The next day he left the court, Li Hong sat in the hall. Seeing Pei Yan winked at him frequently, he asked him to retreat and then followed him back to the East Palace.

Li Hong did not forget Pei Yan's memorial for a moment. When the two entered the hall, he asked Pei Yan to ask for the memorial.

Pei Yan changed his mind again and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, after I returned home yesterday, I thought about it repeatedly and felt that this method is suitable for oral statements."

Li Hong raised his thick eyebrows and looked at Pei Yan in confusion.

"You really have a way?"

Pei Yan nodded quickly and was very sincere: "I really have a way to do it, how dare I deceive Your Highness."

"I have been thinking about how to explain this method to Your Highness last night. I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I thought about it all night. In the end, the solution was to think about it, but it was too late to write the memorial."

"But I think that Your Highness is concerned about the people of the world and must want to hear this method as soon as possible, so I changed it to oral statement."

Li Hong was moved: "I didn't expect that my dear minister had spent so much effort on the food problem of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Jixiang, take a portion of the supplements I often eat and give it to Pei Qing."

Pei Yan's eyes lit up. Before he could tell the way, he received a reward. His Royal Highness was so generous.

When the auspicious person is ordered, immediately take the supplements out of the secret pavilion.

He handed it to Pei Yan: "Pei Qing, this is a specialty that Pei Shangshu brought back from Lingzhou, deer antler glue. I ate it for a while and it feels good."

"I think you have a bad mood recently, so I'll give you a portion and go back to replenish your body."

Holding the antler glue in your hand, Pei Yan choked speechlessly.

How many people did Pei Shouyi give away this antler glue? Why can't he hide?

He hurriedly thanked him, and Li Hong felt that Pei Yan's smile was a little reluctant. Thinking that he hadn't slept all night and was thinking about national affairs, he felt relieved and tired.

"Pei Qing, talk about it quickly."

Pei Yan picked up the ideas he heard from the sick girl and told Li Hong. However, such second-hand knowledge was enough to surprise Li Hong.

"The farmers in Chang'an City actually farm in this way!" Li Hong concluded.

Pei Yan nodded repeatedly: "That's true. When I was young, I studied at Hongwenguan. I had participated in farm work many times and had a little understanding of the way the villagers farmed."

Of course, an official like Pei Yan who can thrive in the officialdom and become promoted step by step has some unique features of himself. For example, he has never participated in the farming work once, but he can brag about his familiarity without blushing his face and heart.

Confidence is so invincible.

"What does compost mean?"

Li Hong quickly grasped the key point, which is the correct way to change the farming method.

Cai Jixiang, who was waiting on the side, felt something was wrong the more he heard it.

The word compost seemed familiar when he was young. Before Cai Jixiang entered the palace, he was a native of Wannian County under Chang'an City.

My father was a carpenter. When he went to a wealthy family to build a house that year, he accidentally fell off the shelf and was seriously injured. He lay in the bed for several months, but finally went there.

The family lost its pillars, and Jixiang's mother could not afford to raise so many children, so she could only send Cai Jixiang to the palace and become a eunuch. Although he was not very familiar with farming, he also had contact.

The word compost swayed in his mind, and suddenly there was a stinking smell on his nose. He suddenly remembered, "Isn't compost just a pile of manure?"

I immediately couldn't bear to look at Pei Yan in front of me.

Pei Sheren's taste is too smelly!

Pei Yan was also very embarrassed. Why did His Royal Highness have so many problems today? The older he is, the more routine he has, and he is no longer the silly and sweet he used to be.

Pei Yan didn't know what compost was, and he didn't want to understand it at all, so he could only say vaguely: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, I have already visited the outskirts of Chang'an City. Composting is very simple to operate. As long as the court makes up its mind to carry out, it will definitely succeed."

After saying that, Pei Yan put on a righteous attitude and stared at Li Hong with a firm look. Whether you believe it or not, I just want you to believe it.

Li Hong was so nervous that he was staring at him, and the huge pressure made his mind blank.

"What Pei Qing said makes sense."

Pei Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Your Highness, the queen, I think that agriculture is important and encouraging farming and sericulture has always been the foundation of the founding of our Tang Dynasty. To promote the composting method, the ministers in the court should also play an example. With local officials leading the farmers to composting together, their enthusiasm will definitely increase."

Li Hong thought to himself that this made sense. I remember that when he followed the saint and learned to play polo, this was the case. If only the horse master was present to teach equestrian and the key points of playing ball, his enthusiasm would be very low and he would not obey discipline. But whenever the saint taught the methods personally, Li Hong would be enthusiastic and learn very seriously.

"Pei Qing's words are reasonable. In your opinion, which official is more appropriate to lead the farmers to composting?"

Pei Yan was confused. He understood Li Hong's meaning. He wanted him to recommend a suitable candidate, but it was difficult to open the mouth. If you lead the farmers to farm, you will inevitably go to the fields. This is not just a joke, but a lot of energy. The people selected by Pei Yan have to work hard.

Pei Yan was very excited and felt that he had mastered the fate of many Beijing officials. This feeling of being in charge of the world was so satisfying!

Pei Yan's mouth was so refreshed that he spoke more fluently.

"I feel that at least, the Minister of the Siong Temple and Shaoqing must participate. They are in charge of this matter." Li Hong nodded and Pei Yan turned his fingers and said, "There are also the chiefs of Chang'an County and Wannian County, and they must also play a role. They have been with the villagers recently on weekdays, and their friendship is deeper, which can easily drive the enthusiasm of the villagers."

"That's great!" Li Hong smiled: "Jixiang, call Dai Zhide and the others quickly. I'm going to draft an order!"

Jixiang nodded like pounding garlic, and in order to hold back his laughter, his facial features were almost deformed.

"But, Pei Qing," Li Hong suddenly turned his gaze to Pei Yan's side, and Pei Yan's heart was in his throat. Your Highness didn't realize that his idea was a second-hand product!

"Your idea is so good. Could it be that there are ancestors who can give you a dream?" Li Hong raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a thrilling expression. Pei Fanxian's ancestors said that he had the style of Emperor Wu of Han. If Pei Yan had an ancestor who could give you a dream, he might think that he had inherited the legacy of Emperor Taizong.

Pei Yan: "..."

Since you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense. This is his experience of being an official for many years.
Chapter completed!