These days, Fu Changfeng and his men have been living near Guantian, the place where they plant new rice seeds. Fu Changfeng didn't want anyone to know, so he arranged for people to guard the place.

Three years have passed, and today is harvest time. Fu Changfeng is leading his men to harvest.

"My lord, look, these rice ears are more numerous than the previous ones, and each one is large and plump. I believe the yield will be even higher than those," Zhao Yuping said excitedly, his heart filled with boundless anticipation.

"Yes, success or failure depends on this. If we fail again, who knows how many years it will take before we see results?" Fu Changfeng was also feeling uneasy. He was now nearly thirty years old, and his brothers Zeng and Xie had long since been promoted, while he was still stuck in this county town.

"It will definitely succeed; this is the best proof."

It wasn't until someone below came trembling with fear to report that the two of them regained their composure.

"My lord, this place can produce 480 catties of grain per mu! 400 catties! This is truly unbelievable!"

"Great, we succeeded." Upon hearing this, Fu Changfeng lost his usual composure and instead displayed the vigor and spirit of a young man.

"Yes, it's a success, sir. Only the best fields in those prosperous areas can barely produce such a quantity. If this rice were planted in those places, I wonder if it could yield six hundred catties?" Zhao Yuping rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Very well, very well. Don't spread this matter around yet. You must keep a close watch on it and not let anyone sabotage it. I'll go back and write a letter now." Fu Changfeng looked at the harvested rice and saw that the grains were indeed large and plump, even bigger than before.

Xi Chun waited and waited until Fu Changfeng returned. Seeing the expression on his face, she knew that the matter must have been accomplished. She didn't disturb him and told him to finish his work first before telling him about the children.

Fu Changfeng was busy until midnight before returning home; Xichun was already asleep.

"You're back! How did it go? Did you manage to complete the mission?" Xi Chun woke up groggily in the morning and saw him staring at the tent with his eyes open.

"Yes, it's a success. I wrote down the report overnight and had it sent to the prefectural capital first thing this morning. This time we should be able to go somewhere else and have a good time sightseeing." Fu Changfeng had been busy day and night these days and hadn't spoken to Xichun like this in a long time.

"That's good. This place is quite nice. It would be good if we could go to other places to broaden our horizons. Now that A-Zhao has passed the Xiucai exam and my elder brother has passed the Juren exam, my parents must be overjoyed."

"It's a pity we can't celebrate with our elder brother at this crucial moment; it's been his long-cherished wish." Fu Changfeng felt a little guilty thinking of his brother whom he hadn't seen for several years.

"It's okay. As long as you can hold your position, you're already giving them the greatest support. Our whole family is counting on us to be safe and sound."

When Lord Li of the prefecture received the secret report from Fu Changfeng, his heart skipped a beat. This time, let's see who dares to stop Lord Fu from being promoted. This is really great. He has seen all of Lord Fu's achievements over the years, and the twists and turns of these years have made him feel sorry for Lord Fu.

"Someone, grind the powder. I want to deliver it to the governor myself." Governor Li was not the petty kind of person. In fact, he was worried that it might be intercepted beforehand, so he wanted to deliver it himself.

In the imperial court, the emperor looked at the memorial presented by the governor, laughed loudly three times during the court session, and then showed the memorial to the people below.

"Now, I'd like to see who still wants to stop Minister Fu from getting promoted." In recent years, the ministers have also noticed that His Majesty the Emperor has gradually broken free from their wing, is capable of handling things on his own, and no longer needs them.

Upon seeing the contents written by the Prefect of Qianzhong Circuit, the Minister of Revenue reacted particularly strongly: "Grain! Grain is money, it is the livelihood of the people. With methods to increase production, how can we worry about the prosperity of the nation?"

"Your Majesty, I believe that such a talent should be invited to the capital immediately. The Ministry of Revenue needs him." The Minister of Revenue, of course, knew what his subordinates were doing. Now that such an important matter was involved, how could he not rush to take it over? Did those scoundrels really think they had done something flawless?

"Your Majesty, I believe that Minister Fu should take up a post in the Ministry of Works. He has considerable knowledge of waterwheels and insights into rice cultivation and water conservancy. He should be assigned to the Ministry of Works."

"Your Majesty, I believe that a talent like Lord Fu should be appointed to the Ministry of Agriculture, after all, he was the one who researched and developed this new variety of rice," the Grand Minister of Agriculture also stepped forward to speak.

"This matter needs further discussion. I wish to summon Minister Fu and have him bring his family to the capital before making further arrangements. Grand Secretary, you shall draft the appointment." The Emperor saw that several ministers were eager to have Minister Fu, and a look of pride appeared on their faces. However, he did not want to grant their wishes immediately and would wait until he had met the man before making any decisions.

"Yes, Your Majesty." This report was submitted to the Emperor by the Grand Secretary, so he was already mentally prepared.

Fu Changfeng was unaware of his current treatment. Ever since Lord Li and the Prefect came to inspect the area, he had taken his family on a trip. Shaoming County had changed a lot since he came a few years ago. The people lived in peace and contentment, with the young having support and the elderly being cared for. They were enjoying a very carefree life.

Xuanxuan was being carried by her father as they walked along the road, looking at the nearby rice paddies with a curious expression.

"My lord, my lady, you've come out for a stroll?" When the passing villagers saw that it was Lord Fu, they hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects. Lord Fu often wandered around these areas, and the people were already familiar with him.

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