Jiaming said, "Because your mother has studied plants since I was a child, I have this foundation. So the improvement of vegetable varieties is based on evidence and not out of thin air, so I am not afraid of people checking."
Hongxuan seemed to be deep in thought.
Jiaming continued, "But you are different. You have no foundation, and you are still so young. If you can do something to improve the seeds out of thin air, it might be luck or a coincidence once or twice, but if it happens too often, then there is something fishy going on."
Hongxuan was somewhat disappointed.
Jiaming patted Hongxuan's head and said, "I'm telling you this because I hope that if you want to use your abilities to do something, you must do a good job of putting on a good show."
“I understand!” Hongxuan nodded and continued, “I will be careful.”
Jiaming paused her hand on Hongxuan's head before saying helplessly, "It's not that I'm telling you to be careful, but that I want you to learn more while you're young, things related to plants, like planting, traditional Chinese medicine, etc. You need to have a basic understanding of these things so that you can impress people when you present something in the future."
Hongxuan thought about it and realized that learning more wouldn't hurt, but then he said, "Mother, why do I have to learn traditional Chinese medicine too!"
Jiaming explained, "You know the backyard is never very peaceful, and poisoning is a common occurrence. The reason why Mother has never been poisoned is because she has this ability to sense whether the combination of plants will produce good or bad feelings."
Hongxuan's eyes widened immediately. "Mother, your abilities are amazing. I'm not as good. I can only sense the emotions of plants. For example," he said, pointing to a peony not far away, "it wants some water."
Jiaming nodded, "Even if your ability is only this much, your mother still hopes you can learn it." Suddenly, she thought about it and felt it was unnecessary. "However, after thinking about it, it's not really a big deal if you don't learn it. After all, your ability can guarantee that even if you are poisoned, you will almost certainly be fine. Even if you learn it, you won't need it. Well, it's up to you!"
Hongxuan thought for a moment and said, "My son has no interest in studying medicine, but he is quite interested in planting. If we can cultivate high-yield crops, then the lives of ordinary people will be better."
During his southern tour, his father took him out to stroll around the streets, where he learned about the lives of ordinary people and even saw beggars. As he grew older, his father not only took him out himself but also allowed him to go out a few times under the guidance of capable guards. Each time he went out, he could feel the hardships of the people's lives.
He hoped they could have a better life.
Jiaming was quite pleased that her son had such thoughts, as the saying goes, "When you are successful, you should help others; when you are unsuccessful, you should cultivate your own virtue."
His son is the emperor's grandson. If nothing unexpected happens, after the fourth prince ascends the throne, he will at least be a prince or duke. In such a high position, it is hoped that he will shoulder certain responsibilities.
So Jiaming clapped her hands and said happily, "Good, since you have such ambition, besides visiting your mother's estate more often and asking the people there about planting, you should also tend to your flowers and plants in your yard these days."
Hongxuan immediately understood: "Mother, you're trying to make outsiders think that your son is a spoiled brat. This is how you do a good job of appearances."
Jiaming nodded with a smile, "That's exactly right."
"Um, Mother?" Hongxuan asked hesitantly.
Jiaming looked at Hongxuan with a puzzled expression. Hongxuan's lips moved, and his expression was somewhat conflicted.
"Just say what you have to say, why are you so hesitant?" Jiaming glared at Hongxuan, then continued, "What can't you say to your mother? Really!"
Hearing Jiaming's words, Hongxuan hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Mother, can you... can you cultivate high-yield crops? It's too long for your son to do it."
Jiaming smiled bitterly and shook her head.
"Why?" Hongxuan asked excitedly, "Mother, since you have the ability and the apparent foundation, why did you promise your son that if there were even higher-yielding crops, then..."
“Your mother knows everything you’re saying.” Jiaming interrupted Hongxuan before he could finish speaking, and then continued, “But it still won’t work, because your mother’s abilities are too strong. Plants that pass through your hands will change, but the changes are too great. On the surface, it seems like your mother can do it effortlessly, but that would make your mother seem unique and suspicious, and that would expose her.”
Hongxuan: Is that so?
"Haven't you noticed that in the past two years, your mother has only occasionally planted one or two flowers and plants, instead of planting a lot of flowers, grass and trees in the peach garden? It's because they've been through your mother's hands that they've mutated. One or two plants are fine, but too many would be too conspicuous. Moreover, haven't you figured out why your mother, who has the ability to improve vegetable varieties, still asked your uncle for the ones she improved before? It's because her ability is too strong now, and she's improved the vegetable varieties too much all at once."
Hongxuan understood now, “Mother, your abilities are too strong to hide, while my abilities are weaker and my changes to the plants are not as significant or noticeable. Once I have a certain foundation in planting and cultivating plants, then on the surface, it will appear that the plants have gradually changed through hard work and cultivation.”
Jiaming patted Hongxuan's head approvingly, "It's good that you understand. If you really have the ambition to improve the grain varieties and make them more productive, then you need to start now. On the surface, you need to have this foundation. As you grow older and your foundation becomes more solid, you will be able to fulfill your ambition without anyone doubting you."
Hongxuan smiled and said, "Mm."
Seeing how happy he was, Jiaming, after thinking it over again and again, told him about her concerns.
“Xuan’er, your aspirations are good for the people, but some people will think that you are so outstanding that you are blocking their way, you…”
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