"Your son greets Imperial Father!"
Li Zhi arrived at a square in the Imperial Manor. At this moment, all the officials of the six ministries had gathered there.
Basically, all the officials in the court were here. Whether it was the six ministers, the various high dukes, or even those who were bedridden, they were all present.
From this, it could be seen that Li Shi Min didn't just inform him.
"Slave Zhi, during this period of time, the food you gave us is growing vigorously. Today was finally the day of harvest. Look! At a glance, one mu of grain was at least 500 catties?”
Li Shi Min held Li Zhi's hand excitedly, he had forgotten all manners, there was only excitement in his eyes.
As for the censors beside him, if they were like this normally, they would have already started impeaching him. But today, they were all extremely excited.
Zhenguan years, although the world was not really peaceful. However, looking at the Li Dynasty, the Zhenguan rule was also considered a true golden age.
As such, the officials in the court were somewhat unbearable. However, they were all truly capable. They clearly knew what kind of concept it was to produce more than 500 catties per mu!
"Imperial Father, the yield per mu is not only 500 catties!”
Li Zhi said confidently. At a glance, it was golden, which was why Li Shi Min only dared to say 500 catties at most. However, Li Zhi knew that it was definitely more than a thousand pounds.
Because this was the Imperial Manor, the most fertile land in the capital.
Finally, under the anxious wait of the officials, the grain was finally harvested. Moreover, they had already been beaten into white rice!
Hundreds of soldiers had to work together to be able to move so quickly. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to move so quickly.
"Hiss!"
When the rice was taken out, everyone gasped.
Perhaps it was to shock them, so the soldiers piled the rice together. Looking at the millet mountain that was as tall as a man, everyone's heart echoed with Li Zhi's words.
It was not just 500 catties!
"Hurry up! Quickly weigh it! I want to know how much food there is!”
Li Shi Min was so excited that his entire body was trembling. No one knew better than him how difficult the early Tang Dynasty was. It could be said that the entire country was poor!
During that time, even in the palace, there were only two dishes and one soup every day. Meat was not often eaten.
"Your Majesty, this old minister has personally come to weigh it!”
The Minister of Revenue said so. They were in charge of the country's land taxes and so on. The grain harvest naturally belonged to them.
That was why the Minister of Revenue was so excited.
It was already the late Zhenguan period. In order to pave the way for the next emperor, Li Shimin had already cleaned up most of the people in the court.
At the very least, most of those who remained were officials loyal to the Great Tang.
Looking at the Minister of Revenue who was still using bamboo sticks to calculate, Li Zhi's face was filled with helplessness. However, looking at Li Shiming and the Minister of Revenue's excited expressions, Li Zhi suspected that if he were to intervene, he might be scolded. Therefore, he could only wait at the side in boredom.
"Your Majesty, it's done, it's done!”
The Minister of Revenue suddenly laughed out loud.
"How is it?"
"Old man, tell me quickly! I'm so anxious!"
Cheng Yaojin roared. They were all born poor and knew how important the grain harvest was to the people.
At this time, Cheng Yaojin's words were disrespectful, and the censors could not be bothered because they were also anxious.
"Twelve days! There are a total of twelve dans!"
Once it was almost 100 jin, then 12 dan would be 1200 jin!
"Hahaha! Hahahaha!"
Li Shi Min threw his head back and laughed!
"Huff huff huff!"
However, because he was too excited, he suddenly panted and almost fell down while clutching his chest.
"Father!"
"Your Majesty!"
Everyone turned pale with fright. Li Shiming's body was getting worse by the day!
"I'm fine! I'm fine! Let go, I'm still alive!"
Li Shiming shook off the crowd and walked forward with trembling steps. Looking at the bags of food in front of him, Li Shiming slowly squatted down, not caring that the corner of his clothes had touched the muddy ground.
"That's great! This is great!"
Li Shi Min's eyes were filled with tears! Only after becoming the emperor did he realize how heavy the burden on his shoulders was. When the Tang Dynasty was founded, the world was in chaos because of the continuous wars!
To put it in a more terrifying way, the commoners had even reached the point of exchanging their children for food.
If only there was such a divine item back then, so many innocent people would not have died of famine!
"Slave Zhi, thank you. Father thanks you on behalf of the people of the world!”
Li Shi Min suddenly turned around and said to Li Zhi.
Li Zhi squatted down and shook his head at Li Shimin.
"Imperial Father, your son is the Crown Prince of the Great Tang. How can the people of the world not be your son's people?”
Li Shi Min nodded his head in satisfaction. The way he looked at Li Zhi became more and more satisfied. He even had the thought of abdicating early and living a peaceful life.
Unfortunately, Li Zhi's sudden request made him give up on this idea.
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