Emperor Ming Yan and Huo Qijing were talking in the tent when they heard Yan Shiyue say outside: "Aye!"
She rushed in with a look of surprise: "I found something good!"
Emperor Mingyan smiled and asked, "What good stuff?"
"A new kind of food!"
She held the plate, which was still very hot, so she threw it on the table and blew on her fingers. When Emperor Ming Yandi looked at the plate, he saw two golden columns with small particles on them.
Yan Shiyue said: "This is delicious! Da Xiren actually used it to feed the horses? It's such a waste..."
One of them had been cut into several pieces. She held one piece with a handkerchief and handed it to Emperor Ming Yan.
Emperor Mingyan refused to take it and glared at her: "You're giving me food to feed the horses?"
Yan Shiyue disagreed: "They feed the horses because they are short-sighted and don't know the treasure. We must not do such a thing of wasting natural resources."
She took it directly and took a bite herself: "If you don't eat it, I will. If I hadn't been thinking about giving it to Aye first, I would have been drooling under the stove."
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Emperor Ming Yan held his forehead with his hand.
Regardless of whether it tastes good or not, it really looks ugly when eaten raw like this.
Then Yan Shiyue handed it to Huo Qijing's mouth, "Ajing, try it."
Then Emperor Ming Yan saw that Huo Qijing smiled, held her hand and gently took a bite.
How dare you do this in front of him! This brat is really bold! Emperor Ming Yan snorted, "You can leave now."
Huo Qijing quickly bowed and left. Yan Shiyue came up to him, broke off a bunch of corn kernels, and handed them to his mouth: "Father, I won't lie to you, it's super delicious! We won the battle and got new food. This is called double happiness! A sign of prosperity!"
Emperor Ming Yan was somewhat pleased with what she said, so he took it in his hands and looked at it carefully.
Then he tried to put it in his mouth. It tasted sweet and sticky. Emperor Ming Yan took up the corn cob on the plate and looked at it carefully: "Is this not edible? The seeds, are they the small yellow grains?"
Yan Shiyue nodded as he ate. Emperor Ming Yan asked, "How much can be produced per mu?"
Yan Shiyue said: "It should be about a thousand pounds, right?
These days, the yield of beans per mu is only about 400 to 500 kilograms, while the yield of wheat per mu is about 500 to 600 kilograms, which is almost doubled.
Emperor Ming Yan's eyes instantly became sharp: "Really?"
She nodded, and Emperor Mingyan slapped her on the back: "Then you still ate it? How many kinds did you keep?"
Yan Shiyue felt aggrieved: "If I don't let you taste it, how can I ask you to believe it! I only cooked a few!"
Just a few? Emperor Ming Yan bent his fingers, tapped her head, took a piece from the plate, and ate it bit by bit.
You still ate it even though you were so disgusted! Yan Shiyue snorted and went out.
Huo Qijing was still outside, not wearing armor, in a green shirt, with wet black hair. When she saw him like this, her heart softened and she held his hand: "Come on, Jing, I'll take you to eat something delicious!"
The two of them walked away holding hands.
In the tent, Emperor Mingyan snorted.
He did his business first, called someone over and asked about the situation.
First, they sent people to interrogate the prisoners of war from Daxi. According to them, they called this kind of grain "Yumai" and it was brought from Daxi's country. Not many of them were planted and it had only been planted for a few years. The yield per mu was indeed over a thousand kilograms, but no one had ever eaten it, so they used it to feed horses.
Emperor Ming Yandi directly named it "Imperial Wheat" and ordered people to stay and guard the field. He also asked people to bring the old year's jade wheat to take a look, and asked the prisoners of war to write down the planting method, and prepare to send it to Qinzhou when they return, so that they can try to plant it.
After the arrangements were made, Emperor Ming Yan ate a few grains of Yumai and could not help but think of Huo Qijing's answer just now.
He asked him: "If you want to serve the Lord, you cannot lead the army. If you want to lead the army, you cannot serve the Lord. How do you want to choose?"
This question was very tricky. Huo Qijing said calmly, "Your Majesty, I don't want to have both."
Emperor Mingyan asked, "How can we have both?"
Huo Qijing said: "Yue'er is not only the imperial princess, but also the daughter of Lord Yan. If I marry her with this status, I can have the best of both worlds."
Oh, you have a nice idea! Emperor Ming Yan said coldly: "I want to give her the honor of an imperial princess before the marriage."
In other words, I don’t agree!
Huo Qijing said: "Your Majesty, Yue'er doesn't like a prince consort who does nothing. When I joined the army, Yue'er was also very supportive."
Emperor Mingyan said: "This is a different time. After the marriage, I don't want Yue'er to be worried. If you can't give up your military status, I will choose another prince consort for Yue'er."
"Your Majesty," Huo Qijing knelt down and said calmly, "Yue'er and I are one and the same. We will not be separated. Everything is based on this premise. If any problem arises, we will work together to find a solution. It's not that I don't want to bear it alone, but that's too complicated. It's better to find a solution from her side."
"For example, if I want to marry a princess and join the army, I can solve it as I said before. If Yue'er doesn't want me to be idle, and Your Majesty doesn't want her to be frightened, Your Majesty, after this battle, I would like to be transferred back to the capital."
Emperor Ming Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
This idea is actually his idea.
If they could win this battle, Daxi would almost be the end of their country, so even if he stayed here, he would be useless. Yan Shiyue was also coming of age this year, and he couldn't just send him to the Northwest Pass and let the young couple live apart.
Yan Shiyue came in at this time.
Emperor Ming Yan did not give him an answer.
He hesitated for a moment and told Gu Jiuxing, "Call Cheng Yuan."
The army rested for a while, celebrated a little, and then continued forward.
Yan Shiyue was so bold that she secretly ground some cornmeal and ground it into a fine powder. She gave each person a small bowl of the paste and made small corn cakes, each as big as the palm of a hand. Emperor Ming Yan ate the cakes while patting her in the face. In his heart, he really approved of this imperial wheat.
We marched all the way without encountering any resistance.
It's just that the weather was too hot. Emperor Ming Yan was naturally afraid of heat. After twenty years of living a life of luxury, he felt a little uncomfortable when he suddenly put on armor and marched under the scorching sun.
Fortunately, I had the magical medicine Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, so I didn’t fall ill, but just had a poor appetite.
Emperor Ming Yan did not want to affect the morale of the troops, so he did not show any armor on the surface. He only took off his armor and relaxed when he stopped to rest.
Yan Chengyuan ordered the army to avoid the two hours at noon and only march in the morning and evening, but it was still unbearably hot.
From morning till night, Yan Shiyue prepared different kinds of food for Emperor Ming Yan. She even picked up the jelly she had made before and made a batch to share with everyone, but Emperor Ming Yan still didn't eat much.
Yan Shiyue saw it all and was worried. He discussed it with Gu Jiuxing every day, with a worried look on his face.
The closer they got to the Daxibie Palace, the more prosperous it became. As soon as the army stopped, Yan Shiyue took his men to the nearby villages to find something delicious.
Wherever the army went, there was a huge momentum, and the people of course avoided it, and it could be said that ten out of ten houses were empty. Yan Shiyue had no choice but to find something to eat and leave a little silver, just as if he had bought it.
She found a small piece of tender celery in a family's vegetable garden. Thinking that she could make vinegar celery for Emperor Ming Yan, she asked everyone to collect it, then went into the room and placed a small piece of silver on the table.
Suddenly, something fell down behind him. Jia and several others drew their swords and pointed at that place, shouting, "Who is it? Come out!"
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