I, the second prince of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Biao always instigated me to rebel.
9 My Great Ming should establish the foundation of all things!

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The next morning, when Zhu Chen walked out of the Hall of Heaven's Tribute with a smile, the corners of his mouth looked as though it was smeared with honey.

She was just worrying about how to trick her brother, and now the opportunity came!

No one knew what the father and son had discussed last night. They only knew that there were all kinds of hearty voices in the Hall of Heaven's Tribute.

After walking out of the Heaven Tribute Hall.

Zhu Chen smiled indifferently and thought in his heart,"Big brother, you're only holding the imperial examinations. Your contribution to the Imperial Court isn't enough!”

"Little brother, I have to give you another great contribution! It was a great contribution to saving the people and saving the fire and water!”

Then, he headed straight for the outskirts of Yingtian Prefecture!

At this moment.

There was another person who was busy working!

"This stone is no good!"

"This wood must be made of golden thread nanmu! Get the Sichuan Chengxuan Administrative Commissioner Division to quickly transport the best and largest ones!”

"Here! This was the Enkelong Path, how could there be a crack in it?! This was the path that all the students in the world had to take in the future. They had to be the best!”

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From the smallest stone to the largest pillar of the palace, there was not a single place that Zhu Biao was not supervising.

Looking at the bustling construction site, Zhu Biao picked up a water bottle and started drinking.

Tired!

He was really tired!

He was so tired that he almost vomited blood!

But thinking about it, in the future, countless poor children of the Ming Dynasty could change their fates from here.

Now that countless commoners had a real way to rise, Zhu Biao's eyes became even more determined!

I'm not afraid!

I'm not afraid of being tired!

As long as our Ming Dynasty can be good, as long as our Ming people are no longer invaded and ravaged by foreign enemies, everything will be good!

From the day I was born, I followed my father around the world.

Along the way, he saw too many people suffering.

He saw the helpless gazes of the commoners.

Thinking about how we can let the people of the world live a good life from now on, I don't feel tired anymore!

My ability is limited, I can't be as ruthless as an emperor.

He could imagine the hatred and ruthlessness in his younger brother Chen 'er's bones when he killed Yuan Jun in order to protect him. At that time, I felt that he was more suitable to be the emperor than me!

Chen 'er was only eight years old at that time!

How bold was he when he treated the Yuan army and Xiao Yong!!

That, that was the spirit that a child should have?

I've only seen that kind of aura from my father. That's the aura of an emperor!!

Little brother, big brother knows that being the emperor is not easy.

But in order for our Ming Dynasty to continue smoothly, in order to truly suppress those civil and military officials, Chen 'er, you must be the emperor!!

Looking at the bustling hall.

Thinking that he would soon be able to turn the tables on his younger brother, Zhu Biao was extremely happy.

"Humph! After I build this Hall of Virtue seriously, I'll say that I didn't do anything! It's all Chen 'er's credit!"

"Chen 'er, you can't escape this heaven-shaking credit!”

Looking at that majestic grand hall prototype, he thought of Zhu Chen's dumbstruck and stunned appearance when the time came.

Zhu Biao seemed to have infinite power.

He quickly got up.

He then threw himself back into the hot work.

This time, he must push his younger brother up!

At this moment.

In front of a hidden piece of land in the suburbs of Yingtian Prefecture.

Seeing the rapidly growing potatoes, Zhu Chen's face revealed a deep smile.

"The fertilizer given by the system is really strong!”

When the system gave him the excellent potato seeds, it also gave him a lot of fertilizer.

This allowed the potatoes that were originally harvested twice in one season to quickly mature in a month!

The potatoes in the field were as big as a strong man's fist, shining like gold.

Zhu Biao dug one out, wiped it clean, and took a big bite.

It was very crispy!

It even brought a hint of sweetness!

This potato of his was not like the potatoes of the later generations. When it grew, it would contain more solani.

If one ate too much, their breathing center would be paralyzed, and it could cause symptoms such as cerebral edema and blood stasis.

Even after his potato grew, the content of solani was negligible.

Even if he ate 10 of them at a time, he would not be poisoned.

If there was really a disaster, this thing could be pulled out of the ground and eaten. If it was slightly burned, the taste would be even better.

Moreover, it was resistant to drought and cold.

This time, he chose a piece of barren land.

After plowing for a while, the seeds were scattered and soon grew.

Moreover, it was really 50 stones per mu.

That was a total of 6000 pounds!!

"Hu! From now on, the people of my Ming Dynasty can really be far away from the pain of hunger!”

He thought of the ancient times and the natural disasters in the history of the Ming Dynasty.

He had traded his son for food time and time again.

Zhu Biao's eyes were actually filled with tears as the commoners were starving.

The people of the world could finally not starve!

I didn't let down my transmigration this time. I can finally fulfill a small wish of mine.

As a graduate student in history in his previous life, he had majored in Ming history. At this moment, tears actually fell to the ground.

In his previous life, a host once said,"Why do my eyes always have tears? It's because I love this land deeply.”

As a hot-blooded youth, how could he not be?!

"Hahaha! Alright! Alright!"

Zhu Chen took a big bite of the potato in his hand. He even picked up the residue on the ground. After eating it without wasting anything, he threw himself back into his sweaty work!

More!

More, a little more!

"If we plant more, the people of our Ming Dynasty will have more protection. If we plant more, one less person will starve to death in our Ming Dynasty!

No!

From now on, as long as the people of Ming worked hard, they could be farmers in the morning and the emperor in the evening.

I won't have to suffer that extreme cold anymore!!

He was full!

My Great Ming should establish the foundation of all things!!

Thinking of this, Zhu Biao bent his body even lower!

The clothes on his body were dry and wet, wet and dry. From sunrise to sunset, he was busy and conscientious.

When the servants saw how hard their masters were working, they gritted their teeth and wiped the tears from their eyes. They worked hard!!!

If the Second Prince is already like this, what is the point of us commoners risking our lives!!!

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