At first, the two of them thought that there was still room for negotiation.
For example, the sweet potatoes, potatoes, rice, wheat, and so on planted in the Great Zhou were actually high-yielding plants.
In truth, the Great Tang did not have a good solution to the problem of the upcoming autumn harvest.
However, he could take a gamble. That was to attack the Great Zhou in an all-out manner and snatch the food of the Great Zhou.
As long as the potatoes and other crops were as productive as the Empress claimed, the Great Tang would not only be able to destroy the Great Zhou, but it would also be able to obtain countless grains.
but
Fang Xuanling and Cheng Yaojin knew that they couldn't afford to gamble.
The Great Tang couldn't afford to gamble.
His Majesty couldn't afford to gamble.
After all, the highest yield of grain in the Great Tang was only around three hundred jin per mu.
And the yield of potatoes was 6000 jin per mu, twenty times that of the Great Tang's grain yield!
This terrifying disparity was like immortal food to them, completely unattainable.
After thinking about it carefully during this period of time, he felt that such a thing did not exist.
Some time ago, His Majesty had even said that this was Li Chengyuan's trick to stabilize the people's hearts.
They also accepted this explanation.
However, in the face of the curved plow, cement, white salt, and other things, Fang Xuanling and Wang Chong still had a glimmer of hope.
After all, these things were things that he did not even dare to think about in the past.
Especially cement. The craftsmen in the palace had been trying these few days, but they couldn't make it.
However, even if Li Chengyuan took it out, who could say for sure if Li Chengyuan had such high-yield grain in his hands?
Or perhaps, this was something that Li Jiancheng had found during his time as Crown Prince. He wanted to use it when he was promoted, but he had no choice but to entrust it to Li Chengyuan.
There were too many possibilities, and the two of them could not tell whether it was true or not. Naturally, they did not dare to take the risk.
This point.
In fact, Li Shi Min had also thought about it.
He even wanted to use this as an excuse to attack Li Chengyuan and save the Guanyin maid to solve the problem brought about by the drought.
However, he still held back because this excuse would definitely be opposed by countless people.
Those remonstrants might even use this to scold him.
Li Shi Min shook his head and looked at the officials,"Gentlemen! Let's discuss the autumn harvest!"
For a time, the hall fell into an endless clamor.
Great drought was a problem that every dynasty would face.
In this era where there was no fertilizer, no hybrid rice, and no modern farming.
Every drought was accompanied by countless problems.
The dead, the plague, and so on.
None of these problems was something the Great Tang wanted to face.
After all, there was still the Turkic army in the north!
The discussion lasted until noon, but they still did not come up with the best solution. All of them were conservative plans.
Li Shiming waved his hand and left the court, feeling upset.
As Li Yuan occupied the palace, Li Shimin had to walk back to the Eastern Palace. As soon as he entered the palace, he saw a screen.
On the screen was a painting that Zhangsun Wugou had sewn on every single needle and thread.
Seeing this, Li Shimin couldn't help but miss the Guanyin maid. Then, the nightmare from yesterday resurfaced. It was still the Guanyin maid kneeling in front of Li Chengyuan. The scene of him looking down.
Li Shi Min angrily kicked the table at the side.
Pa!
With a crisp sound, the luxurious porcelain on the table shattered onto the ground.
Li Shi Min looked at the fragment on the ground and felt extremely ironic.
Li Chengyuan's development in the Western Regions was flourishing.
But in the Great Tang, he was stuck in a quagmire, his hands and feet restricted in whatever he wanted to do.
"Motherf * cker!"
Li Shi Min cursed in rage.
He wished he could rush to the Great Zhou with a knife and kill Li Chengyuan, but he could not.
After a long time.
Li Shi Min let out a sigh of relief and slowly calmed down.
Gradually, Li Shiming's eyes became clear. He was not someone who could be controlled by anger.
He was exceptionally calm now.
Li Shiming knew that the Great Tang was suffering from a drought, and the Western Regions would not fare any better.
Li Chengyuan's attempt to unify the Western Regions at this time seemed very clever, because he had found a period of weakness for the Great Tang.
But it was actually very reckless.
The land of the Western Regions was not as fertile as that of the Great Tang. If there was a great drought, there would be no harvest, and they could only rely on cattle and sheep to survive.
At that time, the people's hearts would not have been stabilized. Without food, the chaos would reach a peak.
What would the commoners do without food?
Countless historical examples had written the answer, which was that they would rebel.
At that time, Li Chengyuan would definitely be in a terrible position. Perhaps the Great Zhou would even be overthrown.
Even if they were not overthrown, the Great Zhou would not be any better.
When winter came, the environment in the Western Regions would be at its worst, and the Turks would shrink back to fight the cold.
At that time, it would be the best time for the Great Tang to attack the Western Regions!
"Li Chengyuan! Wash your neck properly! Just wait for my revenge!"
Li Shi Min revealed a cruel smile.
As long as there were no mistakes, the Great Zhou would not be able to recover for long!
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