The video takes us to ancient times; Li Er transforms into the Tongtian Emperor of Shu Han.

"Two thousand catties per mu? Is this it?"

Zhu Di was stunned when he saw the large bag of potatoes that had suddenly appeared in front of him.

Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi even sat down on the ground.

"My goodness! Two thousand catties per mu! As long as we plant this miraculous seed, in less than two years, our Great Ming will never lack food again!"

"Father, whatever you decide to do to conquer the north, I will not stop you!"

If this thing can really replace grain, then let alone conquering the north, you can conquer anywhere you want.

With sufficient food supplies, the imperial court can allocate a large amount of military funds.

Even after withdrawing these military funds, there would still be a considerable amount remaining in the national treasury!

Two thousand catties!

This number alone made Zhu Gaochi feel uneasy.

Although potatoes yield a high percentage per acre, they shouldn't be the only food for growth. They need to be paired with other more nutritious foods for healthy development.

Healthy growth?

Upon seeing the immortal's last words, almost everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It seems that life in the celestial realm is too comfortable, making the immortals completely unaware of life in the mortal world.

Let alone healthy growth, the best of times for most dynasties was when the people could have enough to eat every day.

Even during the prosperous reign of Emperor Taizong (Li Er) and the golden age of Emperor Heng (Liu Heng), which was praised by many, they dared not say that all the people could have enough to eat.

They probably wouldn't even dare to say something like "enough to feed the vast majority of people"!

"You jest, immortal. There are very few people in this world who can truly fill their stomachs every day, let alone get any nutrition."

Li Er couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"That's right. Let alone ordinary people, many of the officials under our jurisdiction are not even able to get enough to eat."

Old Zhu wholeheartedly agreed.

His words left many people bewildered.

Even officials can't get enough to eat?

Is there really anyone willing to work for you?

You're a living, breathing exploiter!

Landlords and rich people exploit the common people, and you want to exploit the officials?

Zhao Kuangyin said he had nothing to say.

He couldn't even imagine how stifling it would be to be an official in Zhu Yuanzhang's Ming Dynasty!

Embezzlement is one thing, but this should be severely punished.

But if you don't embezzle, you won't even have enough to eat?

If you don't glutton, you won't have enough to eat; if you do, your whole family will be lifted up. You're not leaving any way out for those officials at all!

"Fourth brother, you must make good use of this divine object. If you use it well, it might really allow the Ming Dynasty to last for a thousand years!"

Old Zhu didn't care about what others were saying.

If they cared about gossip, they wouldn't be so unscrupulous in their harsh treatment of officials.

He knew perfectly well that if he continued to do this, his reputation as recorded by historians after his death would certainly not be good.

He doesn't care about any of that!

What he cared about was that the miserable state he experienced as a child would never happen in his Ming Dynasty!

"I can't guarantee that it will last for a thousand years, but I can guarantee that with these extra decades of lifespan and the addition of such a divine object, those tribes outside the pass can finally wash their necks clean."

Zhu Di said with a smile.

Meanwhile, during the Yongle era, the Tatars, Oirats, and other tribes, upon seeing the rewards bestowed upon Zhu Di by the immortals and hearing his words, had already begun to hurl insults.

Although their words couldn't appear on the sky, they were very vulgar.

The original five expeditions to the northern desert had already utterly decimated them, leaving them only able to flee at the mere sight of the enemy.

These agonizing days are likely to continue for decades to come...

No, it's even more agonizing!

Because the Ming army no longer lacked food and supplies!

This is fucking ridiculous!

The leaders of the various Tatar tribes and the Oirat are now considering whether or not to surrender.

At least with the surrender of the Ming Dynasty and the availability of a wonderful food like potatoes, they no longer had to go hungry.

It's much better than dying under the iron hooves and cannons of the Ming army!

After weighing the pros and cons for just a few days, surrender letters were sent to Shuntian like snowflakes.

The Ming army was already invincible, and now with the blessing of the divine object, this was their only option if they didn't want to die!

Zhu Di was just mobilizing his troops and preparing for his next northern expedition when a series of surrender letters arrived before him.

Along with the tributes from various tribes, they were also presented to him.

There were cattle and sheep, warhorses, and some even sent their own tribal princes as hostages.

As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face, especially when that smiling face has already knelt down.

Zhu Di felt like he had slapped cotton, feeling uncomfortable and annoyed.

This same scene also appeared on the sky.

Zhao Kuangyin's eyes turned red with envy.

"If my Great Song Dynasty also possessed such a divine object..."

"If your Song Dynasty had such a divine object, it would either have been stolen by the Liao or the Jin people, and it would have been destroyed even sooner."

Old Zhu was not polite at all.

This Zhao Heizi really has no self-awareness.

Why can't the fourth brother see why all races submit to him just by obtaining the divine potato?

It was precisely because Zhu Di had terrified those tribes early on that this divine object became the last straw that broke the camel's back!

What does the Zhao Song dynasty have?

Aside from you, Zhao Kuangyin, who else are there?

Following the normal course of history, the next emperor would have been Zhao Guangyi, the war god of donkey carts. After that, there were almost no emperors with bones in their bodies.

Even if you were given this divine object, you would only be benefiting the Liao and Jin people!

Zhao Kuangyin: "..."

I'm so angry!

"That's not quite right. Everyone would be envious of this miraculous product that yields 2,000 catties per mu. Whoever gets it should be able to make a name for themselves."

Even though Li Er had already achieved the feat of having all nations pay tribute to him, it still didn't stop him from envying Zhu Di.

Who wouldn't want such a divine object?

"It's alright, my ranking will definitely be even higher, and I believe the immortals will reward me with divine gifts then!"

Liu Bang swallowed hard.

I am not envious at all, not even a little bit!

"I just don't know if this review will be challenging."

"To quell the rebellion in Fengtian was actually quite difficult."

Ying Zheng looked at the sky with some anticipation.

In the previous challenge of the list of tyrannical rulers, although he won once, he brought too many troops in order to get rid of those troublesome things as soon as possible, so the reward was reduced to one-tenth.

A few years of lifespan were far from enough to satisfy him.

"I reckon it's unlikely. Ultimately, the reason why Fengtian Jingnan will fail is not so much due to Zhu Di's ability, but rather Zhu Yunwen's own self-destructive behavior and Li Jinglong's incompetence."

Li Er shook his head helplessly.

Although he hoped to receive more rewards from the immortals, logically speaking, the immortals would not arrange such a simple challenge.

He did not deny Zhu Di's abilities, but the difficulty of the Fengtian Campaign was not as great as people imagined.

If Zhu Yunwen had been any more human, let alone Zhu Di, even if Li Er wanted to follow the will of Heaven and quell the rebellion, it would have been as difficult as ascending to heaven!

[Ninth on the list of wise rulers: Zhu Di, no challenge, rewards accumulated.]

[Top Ten Wise Rulers in History]

Eighth: The fifth emperor of the Han Dynasty.