Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

But I have lived among the people for such a long time.

She already knew the true meaning of the sweet potato.

You know too well how great a contribution Emperor Kaiqian made!

That is why, even though she was unwilling to be Zhu Yunhuan's concubine, putting this aside, she still felt from the perspective of an observer that the little emperor was a good person, and that many of her previous evaluations and judgments of Zhu Yunhuan were really wrong.

But just when the shouting outside finally began to die down.

Zhu Yunhuan and Xu Miaojin both faintly heard someone sigh in disbelief, "From now on, we won't have to worry about being hungry anymore, we'll all have food to eat... Is this true? If you pinch me, I feel like I'm dreaming..."

"It's like a dream. I never dared to do this before."

"Really? Is this true?"

"..."

As the frenzied voices gradually died down, everyone finally calmed down a little, and someone started to speak these words cautiously without knowing where they came from.

It's not because of distrust of the court or wanting to cause trouble.

But in the final analysis, the per-acre yield of traditional grain crops is more than ten times, which is ultimately too subversive, and many people are afraid of starvation... If you care too much, you will easily worry about gains and losses, and you will be afraid that this huge expectation will be dashed.

And they have certainly understood the matter from beginning to end through the article.

But after all, I didn't experience it personally.

Of course, they hoped this was true more than anyone else. However, when the initial enthusiasm subsided, they tended to feel a sense of emptiness in their hearts - after thousands of years of troubles in countless dynasties, and countless people living and dying for a few grains of food, could the situation really be improved so easily?

Everyone naturally fell into this vicious circle of anxiety and fear, fearing that this was a beautiful bubble that would burst at the slightest touch.

"Tong Yun, what do you think?" Hearing more and more such uneasy and frightened voices outside, Xu Miaojin turned to look at Zhu Yunhuan and asked.

Zhao Feng, who was serving beside him, couldn't help but smile secretly.

I silently complained in my heart, "From the beginning of finding seedlings to expanding the planting and cultivation, your Majesty was in charge of everything... Tell me, your Majesty, do you think this is true or not?"

In response to Xu Miaojin's question, Zhu Yunhuan wore a calm smile and remained noncommittal. He simply asked, "What do you think?"

Xu Miaojin's face didn't show any doubt or uncertainty. Instead, she said with great certainty, "Of course it's not fake."

"This newspaper was run by the little emperor himself. Although the articles often contain some refreshing and interesting statements that I've never heard of before, and occasionally some exaggerations, if you peel away the surface fog and get to the heart of it..."

"It's actually not hard to find..."

"Newspaper articles are never made up out of thin air."

"Or rather... the court's main purpose in promoting this newspaper is, firstly, to spread the news the court wants to convey to every corner of the Ming Dynasty as quickly as possible, and secondly, to use events like today's sweet potato incident to rationally build momentum for the young emperor."

"How clever and insightful is the military advisor behind the young emperor? Would he fabricate such a big story and ruin this newspaper, which is so valuable?"

At first, Xu Miaojin might not have realized the true role and value of the so-called "Media Department" and "newspaper"... and even thought that it was just the little emperor Zhu Yunhuan playing around and having fun.

But he had already read so many issues of this newspaper, and every time he came out he would come to Zuiyue Tower to eat melons... After a long time, she also understood everything completely.

After saying this, Xu Miaojin sighed, "Mr. Zhuge's ingenious ideas are simply endless. Many of the things he's been laying out from the very beginning... take a long time to figure out his true intentions."

"By the time others truly realized his intentions, the network he had laid had already covered the entire sky and earth. He was truly a man of great talent."

Xu Miaojin praised with admiration on her face.

Zhu Yunhuan smiled faintly, and once again bent two fingers and tapped her forehead lightly: "Your little head is indeed very smart."

The little girl's speech really expressed his thoughts on running a newspaper.

But now the pattern has been formed.

It doesn’t matter whether others can see through it or not.

Xu Miaojin felt a slight pain on her forehead, frowning and saying angrily, "Ugh...you knocked again!"

After saying that, she pursed her lips in disbelief, curled her two fingers, stood on tiptoe and tapped Zhu Yunhuan's forehead lightly: "I've never played Gobang before and I admit defeat when you knocked me down. This time I didn't lose and you still knocked me down, you have to hit me back!"

However, her hands were white and tender, but they had no offensive power at all.

However, Zhao Feng next to him habitually showed a look of horror, but then when he saw that Zhu Yunhuan didn't care, he suppressed his emotions.

However, the voices of fear, anxiety, and disbelief outside were growing louder and louder.

People have a herd mentality.

When this emotion is stirred up, it is naturally easy to expand.

Zhao Feng immediately grew anxious and said, "Your Majesty, this is clearly true. It couldn't be more true. How could... how could anyone not believe it?! We can't just invite everyone to the Imperial Garden to eat and dig sweet potatoes, can we?"

"Why wouldn't you believe this? Why would you doubt this?"

Zhu Yunhuan still had a calm look on his face, but Zhao Feng was pacing back and forth anxiously like an ant on a hot pan.

At this moment, a loud voice came from outside: "Everyone! I am Zhan Hui, the Minister of Personnel and the Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate. I have tasted sweet potatoes myself and harvested them with Your Majesty yesterday!"