonable. Without Zhang Xin's efforts, it would be impossible for this sweet potato to be presented today.
"Hu..." Emperor Hongzhi stood up, walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, and suddenly said excitedly: "Bless our ancestors."
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"Transfer the Imperial!" After the ancestors' blessing, Emperor Hongzhi said firmly: "Yulinwei's 100-farm farmhouse was promoted to 100-farm farmhouse, Fang Jifan was appointed as 100-farm farmhouse, Zhang Xin was appointed as 100-farm farmhouse, and the rest of the people were all promoted to one level. Zhang Xin assisted Fang Jifan to make great contributions, and this was no less than killing the thief. He was appointed as Fengcheng Bo, General Banner Yang Da and Zhang Biao, and the other people were also rewarded according to the rules. Among these people, those who had wives should give the imperial edict, those who should give the imperial edict, those who should give the imperial edict, and those who should give the imperial edict. In addition, build a stone yard in Xishan to express their achievements!"
Zhang Xin was stunned.
Even he didn't expect that he would be the only one who could be directly enthroned.
This is a hereditary title, which can be passed down for generations and last forever. He is the youngest son of the British Duke. Logically speaking, he cannot inherit the title. Although he can always be an official with his father's protection, he can continue for several generations and nothing will be left.
Farming... I actually planted an earl. If it were the past, I was afraid that no one would believe it?
Zhang Xin was very excited, and no matter how bitter she felt, it seemed to be rewarded all of a sudden. He bowed and choked up and said, "I... thank Your Majesty for your grace."
The rest of the people also bowed down, and some even cried directly. After suffering a lot these days, they thought they were sent to the West Mountain, which was considered a bad luck. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, everyone would be promoted and even have the protection of their descendants in the future.
Zhang Mao was even more ecstatic, and there was another count in his family, the Zhang family... I am lucky that it seemed that the stubborn disease that had been weighing on his heart for so many years was wiped out all at once.
He looked at Fang Jifan with gratitude. Why didn't he understand at this time? Without Fang Jifan, his son would never have any great prospects in his life.
At this time, Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan and said, "Fang Jifan, I will respond to whatever reward you want, even if you say it."
"..." What do I want?
I want to be the king, but I dare not say...
Fang Jifan held the words in his heart, feeling very uncomfortable, and coughed, and then said, "Your Majesty, I have received the kindness of the country in the world, and I have been ordered to serve thousands of households by Your Majesty. I am so grateful. Heaven's kindness is so great that I dare not give me any reward."
This is a bit against one's will, so the heart hurts a little...
"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi said with his hands behind his back: "Since you are so noble, then pass on my will and set up a stone yard for Fang Jifan to celebrate his achievements and make his reputation pass through generations."
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Stone...Stone House.
Fang Jifan cried.
The so-called stone archway is actually similar to the archway. If an ordinary woman is virtuous, she will be famous all over the world. Therefore, the court or government often issue an order to build a archway to commend it. The archway is bright and beautiful, and stands in the most conspicuous place in front of the house. The top of it carves the deeds of how the woman is virtuous, calling on everyone to learn.
Shifang is aimed at men, such as Fang Jifan. The imperial court specializes in ordering Hanlin to write articles of praise and then build a big brand on the Fang family's front. It will inevitably be dazzling and make everyone passing by.
Fang Jifan even thought about the topic of praise from the passers-by: "This is the stupid one who does not want to be rewarded and is noble and honest, so the court is particularly honored."
Fang Jifan raised his eyes and couldn't help but look at Emperor Hongzhi with resentment.
Emperor Hongzhi had a unique look and immediately said, "Will I treat you badly if you let go of yours in advance?"
Fang Jifan then breathed a sigh of relief, Your Majesty, you must be kind.
But at this moment, someone said, "I... congratulate Your Majesty, congratulate Your Majesty, and I should congratulate you even more. It is because the people of the world, with this sweet potato, the soldiers and civilians of the world are blessed..."
As he said...there was a burst of tears.
Everyone looked at it.
Isn’t it just Liu Daxia who scolded British Duke Zhang Mao?
Liu Daxia is a gentleman, so he first congratulated him, and then mentioned the people. Then he burst into tears. Countless tears fell down, and suddenly... everyone was in awe!
Although Liu Daxia is only a doctor in the Ministry of War, his noble character and his preference for the people are really unparalleled.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being a gentleman.
But when he cried, Fang Jifan couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.
How to say, it’s nothing to show off, but if you have anything to do, you pull out the poor people, and then cry and howl. How pitiful these people are. You are poor, you are a fucking official, but you don’t eat your rice, but you are hanged out of your mouth every day. This is not the military and civilian people in your heart. This is the whipping of the corpse by your mouth every day.
The brothers in the military farm got up early and worked hard to get tired for sweet potatoes, but do they pretend like this every day?
Gentleman... I bah!
Fang Jifan squinted his eyes and sneered in his heart...
If I don’t kill you, a hypocrite, today, my surname is Fang.
Chapter completed!