Secrets of Yuqing Palace

Wanyu didn't waste any words and directly expressed her thoughts.

"Ma, I think my brother can be assigned to a position in Guangzhou."

"Even if you're just a minor local official, as long as you've made achievements, it's easy to get promoted."

"With my uncle protecting me, no one dares to make things difficult for me and suppress my achievements."

Jueluo looked at Fucha, wanting to ask her what she thought.

After all, she is Shi Liha's biological mother.

Fucha was a good housekeeper, but she had no idea when it came to state affairs.

However, she was not opposed to hearing that her uncle could protect her son.

"Then... when we get back, I'll tell your father and brother about this."

Wanyu nodded.

Then she added, "Actually, my suggestion to go to Guangdong wasn't just because of my uncle."

Jueluo knew that her granddaughter was not someone who spoke without purpose, and there must be a reason why she said that.

"Yu'er, feel free to speak up if you have any thoughts. We are all family."

"Shi Liha is your biological brother, so why should we be worried?!"

Fucha also nodded, "Your mama is right."

Wanyu restrained her expression and said seriously, "Mammy, Mother, I'm telling you this, you have to keep it secret."

"Just tell Marfa and the others when you get back. Don't let anyone know."

Jueluo was shocked. Her granddaughter was going to tell her something important!

Fucha also looked at her daughter nervously.

Wanyu whispered in Mongolian, "My mother and I know I like reading travelogues."

"I once read in a book that during the Ming Dynasty, people in the coastal area of ​​Guangzhou bought some grain seeds from Western missionaries."

"It seems to be called sweet potato, potato, or corn."

“I heard that people who bought these grains grew very high yields.”

Hearing their granddaughter suddenly speaking Mongolian, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law naturally also spoke in Mongolian.

Fucha's mother was a Khorchin Borjigit, and the old lady's mother was the daughter of a Mongolian Taiji, so both the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law could speak Mongolian.

Jueluo frowned and asked, "High yield? Is there any record of how many dan of grain were produced in a year?"

These mistresses of the house have a lot of farmland and real estate in their hands, so they have some understanding of the annual harvest.

Nowadays, the harvest of ordinary people per mu of land is mostly around 1 dan, and the highest yield in the north is 2.39 dan.

1 shi is about 180 jin, which means that a harvest of 200 jin per mu of land is normal, and a harvest of more than 400 jin is considered very high.

Of course, there are also higher yields, that is, the double-season rice planted in the south, with an output of more than 3 shi per mu.

Wanyu continued in Mongolian, "My granddaughter read in that travelogue that sweet potatoes can be planted in spring and summer."

"The yield per mu in spring can reach nearly 20 dan, and in summer it can reach at least 6 or 7 dan per mu, which means it can reach nearly 30 dan per mu in a year."

"The yield of corn per mu can easily reach 1,000 jin (10 dan) or even more."

"Potato yields are even higher, reaching as high as 50 dan per mu."

Jueluo and Fucha looked at their granddaughter's (daughter's) little mouth opening and closing, and were dizzy at the numbers that came out of her mouth.

Jueluo trembled and asked in disbelief, "Yu'er, do you think this is true? Or is it an exaggeration?"

"If such high-yield crops were truly possible, why is it that even before the Ming Dynasty, no one knows about it now?"

Wanyu tightened the handkerchief in her hand.

"Ma, I only saw it in some travelogues, so I don't know if it's true or not."

"However, my granddaughter feels that since there are records of this, it shouldn't be entirely false. If Third Brother goes to Guangzhou in the future, this will be a very good future for him."

"As for why it hasn't been promoted, my granddaughter has some guesses."

"Oh?" Jueluo looked at her curiously.

Wanyu said seriously, "Although I don't know the other reasons, I feel that the late Ming Dynasty was characterized by political chaos and corruption, coupled with the peasant uprisings and our ancestors..."

"The Song court certainly didn't have enough time and energy to promote new crops at the time."

"Furthermore, it's unclear whether this will reach the ears of the higher-ups and the emperor."

"As for why it hasn't been promoted yet, after all, there are conflicts between the Manchus and the Han people."

"After all, not many of us Manchus understand Chinese culture. Most of us can't even understand Chinese, let alone read Chinese characters."

"Also, there is no official record of information about high-yield crops."

"Even the emperor and his princes, who are fluent in Chinese, studied Confucian classics, various classics, history books, and statecraft. How could they have the time to read other books?"

"Even my granddaughter only noticed a few clues because she likes to read travelogues and geography."

Jueluo and Fucha were convinced by Wanyu's understanding.

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense!

The look in Jueluo's eyes when she looked at her granddaughter became even deeper.

[It's no wonder the old man feels so sorry. If his granddaughter were a boy, the Guaerjia clan would have a bright future!]

[My little granddaughter is not only intelligent, but also has great luck.]

The candidates for the Crown Princess went from the second granddaughter to the third granddaughter, and the third granddaughter was the sole favorite of the Crown Prince.

Jueluo felt that her granddaughter was no ordinary person.

Hearing her mention high-yield seeds again today made her guess even more certain.

Jueluo made the final decision: "Go! We must go to Guangzhou!"

"When I get back home, I'll tell you about what happened to Mafa and the others."

"Let Mafa and the others arrange for your brother to be transferred to Guangzhou."

"Write another letter to your uncle. Your brother will go to Guangzhou next year!"

Although Fucha was reluctant to leave her son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter, she didn't say anything when she thought about her son's future.

Obviously, she agreed with her mother-in-law's decision.

With Mama's support, Wanyu felt much more at ease.

She smiled and said to Mama, "Mama, when you go back, you must ask my brother to look up more information on this."

"Next time you go to Guangzhou, pay more attention to the foreigners who come to the Qing Dynasty."

"Especially the seeds and food they brought with them."

"If my brother really discovers a high-yield crop and presents it to the emperor, he might even be granted a title!"

Jueluo and Fucha's eyes lit up several times in an instant.

"Really?"

Wanyu nodded. "If my brother finds out and presents it to the emperor, it will be the emperor's achievement. This achievement will benefit generations to come and will be passed down through the ages."

"Once high-yield crops are discovered, many fewer people will die each year. We may even see a significant increase in the population each year due to sufficient food."

"Our Qing Dynasty often experiences natural disasters in many places, and there are frequent wars, all of which require population and food."

In fact, there is a good way to instantly confer a title on a family.

That is to propose the use of "cowpox" to prevent smallpox.

But Wanyu was not prepared to expose the "cowpox" at this time.

One reason is that this achievement is only temporary, and after being conferred the title, the person only has the title but no real power.

As for high-yield crops, these three crops are enough for my brother to sustain for most of his life.

It was enough for him to be knighted and then gradually promoted.

Not only will he leave behind a good reputation, but he will also be able to get promoted steadily. Moreover, because it is related to agriculture, he will not be feared by the emperor.

The second reason is that the power behind him is already big enough.