Feng Laosi said: "Sweet potatoes and corn can produce 6,000 to 8,000 kilograms per mu, and potatoes can also produce about 4,000 to 5,000 kilograms per mu."
When the county magistrate heard this number, he stood up suddenly.
He asked excitedly, "Are you serious, Brother Feng?"
Feng Lao Si also stood up and saluted, saying, "I dare not deceive you, Your Excellency. Last year, I obtained a total of 600 kilograms of seeds.
This year, everyone in our village has planted, but ours was late, and the crops are still in the field."
When the county magistrate heard that there was still sweet potato in the field, he immediately asked Feng Laosi to take him to see it. Feng Laosi did not dare to hesitate and took the county magistrate to his own sweet potato field.
Fengjiu asked them to plant this batch of sweet potatoes two months late, so the three crops could be harvested together.
A group of people came to the sweet potato field, and the county magistrate was about to dig it up with his bare hands. A man who happened to be working in the field handed the hoe to the county magistrate.
The county magistrate took it and dug one, and when he picked it up, he found that it was filled with more than ten palm-sized fruits.
The county magistrate was no longer calm and dug a few more grains, each containing more than a dozen. Several yamen runners could no longer sit still and took hoes from other men and started digging as well.
The villagers also went home and brought hoes, and more than a dozen people dug an acre of land in half an hour.
The women helped to put the grain into sacks, and the village chief brought a scale from home and weighed the grain in the field. One acre of land weighed a full 7,640 kilograms.
When the county magistrate heard this number, he fell to his knees with a thud, his eyes red, and he said in a choked voice, "Dad, Mom, did you see this? No one will ever starve to death again!
The villagers standing by also had tears in their eyes when they saw this. The county magistrate was also born in a farming family. When he was a child, his hometown was hit by a drought, and his parents starved themselves to death so that he and his siblings could survive.
Later, in order to prevent her brother from starving to death, the elder sister married a stupid son of a landlord. Only after the landlord died could the elder sister take charge of the family and send the county magistrate to school. Therefore, the county magistrate is so excited now that there is a high yield of grain.
The county magistrate excitedly shook Feng Laosi's hand and said, "Brother Feng, I want all the people in Nanfeng Kingdom to grow these grains. Can you donate the seeds to the court?"
Feng Lao Si: "If the county magistrate doesn't come today, I will go to find him tomorrow. All the grain grown by the Fengjia Village people this year is stored at home, but it's not easy for the people!"
Before Feng Lao Si could finish his words, the county magistrate said, "Don't worry, Brother Feng. I won't take the grain that the villagers have worked so hard to grow for nothing."
The county magistrate lifted up his robe and walked towards the Feng family. The Feng family was confused and could only follow him back. The county magistrate asked Feng Zhong to find paper and pen and began to write the memorial. He wrote for a quarter of an hour, stamped it, put it in a bamboo tube, and sealed it with wax.
He then summoned three yamen runners and handed them a token: "Express delivery of eight hundred miles, to the capital within three days."
The bailiff bowed and said, "Yes, I will live up to your trust!"
The three yamen runners each carried a basket of grain and rode away on horseback.
Three days later, in the Kyoto court, during a grand court meeting, all the court officials were startled when they heard the urgent reports coming from outside the hall.
"Report - An urgent report from Nanshan County, Jiangnan Prefecture, eight hundred miles away."
The exhausted official, carrying a basket on his back, hurried into the hall and knelt down, pulling out a wax-sealed bamboo tube from his chest. "Your Majesty, urgent news from Nanshan County, eight hundred miles away."
Chen Sanqiang, the chief eunuch beside the emperor, hurried down and took the bamboo tube from the official. The young eunuchs carried several heavy baskets up the imperial steps, and the young eunuch next to them took several officials to rest.
The emperor took the bamboo tube and poured out the letter. He read ten lines at a glance with his eyes wide open. He held the letter in one hand and pushed away the eunuch who was in the way with the other hand. He pulled over the frame and took out a bunch of heavy fruits from it. He weighed it and it weighed at least five or six pounds.
It seemed that what was said in the letter was true. The emperor could not help but look up to the heavens and shout, "Good, good, good! God bless my Nanli! Hahahahaha!"
The court officials immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed to be a happy event. The emperor was so happy, but at the same time, he was curious about what kind of happy event it was that the Nanshan County Magistrate ordered an expedited delivery of 800 miles.
The emperor laughed for a while, expressing his joy, and then gave the letter to the Minister of Revenue Li Hui.
Li Aiqing came to take a look, and asked the eunuch Chen Sanqiang to move the food in the basket down to show it to the gentlemen.
Li Hui's eyes turned red after reading the contents of the letter. The Ministry of Revenue was in charge of the country's finances and grain, and natural disasters had occurred frequently in various places in recent years.
Every year, the army's food and wages, officials' salaries, water conservancy projects in various places, etc. Money is needed everywhere, and every penny must be carefully calculated. Li Hui has been working hard over the years.
Even so, many people still called him "Li Koukou" behind his back.
Li Hui immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, anyone who can grow these crops will be generously rewarded."
Other officials also echoed in unison: "Your Majesty, Lord Li is right. Anyone who grows such high-yield crops should be rewarded handsomely."
The emperor also felt that this person must be rewarded handsomely, so he immediately drafted an imperial decree and sent the eunuch Chen Sanqiang with the imperial decree.
There were also several officials of Shi Nongshi and a hundred Dragon Guards who headed towards Fengjia Village in a mighty procession.
The Feng family had no idea that such a great happy event was about to arrive. At this moment, they were still discussing with the clan leader and village chief about opening an ancestral hall to worship their ancestors.
Everyone in Fengjia Village, young and old, is already busy.
The Phoenix people have always been united. They know that only when everyone is tied together can the family become strong.
The villagers are not fools. Ever since Fengjiu was born, the Feng family has changed, and they have brought out things they have never seen before, they all know very well that Fengjiu is the hope of their clan.
He asked the village chief to bring everyone to the ancestral hall, as he had something to announce. At 4 p.m., everyone in Fengjia Village, young and old, came to the ancestral hall.
This year, there were two successful candidates in the imperial examinations in the clan, and the tributes were varied and several times more than in the past.
A whole roasted suckling pig, a whole steamed carp, a whole roasted chicken, a whole roasted duck, and this year's sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, as well as some dried fruits, fruits, and pastries.
When the clan leader and villagers saw such a rich tribute, their mouths were stretched from ear to ear.
When the time for ancestor worship arrived, the clan leader led them into the ancestral hall and knelt and kowtowed three times to the ancestors.
The women, however, all knelt quietly outside the ancestral hall and kowtowed.
The clan leader asked Old Man Feng to bring in Fengjiu, and in the presence of the entire clan, he kowtowed three times to the ancestors of the Feng family.
The patriarch opened the family tree and opened a new page after Feng Ping'an.
The first line read: "Fengjiu is a goddess gifted by heaven. She is the first female heir of our Feng clan in a hundred years. We hereby open a new page in our family tree for her."
Below the names of Feng Shengjue and Zhao Mingyue, Feng Jiu’s name was written next to his brother Feng Zhan.
When Feng Jiu saw her name solemnly written in the Feng clan's genealogy, she felt that she had a sense of belonging in this world.
I just felt my heart swelling and warm, and the tribesmen in front of me became blurry, and I didn't know when tears started to well up in my eyes.
She had never imagined such treatment. She knew too well that in ancient times, it was unheard of for a girl's name to be included in the family tree.
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