After a pause, Emperor Wenzhao, holding back tears welling up in his eyes, continued, "Grandpa, it's so good that my aunt is alive. Even if she lives in another world, I'm genuinely happy for her!"
Song Pengju remained silent upon hearing this, but then Emperor Wenzhao's voice rang out again: "In the Great Xia, my aunt, a woman, led troops against the Tartars. After several years, she finally eradicated the Tartars completely, but she herself was poisoned and died tragically. Now she has been reborn in another world and is still thinking of my Great Xia. Grandfather, my aunt was truly righteous!"
"Your Majesty flatters me!"
Song Pengju was modest on behalf of his daughter.
Emperor Wenzhao waved his hand and then said, "Grandfather, I plan to build shrines for my aunt all over the country so that the people of Great Xia can worship my aunt, the Marquis of Zhanbei!"
"this……"
Song Pengju wanted to stop him, but he felt he had no right to do so. After all, he was not Lan'er, the youngest daughter, nor was he the Marquis of Zhanbei, appointed by the emperor himself. Based on this, he hesitated to speak further.
"Grandfather, there's no need for further words. My mind is made up. I will issue the decree before the court officials tomorrow morning." Emperor Wenzhao paused here and asked, "I wonder what high-yield crops my aunt sent to our Great Xia, and what their yield per mu is?"
"With sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn, the yield of the first two per mu can be at least fifty or sixty shi, and if they are taken care of properly, it is not impossible to reach eighty or ninety shi."
It should be noted that in Daxia, one shi is about sixty jin, and the current yield per mu in Daxia is no more than four shi, and even that requires careful care!
Emperor Wenzhao was initially shocked, then clapped his hands and laughed, "Excellent! Wonderful! It's simply a divine object!"
"The yield of corn per mu can reach at least twelve shi, and if well cared for, it is possible to reach seventeen or eighteen shi."
Song Pengju said, "Cotton can not only be used to weave cloth, but also as stuffing to make cotton-padded jackets and quilts..." Emperor Wenzhao listened quietly to Song Pengju's words, and when the other party finished speaking, he couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh again, repeatedly saying, "A divine thing!"
"Your Majesty, I suggest that we plant high-yield crops and cotton on the imperial estate according to the descriptions in the planting manual provided by Marquis Zhanbei. We should also arrange for officials from the Ministry of Agriculture to strictly follow the instructions in the manual for raising livestock, and station troops on the imperial estate to prevent any unscrupulous individuals from getting wind of this and sabotaging the crops on the estate!"
Emperor Wenzhao readily agreed to Song Pengju's suggestion, saying, "Grandfather is right; we must indeed station troops at the imperial estate." One may not be wary of virtuous men, but one must be wary of scoundrels!
"I wonder if His Majesty wishes to make a personal trip to the Valley of Divine Physicians?"
Song Pengju asked.
Emperor Wenzhao nodded: "Let me change into some casual clothes, then I'll set off with my grandfather!"
Song Pengju left the Valley of Divine Physicians before dawn. At that moment, Emperor Wenzhao had just finished his morning court session. Based on the distance from the capital to the Valley of Divine Physicians, if he rode at full speed, a round trip would definitely be possible before sunset.
Speaking of which, Emperor Wenzhao had studied and practiced martial arts since childhood, and was also quite skilled in horsemanship. Based on this, he went back to his palace, changed into the uniform of a guard, and led a team of more than two hundred imperial guards out of the capital, led by Song Pengju.
To ensure safety, no fewer than fifty royal bodyguards accompanied them the entire way.
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Emperor Wenzhao successfully brought the items back to the capital. Fearing they might be stolen if left elsewhere, he quickly decided to store them in the Imperial Study.
Because the Imperial Study was guarded not only by secret guards but also by the Imperial Guards outside, no one could secretly take anything away before it was delivered to the Imperial Estate.
Ningren Palace.
After settling the things he had brought back, Emperor Wenzhao went to Ningren Palace. He felt it was necessary to inform the Empress Dowager that Song Lan was alive in another world, so that she would not continue to grieve.
"Why does my son have to come to me at this hour instead of dealing with state affairs?"
When the Empress Dowager saw Emperor Wenzhao, her eyes were filled with confusion.
"Your Majesty, I have great news to tell you!"
Emperor Wenzhao felt no embarrassment at all. He stepped forward, bowed to the Empress Dowager, and then sat down on the couch with her across a low table.
"Great news?"
The Empress Dowager's eyes grew increasingly puzzled: "What joyous occasion has made you so happy?"
"I met with my maternal grandfather after the morning court session this morning..."
Before he could finish speaking, Emperor Wenzhao heard the Empress Dowager say, "Your maternal grandfather is a high-ranking official in the court. It is normal for him to come to the palace for the morning court. Why are you so happy about it, my son?"
"No, Mother, that's not what I meant."
Emperor Wenzhao shook his head and said, "This morning, someone from the Duke of Zhenguo's residence sent a message to the palace saying that the Duke of Zhenguo had something to do and could not attend the morning court. I didn't take it to heart at first, but who knew that not long after the morning court ended, my maternal grandfather came to the palace to see me and told me that he, my maternal grandmother, and my great-grandfather had all been appeared in dreams by my aunt the night before last."
"What?"
The Empress Dowager's expression changed drastically as she stood up, her emotions running high. She asked, "Did your aunt appear in your maternal grandparents' and great-grandfather's dreams?" Seeing Emperor Wenzhao nod, the Empress Dowager asked again, "What did your aunt say in her dream?"
"Mother, please don't get agitated. Sit down and let me tell you slowly."
Seeing the Empress Dowager sit back on the couch, Emperor Wenzhao said, "My aunt is now alive in another world. This was told to my maternal grandparents and great-grandfather through a dream by a divine object called the System."
According to my aunt, she was reborn in another world, and that she had already married a very good man in that world!
In addition, my aunt lives in a peaceful world where people can eat their fill, dress warmly, and live happily.
Thinking of the hardships faced by the people of our Great Xia, who are often affected by natural disasters and go hungry or cold in winter, my aunt had that magical object called the System send over a lot of things, including high-yield crops and a type of fiber crop that can be used to make warm clothing..."
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