Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Listening to Emperor Hongzhi's inquiry, Xiao Jing had a pleasant smile on his face.

But he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

As the eunuch of the chief inspector of ceremonies and the owner of the Dongji Incident Factory, what he fears most is that His Majesty will order him to investigate the details of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Why was Xiao Jing so ignorant about Tudou? In fact, the root cause is that His Royal Highness is in Xishan.

Therefore, Dongchang tried its best to avoid going to Xishan to investigate.

There are too many taboos about such things!

His Royal Highness is the future emperor. You, Dongchang, dare to spy on the prince. In the future, anyone who wants to make a secret report secretly, what will His Royal Highness, the future emperor, think?

Regardless of any associations that will arise in the end, Xiao Jing's troubles are not small.

Therefore, he had to pretend to be confused, and Dongchang would never dare to go to Xishan to set up any spies, because as long as His Royal Highness knows in the future, no matter whether he finds anything or not, and whether he finds it and reports it to His Majesty, it may be Xiao Jing's future. The handle of a good death.

The factory guards are pervasive, but they must be clear about who can investigate and who, you have to hide away, and you can't ask half a sentence about things that you shouldn't ask, even if someone sends the information to you. Even Xiao Jing absolutely dare not even look at the lobby of the factory.

In the past, His Majesty would at most ask what the Crown Prince was doing, but Xiao Jing's answer was very simple, there was no need for a secret visit at all, all he needed to do was to let someone blatantly go to Zhan Shifu and ask about His Highness's itinerary, isn't it? All the shady things are recorded and can be checked, but now, it is tantamount to prying into the privacy of His Royal Highness, which... it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no hidden dangers in the future.

But since His Majesty asked, and pointed out that Dongchang needs to be investigated thoroughly, if he does not go, His Majesty will not be able to explain it here. If there is any concealment in front of His Majesty today, it will be even more serious. This is failure to report. Deceive the king and ignore it.

So... Although Xiao Jing was smiling, he felt wronged in his heart. It's really hard to be caught between this royal father and son.

At this time, Xiao Jing could only truthfully say: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince arrived at the East Palace, wandered around, and then went to the West Mountain."

"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi held the spoon, still ate the mashed potatoes intermittently, it seemed unimportant, but under the cover of his expression, he was obviously very concerned about what Xiao Jing had said.

"And then?"

Seeing that Xiao Jing did not continue, Emperor Hongzhi asked.

"His Highness went to Xishan to eat potatoes."

"Really?" Emperor Hongzhi lowered his head and looked at the mashed potatoes on the plate. Does this kid still have this hobby?

But... just because of this, why don't you tell me directly? And why so sneaky?

"Is there anything else?"

Emperor Hongzhi always felt that it was not that simple, he raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Jing with a half-smile.

He knew there must be something inside.

What the prince looks like, if he, the father, doesn't know, then he is really a failure.

Xiao Jing was terrified by Emperor Hongzhi, and said with a bitter face: "His Royal Highness eats... what he eats is... roasted beef with potatoes."

"..."

When Emperor Hongzhi heard this, he subconsciously looked at the mashed potatoes on the plate. His stomach smelled like potatoes, which made him hiccup...

roast potatoes and beef……

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, and continued to ask casually, "Where did the beef come from?"

"It's dead, so Fang Jifan bought it, butchered it and cooked it." Xiao Jing said.

Hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi sullenly said in a deep voice, "The crown prince bought it, don't count it all as Shangfang Jifan. I know there are some things that you dare not say."

"This..." Xiao Jing felt that his palms were sweating, and his heart even trembled, but he could only nod his head and said, "It seems so."

"How did this cow die?"

The more His Majesty asked the bottom line, the greater the pressure on Xiao Jing, because he knew that perhaps His Majesty already had the answer in his heart, this is called insight, if he concealed something, it might make His Majesty doubt him, his good life It's really over.

Xiao Jing bit the bullet and said: "According to the investigations of the Shuntian Mansion, the local Baojia chief and the local gentry, the cow was hit to death by a boulder falling from the sky."

"Click, fell from the sky?" Emperor Hongzhi's lips curled up into a smile, but this smile was obviously mocking: "When you walk on the street, will the sky click and a huge rock will fall?"

"Slave..." Xiao Jing quickly bowed down and said: "Actually, I have also checked, and such things are not uncommon. In the past hundred years of factory guards, there have been many records about flying stones from outside the sky, for example, in the third year of Hongzhi..."

"Stop talking about it." Emperor Hongzhi glared at Xiao Jing, and interrupted him directly.

Xiao Jing smacked his lips, and seemed to feel that his explanation was a little pale, he tried to laugh: "Well... Your Majesty, they have a book on slaughtering cattle."

Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyes, thoughtful, and was silent for a moment, then said: "Let's pay attention again, from today onwards, whether there are any missing or abnormal things about the cattle raised by farmers near Xishan, how many have died, and how many have been lost? How many, all reported."

"This...Your Majesty, isn't it..."

Emperor Hongzhi shook his head and said: "You don't understand, if there is one thing, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three, let me keep an eye on it."

"yes."

Xiao Jing

He really didn't want to keep an eye on Emperor Hongzhi, he...was afraid of death, but he had no choice but to salute and say he obeyed the order.

………………

Everyone in the capital is already raging, and countless people want to see what this potato is.

In fact, in the vicinity of the capital, some land prices have begun to fluctuate, and more people go to Xishan to find out.

Like playing a monkey, in the densely planted potato field, the greenhouse has been dismantled, and the inner and outer three floors are surrounded by scholars and local gentry.

The captains and wrestlers were all in high spirits. Today they changed into new clothes and surrounded the potato field, and then the captains started digging potatoes.

One stone, two stones... ten stones, people excitedly reported one amazing number after another. There was an old man, although his beard and hair were white, but at this moment he burst into tears.

"God has pity on us people..." the old man said with tears streaming down his face.

In this life, being able to see such a scene is not in vain.

In fact, this old gentry also owns some fields near Gyeonggi.

When the price of land fell, it was a bit painful for him.

It's strange to say that he himself doesn't know whether to cry or laugh. After studying books all his life, what he wants is to have enough groceries, but don't the people know how to be polite? Isn't what you want, is there no hunger in the world?

Seeing the potatoes being dug out one by one, and people reporting the numbers one by one, the heart of the old scholar was trembling. After it was over, the land must be worthless, but... a family like them had an oil-pressing workshop and raised Some beasts can still maintain the dignity of the past.

In fact, the land is still these lands. If more food can be grown in this land, life will only be richer. The falling land price is only the amount on paper after all.

The old scholar burst into tears, as if in a dream, when he reported thirty shi, he took a long breath and his eyes lit up.

"Okay, it's very good, there's nothing wrong with it in a peaceful and prosperous age." The old scholar shook his head excitedly, or his face was a little ugly, or excited, or his heart hurt a little, but in the end, he was still humane with joy : "We used to have food to eat, but some people were hungry, but now everyone is not short of food, what's so bad? The potatoes are grown well. We are disciples of saints. Isn't that what we want? Some people , Lord Ye loves dragons. Usually, he has plausible words and pretends to be a saint every day, but because the potatoes came out, the land price fluctuated a little, so he stomped his feet and scolded Niang. Everyone in the world has food to eat. If it is too flat, this land will naturally be It is no longer scarce, and it is only natural to lose a little silver, such people are shameless, and I am ashamed to be with such people!"

The cursing made many people feel the same way and nodded their heads one after another.

The sage's book is still beneficial. The gentry have read the book. After all, the appearance of this potato will not completely destroy their family business, but they will lose some benefits compared to ordinary people. Therefore, the old scholar's righteous words aroused everyone's interest again.

Among the crowd, someone said: "Let's go and taste the potatoes. I think it's good. The grain seeds issued by Tuntian Qianhu. Whoever wants to plant them can take them back and sow them. The deputy Qianhu Zhang's letter has been published." His sweet potatoes, how to sow and eat potatoes..."

"Go, try it."

In the dining hall, there was a lot of voices.

A cow has been skinned in the back kitchen.

It's really lucky that Zhu Houzhao is looking towards this bull. I don't know why, there are always cows who don't have eyes, and they don't look at the almanac when they go out to graze. Unexpected disasters always happen suddenly.

Fang Jifan was dripping with cold sweat. Seeing the cooks peeling off the cowhide with knives, Fang Jifan knew in his heart that the beef cattle breeding plan was imminent, otherwise... he would be killed sooner or later.

In the canteen, a group of people first sang yellow rice porridge, everyone complained, and then half a bowl of mashed potatoes was served, and everyone tasted it, so they all shouted happily.

But immediately, a signboard hung up, 'Potato beef: one tael', 'Hot and sour potato shreds, three hundred dollars'.

"..."

Everyone chewed the mashed potatoes in their mouths...Suddenly, there was a feeling of being forcibly slaughtered.

"Come on, let's try it." The old scholar patted the table and said proudly: "Give me a piece of roast beef and a piece of potato shreds."

Beef is a luxury, and beef with potatoes is a delicacy that everyone has never tried in their entire lives. After finally coming to Xishan, how can they return empty-handed?

Silver... is a trivial matter!

The land price has lost so much, do you still care about being slaughtered for another one or two taels of silver?

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