Song Beiyun

After the weighing, the servant's expression became extremely exciting after such a calculation. He quickly put down the scale and walked up to Zhao Xing, clasping his fists together: "Report to the official family, the yield of corn per mu is 530 and [-] catties."

Seeing the unbelievable expressions on the faces of the officials and officials, Zhao Xing was lucky because he didn't have a tail, otherwise his tail would have been thrown flying.

"continue!"

Next is potatoes. After the impact of corn just now, the servant has not been too surprised by potatoes. Surprised, some people even went to see if it was a fake.

Until the waiter came to the sweet potato, this thing was even scarier than potatoes and corn, because at the same collection point, there were more piles of this thing than potatoes and corn.

It is impossible for a person to imagine something that he has not seen. Even the Secretary of Farming, who has been dealing with farming for half his life, has never seen such a terrifying scene. There are nearly ten fist-sized fruits under a vine. This is an exaggeration. The scene made his hands tremble during the weighing.

"Vald donkey, why are these things scarier than potatoes and corn?" Zhao Xing turned his head and asked in a low voice, "If these things are the staple food, there will be no famine at all."

"It's a natural seed... I'm amazed at the magic of creation. But it seems that this thing is not as delicate as corn and potatoes, and it is the staple food... It's okay if there is a famine, but it will burn your heart if you eat too much."

"oh, I see."

Zhao Xing nodded, he really hadn't eaten it, but he will try it later.

"Report...report...report to the official's family." The servant's voice began to tremble at this moment, and he was already unable to speak clearly.

"Say the number!"

"The yield of sweet potatoes per mu is 770 jin!"

With a bang, the scene immediately exploded, and even Zhao Xing couldn't suppress the discussion of others.

More than 4000 catties of grain per mu!What concept?

At this time, the monk stepped forward again: "If we can properly breed and strengthen field management, the yield per mu can reach [-] to [-] catties."

Every word of this sentence hit everyone's heart. Just four thousand per mu yielded one mu worth ten mu. If it was ten thousand catties... wouldn't one mu equal twenty mu?

The average grain output of a person exceeds twenty times?Why not?Larger livestock can be fed more, and chickens, ducks and fish can also be on a larger scale, so there is no need to worry about natural disasters or famine.

This is food!Food means abundance!There is such a fetish in the world, there are not many babas, everyone here can be written into the history, the world is prosperous, and the ancients are new!

What kind of prosperous Tang Dynasty and what kind of strong man are bullshit!From today onwards, this Great Song Dynasty is the only prosperous age since ancient times.

Zhao Xing put his hips on his hips, looked at the food in front of him, pursed his lips but couldn't say anything.

At this time, among the officials, whoever knelt down first, and then everyone kowtowed and shouted: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, enlighten the prosperity of the world, and bring peace to China!"

There were waves of sound one after another, Zhao Xing stood in the cool wind of late autumn, feeling the blood spurting all over his body.

"Damn it." Zhao Xing cursed at the shining world, and after taking a few deep breaths, he flicked his sleeves: "Open the amnesty, the whole world celebrates. I pray that China will last forever."

The next thing is that everyone eats and drinks. There are many things in the farm, but this time they mainly eat these new crops. After several rounds of eating, people generally affirm potatoes, because they are rotten and sweet. It can be stewed or roasted as a staple food or a side dish.

Especially a hot and sour potato shreds made with vinegar and the spice named wolf pepper, which is both delicious and full.

The most unpalatable thing is the sweet potato, because no matter how it is cooked, there will be a lot of stir-frying in it, and the taste is powdery and dry. When you swallow it, you will beat your chest and stare.

But if you want to talk about being full, you are actually very full, that is, people are not very comfortable after eating, but if it is used to feed livestock or as a reserve in a famine year, it is an excellent thing, even if it is a famine year. It only takes three or two months to alleviate the disaster.

And then there is the preparation for the celebration. Amnesty is a very rare event in the world, and it is generally not an amnesty unless it is absolutely necessary. This time, the amnesty is not only an amnesty, but also a grand event in the whole Song Dynasty. Celebration, to celebrate Da Song getting the treasure of saving the world and saving the people.

Along with the celebration, Zhao Xing needs to personally promote this thing, and this work will last about a month.

However, the celebration has not yet officially kicked off, and the folks have already spread it. Gossip has spread all over the sky.

This is not a bad news. Combined with the upcoming millennium celebration, even the lowest-level traffickers and pawns know the news, and the limelight of this matter even overwhelms all other news.

Food, after all, there is no need to worry about food anymore, and there is no need to worry about the year of famine anymore.

This is a mountain that has weighed down on the Chinese nation for thousands of years. When it was overthrown, everyone rejoiced, even the most cynical people could not help being happy at this moment.

Just as the celebration entered the countdown stage, the news was published on the imperial list at the head of the city and on the headlines of all newspapers.

It is very detailed and specific, that is, Da Song finally has a grain yield of [-] catties per mu and more than [-] catties, and it will be widely planted within the next five years, and it will be declared that there will be no more famine in the land of China.

Even though the celebration hadn't started that night, the fireworks all over the city were in full bloom, and the people's heartfelt joy turned the entire Jinling City into a sea of ​​noise.

Standing on the palace wall, Zhao Xing quietly watched the fireworks rising from the city, but his face was extremely calm.

Many people thought that with Zhao Xing's personality, the officials should not be drunk at the banquet, but no one thought that Zhao Xing was just standing there alone, quietly, without making any sound.

"Officials, it's cold, pay attention to your body."

The servant next to him called out, and Zhao Xing shook his head: "I was thinking about one thing, why did Song Beiyun know about the existence of these things as early as ten years ago? Good wishes, but when that thing is placed in front of me, it is exactly the same as what he said."

"The humble minister doesn't understand what the officials mean."

"Hehe, it's nothing." Zhao Xing shook his head: "He is probably not a mortal, he is a star sent down from the sky to save the country and save lives. He once said that whenever the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, life and death, there will be heroes. Come out, save the world from fire and water, and rule the people from suffering."

Speaking of this, Zhao Xing shook his head: "Forget it, don't think about it, the things in the world are too difficult to bear, and if you think too much, people will go crazy."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said, "Write a letter to Song Beiyun and ask him to come back sometime and assist me in hosting the ceremony."

"Yes……"

One month later, the day before the grand ceremony, Song Beiyun really stood beside Zhao Xing with a tired face.

He was yawning and haggard, as if he had been sucked by a female ghost.

"You look so dead, did you take a concubine in Liao Kingdom?"

"Thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger...Your brother Yelu is like a wolf and a tiger." Song Beiyun rubbed his eyes: "Two days before I set off, I was still arguing with me, saying why Song has those treasures but Liao doesn't. I said It will happen, it will happen, she doesn't believe it, she insists on saying that I lied to her, and even says that I will come and question you face to face."

"Tell her not to come..."

"Pregnant women are like this." Song Beiyun yawned again: "Tomorrow's ceremony, what am I going to do?"

"Come with me to Jinling Square to give a speech. You rest early today, and give me a little more energy tomorrow."

Song Beiyun raised his hand and waved: "Let Dongfeng prepare the manuscript for me, my mind is in a mess right now."

"It's the south wind and the south wind."

"Oh, Nanfeng." Song Beiyun waved his hand: "It doesn't matter how much it is, I have to go to sleep quickly."

"Just sleep in the palace. Anyway, there are many houses, and you are familiar with them. Don't you still live in the palace for a few months?"

"Then your mother is the one I want to live in?" Song Beiyun said cursingly, "I didn't live here for a few months, I almost died in it."

Looking at Song Beiyun's state, Zhao Xing laughed loudly: "By the way, I asked you something, and you answered me honestly."

"Do you want to ask me why I knew these things ten years in advance?"

"You know again?"

"Hey, didn't I explain it to you." Song Beiyun waved his hands impatiently and said, "I was nine years old, and an old man with a white beard told me to dream at night."

"You fucking fart, a few years ago you said you saved an old man at the entrance of the village, but these years it has become a dream again? Are you fooling your father?"

Song Beiyun blinked quickly a few times: "Is that how I said it?"

"Ah."

"Oh, when I was nine years old, I saved an old man at the entrance of the village. He told me."

"Get lost!" Zhao Xing scolded, "It's not smart to bully me, is it?"

"How do you want me to explain this matter? To tell the truth, you say I am crazy, and to tell lies, you say I am fooling you."

"Then you will die if you tell the truth?"

"Oh, I'm from 1000 years later."

"Get lost! You really know how to talk nonsense."

Song Beiyun spread his hands: "You won't believe anything I say, so it can only be because my teacher has inherited it. Back then, Xu Fu... yes, yes, Xu Fu, you know. Xu Fu has actually been to the New World, but he I didn’t come back, but I recorded the matter of this seed in a book, and it became a classic book of the master.”

"Well, this should be the truth, it's reasonable."

"There's something really wrong with you..."

After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he went to sleep in the side hall he was familiar with, while Zhao Xing shouted at the door: "Do you want to drink sweet potato porridge?"

"I don't want it! I want to sleep, so don't bother me."

Zhao Xing was silent for a moment: "What will happen in 1000 years?"

"I want to sleep!!!"

"Then get up and tell me."

Zhao Xing walked away with his hands in his hands, while Song Beiyun fell asleep with his head sullen.

He wandered back to the upper study room and saw Yan Shu drinking sweet potato porridge, so he sat on the dragon chair and chattered: "That guy Song Beiyun is dishonest, ask him how he knows, he will say that he is a fairy guiding the way, and he is from After 1000 years, if you say something about Xu Fu's classics, which one do you think is true?"

"It's not true." Yan Shu said without thinking, "I think it's probably just a guess."

"Guess? Can you guess so accurately? Oh, you know the New World, you know sweet potatoes, you know corn, and you even know where and how these things are grown. Guess and I'll see."

"Has the official heard of his parents?"

Zhao Xing was taken aback, as if he had never heard of it, no matter how orphaned he is, there would be a reason for it, but Song Beiyun seemed to be born with him, with his status and ability, Qiaoyun's oblivious Both parents could find him. He was seven, eight or nine years old when Aunt Hong found him. How could he not even look for him?

"Born by nature, immortals come down to earth." Yan Shu took a few sips of porridge and pursed his lips: "There is a legend in Japan that a man married a woman, and the woman told him, 'You can do anything, don't ask about my mother Later, the man was curious, so he peeked at his mother-in-law changing clothes, and saw his mother-in-law take off a crane feather coat from her body, and then his mother-in-law found out, and turned into a crane and flew away."

"You mean to tell me not to inquire about it."

"What's the point of inquiring about it?" Yan Shu said with a smile, "Could it be that the officials want to make him a spy or do they want to do something?"

"That's the reason...then don't inquire about it." Zhao Xing raised his legs: "Is the sweet potato porridge delicious?"

"Add more sugar, or it won't taste good..." Yan Shu raised his head and said, "By the way, the officials from the Liao Kingdom came to protest why we didn't give them seeds."

"Go and reply, and say that it has not been promoted yet and is being bred, and when the good breed is bred, there will be a share in the Liao Kingdom."

Chapter 888: Sunny May 11, Ten Years

Just how grand this celebration is, you can know just by listening to the data.

First of all, it linked Nanjing, Jinjing, and Beijing at one time.After the road was removed and the province was merged, there were a total of 36 provinces, including the affiliated provinces of Xixia and Dali, the 29 provinces of Liao, the tribes of the southern grasslands, the three countries of Japan, Korea, the seven islands of Luzon, and [-] of the [-] countries in the Western Regions. country.

From south to north, from east to west, it traverses the entire East Asia, Southeast Asia, and a part of Central Asia.

The number of direct participants is roughly estimated to be nearly 4000 million, and hundreds of millions of grains, fruits, vegetables, fresh food, meat and eggs have been mobilized.

Such a large-scale celebration consumes unprecedented manpower and material resources, but no one seems to care.

Because Song Guo released a message, that is, as long as the participating regions can get some seeds to go back for trial planting.

This is food, and food is the most important thing for survival in any civilization system. It can be said that having food is equivalent to having a future.

Just because of this little thing, Tubo's eyes are red, but their place really can't grow...

At the beginning of the ceremony, the first beacon fire on the Great Wall was lit, and then from east to west, city after city was gradually shrouded in beacon fire. From Lianyungang to Chengdu, they crossed the Qiongzhou Strait and Yinshan Mountain.

As long as there are princes and generals with names and surnames in the world, they all wear costumes to announce the start of the celebration, and each region begins to celebrate this unprecedented grand ceremony with their unique cultural models.

Fo Baonu was not happy at first, because she was quite tired during this time, but after getting a positive answer from Song Guo, she still reluctantly agreed.

"How long will it take them to breed?"

During the sacrifice, Fo Baonu curiously asked the envoy who came back from the Song Dynasty, and the envoy whispered: "Your Majesty, I asked Lord Song Hou privately, and Lord Hou said that it would be three years or five years later. A batch of improved varieties can be widely planted."

"He didn't lie to you, did he?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, we have signed an agreement with the Ministry of Household Affairs of the Song Dynasty and the Tuntian Division. Your Majesty can rest assured about this seed."

"Hmm..." Fo Baonu said with some dissatisfaction as he listened to the chanting of the sacrificial rites to the heavens: "If you want to talk about this kind of treasure, you can just give it to the Liao Kingdom. Why do you even give it to those small countries?"

"This is Song Houye's idea... I don't know I don't dare to ask."

That's true, Song Beiyun's ideas have always been unconstrained, and a small messenger really dare not ask him casually. After all, Song Beiyun is a Marquis of Lin'an here, but in the Song Dynasty, he is a minister of the three princes, and his status is frighteningly high.

At the same time, Zhao Xing was also asking the same question, but Song Beiyun just smiled, and when he was about to explain, it was his turn to speak.

As for the festival, there is no need to make it so complicated. The manuscript was written by Nanfeng, but it was very impassioned, but it didn't have any substantive content.

When Song Beiyun came back, he sat next to Zhao Xing and whispered in his ear: "Although I am a narrow-minded person, this thing really belongs to all mankind. We can keep breeding to increase production, but If you lock these things to your side, you will be punished by God."

"Do you believe in this stuff?"

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter, you have to respect. The word "National Fortune" is not just talk, and the famine is not only the famine in the Song Dynasty, the whole world is famine. If you eat too much fat, people will treat you like a pig. Look around the world , Now, none of the countries that can survive is fuel-efficient. Blackmail by force, people admit to being cowardly for a while, but once they turn against the wind, it will be the end of the day."

Zhao Xing nodded clearly, and then looked at the distribution list: "Hey...you value the land of Bashu so much? In fact, they are no different from self-government. Your key construction... I'm not afraid that the land of Bashu will be overwhelmed by time." Soldiers are self-respecting?"

"Sichuan people have never betrayed the country." Song Beiyun put his hands gently on his knees: "Since records have been recorded, there has been no record of rebellion and surrender in the land of Bashu. The last place to keep the tinder. You worry about this too much."

Zhao Xing's current queen is actually a serious Sichuan girl, and his father is the current King of Sichuan and Shaanxi, but now because Chang'an has suffered from Song Beiyun, so now he can only be said to be the King of Sichuan, sitting on the Sichuan Basin, linking the past and the future.It is not only the bridgehead to contain Tubo, but also the relationship link connecting Hubei, Henan, Anhui, Hunan and Jiangxi.

The old man Song Beiyun had only met twice, but the two left a deep impression on him. He was indeed a courtier of the Song Dynasty, but in fact he was the Emperor of the Earth in that place, and he was the Emperor of the Earth allowed by the royal family.