"Chengqian, Your Majesty is just saying it. You must not take it to heart. Maybe this is just Your Majesty's temptation. Don't mess up your mind." Changsun Wuji advised.

"Of course not. He is my father, a monarch, minister, father and son, and I always keep it in mind." Li Chengqian let out a sigh.

It is hard to believe that a sixteen-year-old child can be so tolerant.

Changsun Wuji was also a little surprised.

"I invited Qingque to a banquet yesterday, but I also wanted to find out some attitudes about Your Majesty from him." Changsun Wuji continued.

"Is there any gain?" Li Chengqian asked.

Li Shimin's attitude directly determines his Li Chengqian's status.

The ordinary prince and the prince are one heaven and one earth.

"Qingque told me that Your Majesty promised that he would be named King of Wei at the end of the year." Changsun Wuji said.

King Yue and King Wei have different statuses.

Is this the father paving the way for Li Tai, that bastard?

Li Chengqian's heart trembled suddenly.

"Your Highness, Li Tai was favored for a while. Don't be confused and cause a wrong thing." Changsun Wuji advised.

He still hopes that Li Chengqian's position as the crown prince will be more stable.

After all, only when Li Chengqian became the emperor, his investment would benefit the most.

"Uncle, don't worry, Chengqian doesn't." Li Chengqian sighed and walked outside.

I was a little lost and even forgot to say goodbye to Changsun Wuji.

...

"Zhao Chen, are you going to Wannian County now, is there something important?"

In the carriage, Empress Changsun looked at Zhao Chen and asked with a smile.

Zhao Chen originally wanted to ride in a ox cart, but Empress Changsun was not willing to let her son ride in a ox cart.

Besides, she also wants to learn more about Zhao Chen.

So Zhao Chen was invited into the carriage by her, and Li Shimin sat at the door with a look of extreme dissatisfaction on his face.

Empress Changsun obviously focused all her attention on Zhao Chen, which made Li Shimin feel quite uncomfortable.

"What big thing can he do is nothing more than being home-loving. I want to go back and have a look." Li Shimin turned into lemon essence and said sourly.

Empress Changsun immediately gave him a blank look and looked at Zhao Chen with a gentle look.

Zhao Chen was in a bad health. If it weren't for the importance of things, he would definitely not have taken such a risk.

"What my aunt said is that Zhao Chen is going to Wannian County now, there is something really going on, otherwise he would not have left Chang'an City easily." Zhao Chen nodded with a smile.

Empress Changsun showed a curious look, waiting for Zhao Chen's next words.

"A few months ago, I told the villagers to plant some new rice. Now they are heading. They don't know what to do next, so they asked me to go back and take a look." Zhao Chen explained.

It is very important to head rice.

There are statements about the amount of water in rice fields and the spacing between rice.

If it is too casual, the output will be greatly reduced during the autumn harvest.

"New-style rice? How new can it be?" Li Shimin said casually, with a look of suspicion on his face.

The people have been growing rice for many years, and they still need Zhao Chen, the child, to teach them how to do it?

"The yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms. Do you think it's new enough?" Zhao Chen glanced at Li Shimin and thought to himself that his wife was strict and she was still a petty person.

I just said a few more words to his wife, and it became so sour.

It's really not human.

Li Shimin didn't know that Zhao Chen was thinking about these things.

When he heard Zhao Chen say that the yield per mu of rice was 3,000 kilograms of rice, Li Shimin stood up suddenly, but he didn't react. It was in a carriage.

His head hit the roof of the car with a thump.

"Hiss--" Li Shimin rubbed his head, but he didn't care about the pain and sat down next to Zhao Chen.

"Zhao, what did you say just now? The yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms?"

"Do you know what it means to produce 3,000 kilograms per mu?"

"No, do you know how much my Tang Dynasty yield per mu?"

"Honestly, aren't you talking nonsense?"

Li Shimin's mouth was like a machine gun, and he said many words in succession.

It made Zhao Chen not know where to start.

Li Shimin had no choice but to be fanatical.

Today, the yield of rice in Datang is only 300 kilograms per mu, which is still some places with fertile soil.

Moreover, water irrigation is sufficient.

There are no insect plagues and no lodgings throughout the year.

In the slightly worse area, the yield per mu is less than 200 kilograms.

In other words, the people have been busy for several months, but in the end they can't even collect the food they consumed these days.

Li Shimin even grinded out wrinkles for this matter.

But there is still no way, so I can only grit my teeth and reduce the grain tax on the people.

But even so, countless people who become refugees every year due to the difference in harvests.

But now, Zhao Chen actually told him that the place he was going to produce 3,000 kilograms of rice per mu!

Isn’t this twitching Li Shimin’s heart?

Empress Changsun also looked unbelievable.

It’s not that she doesn’t believe Zhao Chen’s words, but that Zhao Chen’s words did not give her the courage to believe them at all.

Zhao Chen glanced at Li Shimin, and a look of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His rice seed is the latest hybrid rice developed by Mr. Yuan.

The yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms, just sprinkle water.

Seeing Zhao Chen showing a mocking expression on his face, Li Shimin shook violently.

He, Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, owned the ten prefectures of the Tang Dynasty, 358 states and a million miles of territory.

He was actually ridiculed by such a bad boy.

However, the news that the yield per mu of 3,000 kilograms was too important to him.

"Zhao Chen..."

"You will know when you get to the place." Zhao Chen smiled slightly and stopped looking at Li Shimin.

This is not the first time that Li Shimin has been rejected by Zhao Chen so much. He didn't expect that he was used to it.

A stubborn surprise and curiosity kept hiding in his belly.

Now, Li Shimin is eager to go to where Zhao Chen is talking about.

...

"Ruoshuang, you are not young anymore. Your father is fighting all year round. My mother thinks that it is time to find a family with you and take good care of your temperament." Hongfu Nu and Li Ruoshuang said in another carriage.

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"How is my temperament? Isn't it just that I follow you?" Li Ruoshuang said lightly.

Since childhood, I saw my mother chasing her father and beating her at home with a sword. Can she not be affected?

If Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu hadn't wanted to tease her friend in the boudoir that day, Li Ruoshuang would not have carried a sword and chased them all over the streets.

Things will not happen in the tavern after that.

"You girl, you are old, but you have learned to talk back." Hong Fu Nu glared at Li Ruoshuang.

Li Ruoshuang looked outside the car and ignored Hongfu Nu.

"Ruoshuang, my mother is also for your own good. This time I go back, my mother will arrange a marriage with you. Fang Xiang has invited the matchmaker to come several times. His son Du He is really good." Hong Fu Nu said.

Li Ruoshuang frowned and looked at the scenery outside.

...

"Well, it's finally here, but I'm going to be exhausted."

The carriage was parked at the entrance of the village. Li Shimin was the first to get off the carriage and stretched his back.

"Madam, be careful, I will support you." Li Shimin stretched out his hand and wanted to support Empress Changsun.

"It's okay, Zhao Chen is helping me, it's okay." Empress Changsun smiled and got off the carriage with Zhao Chen's support.
Chapter completed!