Chapter 84 A single sentence from the little koi fish prompted the emperor to immediately order the planting of divine rice.

The atmosphere at Princess Anguo's residence changed the next morning.

A large group of elderly physicians from the Imperial Medical Academy, all with white beards and led by the abbot, arrived in great numbers, each with a serious expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Mu Fang nervously rubbed his hands together, pacing back and forth, even more nervous than he was before going to the battlefield.

Xiao Beichen and Yan Ziche also arrived, one responsible for blocking out bystanders and the other for recording the patient's condition.

Mu Yu sat obediently on the small stool, letting the old men with beards longer than her hair take turns coming up to take her pulse, check her eyelids, and ask her questions.

"Your Highness, do you perceive complete darkness or shadows in front of you?"

Are you feeling dizzy? Do you have ringing in your ears?

How has your appetite been lately? How has your sleep been?

Mu Yu was overwhelmed by the questions; she felt these old men were even more long-winded than Yan Ziche.

She answered honestly, "It's just dark-skinned. It doesn't make me dizzy or make any noise. It has a great appetite, I can eat three big bowls of rice! It sleeps very well, I fall asleep the moment my head hits the pillow!"

The imperial physicians looked at each other in bewilderment.

This pulse is steady and strong, even healthier than those who take care of their health every day.

All bodily functions are in excellent condition.

But these eyes just can't see.

They tried everything, from using feather dusters and flashing lights to even using their ancestral silver needles to test Mu Yu's reaction, but the little guy showed no response whatsoever.

The abbot was so worried he almost pulled his beard off.

"How strange! Medically speaking, the princess's eyes have no organic damage, so why is she unable to see? This... this is simply unheard of!"

One of the imperial physicians muttered under his breath, "Could it be... that, as the rumors say, he has been bewitched by some evil spirit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold gaze.

Mu Fang's eyes were like knives as he stared coldly at him: "What did you say?"

The imperial physician trembled with fright and quickly shut his mouth.

Just when everyone was at a loss and the atmosphere reached a stalemate, the emperor's edict arrived.

"His Majesty has decreed that since you are here, you should also show the Ninth Prince and the Duke of Protectorate the 'auspicious rice seeds' they brought back from Jiangnan!"

The imperial physicians looked at each other, puzzled. How could looking at eyes be related to rice seeds?

Soon, several officials from the Ministry of Revenue carefully entered, carrying several wooden boxes.

When the wooden box was opened, it revealed golden rice grains, plump and larger than ordinary rice.

A senior official from the Ministry of Revenue cleared his throat and began to introduce himself.

"This rice variety was found by His Highness the Ninth Prince in Jiangnan. According to local farmers, this rice is resistant to both flooding and drought, and its yield is more than twice that of ordinary rice! If it can be promoted in our Great Chu, it will truly be a blessing for the nation!"

That being said, there are quite a few people in the court who are skeptical about this.

After all, the idea of ​​"doubling production" sounds like a pipe dream.

One of the accompanying agricultural officials picked up a few grains of rice, chewed them, smelled them, and frowned, saying, "This rice is indeed full of flavor, but... whether it really has miraculous effects remains to be seen after a trial planting. It will take at least one year, and at most three years, to see the results."

"Three years? By then it'll be too late!" Xiao Beichen muttered to himself.

Chu Chongjin was about to speak, using the actual data he had seen in Jiangnan to refute the argument.

Mu Yu, who had been sitting there quietly, suddenly sniffed.

"This rice is delicious!" she said crisply.

All eyes were on her.

She stretched out her little hand, grabbed a handful of golden rice from the box, and smelled it intensely under her nose.

The expression on his face was one of pure bliss, as if he were smelling some exquisite delicacy.

"It smells amazing! It smells better than any rice I've ever eaten!"

Everyone: "..."

Little princess, this is still a newborn.

Mu Yu ignored all that. She presented the handful of rice like a treasure and ran with her short legs to the emperor who had just entered the room.

The emperor came here today in plain clothes, wanting to see the consultation process firsthand.

"Grandpa Emperor!"

Mu Yu looked up at the emperor with a serious expression.

"You must make sure everyone grows this rice!"

"Why?" the emperor teased her with great interest.

Mu Yu thought for a moment and tried her best to explain in a way that she could understand.

She pointed to the rice, then to the emperor.

"Because this can greatly increase your dragon energy!"

One sentence silenced the entire courtyard.

The imperial physicians and officials looked on with strange expressions, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint.

However, the emperor's expression instantly turned extremely serious.

He crouched down and looked directly into Mu Yu's eyes. Although those eyes were unfocused, the emperor felt as if he were being seen through by a pure and powerful force.

"Little Yu'er, is what you're saying true?"

“Really!” Mu Yu nodded vigorously. “It’s more real than gold! Inside, there are lots and lots of warm, golden things! If people eat it, they will become very strong! If a country eats it… the dragon energy of the country will become very strong and powerful!”

As she spoke, she gestured with her small hand to indicate a "very thick and strong" size.

Under her all-seeing gaze, the rice stalks emitted a rich, golden light, representing vitality and good fortune, far stronger than that of ordinary rice.

This is a treasure that can be directly transformed into the nation's destiny!

The emperor remained silent.

He looked at Mu Yu's innocent face, and then at the ministers who were half-believing and half-doubting.

Whom does he believe?

He believed in his auspicious omens.

"Issue my decree!" The emperor stood up, his voice carrying an unquestionable authority.

"Starting immediately, one hundred acres of fertile land will be designated in the Royal Agricultural Garden on the outskirts of Beijing, and the top agricultural technician, Najbolji, will personally supervise the trial planting of this 'Jiayu Divine Rice'! The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works will provide full support in terms of all the necessary manpower and resources, and there must be no mistakes!"

"I want to see it sprout within a month! And to see it ripen within a season!"

The order caused a stir among the crowd.

The agricultural officials, in particular, were dumbfounded.

So... that's it?

Just because a young princess said it could "increase the dragon's aura"?

This is too childish!

But the emperor's words were law, and no one dared to contradict him.

Chu Chongjin stood aside, watching this scene, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He prepared a wealth of data and arguments, but none of them were as effective as a single sentence from Mu Yu.

With the rice seed issue resolved, the emperor was in high spirits.

He turned his gaze to Mu Yu's eyes again, his stern expression turning into tenderness.

"The matter of the sacred rice is a matter of national importance, and Xiao Yu'er, you have made another great contribution."

"Now, it's my turn to solve your troubles."

He looked at the head of the Imperial Medical Academy and said in a deep voice, "I don't care what methods you use, you must cure the princess's eyes! This is a death order!"

The Imperial Physician knelt down with a thud, cold sweat pouring down his face.

"Your Majesty, it is not that we have not tried our best, but the princess's illness is incurable by medicine!"

Just then, a clear, youthful voice rang out.

"Your Majesty, this humble subject... may have a method that we can try."

Everyone turned around and saw Xie Zhiwei standing out with a needle case in her hand, neither humble nor arrogant.