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Chapter eight hundred and forty-ninth Guanshan Mingyue, the mountains and rivers see the Han and Tang Dynasties

The sweet potatoes that have only come to Central Plains since overseas are not very delicious, and they are even a little difficult to swallow.

"Wei Yang, do you know how to eat this?" The old emperor always believed in the sweet potatoes ten years ago. This thing that King Zhongshun said was very useful.

The corn and potatoes grown by the Western Army look delicious, especially the corn.

But the sweet potatoes are still covered with soil, and they look less beautiful than potatoes.

"I don't know that the time it took for sweet potatoes to flow into the Central Plains was short, and they may not be fully tamed at the moment," Wei Yang said. "So, I don't know whether it is toxic or not."

Wen Renda hurriedly stepped forward and replied: "Many people have eaten it, but it is indeed non-toxic, but it is not delicious. Some wealthy families mix it with honey and wrap it with syrup, and some gourmets, wrap this item with bean flour and fry it in a pan. It tastes pretty good."

No wonder it was not promoted.

"Dengfeng County started planting in the 37th year of Zichengzhi. Since its introduction in Fujian, I have only seen some gardens planting. If you want to promote it, you are afraid that there will be too much resistance." Li Dongyang knew about this and hurriedly reported it, "The Minister of Works at that time had paid attention to it personally, but it was a pity..."

That's something that's grown on barren ground. If you work hard, you will definitely not get good results.

"I'm afraid that the difficulty of promotion is to block the interests of each company, right?" Wei Yang said, "There has not been a great natural disaster so far, so this thing doesn't seem so useful. However, this thing was originally small in cultivation and the greatest harvest, even more than potatoes. If you don't prepare in advance before the Little Ice Age has not yet arrived, the country will suffer a great loss in the future."

He remembered that someone seemed to say that the so-called Kangxi and Qianlong prosperity was the prosperous era of sweet potatoes. No matter whether this is right or not, the effect of sweet potatoes was there. Moreover, it would be difficult to promote it from all over the world without decades of domestication of sweet potatoes. If the people had no food to eat during the Chongzhen period in history, the fishing and hunting nations would have gained the convenience of the right time and place. Once the Ming Dynasty lost peace at the same time, even if there were geniuses in the world, it would be difficult to stop the demise of the Ming Dynasty.

"You are right. It is too difficult to promote an immature plant in the Central Plains, the Gyeonggi region, and even the Jiangnan region. It is too difficult to promote an immature plant, and it involves too many interests." The old emperor pondered with the sweet potato for a long time, saying, "How much has Dengfeng County been terminated? How much is the yield?"

Wenrenda replied: "There are very few plantings, and the total amount is only three or five acres of land. The yield is indeed high, which is only lower than the potato yield of the Western Army."

"Is there no potato planted in Dengfeng County?" Wei Yang said with a funny look, "What's more, how do you know the yield of various crops in the Western Army fields?"

Wen Renda dared not answer.

There are potatoes in Dengfeng County and even all over the country. With this, the Western Army even reduced the consumption of staple food, which naturally aroused curiosity in various places. Besides, this thing is not very mysterious. It is not difficult to buy some in the western border and bring them to various places. In addition, there are farmers who grow this thing in Guangxi, Yunnan, Guizhou and even Guangdong and Guangxi, so it is not difficult to send people to buy some. Now some official fields in Dengfeng County have planted potatoes. This time, it has played a huge role in reliance on disaster victims.

However, potato planting in various places is not as good as the western border, and I don’t know how they cultivate it, so the yield is much higher than elsewhere.

"To put it bluntly, it's just the soil fertility. The land in the western border is barren, not as good as the Central Plains, and it's even worse than the black soil outside the pass..." Wei Yang was about to decipher the secret, but the old emperor was shocked.

Even Li Dongyang was shocked.

"Outside the pass? But outside Shanhaiguan?" Li Dongyang asked in surprise, "It's extremely cold there. There are seven months of ice and snow falling apart. How can I grow food?"

"I haven't been there yet, and I don't know the specific situation, but the most fertile land in this world is the black soil," said Wei Yang. "I heard that it takes three hundred years to produce it if the black soil is a finger deep. Besides, isn't it the same for wheat planting in the north? The harvest period of winter wheat that ripens a year is very short and tastes much better than the spring wheat in the south. But if it is rice, two ripens in the south, even Annan, Siam and other places, the Qiongya and other places in our dynasty, the taste is not as good as the rice planted in the yearly ripens."

Wuchang rice.

There are also rice grown in the Hetao area, which tastes much better than rice in the south.

Of course, there are exceptions to this.

When was the old emperor moved and asked quickly: "How many years will it take to pacify Liao?"

"It doesn't have much effect. Liaodong can be determined by a battle, but how to appease the people's hearts is still a problem. Killing is endless. Without abundant money bags, you can't defeat the vast land, let alone defend it," Wei Yang said, not to mention that there is still a large amount of crops that have survived the Little Ice Age. "The court may not have the strength to completely take over Liaodong. How to develop it after the acquisition is even more problematic. Maybe the emergence of a large landlord and consortium can cut off the power that should have been developed by the state."

The old emperor nodded in agreement.

Li Dongyang was a little complicated. He knew that Wei Yang looked down on the civil servant group and the so-called literati group. Therefore, if he really wanted to develop the Liaodong region in the future, the literati group might not be able to benefit from the Western Army, let alone cooperate with others.

"Wang Shouren's army is the last hope of the civil service group." Li Dongyang immediately became scheming in his heart. When Wang Hua was about to enter the cabinet, there was a need to discuss this matter.

The old emperor knew what these people were going to do at a glance, and immediately said, "This time, Wang Shouren is going to lead his army into the pass, and he will probably stay in the capital for a few more months. You should also watch it, this is also your army."

Li Dongyang was shocked and said, "Why did Your Majesty say this?"

The Guixuns who were pricking up their ears and eavesdropping were also anxious.

The army outside Jiayu Pass did not dare to intervene, and the army outside Shanhai Pass even found all the guards.

"No need to say too much. Whoever wants to reach out for this matter will be chopped down by my head!" The old emperor said coldly, "What has my Beijing camp been trained to be like by you? When asked, they are all elite soldiers and powerful generals. When the people look at it, they are all arrogant soldiers and weak generals. When they go to the battlefield, they are all cowardly soldiers and weak generals. This army is under the name of the Bohai Grand Commander's Office, and should be controlled by the Western Army."

Wei Yang was a little reluctant.

"You have to think about it. If this army is finished again, the Western Army wants to cross the grasslands in the desert to attack the Liaodong area. Your baggage system will be under too much pressure," the old emperor warned seriously, "When Liaodong is pacified, the Whale Sea should also establish a navy. The extreme north land you mentioned must be included in the territory of the state and the dynasty must also be put into the right track. This time, I have another plan to open the Five Army Governor's Office in the Western Army!"

Zhang Mao was so scared that even the bright dancers didn't dare to watch it. The Western Army opened the Governor's Office. What was the Governor's Office they controlled?

"In the Governor's Office, the generals are all useless. They can't fight. They learn weirdos who eat, drink, who is a man, gambling," the old emperor looked at him with a slanting look and said, "How can you not know who is the Governor's Office of the Five Army in Nanjing? Since the state dynasty opened two Governor's Office in the north and south, what's the harm in opening another Western army?"

Li Dongyang took off his black veil and wanted to retire, but the honors and the emperors opposed it together.

"Then let's go, I must not say much about this matter." The old emperor was most worried about Wei Yang, so he said intently, "The capital has raised a bunch of waste, and even the emperor is inferior to the previous generation. They are all good at the hands of women in the deep palace. The major affairs of the country are all intrigues in the court, and they are useless to consume the strength of the country. Besides, you don't want to go to Beijing, and you don't want to do so. You can't refuse the affairs of the country."

Is this a test or a temptation?
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