After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

The next day, the secret guard in charge of surveillance told Wen Hemian everything that happened in the Ministry of Personnel.

In person, everyone seemed friendly and there was no sign of filthiness. Her departure would make it easier for her to observe the situation.

As soon as the reform started, dissatisfaction was inevitable. It might be that the Ministry of Personnel exploited the workers too much. The number of dissatisfied people was much smaller than Wen Hemian had imagined.

The biggest troublemaker was the Left Vice Minister Min Rong.

In the original book, he was a stubborn old minister. After the Minister of Personnel retired, he naturally took over. In the struggles in the court, he repeatedly opposed Xie Lang and secretly assisted Ning Hechu. In the end, he was naturally purged and beheaded.

It is not time for him to cause trouble yet, so Wen Hemian has classified him as a key observation person.

The main reason is that we are short of people, so we can just use them as is.

Wen Hemian made the decision happily.

Seeing her son's expression, Qingyun knew that a poor guy who was being exploited was about to be born. She suppressed the smile on her lips and handed over a gray cloth package: "Sir, take a look. Is this what you asked someone to find before?"

In the past few years, Wen Hemian focused all her attention on Xie Lang, thinking about how to take good care of him. Now that the time is right, she is thinking further about how to improve people's livelihood.

Food is the most important thing for people. In feudal times, people had simple ideas and believed that having enough food and clothing was enough for them to live a peaceful life.

In addition to blocking many policies issued by Ning Hechu, Wen Hemian also drew diagrams and ordered his subordinates to find high-yield crops.

The world in the book is similar to reality. High-yield crops such as corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes are not available in Dazhao. Traveling merchants move slowly and may also be involved in overseas. Therefore, after searching for so long, we have only just gotten some news.

If Qingyun hadn't mentioned it, Wen Hemian would have almost forgotten it.

She took the package and opened it. There was a vine inside. Because it was properly preserved, it was a little wilted, but still relatively intact.

"Yes." After looking at it for a long time, Wen Hemian raised his eyebrows and smiled, "This is called sweet potato, a high-yield crop. If it is planted, it should be able to produce several times more than the current grain output."

Wen Hemian was not an agricultural student, but her roommate was. She would whisper a few words in her ear from time to time. As she was influenced by her, she knew a lot. Who knew that traveling through a book could come in handy?

She didn't say it too firmly, but even so, Qingyun was already very surprised: "Is what you said true, young master?"

Only the head of the household knows how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. Qingyun is in charge of the entire huge palace. She has the most contact with these things and understands more clearly what the birth of high-yield crops represents.

With more food, people can spend less money to eat their fill, which is a great benefit for people who are struggling to make ends meet.

"Of course it's true." Wen Hemian was also very happy. She stood up and said, "Without further ado, where are the remaining sweet potato vines? I'll go and have a look. This season is suitable for planting sweet potatoes. We can mark out a piece of land and see how it turns out."

The number of them sent all the way to the capital should not be large, otherwise it would be impossible for each vine to be treasured so much. If we can plant more and use them as seeds, then things will be easy afterwards.

"Sir, follow me."

Qingyun's face was full of smiles and his steps became much lighter.

The people under Wen Hemian were all very careful in their work. No one dared to neglect the things she particularly emphasized. Just to be on the safe side, they were temporarily placed on the farm in the suburbs. Wen Hemian went there directly on horseback, and only when she arrived did she find that there were quite a lot of them, all piled up in a corner.

When I got closer, I found that many sweet potatoes had sprouted. They seemed to be growing well and could be planted after a little cleaning.

The old man in charge of the farm was called Liu Bo. It was the first time he saw this new crop. Seeing Wen Hemian's serious look, he hurried forward and asked, "Sir, do you want to plant all of these?"

Wen Hemian said without hesitation: "Of course."

After searching for a long time, she finally found this one. Among the people present, she was the only one who knew the method of growing sweet potatoes the best. Wen Hemian took Liu Bo aside and explained everything in detail: "... This is about it. We can see how the harvest is in August or September this year."

When Liu Bo first learned that this was a high-yield crop, he had the same expression as Qingyun, but as Wen Hemian spoke more deeply, he became convinced. Although he didn't know what the result would be, it wouldn't hurt to give it a try!

This is enough to feed so many people!

Liu Bo looked at the sweet potatoes with increasing eagerness.

Wen Hemian could understand every farmer's enthusiasm for high-yield crops. She coughed twice guiltily, and finally picked up two intact sweet potatoes without sprouting under Liu Bo's heartbroken gaze.

She was used to taking care of children, so she would bring any new things into the palace for Xie Lang to see.

Things that the emperor personally approves will be easier to promote in the future, right?

Thinking of this, Wen Hemian became justified.

It was still early, so he stopped by to take a look at the Ministry of Personnel. After seeing that it was running smoothly, Wen Hemian entered the palace with two sweet potatoes in his pocket.

Lai Xi was still being punished. Another clever eunuch was serving in front of the emperor. All the servants in the palace knew the imperial tutor. When they saw Wen Hemian from afar, they hurriedly came forward and bowed, "Master Wen is here! His Majesty has ordered that you can go in directly."

Wen Hemian nodded and knocked three times politely before entering the imperial study. When she heard no response, she pushed the door open and went in.

"What is your majesty doing?"

Wen Hemian heard the sound of a book falling to the ground through a screen. When she walked around, Xie Lang had already stood up suddenly, looking a little flustered: "Grandmaster, why are you here?"

"Your Majesty, don't you want me to come?" Wen Hemian said as he approached him, "I seemed to hear something fall to the ground just now?"

"It's okay, it's just a book."

Xie Lang spoke a little too fast, and it was obvious that he was trying to cover up something. He glanced under the desk in panic, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, don't say that. I don't have such an idea."

"uh-huh."

Wen Hemian laughed and did not continue to hesitate. He put the oil paper bag he had been carrying all the way on the desk, which immediately attracted Xie Lang's attention.

"what is this?"

"Take it apart and you'll know."

After getting the answer, Xie Lang began to unwrap the oil paper package. As the oil paper was slowly unwrapped, a sweet fragrance filled the air, making people salivate.

"Food? I haven't seen it."

Xie Lang poked at the unremarkable thing wrapped in oil paper and asked, "How do I eat this?"

There were two baked sweet potatoes in total. Wen Hemian took one of them and peeled off the slightly burnt skin, revealing the golden and sweet inside. It was no longer too hot, so she handed it to Xie Lang: "Take a bite."

Xie Lang took a careful bite and was instantly conquered by the taste of the sweet potato. His eyes lit up slightly: "Delicious!"

Wen Hemian caught a glimpse of the joy of feeding, but the next moment he said something a little cruel: "If it tastes good, cherish it. You probably won't be able to eat it for a while."

The smile on Xie Lang's face froze for a moment.