Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 2632 each with their own minds

Dou Jing rushed to Fang Jun excitedly, rubbed his hands, his face was full of excitement, and said cautiously: "The birth of Jiahe is a rare auspicious auspicious sign. As Minister of Agriculture, I must submit a memorial. It's just that how to draft this memorial still needs Fang Shaobao's guidance."

This is not because he is modest, corn is the golden harvest of the prosperous age, but since he strongly advocated sending a fleet to sea at the beginning, until he got this kind of overseas golden harvest and returned to Datang, and then put it in Lishan Farm to cultivate it carefully, until now it has been fruitful , Every step is inseparable from Fang Jun.

Even if he, Dou Jing, dared to take such meritorious service as his own, who in the world would believe it?
I'm afraid His Majesty Li Er will be the first to spare him at that time.

Besides, he was really fascinated by meritorious deeds, and dared to snatch Fang Jun's things?Certainly not.This kid doesn't seem to be respectful to him, but he doesn't have any respect at all in his bones. I'm afraid that if the compilation of "Nongshu" doesn't require the strong support of Sinong Temple, he won't even bother to pay attention to him.

Although the Dou family is a descendant, but he, Dou Jing, is not a direct branch of the Dou family, and he will definitely not be able to offend Fang Jun. If he can get a little credit for this matter, and leave his name on the history books, it is already a blessing in heaven. Pie out...

Fang Jun stroked his short mustache, thought for a while, and felt that this memorial was indeed very necessary.

The corn yield in the 21st century is roughly around [-] jin. The gap between hills and plains is very large, and the difference can often be doubled.These days there are no chemical fertilizers and pesticides, and it is not easy to grow corn to the current yield of three or four hundred catties per mu under my careful handling.

In the future, it will be extended to all parts of the world. The average wood yield per mu can be regarded as one or two hundred catties. Corn with other conditions will inevitably step onto the stage of history and become one of the staple foods of the Chinese nation.

Dou Jing danced and danced: "It's an exaggeration, Fang Shao's protection of you is comparable to Houji's contribution! This memorial should be based on you, and I can follow you to get rich, and my wish is fulfilled."

Fang Jun grinned, looking at the royal family member, quite speechless.

How dare you compare us to Houji!

Who is Houji?

"In the Tang Dynasty, there was a severe drought for seven years, and the sand and rocks were fried, and the world was hungry. Houji was the first to descend a hundred grains, and the people were the grains, and the nations were righteous." Therefore, Houji is called "the ancestor of farming, the god of five grains"!
"Shangshu Lu Xing" listed Boyi, Dayu, and Houji as the "three empresses", and commented that "the success of the three empresses is only Yin Yumin".

"Shangshu Tanggao" collectively referred to Dayu, Gaotao, and Houji as the "Three Dukes", and commented that they "worked for a long time outside, and they made contributions to the people, so the people are safe."

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Such a person through the ages who has created the Chinese nation, if you compare me with me, are you flattering me or killing me?
Did you think I was a fool, and after being flattered by you, I became dizzy and couldn't tell the north from the south, and fell into your trap?
The king of Wei didn't say a word at the side, obviously he wanted to see a joke, and it's not a good thing...

Fang Jun stroked his short mustache, sneered in his heart, and said in a deep thought: "Such a monstrous achievement, if it hadn't been for the full support of the Crown Prince, how could I have achieved it? Therefore, His Highness must be mentioned in the memorandum, and all the credit should be given. Returning to Your Highness, it is a blessing from the heavens that our subjects can be attached to Jiwei, and we cannot take credit for it."

Dou Jing was a little dumbfounded...

As Minister of Agriculture, if he wanted to be credited with this contribution, he had to submit this memorial to His Majesty the Emperor, and then be recorded by the official historian in order to be famous in history.

Otherwise, if Fang Jun submits directly, what does it have to do with him?
Not only is it useless, but because his job is Secretary of Agriculture, he is in charge of the world's agricultural and mulberry affairs. It is an obvious dereliction of duty that such auspicious corns have nothing to do with him.Not to mention the credit, if you don't do it, you can be a vegetarian meal and leave a bad reputation for thousands of years.

But if he attributed all the main credit to the prince in the memorial, it would be to cheer for the prince and advocate for the prince. Naturally, he would be regarded as a party of the prince. How would he deal with himself when he was born in Guanlong?

Nor is it left, nor is it right, it is difficult for a veteran like Dou Jing who has been in the court all his life to make a choice.

Fang Jun raised his eyebrows, and said strangely: "Why, Dou Siqing thinks it's inappropriate? Then it's because it's inappropriate for the prince to claim the first credit in the memorial, or it's not appropriate to write a letter stating that the prince played a decisive role in this matter. OK?"

Dou Jing shut his mouth, not daring to say a word.

This little bastard is really bad, you gave me two choices, but either of these two choices will inevitably cause a huge disturbance, enough to overthrow me, isn't this a lie?
Seeing this, Fang Jun stretched out his hand to pat Dou Jing on the shoulder, and sighed, "However, I am well aware of Dou Siqing's embarrassment. After all, the Dou family is also a member of Guanlong. If you open eyes for the prince, you will inevitably be punished." The allies are regarded as traitors. How about this, Dou Siqing added a sentence in the memorandum, saying that not only the crown prince supported this matter, but His Royal Highness Wei Wang also gave great help, and the credit is the greatest... In this way , the prince will not be so prominent, Dou Siqing can also receive a share of credit, everyone is happy, isn't it beautiful?"

Dou Jing thought about it and felt that this method was feasible.

As long as the king of Wei is added, the prince will naturally not be so conspicuous. Although the credit is still a lot, it seems that he is not deliberately advocating for the prince, but seeking truth from facts.

But is King Wei willing?

He looked at Li Tai, and saw that Li Tai's complexion had already changed drastically, he jumped three feet high, pointed at Fang Jun's nose and cursed: "Mother! I am sorry for you if I ask myself, why did you hurt me like this? It has nothing to do with me, absolutely nothing!"

He is like a mouse crossing the street, avoiding this and that, completely losing the prestige of being a prince, isn't it just to avoid being coerced and meddling in the battle for the reserve position?
If this memorandum is submitted to the royal father's desk, the whole world will think that he is already on the prince's side to fight against the young slaves together.

From now on, there will be no peace!
Fang Jun didn't expect such a big reaction from Li Tai, he was amused, why did you wait to see my joke just now?

Then he nodded and said: "Since we can't reach a consensus for a while, let's find a quiet place later, so we can sit down and discuss it, and come up with a proper method. What do you two think?"

Dou Jing looked left and right, there were too many people here, and it was indeed not a place to discuss matters, so he agreed, "Erlang can make up his own mind, and this old man can do anything."

The two looked at Li Tai together, and Li Tai said angrily: "I'm just here to join in the fun, who is responsible for it, and what does it have to do with me? You can discuss it yourself, don't drag me into trouble!"

Fang Jun had no choice but to say: "Since Your Highness is high-spirited and upright, then I will not make it difficult for you. Later, you can go to play and find fun. I will discuss it with Dou Siqing, so you don't have to pay attention."

Li Tai breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and asked, "How do you plan to write this memorial?"

Fang Jun said casually: "Your Highness has said not to get involved in this matter, so what the Weichen and Dou Siqing wrote has nothing to do with you, why should you care?"

"fart!"

Li Tai was furious, and gritted his teeth: "At that time, if you decide to write my king's name on it privately, once you submit it to the emperor, the world will know it. Even if this king will shame you two Ash, what's the use?"

Fang Jun spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Your Highness, you are really difficult to serve... How about you sitting aside after a while to discuss with Dou Siqing?"

Li Tai said angrily: "Isn't this king still involved?"

Fang Jun simply played a rogue: "You can't go left or you can't go right. Your Highness is really picky...Then you say what you want, and I will naturally listen to it, and you will agree with everything."

"Mother!"

Li Tai cursed, and glared at Fang Jun angrily, but this fellow had an expression of "I'll listen to whatever you say", and felt more and more frustrated, but he really couldn't help it. It's better to write your name in the memorial...

He could only say: "When the time comes, I will watch you two. As long as I don't write this king in the memorial, I will ignore the rest and say nothing."

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All the farmers and the officials of Sinong Temple were very excited. After harvesting a few cornfields, some people were responsible for pulling the corn cobs back to the village with a cart, and then the rest rushed to the sweet potatoes under the leadership of the farm steward Lu Cheng. land.

The local sweet potato seedlings were pulled out and piled aside, and the soil ridges were thrown away with a picket, and sweet potatoes bigger than a fist were dug out of the soil, and then weighed with a steelyard borrowed from the Ministry of Industry... ...everybody went crazy!

(End of this chapter)