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

"It won't happen again! You can eat it later!"

"..."

They went crazy. After coming to their senses, they realized that not only those who settled the accounts went crazy, but also the dukes, marquises, military heroes, heads of the six ministries, and important officials of the court who were able to call the wind and rain in the outside world... all went crazy in an instant!

The Ming Dynasty lasted no more than twenty-six years.

Most of the people here have experienced the period at the end of the Yuan Dynasty when people had no food to eat and were starving everywhere. Like Zhu Yuanzhang, most of them are eyewitnesses!

The tragic experience of the Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang's life seems to be particularly sad, but in a broader sense, it is actually just a microcosm and not special... There were starving people everywhere, people were living in dire straits, people had to eat their own children, and there were disasters and wars for years... That was an entire era, that dark and turbulent era. It is not about any individual, but about all the people who have gone through that time!

Now look at the piles of sweet potatoes in the vegetable garden.

They had already eaten and tried the grain themselves: the yield per mu was more than 3,000 kilograms, and it tasted delicious and filled the stomach.

At the same time, that unbelievable number kept echoing in his mind. How could the civil and military officials summoned here remain calm?

Many people, perhaps thinking of those distant past events, had red eyes, tears streaming down their cheeks, and some were both laughing and crying...

Then he seemed to remember something.

One by one, they knelt down in front of Zhu Yunhuan:

"Long live the Ming Dynasty! Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty! Long, long live His Majesty! Your Majesty is so wise! If the late Emperor knew... he would surely be smiling in his grave!"

"Your Majesty has created a great achievement for China that will last for eternity!"

"Long live your Majesty!"

"..."

The roar of cheers began with a few people coming back to their senses from their excessive excitement and starting to shout sporadically.

Then soon it was like a stream converging into the sea.

Everyone began to shout in unison. The resounding "Long live the emperor" chants were filled with bitterness, sorrow, excitement, joy... and a lot of respect. They were deafening throughout the entire Imperial Garden.

The only two people here who can remain sane.

The only ones who had fully anticipated this were Zhu Yunhuan and Ma Sanbao.

Among this group of people.

Zhu Yunhuan and Ma Sanbao, the master and servant, seemed somewhat out of tune with each other. Zhu Yunhuan, with one hand behind his back, stared at the sweet potatoes around him with a slightly fixed gaze. In his mind, he calmly calculated and murmured, "3,471.4 jin... This yield per mu is 200 to 300 jin more than the first crop. This vegetable garden in the Imperial Garden has always been meticulously cared for by Old Zhu, and the conditions are excellent. This result is not surprising."

"The only things left... are to announce this to the world, and to find a larger area to continue breeding and expanding the cultivation."

"Sanbao, you've grown this second crop of sweet potatoes very well. Excellent! I've already had Wang Yingxin set up a separate agricultural department to handle this matter. However, the characteristics of sweet potatoes and our planting experience still need to be shared between you and Wang Yingxin."

In Zhu Yunhuan's eyes.

Now there is only one variety, sweet potato, and a sweet potato is just one of his many plans. He is certainly very happy, but after confirming the result, he should focus on the next step.

Ma Sanbao's face was still filled with excitement, and he immediately responded, "Yes! Your Majesty, I understand what to do."

Although Zhu Yunhuan's voice was not loud.

But his mumbling was eventually heard by several ministers who were closest to him, and they couldn't help but show strange expressions on their faces.

He couldn't help but mutter inwardly, "Old... Old Zhu? Your Majesty, what are you mumbling about... could it be Emperor Taizu? Isn't this... isn't this a bit unorthodox and unfilial? How can a grandson call his grandfather that?"

But the constant shouts of "Long live" echoed in my ears, and everywhere I looked were piles of sweet potatoes, big and small...

Everyone who heard these two words.

They immediately ignored this treasonous name.

I thought to myself, "Your Majesty has discovered such an auspicious sign and cultivated it to its current size. With such achievements, what can't be overshadowed?"

"Besides, if Emperor Taizu knew about this, let alone calling him 'Old Zhu', he would probably even laugh if I shit on his head."

Then he pretended not to hear anything and integrated into the team again.

After the cheers continued for a long time, some people in the crowd finally remembered their duties.

The historian in charge of recording history quickly took out the pen and paper he had prepared long ago and began to write down with trembling hands. Even his handwriting was not neat due to his excitement:

On February 27th of the first year of the Kaiqian reign, all the dukes, marquises, military heroes, and important officials in the court were summoned to the palace by an imperial decree to meet the emperor in the imperial garden.

At first, none of the ministers knew why they had been summoned. When they arrived at the Imperial Garden, the Emperor sat before the oven, and no one knew what he was doing. Unexpectedly, he suddenly produced something that looked like coal and invited the ministers to eat it.

At that time, the court officials were strongly admonishing Emperor Kaiqian for something, and they were all terrified and uneasy. They all thought it was poisonous and dared not eat it.

[It was not until Yuan Tai, the Right Censor-in-Chief of the Metropolitan Censorate, tried it that he realized it was edible and tasted sweet.]

[As mentioned above, this is a treasure, and the yield per mu is several thousand kilograms.]

The court officials were greatly alarmed and dared not to proceed, so the emperor ordered them to dig for the object.

【…】

The historian suppressed his excitement and recorded everything he saw and heard truthfully...