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

He swallowed nervously, his eyes fixed on the stack of information in Zhu Yuanzhang's hand, his heart in his throat.

The sound of flipping papers could be heard in the empty kitchen.

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly found what he wanted to see. His pupils shrank slightly, his face froze in shock, and then he immediately burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! Hahahahahaha! Good! Good! Great! Hahahaha!"

The exact per-acre yield for the second crop had already been calculated.

It was 3,471.4 jin! This number once again exceeded Zhu Yuanzhang's original psychological expectations.

Because the data he estimated a few months ago... was 2,671 kilograms!

Even this fixed color data is a number that I wouldn't even dare to dream of!

And real data.

It's actually 800 kilograms more than this! !

The output of ordinary grain, even in a good year... is only a fraction of it!

Zhu Yuanzhang was so happy that he went crazy: "Hahahahahaha... cough cough! Cough cough cough!..." He even started coughing because of laughing. He didn't know whether it was because he was coughing too hard or because he was too happy, but his eyes were filled with tears.

Hearing this old but loud ecstatic laugh in the kitchen.

Zhu Di's lower eyelids trembled slightly, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally died at this laughter - with his own father's condition, how low could the yield per mu be?

Zhu Di clenched his hands, which were already drenched in sweat.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay calm, then quickly went forward to support Zhu Yuanzhang, patted his back and said, "Dad! Are you okay? Let me help you sit outside and rest." After that, he gave Lu Wei a look.

The two of them helped Zhu Yuanzhang sit down on a chair outside.

Zhu Yuanzhang had recovered somewhat by this time. He drank some water to calm himself down, took a deep breath with a look of emotion on his face, and waved his hand, saying, "It's okay! I'm still waiting to plant sweet potatoes in my old age!"

Zhu Di also took the opportunity to ask, "How many hundred kilograms does this yield per mu?"

"Dad, you're so excited?"

Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. Although Zhu Di was still very reluctant to hear this news that was bound to make him uncomfortable, he had to face it, so it was better to know it earlier.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't keep the secret either.

He first asked with a smile, "How many hundred kilograms? Haha!" Then he directly reported a number: "3,471 kilograms and 4 ounces! There will be no more famine in our Ming Dynasty! Hahahahahaha!"

Every word, every character, and every expression of Zhu Yuanzhang was filled with joy.

There is even more hope in those cloudy eyes.

When Zhu Di heard this number, his pupils suddenly shrank and he took a breath.

His eyes widened as he stared at Zhu Yuanzhang, asking in disbelief, "Three...three thousand...three thousand four hundred and seventy-one catties and four ounces!!? How...how is this possible? Did I hear it wrong, or did you...say it wrong?"

He racked his brains but couldn't imagine the result to be such a large number.

This is just like talking nonsense!

How could something so outrageous be possible?? You must be kidding!

"Old Four, I wasn't wrong, and you... weren't wrong either!"

"The yield per mu is a solid 3,000 kilograms!!!" Zhu Yuanzhang excitedly slapped the armrest of his chair and said in a very firm tone.

After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang took out a newspaper from the intelligence.

Passing it to Zhu Di, he said, "Just like at the end of last year, the court has specially published an extra issue of the journal to explain the whole story."

"It's just that our operatives in Yingtian Prefecture made a mistake and misreported the information. The court newspaper... can't possibly make such a mistake, right?" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile. He knew that this matter was indeed too outrageous at first, so he explained it patiently.

After getting this answer after repeated confirmation, Zhu Di's face turned pale.

He took the newspaper from Zhu Yuanzhang with a grim expression and immediately flipped through the pages, frantically reading... and when he saw the same number in the newspaper, especially the detailed account of how many civil and military officials had jointly tried to roast sweet potatoes, then dug them together, weighed them, and calculated the yield per mu...

The last bit of hope in Zhu Di's heart was shattered.

It was in Zhu Yuanzhang’s intelligence, and even in the newspapers published by the court...it even included all the civil and military officials. How could this matter be false?

Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan were both smart people. Naturally, like Xu Miaojin, they had long seen through the essence and core of the newspaper that was now popular throughout the Ming Dynasty.

I also know that the court would not fabricate such things and ruin a good tool like newspapers.

So there is only one answer.

"Your Majesty... he really did find this auspicious crop, the sweet potato... the yield per mu... actually reached over 3,000 kilograms! Over 3,000 kilograms..."

Zhu Di suddenly felt his whole body go weak, muttering in a daze, and had to admit this "fact" that there was basically no possibility of any accidents.

"So, your Majesty's previous claims of 'treason,' 'unfilial piety,' 'losing one's ambition through pleasure'... were all just a cover-up for this matter!"

Originally, Zhu Di only wanted to increase the yield per mu by 100 or 200 kilograms, or at most double it, which would be incredible, right? But...

The yield per mu is ten times that of ordinary grain.

Once this thing becomes popular...what will famine be?

Such achievements.

Enough for canonization!

"Zhu Yunhuan...your military advisor is truly resourceful, calculating, and cautious! You managed to conceal such a major event for over six months!"

"Once this product is released, coupled with the inexpensive anthracite coal we had last winter... the hearts of the people will be completely with Zhu Yunhuan!"

Zhu Di's heart seemed to sink into the abyss, and he thought in despair.

Even ants try to survive, and people all over the world want to live. A foot of cloth, a pot of charcoal fire, a bite of food... everything is a matter of life and death for people all over the world.

"From now on, if I want to start a rebellion... it will be much more difficult than before! Even my father..."

Thinking of this, Zhu Di seemed to suddenly think of something.

Looking up at Zhu Yuanzhang, who was smiling and flipping through the intelligence in his hand, his heart sank even deeper:

"Also... on Father's side... Father is certainly very dissatisfied and angry about many of the things that Zhu Yunhuan has done, but he still hasn't made up his mind."

"Now that I know this, I'm afraid Father..."

"No! Father wasn't just affected by this today; he's known about this thing for a long time! Otherwise, how could he recognize it at first sight without even reading the intelligence?!"

Zhu Di was in a state of confusion as he sorted out his thoughts.

But the more I think about it.

The more I felt, the colder my whole body became.

He also suddenly understood some of the seemingly plausible words and actions that Zhu Yuanzhang had said and done in front of him.

In a hurry to cultivate the fields, he turned the fields over and left them alone.

He is waiting to plant sweet potatoes!

He was always muttering things like "it will be here soon", "I can't wait long", etc., intentionally or unintentionally.

I thought it meant that the time for an uprising was approaching.

When I have nothing to do, I count the days on my fingers... It must be the day when the sweet potatoes are ripe!

……

And that unsettled decision...

"Huh! So, he hadn't planned this from the beginning! His beloved eldest grandson has even created such an auspicious sign... Given how partial Father is, what good is it if he's a little willful and out of line in other matters?"

"No wonder I always feel that my father isn't as decisive as he used to be. He can't even make up his mind... Ha!"

"..."

At this moment, all those scenes that seemed a little unreasonable, but he could not figure out what was unreasonable, emerged in Zhu Di's mind like a kaleidoscope.