Everyone: Do you think we really can't understand?
Li Gaoyi was unhappy. That was clearly not what he meant. Why was Zhu Xiangming giving him such a nonsensical explanation?
He was about to speak when Zhu Xiangming interrupted him once again.
"Lord Li, His Majesty has instructed us to learn potato cultivation. I will take care of this part, but I will need you to look after the other part."
Li Gaoyi then left reluctantly.
Zhu Xiangming followed the others, took off his shoes and socks, and went into the water.
Everyone continued with their work as if nothing had happened.
Only Song Hanyan stared in the direction Li Gaoyi had left, his eyes flashing with cold light.
"Song Hanyan, push the seedling over here."
Upon hearing his wife's call, Song Hanyan's gaze softened instantly.
"They're here."
Following Nam Gyi's instructions, everyone was busy and having a great time.
In just three hours, all the seedlings in the wheelbarrow were planted in the field.
Zhu Xiangming rubbed his aching back and looked at the lush green seedlings in the field, his heart was instantly filled with joy.
Although he held a position in the Ministry of Revenue, he never worked in the fields.
Looking at Nanzhi, who was still inspecting the field, he couldn't help but ask, "Wouldn't it be better for you to just let them do it?"
Everyone's seedlings are growing well, but there are one or two that are crooked and leaning.
Nan Zhi stepped forward and helped him up, saying, "Lord Zhu doesn't understand. As an official who is the parents of the people, you should naturally put the people first. For example, in this kind of land, if an official doesn't know what the people really want, yet still fantasizes about making all the people well-fed and clothed, what's the difference between that and empty talk? Only by experiencing it firsthand can you understand the people's thoughts."
Zhu Xiangming was deeply impressed, and Jing Ji also thought it made perfect sense. He took out his notebook and wrote down Nan Zhi's words without missing a single one.
Zhu Xiangming: "Doesn't the professor at Nanjing University think he values the people more than imperial power?"
Nan Zhi smiled and said, "Your Excellency is overthinking things. I believe His Majesty's wish is for the people to be well-fed and clothed, and for the country to be peaceful and prosperous. But if the people are not at peace, how can the country last long, let alone the imperial power? I am just a village woman, I don't understand the intrigues in your court, I'll just focus on farming."
The country is prosperous and the people are well-fed and clothed.
Zhu Xiangming listened blankly, realizing that the woman in front of him was no ordinary village woman.
Such foresight and insight are beyond the reach of a mere village woman!
He walked up to Nanzhi, bowed deeply, and said, "Your wisdom is profound; I admire you greatly!"
Nan Zhi doesn't care about foresight or anything like that; all she wants is to farm well, open a restaurant, and then get rich!
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