She is Shen Jiayi, the cherished daughter of a modern conglomerate, who is kidnapped and dies in a car accident, only to be reborn into the body of Suozhuolun Wanyi, a low-ranking concubine in the ...
When Kangxi saw that there were only a few words on that simple piece of paper, he had three question marks on his forehead and couldn't help but wonder, is this really the best way to make rice seeds?
"That's it? That's all?" Kangxi wondered if he had taken too little. Wasn't the procedure supposed to be detailed?
“This servant has confirmed it several times, and this is it. Why don’t we let Yuquan Mountain take a look first?” Liang Jiugong had initially thought it was a thick stack of papers, but he was dumbfounded when Wanyi took out this single sheet.
Kangxi looked at the concise procedure with a headache again, and had no choice but to read it carefully.
In the middle are the two large characters "rice seed", and below them is...
Field preparation: Plow the field, burn rice straw, spread rice straw and tread it down manually, wait for five days, then tread it down again manually to select the seedling location.
Rice seed treatment: Soak in water for seven days, sprinkle on the seedling location, and manually pull out the seeds one month later and transplant them into one acre of field.
Kangxi had no choice but to rely on the servants who had previously helped Wanyi to remember some details; otherwise, he would have sent Suozhuolun to Yuquan Mountain for a few months.
Wanyi, who was continuing her studies at Yongshou Palace, suddenly shivered, shifted uncomfortably, and wondered if someone was plotting against her.
"Has your grandson met with His Majesty? Please greet His Majesty!"
After finishing his official duties, Emperor Kangxi realized that he hadn't paid his respects to the Empress Dowager for several days, so he hurriedly went to Cining Palace before dinner.
"Xuan Ye, come and sit down." Bumbutai had been holding her prayer beads with her eyes closed when she suddenly heard Kangxi's soft greeting. She thought she was hallucinating.
"You've lost weight in just a few days, have you been eating properly?" Some thin grandmothers think you're too thin.
“Father, how could your grandson be thin! He’s quite strong.” Kangxi, still afraid that Bumbutai wouldn’t believe him, raised his unconvincing arm.
"Have you had dinner yet?" Bumbutai took Kangxi's raised hand down and shook his head with amusement.
"I'm just thinking about my mother's meals! You can't be stingy, my grandson wants good food." Kangxi said to Bumbutai in a spoiled manner, just like when he was a child.
"Alright, alright, Sumalagu, hurry up and prepare the Emperor's favorite dishes." Bumbutai enjoyed Kangxi's coquettishness, as it became increasingly rare as Kangxi grew older.
"This servant will go right away," Bumbutai said to Kangxi after Sumalagu had gone down.
"Xuan Ye! Is there something you want to tell me?" Kangxi's visits weren't necessarily just to pay his respects. Since he began ruling in his own right, he had something to say to her almost every time he came. Considering his behavior just now, it was highly likely that he had something to say.
"Nothing can escape the watchful eyes of Your Majesty. Your grandson does indeed have something important to say to Your Majesty." Kangxi was not annoyed that he had been seen through, but he picked up the teacup with some embarrassment and took a few sips to cover up his fatigue.
"Then I will listen attentively."
"Your Majesty, didn't I go to Yuquan Mountain in May?" Kangxi paused, put down his teacup, and continued. "In June, I allocated an acre of land to Lady Suozhuolun to let her experience the hardships of rice cultivation. This afternoon, Yuquan Mountain sent a memorial saying that the rice in Lady Suozhuolun's acre of land was full of plump grains, yielding more than a thousand catties."
"Indeed, that's fantastic news!" Bumbutai couldn't believe it when he heard this. After all, four hundred jin used to be considered very good, but now it's more than doubled.
"However, how could this Suozhuolun clan know this farming method?" After being happy, Bumbutai immediately suspected Wanyi, and his thoughts were exactly the same as Kangxi's at the beginning.
"Your Majesty, your grandson has already tested it out. It was Lady Suozhuolun who stumbled upon the method. Take a look at this." Kangxi took out a piece of paper from his bosom, which was none other than Wanyi's record of the rice planting process.
"This is the rice planting process?" Bumbutai asked uncertainly. After all, she had seen the previous processes, which were long and complicated. This one, however, was just a few words, yet it was the foundation upon which the people of the world stood.
"My grandson was even more surprised than you when he first saw it," Kangxi said, suppressing a laugh. He was really doing it on purpose.
“Our people have never tried this method before. I wonder how Sozhuolun came up with it?” Bumbutai was not so easily dispelled of her doubts. After all, in her eyes, no one was simple.
"I have heard about this. When she was inspecting the plowing, Guozhen asked her about it, and Suozhuolun said, 'Isn't farming the same? If this doesn't work, try farming methods!' At the time, Guozhen was so angry that she ran away to ride a horse to vent her anger." Kangxi thought back to when he heard about this and said that Suozhuolun was being silly, but he didn't expect that in the end he was the one being silly.
"That's quite a coincidence, but this matter cannot be made public. The reshuffling of the harem's ranks has basically been finalized." Bumbutai thought to herself, "This Suozhuolun clan member isn't very clever; it must be a coincidence."
"Yes, I have already spoken to Lady Suozhuolun. I will give her credit for this great service." Kangxi thought for a moment and then said, "I plan to reorder the order of the princes and princesses. In addition, in order to stabilize the court and the war against the Three Feudatories, I will establish Yinreng as the crown prince."
"Have you thought this through? Yinreng is only a little over a year old. And once he's made crown prince, he'll be in much more danger." Bumbumu was a little displeased. She had considered the possibility of Yinreng becoming crown prince, but she hadn't expected it to happen so soon. It was really a good thing for the Hesheli family.
"Your grandson has thought it through. With a crown prince in place, the hearts of the people in the harem will not be so turbulent, and it will also benefit the court and the Three Feudatories." Kangxi made this decision after careful consideration.
“Since you’ve made up your mind, Xuan Ye, then go ahead and do it!” Rationally, Bumbutai did not stop Kangxi.
"Thank you for your support, Empress!" He knew that Empress would always support him.
On December 2nd, Emperor Kangxi's two imperial edicts caused an uproar throughout the entire imperial court and harem. The concubines who had given birth and whose children had died were heartbroken. They never expected that their children would be erased from the list of those to be listed, and that they would not even be able to be included in the list.
Consort Ma Jia fainted because of this incident. When the imperial physician was summoned, it was discovered that she was two months pregnant. After waking up, she claimed to be feeling unwell and refused to let anyone who wanted to visit her out of the house. She then tightened the fence around Zhongcui Palace to focus on her pregnancy.
The princes have been reordered, starting with the eldest prince Yin Ti from the Yin generation, and the second prince Yin Reng, who is also the current crown prince.
On the 20th, Yinreng, who was just over one year old, wore a bright yellow python robe and was held by his wet nurse for the ceremony of being conferred the title of Crown Prince. Emperor Kangxi also granted a general amnesty for this occasion.
"Crown Prince, her child has finally become the Crown Prince. It's a pity she can't see it. Don't worry, I will find a way to send him to your side as well, my dear cousin."
Hearing the joyful horn sounds coming from outside, Consort Hesheli was filled with hatred, not caring that she had scratched her hands until they bled.