Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

"Huh... I finally dug this thing out!"

"Wow! This weight... is not light! It's enough to fill an ordinary person's stomach!"

"If this were to be..."

Fu Youwen, who was already old, was holding the big sweet potato in his hand and muttering, but he stopped talking halfway.

Zhan Hui, who always liked to discuss things with him, dug down with a hoe.

He frowned and asked, "What if it's changed to something? You shouldn't stop talking halfway."

He finished speaking.

Fu Youwen did not respond immediately, but continued to look at the big sweet potato in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

After a while, Fu Youwen came back to his senses.

His face showed an expression of ecstasy, and the old voice laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! Hahahahaha! Good! Good! Good! Hahahaha..."

Zhan Hui glanced at him.

I saw his cloudy eyes suddenly filled with tears...

I laughed so hard at the end that I even lost my voice.

Zhan Hui's heart skipped a beat, knowing that Fu Youwen must have thought of something, or in other words, he had confirmed something!

A look of excitement appeared on everyone's face.

He simply stopped what he was doing, stuck the hoe in his hand into the ground, and waited quietly for Fu Youwen to consume his emotions and calm down a little.

Then he patted Fu Youwen on the back.

While smoothing his tone, he jokingly said, "You're already quite old, don't let yourself get carried away by the laughter. Tell me... what did you just think of? What was it that you wanted to say but didn't?"

Fu Youwen took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

Then he raised his left hand, a sweet potato lying quietly in his palm. Fu Youwen pointed at the sweet potato with his right index finger and said, "Master Zhan, think about it. If the weight of this sweet potato I dug out of the ground is replaced by the same weight of rice or wheat, how many bundles of rice stalks or wheat straws would be needed to compare it?"

He is the Minister of Revenue, and is much more sensitive than ordinary people to these things like grain, per-acre yield, and other numerical calculations.

Even though he hadn't dug much yet and it was hard to calculate, he figured it out as soon as he dug the first sweet potato.

I just suddenly laughed.

It is precisely because of this thought.

"Master Zhan, think about it. For the same weight of grain, how much space does a sweet potato take up? If it were rice stalks or wheat straw... how much more space would they take up?"

"Is what Your Majesty just said true or false..."

"Still can't you make a decision?"

There was no need to continue digging or confirming. Seeing the Huaixi nobles gloating as they pulled up string after string, Fu Youwen was completely certain in his heart: "Your Majesty is not deceiving me!!!"

Zhan Hui is certainly a smart man.

Although he was usually in charge of the transfer and assessment of various central and local officials in the Ministry of Personnel, he immediately understood and reacted after Fu Youwen's explanation. He took a deep breath in excitement, his eyes widened, and said, "Yes! Master Fu! You are right! It's true! It's true! Hahahaha!"

The Minister of War Ru Chang and the Minister of Works Qin Kui, who were standing nearby, heard everything they said clearly.

However, Ru Rong and Qin Kui had long been Zhu Yunhuan's confidants, and had already seen Zhu Yunhuan's truer side.

So they completely trusted Zhu Yunhuan.

That's why.

As early as when Zhu Yunhuan said "the yield per mu is several thousand kilograms", the two of them had basically believed Zhu Yunhuan's outrageous data in their hearts, and had been secretly excited for a long time. At this time, the two of them were particularly calm.

Especially Qin Kui, who knows the most.

He even rolled his eyes at Fu Youwen and Zhan Hui, mocking them, "Ha! Do you only now see your majesty's plan and intention? Others may not understand your majesty, but you don't understand him either. When has your majesty ever acted without a purpose?"

"You two are the only ones who increasingly distrust His Majesty. Seeing His Majesty destroy the late emperor's vegetable garden, you're already acting like unfilial. Seeing His Majesty taking such painstaking care of such auspicious objects, you're accusing Him of extravagance and wasting your time on pleasure..."

"Can't you see with your eyes? Can't you hear with your ears?"

"Just following the crowd..."

Qin Kui's anger was visible in his words.

He was the first one to start working for Zhu Yunhuan, even earlier than the people in the Alchemy Bureau. For him, of course, no matter what Zhu Yunhuan did, he would support and believe in it without a second thought.

The same was true for Zhu Yunhuan's vegetable garden, even though he didn't know what was planted there.

But at the same time, he also heard the discussions, curses and complaints from all walks of life in the court and the country.

When he didn't know anything at that time, he was inexplicably angry for Zhu Yunhuan, not to mention that he had already done it himself and witnessed the result with his own eyes... Seeing everyone immersed in the joy of harvest, Qin Kui felt even more indignant and angry, and he couldn't help but vent his anger on the two people who had run into trouble.

This is a grain yield of several thousand kilograms per mu!

What can be done? — It can alleviate famine in the world!!

These were all found by Your Majesty, and planted and cultivated by Your Majesty personally... Your Majesty has put so much effort, but in return he has been slandered and abused. As a minister, Qin Kui... cannot stand it at all!

Hearing Qin Kui's sarcastic words.

Fu Youwen and Zhan Hui both couldn't help showing guilty expressions.

He could only purse his lips in silence and said, "Well... let's dig out this auspicious sign first..."