Red Mansion: I relied on the AFK system to create a dynasty

There is a tree in the garden, and there is a cicada on it. The cicada is sitting high up, singing sadly and drinking dew. I don’t know that the mantis is behind it;

The mantis bends over to grab the cicada, unaware that the oriole is right next to it;

The oriole stretched its neck to peck the mantis, but it didn't know that the bullet was under it.

All three of these are committed to achieving their immediate benefits, regardless of the subsequent dangers.

——This is called the mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind.

Cen Mingche is just a man who wants to be a profitable fisherman.

The queen’s mother’s family is not an ordinary family. Prince Kang has a father-in-law named Minister of War. I wonder how many of the twelve guards in the capital he bribed...

Cen Mingche could guess what Prince Kang would do.

He and the queen tried to bribe the guards in the palace, or smuggled other soldiers into the palace, and took advantage of the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet to surround the former ministers and harem officials, forcing the father to write an imperial edict to pass on the throne.

Generally speaking, the prince's rebellion follows this process.

Except for those who are as fierce as Li Shimin and Zhu Di.

However, if Prince Kang had the ability of Li Shimin and Zhu Di, there would be no need to rebel.

The Queen's work for so many years was not in vain. Even if the Emperor removed half of the Queen's palace power with his eloquent words, the manpower and connections the Queen had cultivated over the years would not disappear out of thin air.

Now it depends on which army Prince Kang can win over and how many people there are.

Also, what do his fourth and fifth brothers think about this matter.

Now, Cen Mingche just wants to fan the flames.

After all, no matter where the weapon talisman is placed, it is like picking something out of a bag for him.

Not to mention that running the Duke's Mansion started with military merit. If necessary, with his previous friendship, he could persuade several generals to lead troops to serve the king.

In addition, Cen Mingche quelled the floods in the Yellow River. His status, reputation and achievements were enough.

The emperor takes turns, and this year, it’s time to come to my house.

There is still more than half a year before the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the Spring Festival has just passed, and there is still enough time for them to plan.

"Okay, let's go and see how the breeding of corn and sweet potatoes is going."

Cen Mingche put away his thoughts and game panels, showed his signature gentle smile, and called his men to check on the farm work.

The Yellow River flooded for most of the year, and then gradually converged after entering the winter dry season.

They used cement to quickly re-build river channels to divert water, and finally controlled the diverted Yellow River before spring.

In winter, the cement solidifies slowly and the soil freezes solidly. This project was really difficult to complete and cost a lot of manpower and material resources.

However, as the weather gets warmer, the flow of water in the Yellow River rises, making construction more dangerous.

Now, the flow of the Yellow River has gradually stopped, most areas have resumed production, and the refugees have gradually returned to their homes.

The kilns that burn cement never stop firing, and the making of cement bricks never stops either.

Everywhere he went, Cen Mingche organized the construction of cement kilns and hired workers to burn cement and make cement bricks. He was not paid but provided with meals, helping many people survive the lean season in the beginning of spring.

At this time, it is time to raise seedlings of sweet potatoes and corn, but such improved seeds cannot be distributed to the people in vain.

Because the people are ignorant, they often do not cherish the things they are given for free. Instead, they are monopolized by far-sighted nobles.

In this way, the good things that originally saved the people from fire and water have changed and cannot reach the people who really need them.

Instead, start by heating up the atmosphere.

It just so happens that many refugees have eaten relief food made from corn and sweet potatoes, and have seen what corn and sweet potatoes look like.

As a result, rumors gradually spread.

"Have you heard? His Royal Highness King Yi has brought us good seeds for us to sow. It is said that they can produce thousands of kilograms per acre!"

"Qianjin! What a joke! There is such a thing over there!"

"Hey, don't believe it. I heard it from one of my brothers. He had eaten the relief food distributed by His Highness King Yi before, and that food was grown from these high-quality seeds. Otherwise, where would the imperial court get so much food!"

"Relief food? Just that horrible, chewy paste?"

"Hey, don't worry about whether it tastes bad or not, at least you can eat enough, right? We ordinary people still want to eat rice and flour?"

"That's true, it's a good thing to be full...is that good breed you mentioned true?"

"No. It is said that there are not enough rice and wheat seeds, otherwise the imperial court would not be willing to send out these high-quality seeds!"

"Can you really produce a thousand catties per acre?"

"Ahem, I don't know if it can produce a thousand catties. After all, I haven't planted it before, right? But it does have a higher yield than rice, and it can still fill you up."

……

Such news spread among the people.

Some people don't believe it, but they still try their best to find rice seeds, raise seedlings and plant them.

Some people believed it, but they didn’t dare to believe it completely, so they only planted a small patch of corn or sweet potatoes.

Some people don’t know whether to believe it or not, but they couldn’t get rice seeds, so they could only plant corn and sweet potatoes.

These two high-quality seeds have quietly and gradually penetrated into people's homes.

As long as they harvest a crop, they will know how good it is.

Of course, the way we collect taxes will have to be changed in the future. We can’t just collect rice and wheat, but also include things like corn.

At the same time, news from the capital continued to reach his ears.

His good eldest brother was very filial during this time, always offering medicines and treasures, and acting like a good son in front of his father.

The second brother failed in his errand and refused to return to Beijing.As expected, he was ordered to reflect upon his return and is now still locked up in his own palace, unable to get out of any edicts.

The fourth and fifth brothers are about to get married and it’s time to move out of the palace.

If his good eldest brother hadn't secretly threatened to rebel and rebel against their father, everything would have seemed fine.

As for the rest, the Zhen family is now living with their tail between their legs, and it is already a bit like the sunset.

Lin Ruhai has worked in the salt administration for a full year and is about to return to Beijing to report on his work.

On the contrary, the new guard in the capital was still an acquaintance of Cen Mingche.

The former Guangning central defender commander Qian Shi, Xiong Yu.

Now that he has been promoted to the capital's garrison, it seems that this guy is pretty good at sneaking into the camp.

Although there is no military merit to be gained from the garrison of the capital, it is still a good job and cannot be held except by the emperor's confidants.

It seems that this Xiong Yu is also his good father.

No, not necessarily.

Maybe it was Xiong Yu who made others think that he was from the emperor.

After all, Cen Mingche knew from just one encounter that he was a good person.

……

The spring sowing is over, a bunch of buds have grown on the ground, and the wild vegetables on the mountains are also growing luxuriantly.

The people were starving to death.

The peace of the prosperous age gradually returned to this land that had caused disasters.

It's time to return to Beijing.

Zhezi Cen Mingche would write a letter almost every now and then, talking about what he had done recently, what happened, how he missed his father, and how the local people thanked God for his kindness...

Therefore, the emperor happily approved the decision to return to Beijing this time, and more than 500 words of praise for him were written in the edict.

The servants packed up and saluted happily. After all, they had been out for a year and a half and could finally return to Beijing. How could they not be happy?

Cen Mingche was calm on the outside, but also excited on the inside.

Not excited about returning to Beijing, but excited about what will happen next.

The eldest prince, Prince Kang, could not wait more and more.