Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 20: Become the King, From Today (Two in One)

Listening to the roar of "Long live the emperor" in his ears, Emperor Yuanchu felt relaxed and happy, and his whole body felt comfortable.

My heart is filled with excitement, as if floating in the clouds.

When was the last time you felt so happy?

It seems to be the time of the coronation ceremony.

"Everyone who loves me is safe."

"The auspicious signs I have received today are also due to your contributions."

Emperor Yuanchu was delighted, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, sweeping away the gloom that had been in Wenyuan Pavilion before.

"Your Highness, I wonder where this auspicious rice was discovered."

The left prime minister stood up, raised his eyelids slightly, and asked.

The tone seemed calm, as if it was just business.

However, Fang Heng still smelled a hint of suspicion and blame.

Many important officials in the court also heard the hidden meaning of the left prime minister.

The Ninth Prince had never shown any talent before, but after joining the Seed Selection Department, he found rice with such an astonishing yield per mu in just over a month. It was hard not to be suspicious.

Could it be...

It’s better not to…

It is related to the traitors and rebels who worship Shinto.

Fang Heng seemed not to have heard the hidden meaning of the Left Prime Minister. He looked calm and bowed to Emperor Yuanchu.

"Father, I was not the one who discovered this auspicious rice."

These shocking words not only stunned Emperor Yuanchu.

Even the Left Prime Minister, Right Prime Minister, Military Prime Minister, and all the important officials of the court present were stunned.

Without waiting for everyone to come to their senses, Fang Heng began to tell the story.

"This auspicious rice was obtained by me in a dream."

What you get in a dream?
This……

Surprising!
It's really rare!
Fang Heng's words aroused everyone's curiosity.

Emperor Yuanchu looked at him, Fang Heng nodded in understanding, and continued.

"I saw the sacred beast Qilin in my dream. The sacred beast Qilin taught me the method of cultivating this rice and also said..."

Fang Heng paused, took a deep breath, and spoke loudly amid the surprised and strange looks of everyone.

"He also said that this was the birth of the Holy Emperor, which moved heaven and earth, and that he had just used the hand of this son to bring down auspicious signs."

"The Holy Emperor appears, and auspicious signs appear!"

"I, your son, boldly request that you, Father, name this rice Holy Emperor Rice."

Holy Emperor Rice!
Everyone suddenly took a breath of cold air.

This flattery must have taken three hundred years of practice.

Eunuch Su, who was standing by, was even more shocked.

Fortunately, the Ninth Prince is the son and grandson of the dragon, otherwise, wouldn’t his job be taken away?

Emperor Yuanchu was even more delighted.

The Holy Emperor appears, and auspicious signs appear!
These six words really touched his heart.

Wu Xiang's expression was a little exaggerated with surprise.

It seemed that no one had expected that the Ninth Prince's flattery skills were so good that even Eunuch Su, the Left Prime Minister and others could not match him.

Holy Emperor Rice spread throughout the world.

Then, when people in later generations mention Holy Emperor Rice, who would not know the name of Emperor Yuanchu?

The name of Emperor Yuanchu, along with the Holy Emperor Rice, will be recorded in history and will be immortal.

Zuo Xiang felt a little depressed, realizing that Fang Heng was not easy to deal with.

Fortunately, Concubine Ning was not from one of the Ten Great Dao Courts, otherwise, she would have been another treacherous villain like the Second Prince.

Holy Emperor Rice!
Holy Emperor Rice!
Holy Emperor Rice!
After a long orgasm in Emperor Yuanchu's brain, he finally came to his senses and nodded with satisfaction.

"The Ninth Prince presented the auspicious Holy Emperor Rice, which is a great contribution to the country."

"He was granted the title of a prince, and a fief of ten thousand households."

"As for the specific titles and fiefs, they will be drafted by the Ministry of Rites."

"Your Majesty, I thank you for your grace."

Fang Heng's heart was agitated, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, it was harder to suppress than AK.

Prince!

I finally became king!
All the hard work I spent in the seed selection department over the past month was worth it.

The Daqian royal family has its own system.

A prince cannot be made king without merit.

Only the prince who has made great contributions can be crowned king.

The royal title is divided into three levels: Prince, Heir to the King and Prince of a County.

Even though the Duke is the third rank of nobility, it is still a nobility.

Compared with those princes who were not crowned kings, Fang Heng was ahead.

For example, the eighth prince, who is two years older than Heng, is still a prince and has not yet been crowned king.

Today Fang Heng took the lead and became a prince.

Besides the prince, there is also...

[Cultivate Holy Emperor Rice, luck +10000 points! ]

[Achieve the title of Prince, luck +10000 points! ]

Twenty thousand points of luck is Fang Heng’s greatest gain.

It was enough for Fang Heng to refine two golden destinies.

Cultivating Holy Emperor Rice is like making a bigger cake and gaining good fortune.

And with the promotion of Holy Emperor Rice, good luck will continue to come to Fang Heng.

This is equivalent to a cash cow.

Promoting Shenghuang Rice is a hard and arduous task.

Many people thought that once the people heard the news about the Holy Emperor Rice, they would rush to switch to growing the Holy Emperor Rice.

In fact, it's just the opposite.

Not only will the people not rush to change their crops, they may even resist.

On the contrary, the gentry and landlords are very interested in planting new varieties of crops.

Because the gentry and landlords had a lot of land, they could easily afford to allocate one or two plots of land to grow new crops.

Planting new crops does not happen overnight.

Poor harvest or even total failure may be caused by seeds or planting techniques.

For the gentry and landlords, it was just a matter of eating less meat.

But for ordinary people, the outcome may be selling their children.

Therefore, people are often very resistant to new crops at first.

until……

Only when you see your neighbors getting rich by planting new crops will you be motivated to change your crops.

Fang Heng offered the Holy Emperor Rice in order to gain an advantage.

With the help of the imperial court, promote the Holy Emperor Rice.

With the promotion of Holy Emperor Rice, he will continue to gain luck.

As for being conferred the title of Prince, he got a bigger piece of the pie.

A prince with a royal title and a prince without a royal title are not the same concept.

Today, the Holy Emperor Rice was born, and the person who benefited the most was Fang Heng.

The second is the Minister of Agriculture Liu Song.

At least, Liu Song thought so.

Liu Song stepped forward, bowed, and spoke to Emperor Yuanchu.

"Your Majesty, the promotion of Holy Emperor Rice is urgent."

"I recommend myself to accept the order and go to the local areas to promote the Holy Emperor Rice."

"If any of the seventy-two counties of Daqian fail to grow Holy Emperor Rice, I, the old minister, will not return to the central government."

When Liu Song volunteered, he was so excited that he could hardly contain himself.

Promoting Holy Emperor Rice is an opportunity to make a lasting contribution and go down in history.

How can the intrigue and deception at the central government compare to promoting Holy Emperor Rice in the grassroots?
For Liu Song, he didn't want to stay in Yujing City for a moment at this moment.

It is very convenient to put on wings and fly to the place immediately.

In his opinion, he was the only one who could promote Holy Emperor Rice.

Promoting Holy Emperor Rice is the responsibility of the Ministry of Agriculture.

As the Minister of Agriculture, I am the most suitable person for the position.

It’s impossible for Zuo Xiang to promote it.

If the Left Prime Minister were to snatch away the opportunity to promote the Holy Emperor Rice, the followers of the Left Prime Minister's party would be disappointed.

Who else but me can promote Shenghuang Rice?

The Minister of Revenue Yan Ziqian was also somewhat tempted.

This was clearly an opportunity to go down in history, and he was envious of it.

Looking at the right prime minister, he saw him shaking his head obscurely.

The subtext is.

You can't win the battle!

The left aspect is strong.

The promotion of Shenghuang Rice is the responsibility of the Ministry of Agriculture.

How to fight?
The Minister of Agriculture has the best timing and location.

Emperor Yuanchu's eyes moved slightly, his gaze flickered twice, and he spoke lightly.

"Promoting Holy Emperor Rice is a matter of national destiny."

"My dear ministers, please present your proposal."

Emperor Yuanchu's seemingly light words were like a pair of invisible giant hands, stirring up a storm in everyone's hearts.

Submit a petition?
It seems that he just wants the court officials to discuss who to choose to promote the Holy Emperor Rice.

But those present were all thousand-year-old vixen, so they knew the hidden meaning behind Emperor Yuanchu's words.

It is obvious that the Minister of Agriculture is the most suitable person.

Instead of giving direct orders, he asked everyone to discuss it.

The subtext is - Liu Song is not good enough, change someone else.

Liu Song's mood instantly sank to the bottom, his old body trembled slightly, and his vision went dark.

It was as if the words Emperor Yuanchu had just said had pulled out his spine.

The energy and spirit in his whole body were visibly declining.

As for others, they think more.

Why did Emperor Yuanchu ask everyone to discuss it?
Do you simply think Liu Song is not suitable?
Or are you targeting the prince?
The credit for promoting Holy Emperor Rice cannot be allowed to fall on the prince’s party.

The Right Prime Minister and the Minister of Revenue looked at each other, their eyes flashing, and they both saw an opportunity.

In addition to Liu Song, several other Shangshu were also interested.

Promoting Shenghuang Rice is not only a great achievement.

Once you succeed and return to the center, you will inevitably have to go further.

Going further, isn't that the phase?

Fang Heng watched the entire process and felt secretly moved in his heart.

This is the power of imperial authority.

No wonder so many people are obsessed with it.

Emperor Yuanchu did not make a direct statement, but just let everyone discuss it, which completely reversed the situation.

With just one word, the dignified Minister of Agriculture was brought down from his humble position.

"The specific candidate will be a third-rank or above."

Emperor Yuanchu said with a smile.

It’s like the cricket’s owner is watching a cricket fighting competition.

Fang Heng stepped forward and said with a bow.

"Father, there is one more matter that I would like to report."

"What's the matter?"

"Holy Emperor Rice is different from other rice."

"If you use Holy Emperor Rice seeds to plant fields, the Holy Emperor Rice will degenerate and the yield per mu will decrease, and it will be no different from ordinary rice."

As soon as Fang Heng said this, Emperor Yuanchu's eyes lit up and burst out with two brilliant rays of light.

The three prime ministers and the ministers all showed expressions of astonishment.

His jaw almost dropped in surprise. "Ninth Prince, are you saying that in order to maintain a yield of 700 kilograms per mu of Holy Emperor Rice, I need to purchase seeds from you?"

Zuo Xiang forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart, his expression a little tense, and asked hurriedly.

"Left Prime Minister, this is wrong."

"It's to buy seeds from the imperial court."

"The Holy Emperor Rice is not just my property."

Fang Heng knew very well the profits involved in seed trading.

A major agricultural country like Argentina has its soybean industry strangled by the neck and lifeline of American seed companies.

If we don't use genetically modified seeds from American companies, soybean yields will be low and we will lose money.

If you use genetically modified seeds from American companies, your lifeline will be controlled by American companies.

It's not just about taking the lion's share of the profits.

Moreover, Argentina will be made a dog.

I asked you to bite someone, but you didn't dare to show your teeth.

Even the cotton industry in northwest China once faced this threat.

The seeds of Holy Emperor Rice are of great importance.

It is definitely not something Fang Heng can swallow alone.

If you eat alone, you will be beaten.

Especially before there is overwhelming force.

Therefore, Fang Heng did not have any heart-to-heart talk, but decisively donated the method of cultivating the Holy Emperor Rice seeds to the court.

How to cultivate, how much to cultivate, and at what price to sell.

Everything is decided by the court.

How to distribute and price it, the interests involved are no less than those of the Holy Emperor Rice itself.

Emperor Yuanchu was even more ecstatic. The look in his eyes when he looked at Fang Heng became softer and softer, and he liked him more and more the more he looked at him.

Be capable, be able to speak, know when to advance and retreat, and know how to make choices.

Even if he fails in his cultivation, he is still a potential minister who can govern the country.

As expected, he is my offspring!
"Announce to the world, Holy Emperor Rice seeds must be exchanged for grain."

"Yan Ziqian, I'll leave this matter to you."

The Yuanchu Emperor spoke with great force.

Minister of Revenue Yan Ziqian immediately accepted the order.

Announce to the world?

Are you telling the peasants?
Of course not, it is to tell the aristocratic families.

Want to get the Holy Emperor Rice seeds first?

Provide grain to help the court alleviate the severe drought in the northwest.

Yan Ziqian looked at Fang Heng with a very complicated look.

Just one rice plant has completely changed the outcome of this disaster relief effort!

Emperor Yuanchu walked up to Fang Heng, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled.

"Heng'er, you have brought a big surprise to Father."

"Sixteen years have passed in a flash, and you have become a successful person."

"Some time ago, your mother came to ask for a position in the Seed Selection Department for you. Your father was worried that you wouldn't be able to do the job well and bring disgrace to the royal family."

"What you did today was even better than Father expected."

"I don't know how to reward you."

"Thanks to my father's wise guidance, I am where I am today."

"Being crowned a king has been my son's long-cherished wish. I dare not offer any more rewards."

Fang Heng spoke modestly, and in short, his words and actions conveyed the same meaning.

It is all thanks to you, my father, that I can cultivate the Holy Emperor Rice.

The first credit goes to you, father.

Your son, I am here today thanks to the grace of the Emperor.

As for rewards?

The merits of Holy Emperor Rice can be discussed openly.

It's open and aboveboard and irrefutable.

He is worthy of being named a prince.

But how the Holy Emperor Rice is distributed and these benefits can only be kept under the table.

It’s not good to reward openly.

After hearing Fang Heng's words, Emperor Yuanchu smiled even more widely.

He became more and more satisfied with Fang Heng and praised him with three "good" words in a row.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Go to the palace to see your mother and tell her the good news."

Eunuch Su was secretly shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

It seems that the Ninth Prince can no longer slack off from now on.

Eunuch Su knew Emperor Yuanchu's temperament very well.

It seems like just chatting about family matters, but it is more valuable than being conferred the title of a prince.

What does it mean that Jian is in the emperor's heart?
This is called simplicity in the emperor's heart!
Not giving any reward is the greatest reward.

……

Jingyang Palace.

Concubine Zhuang, the biological mother of the crown prince.

After the queen went into seclusion, he temporarily took over the queen's power and took charge of the harem, with a subtle attitude of being the "master of the harem".

Today, Concubine Zhuang hosted a banquet for the concubines from the six palaces.

All the concubines, imperial concubines, and beauties were present, and no one dared to disrespect Concubine Zhuang.

In the garden, the flowers are graceful and swaying, competing with each other in beauty, which is a breathtaking beauty.

Even the flowers in the garden were overshadowed by it.

Concubine Zhuang was wearing a purple palace dress, which made her look charming, graceful, elegant and adorned with jewels.

"My dear sisters, the severe drought in the northwest has caused His Majesty great concern."

"Although we in the harem cannot interfere in government affairs, we must also share your Majesty's worries."

"I'm inviting all of you sisters to a banquet today in the hope that you can contribute to the relief efforts for the severe drought in Northwest China."

The concubines present were slightly moved after hearing what Concubine Zhuang said.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, she knew what Concubine Zhuang meant.

It means giving money to disaster relief.

Of course, the credit for disaster relief naturally goes to Concubine Zhuang, the initiator.

It has nothing to do with anyone else.

Concubine Zhuang was very good at using other people's money for disaster relief.

The other concubines were quite resentful.

Why should I use my own money to help Concubine Zhuang?
However, due to Concubine Zhuang's power, no one dared to stand up and sing a different tune.

After all, it is politically correct to share His Majesty's worries.

If you come out and sing a different tune, Concubine Zhuang will put a hat on you and you will be seriously injured.

Perhaps, it is possible that Concubine Zhuang will persuade her again and send her to the cold palace.

"Sister Noble Concubine is right. Although we are women, we cannot just stand by and watch."

"I will give you these fifty thousand taels of silver to relieve your majesty's worries and troubles."

Concubine Min smiled and responded to Concubine Zhuang's proposal without saying a word.

Everyone was not surprised to see Concubine Min was the first to step forward.

Who in the palace doesn’t know that Concubine Min is Concubine Zhuang’s person?
"Concubine Ning, I heard that your Lu family's business is very prosperous, and your house is filled with mountains of gold and silver. Don't you plan to share His Majesty's worries?"

Concubine Min smiled lightly and looked at Concubine Ning provocatively.

Concubine Ning raised her eyebrows, and she knew that Concubine Min was targeting her.

Fortunately, she was well prepared for today's situation.

"Sister Min Fei, you're joking. My father and brother are just doing a small business. There's no way they can have mountains of gold and silver."

"But just like other families, we can barely make ends meet."

"I'm not as wealthy as you, Sister Minfei, who can afford to spend fifty thousand taels of silver."

"What? Sister Ning Fei is not going to share His Majesty's worries?"

Concubine Min's voice was shrill, with a hint of ridicule and mockery, forcing Concubine Ning into a corner.

"Sister Min Fei, you're joking. As His Majesty's concubine, of course I have to share His Majesty's worries."

"I don't have as much silver as my sister, so I can only donate this jade pendant that Your Majesty gave me to help you share your worries."

As she spoke, Concubine Ning took out a jade pendant given to her by Emperor Yuanchu.

This move made it impossible for Concubine Min and Concubine Zhuang to do anything.

In terms of value, Concubine Ning's jade pendant is certainly not as valuable as 50,000 taels of silver.

But this was a reward from Emperor Yuanchu, and it is of great significance.

Who dares to compare yellow and white objects with the jade pendant bestowed by the emperor?

Concubine Ning raised the corner of her mouth slightly and continued.

"Sister Min Fei, are you only using these yellow and white things to relieve His Majesty's worries?"

"Your heart is not sincere!"

Concubine Min's face turned gloomy and horribly ugly.

When Concubine Zhuang saw that Concubine Min was at a disadvantage, she quickly stood up to take sides.

"Concubine Ning, as the elder sister, you must take good care of your younger sisters."

"It's not easy for Concubine Min to come up with 50,000 taels."

"Although this yellow and white thing is not as precious as the jade pendant bestowed by the emperor, it is still a token of my heart."

Concubine Zhuang's words resolved Concubine Ning's offensive.

Since Concubine Ning was in Concubine Zhuang's territory, she naturally would not be so stubborn as to offend her to death, so she simply gave Concubine Zhuang face.

"Sister Noble Concubine is right."

"It was my sister who neglected it."

Seeing Concubine Ning lower her head, Concubine Zhuang knew that she was not easy to deal with, so she did not pursue her relentlessly.

She looked at the other concubines.

At this moment, thunderous cheers of "Congratulations, Your Majesty" were heard from outside.

When the news reached Jingyang Palace, many beauties showed surprised expressions.

Concubine Zhuang waved her hand and said lightly.

"Go outside and see what's going on?"

There were also whispers in the back garden.

Curious about what happy event had occurred, all the civil and military officials were congratulating Emperor Yuanchu.

Soon, the eunuch returned to report.

"Your Majesty, it was the Ninth Prince who presented the auspicious sign to Your Majesty."

"What auspiciousness?"

Concubine Min interrupted directly, having a bad feeling in her heart.

"I heard that the rice yield is 700 kilograms per mu."

"It solved the problem of severe drought in Northwest China."

"His Majesty was greatly pleased and even crowned His Majesty the Ninth Prince as King."

Jingyang Palace, back garden.

There was silence for a moment.

It was the calm before the storm, and it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of the air.

A moment of silence.

Concubine Shu broke the peace.

"Congratulations, sister. His Highness the Ninth Prince has been crowned king."

"Congratulations, Sister Ning Fei!"

"Sister Ning Fei, you really gave birth to a good son."

The sounds of congratulations came one after another in the back garden.

Concubine Zhuang looked at this scene with a gloomy expression.

It seemed as if at this moment, Jingyang Palace became Concubine Ning's home ground.

(End of this chapter)