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Chapter 159 Returning to Beijing to wait for the accident (2)

The food provided by the military households was to attract them to cultivate new crops such as sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, peppers, and tomatoes.

Even the expectant father-in-law Yuan Hongjun and his son rushed over to hear the news. After tasting sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes and other things, Yuan Hongjun praised these new crops.

"My father-in-law, if the military households can plant these things, the yield per mu can be increased by more than three times. You can try it and use most of the land to cultivate these things. As for the sales issues, there is no need to worry at all. In the Jinyiwei, are you afraid that these things will not be sold?" Gao Shixin said.

Although Yuan Hongjun praised the taste of roasted sweet potatoes, he also said: "This thing is delicious for a few meals, but if you eat this thing every day, besides making porridge, you may get tired of eating it as a staple food."

He was very correct. It is definitely not a comfortable thing to use sweet potatoes as their staple food every day. Don’t say that eating them every day will make you feel uncomfortable and prone to stomach acid. Eating too much will cause bloating. Moreover, sweet potatoes have a lot of cellulose, which can easily scrape off the things in the stomach and intestines. It is easy to get hungry after eating full, in other words, it is not easy to eat full.

So you can imagine what the prosperous age of sweet potatoes was boasted by the Manchus. In order not to starve to death, the people use this thing as food every day. Who would like to live such a life? Sweet potatoes are used as staple food, so they can only keep their lives and not starve to death.

Regarding the question raised by the expectant father-in-law, Gao Shixin replied: "My father-in-law is actually very simple. This thing can be made into powder and eaten. We make this thing into powder. I can teach everyone how to make powder. Skin the sweet potatoes and grind them into gouache like grinding tofu. After filtering, it is solidified and then dried, and then it is made into sweet potato flour. The sweet potato flour can be fried and eaten stewed. There is no difference between eating noodles. The filtered residue and tofu dregs can be fed to pigs. There is also sweet potato leaves and sweet potato vines can be fed to livestock, and the leaves can also be fried as vegetables."

Yuan Hongjun calculated that if the entire military office planted this thing, he would definitely make a fortune in the future! Thinking of this, Yuan Hongjun said happily: "Boy is good! I did not see the wrong person! This son-in-law has chosen the right choice!"

When he said this, Yuan Hongjun's face turned red. He was not those civil servants who could lie with his eyes open and not blush. He was just a vulgar martial artist. His lying skills must not be compared with those civil servants.

The civil servants in our Ming Dynasty, who lie and perform skills are all at the maximum level, they are full of imagination and nonsense, but they can speak nonsense, and they will not feel any guilt at all, especially those righteous Donglin Qunxian.

Yuan Hongjun didn't have the nerve to tease it down anymore, but just buried his head in the process of eating.

After a while, Yuan Hongjun spoke: "Brother, should you consider the matter between you and Yue'er? I heard that God is seriously ill, so I am only worried..."

When the emperor passed away, civil and military officials and the people were not allowed to have fun during the national mourning period, and they were not allowed to get married. The national mourning period ranged from three months to three years. However, the imperial mourning period in the Ming Dynasty was generally 100 days, unlike the descendants of the Qing Dynasty who returned to heaven, and the national mourning period would last for three years. Although there were no such perverted regulations in the Ming Dynasty, Yuan Hongjun was still worried that if an emperor asked for a national mourning period for three years, his daughter's marriage would be delayed for another three years.

Gao Shixin was not anxious: "My father-in-law, don't worry, Your Majesty is in great good health. Even if it's not nice, the Emperor Ming Dynasty has never had a national mourning for three years."

During the Ming Dynasty, even if Empress Ma, Zhu Yuanzhang's favorite, was ascended to heaven, the country was mourned for only 100 days. In three years, only the royal family was requested, including the imperial concubine, the princess, princess, grandsons, princesses, royal consorts, royal family, etc., and the country was mourned for three years, ordinary people did not have this requirement. Therefore, Gao Shixin was not worried that after the prince ascended the throne, he would have a rule that required the people to die for three years.

In fact, Zhu Changluo could not give his father a three-year death toll. First of all, he became emperor for less than a month; secondly, he had no feelings for Wanli. After Zhu Changluo's death, the little carpenter did not give his father a three-year death toll. The little carpenter was closer to Wanli, but had no feelings for this father.

The next morning, Gao Shixin brought a group of brothers into the capital.

First, I went to the Jinyiwei Yamen in Zhengyang Gate and arranged for the brothers he brought from Fujian as the Jinyiwei identity, even if it was Jun Yu.

When Luo Sigong heard that Gao Shi's letter had arrived, he immediately asked someone to handle the matter of a new member joining the Jinyiwei.

"Everyone has no military status? Then I can only give it to the military service." The man said.

"Well, aren't you just a temporary worker? It doesn't matter. You can use it for a while first, and you can officially become a lieutenant after making merits." Gao Shixin said with a smile. Anyway, it doesn't matter if the temporary worker is, just use it first.

After completing the procedures for Cai Jiuyi and Wu Liuqi and his group of people joining the Jinyiwei, Gao Shixin took them to live at home first. When the matter in the capital is finished, he will go to Liaodong to help Xiong Tingbi.

During the days when Gao Shixin was waiting in the capital, Dongchang must have known that he had returned to Beijing, but in the past few days, no one has summoned him to the palace to meet the saint, just as if the palace had forgotten him.

"The emperor's situation is not very good, I'm afraid it's just the past few days." Wei Chao told Jiu Qiansui and Zhang Yong about the situation in the Qianqing Palace these few days.

Zhang Yong knew very well that the most critical moment was coming. Anyway, the short-lived emperor Zhu Changluo only had one month, but how much harm did this short month cause to the Ming Dynasty. If Zhu Changluo lived longer, then he probably wouldn't have to wait until Tianqi and Chongzhen, and Taichang would be the king of the country that was destroyed.

Since Wanli was seriously ill, the entire Ming Dynasty seemed to have pressed the pause button. The activities of the emperor, eunuchs, nobles and civil servants have temporarily stopped. Occasionally, there are activities, and they are all revolving around Liaodong. The memorials of the civil servant group to impeach Xiong Tingbi have never stopped. After the seriously ill Emperor Wanli woke up, the first thing he did was to read Xiong Tingbi's memorials. As for those who impeach Xiong Tingbi, they would be thrown in the garbage dump and kept at the end.

Gao Shixin cannot enter the palace, which does not mean that Jiu Qiansui and Zhang Yong cannot come out to find him.

"Uncle, my elder brother is back to Beijing. Let's go out of the palace to find him." After learning the news, Zhang Yong immediately instigated Jiu Qiansui to go out of the palace to find his elder brother.

Jiu Qiansui agreed at once. At this time, Jiu Qiansui listened to Zhang Yong's everything he did. He regarded his nephew as his lucky star. Jiu Qiansui thought that if he had no such nephew, he might still be in the Imperial Horse Supervisor. Anyway, everything Zhang Yong said is right, and it is always good to listen to his nephew.

The poor Jiu Qiansui didn't know the real situation at all. Even without Zhang Yong, he could still return to the palace to equip the crown prince; and the things that Zhang Yong asked Jiu Qiansui to do recently were exactly what Jiu Qiansui did in his original time and space.

After the two of them took leave to the little carpenter, they left the palace gate. Walking on the road, Zhang Yong said again: "Uncle, I have another uncle. Isn't his son my cousin?"

Wei Zhongxian said: "Yes, you have more than one cousin, and two cousins. My elder brother hasn't seen him for several years. To be honest, I have been doing very badly since I entered the palace. If I hadn't been blessed with my nephew, how could I have been today? Because I was doing very poorly, even my elder brother would have no shame to look for him, alas."

Speaking of this, Wei Zhongxian was very ashamed. He heard that when King Fu was about to enter the vassal state, King Fu enclosed land, and his elder brother's land was also taken aback by local officials. In the year when King Fu enclosed land, many farmers' families were in the palace and helped and saved their own acre of land, but he could not help his elder brother at all.

What can an old fireman who doesn’t even have a grade to help? For this reason, Wei Zhongxian has no shame to find his elder brother and nephew.

"Uncle, I heard that I have a cousin, right? We are so developed that we can let my cousin and nephew live a good life." Zhang Yong asked again.
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