Imperial Palace.

As the weather turned colder, Yan Jiaoran's fox fur coat became thicker and thicker. At this moment, she was holding a pen and writing something.

"well--"

Yan Jiaoran sighed, put down the pen, intertwined her fingers, and rested her cheek on the back of her soft and tender white hands, muttering to herself:

"The dog man is not here, and Yanran is not here either."

"well--"

"Why are there so many things to do? I can never finish them all day long."

"I'm so worried—"

"I really want to take a vacation and sneak out to see that bastard."

"We're about to exchange. This bastard, he's not really going to see me, is he?"

"well--"

"When Yanran comes back, ask her to arrange for me to go out for a walk. I'm so bored staying in the palace every day."

"I haven't seen him for a few days. I don't know what happened to this bastard."

"Will he be very surprised and surprised?"

"Oh, right, we have to find an excuse. We can't let this bastard get any further!"

Yan Jiaoran smiled faintly, her fair face hidden in the thick fox fur, and her eyes were as bright as stars.

Get to work!

In the future, it will be left to my son.

Leave him a good inheritance.

certainly--

Before that, you have to sleep with that guy first.

Thinking of this, even if I feel unwilling and lazy,

Yan Jiaoran still picked up the pen and began to review the memorials with a smile.

Suddenly, a shout interrupted her work.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty——"

Yan Jiaoran immediately stopped smiling and asked with a stern face, "What's wrong? What happened?"

The female official said softly, "Your Majesty, the Minister of Works, Lord Yan, requests an audience."

"Let him in." Yan Jiaoran said lightly.

Tsk tsk.

It seems like the excuse has come to me!

It seems that I have not raised him in vain all these years.

While thinking.

Caught off guard.

"His Majesty!"

A loud shout, piercing the sky, suddenly exploded in the imperial study.

Yan Jiaoran was startled, looked up coldly, and waited for a few breaths.

Then Yan Liben rushed in, not even bothering to wipe the sweat off his forehead, and shouted again:

"His Majesty!"

“It’s amazing, it’s really amazing!”

“You are truly amazing!”

Yan Jiaoran looked unhappy and stared at Yan Liben and said, "Mr. Yan, how can you behave like this?"

"Only the people from the Censorate are here, otherwise you will never be able to leave my study."

Yan Liben came back to his senses and immediately said with a sense of shame and self-blame: "Your Majesty, I have lost my composure!"

He is the Minister of Works, and no one knows how much money he handles every year.

If he is really targeted by the people from the Censorate and attacked to death, he will be skinned alive if he wants to keep his position.

But today, he is not afraid!

Because he has made great contributions that are enough to save the world!

Yan Liben's heart was beating so hard and powerfully that it was about to burst out of his chest.

His eyes were extremely hot, his face flushed, and he stared at Yan Jiaoran like a hawk.

Then he stood up, rubbed his hands, and his beard began to tremble with excitement.

Then, Yan Liben respectfully bowed to Yan Jiaoran.

Roared:

"Your servant, Yan Liben, on behalf of all people in the world, thanks the Holy Emperor for his grace in saving the world!"

Yan Jiaoran put down her pen, stood up, and said with a smile, "Is it done?"

“It’s done, it’s done!”

Yan Liben tried hard to calm down his excitement, his eyes full of joy. He hurriedly took out a roll of drawings from his sleeve and handed it to Yan Jiaoran.

"Your Majesty, as you said, I, together with all the master craftsmen of the Ministry of Works, have worked tirelessly and finally have made the curved plow you mentioned. I have already tested it in the fields, and it only requires a single ox to pull it."

"A rough estimate is that an ox equipped with a curved plow can easily plow ten acres a day!"

"Here are the drawings, look."

Then he pointed to the drawings and began to explain.

"As you said, straight becomes curved, and short becomes short."

"The lower plow disc has been changed again."

"This greatly enhances the flexibility of the plow and makes the plow frame lighter and smaller. Only one person and one ox are needed to pull it, which greatly saves manpower and animal power."

"The Ministry of Industry is rushing to start production now. By the time spring plowing begins next year, we can reclaim at least 70% more land!"

"This 70% of arable land will at least increase the grain output of the Great Zhou by 30%!"

"How many people can be fed with this 30% of food?"

Yan Liben spoke passionately and his eyes seemed to be bloodshot.

He, Yan Liben, has left his name in history!

Hearing that it had been made, Yan Jiaoran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Done.

I don’t have to beg that bastard and don’t have to look at his face. I’m so happy.

When she heard that the grain output of the Great Zhou could be increased by 30%, she was even more ecstatic, and her eyes were filled with a burning light!

hiss--

The Great Zhou is about to rise!

Follow the line of thought given by the dog man.

If the Great Zhou continues to research new production tools and grow more food in the future.

Wouldn't it be possible to postpone indefinitely the contradiction between man and earth that the dog man mentioned?

Wonderful!

It seems that I need to gather more craftsmen and bring them together to study farming tools!

Hmm...

Speaking of which, the Mohist classics seem to record mechanical people that can move independently?

If we could find the disciples of the Mohist school and have them create the mechanical man described in this book, specifically for farming, wouldn't the Great Zhou be able to cultivate more land and grow more food?

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