The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 17 Granary Reality

Upon opening the envelope and seeing his wife's delicate handwriting, Zhu Yuanzhang's face softened with tenderness.
When the words "yield of a thousand catties per mu" appeared in the envelope, the expression of the supreme ruler of the world, Emperor Hongwu, changed drastically!

"The Xiong Ying family purchased this imported grain, which yielded a thousand catties per mu. After a year of trial cultivation, the harvest has already reached the palace."

"Now I request the military command and the tiger tally, ordering a large force to guard it day and night, so that grain may be planted, and next year the people of the land may cultivate it."

Upon seeing this, even Zhu Yuanzhang, who had long been accustomed to great storms, felt his outstretched hand tremble slightly.

"Biao'er, look at your mother's letter."

After saying that, he handed the letter to Zhu Biao and then picked up the potatoes from the box.

Although the outer surface has some black spots, in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes it was indeed the most beautiful painting in the world, and even that could not compare to it.

After reading the letter, Zhu Biao's face also showed undisguised shock:
“Father, this item was discovered by Xiong Ying, but since Mother requested troops, she must have had her own plans.”

"If the yield per mu were truly a thousand jin, our Great Ming Dynasty would be..."

Zhu Biao could barely continue speaking.

"Our Great Ming's grain production will surely double, and our grain reserves will be much more than just double what they were in previous years!"

"The words 'full granaries' will reappear in the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke in a deep voice, turning the potato in his hand over and over to examine it.

The primary concern in food production is food for people, and the secondary concern is storage.

If people's food is the top priority, then grain reserves will not be able to increase.

But with this potato, things are different.

If it can truly achieve a yield of 1,000 catties per mu, then with proper cultivation next year, the people of the world can cultivate it the year after.
This was the golden age of the Ming Dynasty!

"Mao Xiang, take this and cook it."

"No one is allowed in the kitchen. Anyone who comes near will be killed!"

Zhu Yuanzhang handed the potatoes to Mao Xiang, a murderous glint in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he turned and walked towards the study.

Tiger tally, military order!
Such a precious item, which is of great importance to the food of all people, must not be lost in the slightest!
The next day, as the sun began to shine, the people of Yingtian Prefecture were busy from early morning.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there has been no more turmoil of war. Although the people are exhausted from recovering their livelihoods, they still have smiles on their faces from the bottom of their hearts.

All the people in this world are the best people.

They don't crave wealth and luxury; they only ask that their families be well-fed and clothed.

Inside the Fengtian Hall, Zhu Xiong Ying felt deeply helpless.

My own grandfather is so diligent!
The morning court session scheduled at this time would be equivalent to clocking in for work at six o'clock in the future!

This is even more of a corporate slave's job than the 996 work schedule!

"Do you have any important matters to report today?"

Zhu Xiong Ying suppressed the urge to yawn and asked calmly.

Upon hearing this question, the civil and military officials exchanged bewildered glances.

Clearly, the scene of Yang Xian being skinned alive yesterday was still fresh in their minds, and Zhu Xiong Ying's establishment of authority directly instilled a sense of 'awe' in these people's hearts.

Everyone understands that this Crown Prince is no pushover and not someone that ordinary people can easily manipulate.

"Your Highness, since His Majesty Hongwu toured with the Crown Prince, all civil and military officials have been diligently performing their duties and have not dared to slack off in the slightest."

"Government affairs are running smoothly. This year, the Hexi region suffered from floods, and the local prefect submitted a memorial requesting relief and assistance to help restore operations."

Li Shanchang stepped forward first and reported in a deep voice.

At this point, even he, the Left Chancellor of the Secretariat, had to give him some face.

Moreover, the next steps have been decided in discussions with Hu Weiyong yesterday.

"Very good. With Prime Minister Li handling state affairs, I am quite at ease," Zhu Xiong Ying said with a nonchalant compliment.

Li Shanchang smiled slightly and replied, "Thank you for your praise, Your Highness."

Then he retreated to his original position.

His peaceful demeanor, however, caused Xu Da to frown slightly.

Based on his understanding of Li Shanchang, he knew that this guy would definitely not let the matter rest so easily.

Putting aside the loss of face yesterday, the mere fact that His Highness the Crown Prince is overseeing the country will surely create a power struggle in the court to consolidate the power of the Secretariat.

This is so abnormal.

Hu Weiyong watched his mentor return to his seat, a slight smile playing on his lips. He then placed his hand behind his back and waved it slightly.

"Your Highness, I have important matters to report!"

A voice rang out, and Zhu Xiong Ying looked up to see that it was Tu Jie, a fifth-rank official and Palace Attendant Censor of the Censorate!
As soon as this person appeared, Zhu Xiong Ying narrowed his eyes slightly.

He vaguely remembered this guy.

"Tu Jie, what urgent matter do you have to discuss?"

Zhu Xiong Ying asked in a low voice, but his eyes were fixed on Hu Weiyong, the Vice Minister of the Secretariat, who was standing to the side.

As far as he knew, Tu Jie, although a member of the Censorate, was a henchman of Hu Weiyong, and there were even rumors that he was Hu Weiyong's adopted son.

Later, in the case of Hu Weiyong's "treason," this guy was the first to "report" him and was among the first to be implicated.

"Your Highness, I wish to impeach one person!"

Tu Jie raised his head and spoke in a loud voice.

Upon hearing this, all the officials in the court turned to look at Tu Jie.

The Censorate frequently impeached officials based on hearsay.

only.
Liu Bowen, the Imperial Censor, is the highest-ranking official in the Censorate. For Tu Jie to impeach someone right away is somewhat disrespectful to Liu Bowen.
Even Liu Bowen frowned slightly at this moment.

He probably realized something.

"Oh? Impeachments by the Censorate are commonplace, but..."

"Tu Jie, you are a fifth-rank official. Prime Minister Li just finished reporting that the affairs of the court were going smoothly, and you jump out like this. Isn't that a bit disrespectful to Prime Minister Li?"

Zhu Xiong Ying asked with a light laugh.

Upon hearing this, all the civil and military officials in the court immediately showed expressions of sudden realization!

In the imperial court, which civil official dared to disrespect Prime Minister Li?
You, Tu Jie, are a fifth-rank official, and then Prime Minister Li jumps out. Doesn't that just show that you received Prime Minister Li's instructions?

Zhu Xiong Ying smiled and looked at Li Shan Chang.

The meaning is quite clear: if you, Li Shanchang, are up to something, don't try to hide it. I'll expose you directly!
however,
How could an old fox like Li Shanchang admit to such a thing? He simply bowed slightly and said, "Your Highness, the Censorate was established by His Majesty Hongwu, and its duty is to report on matters based on hearsay!"

"As the old minister in charge of the Secretariat, I naturally have no control over the rumors and impeachments from the Censorate."

At this point, Li Shanchang paused slightly, his expression solemn, and said, "We are subjects of the Great Ming, and we all serve the Great Ming!"

"As long as I have rendered service to the Ming Dynasty, what face do I, Li Shanchang, have?"

His words were so well-spoken and watertight.

Officials in the imperial court who knew even a little about the relationship between Tu Jie and Hu Weiyong secretly cursed him as an "old fox."

He distanced himself from the Censorate again, and then portrayed himself as someone wholeheartedly loyal to the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Xiong Ying didn't delve into the details, but simply looked at Tu Jie and asked:
"Tell me, who will you impeach today?"

Tu Jie straightened his clothes and official hat, then spoke in a loud voice:
"Your Highness, I, Tu Jie, the Palace Attendant Censor of the Imperial Censorate of the Great Ming Dynasty, wish to impeach Liu Bowen, the Vice Censor-in-Chief!"

(End of this chapter)