At this point, he paused, scratched his face, and looked a little distressed. Then his eyes lit up, and he looked like he was asking me to hurry up.
"Have you figured it out, Yu'er?" The emperor asked with amusement when he saw his expression.
"I figured it out! The fish thinks that only by diving into the river can one know the depth. I have never farmed before, and the queen has only been farming for half a year. We are not as good as the common people. The fish thought, can we ask the common people to farm together? We don't need many people, just a little bit."
The little fat boy stretched out a fat finger, looking very excited.
His Majesty has been listening attentively and thinking about assigning some people to carry out the plan.
He originally thought that the little fool wanted to ask the palace maids and eunuchs to plant the seeds, so the emperor was thinking about how to teach him and make him happy.
Unexpectedly, the little guy's plan coincided with his.
Emperor Mingxi smiled and threw his son high into the air, saying, "Your Highness is truly a god."
The people are the foundation of the country.
Food is the root of the people.
Rice, millet, sorghum, wheat, and beans are the main foods nowadays. People in Mobei make a living by grazing, but they also grow millet and sorghum. The most planted crop in Dazhao is wheat, and a little further south, it is rice.
But rice is only harvested once a year and there are taxes.
How many ordinary people could afford paddy fields? Most of them rented land from landlords to farm.
The emperor used tough measures to curb land annexation, but he could not interfere with private transactions.
If the weather is good, a family of five can just barely make ends meet in a year.
If a natural disaster occurs, all efforts will be in vain.
The desire for food is deeply engraved in everyone's heart.
Those who have never experienced hunger cannot imagine such madness.
And His Majesty happened to have experienced this kind of hunger.
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