Prince Ping said in a deep voice, "Indeed, the soybean cultivation method in Tongzhou was given by Ah Ying. After Liangzhou adopted it, the soybean production this year doubled, and the tax revenue was much better than in previous years. It is also because of this that we were able to hold out for so long this year and finally achieve victory."
In previous years, food was not sufficient, so we were restricted when fighting.
Unlike this year, we let go and went to war with the idea of driving the barbarians back to their homeland without any worries.
"I second the motion! The princess must not go to Northern Yan!"
"How could the princess, with her great talent, work for Northern Yan? I urge Your Majesty to reconsider!"
"I second the motion..."
The ministers in the court spoke one after another. Even those who didn't know Ji Changying well before, from the moment they knew that she made potatoes and sweet potatoes, Ji Changying was no longer just a princess in their hearts.
Ji Fengshou was stunned.
He didn't expect that his daughter, who usually keeps a low profile, would be more popular than him, her old father, at the critical moment?
After all, he has been in the court for such a long time, but he is like a transparent person.
It turns out that his daughter has never been to court for a single day, yet she is so popular.
The harvest season is hesitant.
Forget it, I'd better go home and find a good position to lie down!
"My grandson disagrees! Liangzhou's grain production has doubled, and the implementation of potatoes and sweet potatoes has only been halfway completed. All of this is due to the princess's efforts! The princess is crucial to our Dali in the next two years!"
Zhongli Zhou and others had almost finished speaking when he stepped forward to add something.
As if he didn't exist, right? People were being robbed right under his nose.
Emperor Mingde turned to look at Ji Changying: "Hehua, you..."
Wuyouzi looked at Ji Changying solemnly and said, "Princess, what I said is not alarmist. From the moment your soul returns to its place, you are no longer just an ordinary person. I hope that Princess will have great love and bless the world. Otherwise, everything today is just a mirage. When you wake up from the dream, dust will return to dust, and earth will return to earth."
Ji Changying stared at Wuyouzi, and he remained calm and let her look at him.
"It was you who helped Beiyan calculate the potatoes and sweet potatoes before, wasn't it you?"
"It's the old Taoist." Wuyouzi admitted frankly.
The group of people suddenly realized that it was no wonder that they always felt that the name sounded familiar.
It turned out to be the wandering Taoist who had once boasted that during the Dali period, "the harvest would be plentiful and the house would be filled with abundance"!
"It's you." Ji Changying sighed.
"I can go to Beiyan with you."
Ji Changying turned and looked at Emperor Mingde: "However, I want to go to Beiyan as an official of the Dali period!"
This Taoist priest had some special qualities. After what happened, although she still had some doubts about such supernatural things, she already had respect for him in her heart.
Especially since Wuyouzi had warned her many times, she really couldn't turn a blind eye.
What's more, this is not to make things difficult for her, but just to make the best use of her strengths.
"allow!"
After Emperor Mingde's resounding answer, Wuyouzi finally felt relieved and immediately began to prepare to detoxify Jiang Qianruo and Emperor Mingde.
The people present were shocked: "The emperor has also been poisoned?"
Wuyouzi nodded seriously: "Yes, but I didn't have time to activate it, so it seems that nothing happened."
The capital city was filled with the smell of blood, and everyone could hear the commotion at night clearly.
The screams from the officials' house drifted far away, but ordinary people were living in peace and kept their doors closed and did not go out.
When it was daybreak, he quietly opened the door a crack and stuck his head out to look out.
The streets were completely quiet, as if the noise and smell of blood from last night had never existed.
When Ji Changying and the others returned home, Ren Dongnan and Ji Mingxue were guarding a room with their guards.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he subconsciously raised the knife in his hand and looked over. Seeing that it was Ji Fengshou and the others, his face instantly burst into joy: "How are you? What about the palace? Is everything okay?"
Ji Fengshou stepped forward and comforted them, "It's okay, everything is okay. Everyone, put down your knives and tidy up your house."
Ren Dongnan breathed a sigh of relief.
After staying up all night, I feel really tired.
When Ji Changying sent him back to his room, she told him, "Prince Xiao and the Grand Master have both been captured. It was the Grand Master's disciples who came to arrest them."
When Ren Dongnan heard this, he was stunned. It took him a long time to let out a sigh: "I'm finally going to die."
In the prison.
The Grand Master had gray hair and an old face. The skin on his face hung over his bones like dead bark. He looked very old and frail, not at all as light as before.
Wuyouzi stood in front of him and looked at him: "Mingjing, I didn't expect that you and I would meet again and it would be like this."
The Grand Master sneered, "Hypocritical! I have nothing to say now that I'm in your hands. Go ahead!"
"Master gave you this name in the hope that your mind would be as clear as a mirror. However, I didn't expect that you would have excessive desires and create so many sins after entering the world. I have been tracking you for many years and finally found you."
"Don't worry, after I have resolved the calamity in Beiyan, I will go to the underground to apologize to Master. I will go ahead today."
The Grand Master listened coldly. He felt both surprised and expected at the outcome today.
"Master, you just don't like me. Why bother saying so much? Please also take care of the evildoer I gave birth to for me!"
Closing his eyes, the Grand Master sat cross-legged on the ground and said no more.
Wuyouzi sighed and raised his hand to cover the Grand Master's head.
Soon a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and his hand dropped.
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