After the whole sect traveled to ancient times, I led the rebellion

The more Mu Wu read, the less he understood what was going on in his brother's brain.

Even though they both started their enlightenment at about the same age, he was always several steps behind Mu Qing.

Mu Wu scratched his hand. He had a heroic look. Although he was only thirteen years old, he looked mature. However, he only looked mature in appearance.

Mu Wu seldom came to Xiaoniu Village, so Mu Shan planned to let Mu Wu try his hand this year.

According to Mu Shan, Mu Wu should learn more from his brother. Only by seeing the subtleties of the world can one write good articles.

He looked at Mu Shan who was fiddling with the seeds in confusion, but couldn't make out what he was doing.

"What's so special about these rice seeds? Aren't they the same as the rice harvested by farmers?"

Mu Wu and Mu Qing squatted together. Even if their clothes were folded up, they almost hung to the ground and were inevitably stained with dust.

"Each of them is special, they are brand new."

Mu Qing looked at the seeds with a little excitement, but Mu Wu could not hear a word of what he said:

"Which aspect do you mean?"

"Character."

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Mu Wu listened curiously to the new words his brother said and waited obediently for explanation.

Mu Qing realized that she had subconsciously blurted out Chinese words again. She silently shut up and reorganized her words before speaking:

"When these rice grains are planted and harvested, the yield will be five times higher than before."

Now it was Mu Wu's turn to be surprised.

In fact, the food of the Tiansheng Dynasty was mainly based on millet and beans.

The chestnut yield per mu is about 281 jin, and the millet and bean yield per mu is 264 jin.

Rice farming is still relatively extensive, and the yield per mu is not high. High-yield fields can produce 150 catties per mu, but the average yield per mu is around 90 catties.

If what Mu Qing said is true.

The rice yield per mu has increased from 90 jin to 450 jin, which is higher than that of chestnuts.

Mu Wu is not a nobleman who is detached from the world.

Precisely because Mu Shan came from a poor family, his education of Mu Wu, Mu Qing and others often focused on the customs of the people.

In addition, Mu Qing went to the market every day.

Mu Wu would know the output of chestnut valley with a little inquiry. Because he knew this, Mu Wu didn't even squat at this moment. He immediately stood up and jumped high.

"Ah Qing, is this really the case?"

"Seriously."

"If the yield of this rice is high, it will be 400 to 500 kilograms, which is 200 to 300 kilograms higher than the chestnut yield per mu!"

Mu Wu walked back and forth, muttering to himself:

"Two or three hundred kilograms! This is two or three hundred kilograms."

Mu Wu seldom ate rice, but he also knew that food was not divided into high and low quality, and it was good enough as long as it could feed people.

If one acre can produce two or three hundred kilograms more, then thousands and millions of acres can produce thousands and millions of additional two or three hundred kilograms.

If Aqing's rice had been promoted, the disaster in Guangsha City would not have been so serious.

Maybe not so many people will die this time.

As Mu Wu thought about it, he, a ten-year-old child, couldn't help but feel sad.

However, after calming down, Mu Wu looked at the rice seeds that were indistinguishable from the usual ones, and then turned to look at Mu Qing with a sparkling look:

"Ah Qing, you are such a genius."

Mu Qing just casually said the word "genius" at the time, but unexpectedly Mu Wu wrote it down.

Mu Qing smiled. She knew that she would be as excited as Mu Wu when she succeeded.

But now Mu Qing knows that this is not enough, far from enough.

She thought that this was enough, but in fact compared with her country.

After the emergence of hybrid rice, the grain yield per acre of land began to increase exponentially, ten times higher than the highest yield of ancient fields.

By the time of the super hybrid rice era, China's land produced 900 to 1000 kilograms of rice per acre.

The two returned home very late. Mu Wu was excited about what he saw and heard today. It turned out that this was the reason why A Qing was so persistent in finding the seeds.

Mu Wu wanted to announce this great thing to everyone, but when he thought of A Qing's instructions, he gave up the idea.

The setting sun was almost falling at the edge.

As dusk falls, the sky gradually becomes dyed with color, and large patches of red extend from mid-sky, gradually merging with the setting sun.

"What has Lord Mu done wrong? I saw him this morning."

"Yeah, why were they arrested without any clear reason? Poor family."

"I have relatives who are government officials. I think the prince may be involved."

As soon as Mu Qing and Mu Wu arrived at the street where the Mu residence was located, a large crowd of people surrounded the front of the residence.

There were a lot of people at this time, and the bustling sounds made Mu Qing think that he was not returning home, but coming to the market.

There was a lot of chatter, and Mu Qing's heart skipped a beat when he looked at the people in front of the Mu residence.

She stepped forward quickly.

"Young Master Mu is back."

"What's the point of coming back?"

……

The voices continued, and Mu Wu also realized what was happening in his family.

It was not until Mu Qing arrived at the Mu residence that she discovered that the entire residence was sealed.

There was a team of soldiers standing at the main door and the back door, and the Mu residence was surrounded.

The leading admiral saw Mu Qing and Mu Wu and walked over with a knife in hand.

"This is about the Crown Prince's case. No one in the Mu residence is allowed to leave the Mu residence. Gentlemen, please."

Mu Qing and Mu Wu were forcibly brought into the Mu residence.

As soon as I got inside, I found that the Mu house had been turned upside down, and some clothes were scattered on the ground outside the house.

"Dad, what's going on?"

"It's a long story."

Mu Shan knew that Mu Qing had been very smart since childhood and nothing could be hidden from his eyes, so Mu Shan told him everything he knew.

The confiscation of the Mu residence happened instantly. At first, even Mu Shan didn't understand who he had offended after working so diligently for so many years.

It was not until the news came from the palace that he noticed something was wrong.

"The third prince was poisoned, and the crown prince was deposed today."

"How can it be!"