Chen Ren was in the field, counting until he was dizzy and could not finish counting.

Although he is middle-aged, he is still just a weak scholar.

I kept bending over and counting. After a long time, I couldn't even straighten my waist.

Coupled with what Zhu Houzhao said just now without lowering his voice, Chen Ren thought about it from time to time and felt a mouthful of old blood in his chest.

In the end, he had no choice but to go to the emperor to apologize.

"Your Majesty, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't question Uncle Yong Xi in advance before seeing the real thing."

Li Dongyang on the side glanced at him casually and said with a smile: "Master Chen, are you ready for the count?"

Chen Ren smiled apologetically: "Haha, I can't count."

"But without counting, I know that what Yong Xibo said is true."

"It turns out that this grain yielding more than 20 shi per acre is really available!"

"Oh, I'm afraid it's more than twenty stones."

"According to the output of Yongxibo's field, I'm afraid there are thirty stones!"

"It's really inappropriate for a lower official to be so ignorant."

"Congratulations to Your Majesty for acquiring this magical object. It is really a joy to congratulate our Ming Dynasty for its prosperous fortune!"

In order not to continue counting, Chen Ren lost the momentum he had just faced off against Zhao Ce and others in the Nuan Pavilion.

He flattered Emperor Hongzhi without blushing at all.

Zhao Ce smiled indifferently, while Li Dongyang on the side snorted softly.

Chen Ren quickly turned to Li Dongyang: "Mr. Li Ge is worthy of being the first scholar in our Ming Dynasty. The apprentice he taught is not only a great talent, but also a lucky star in our Ming Dynasty!"

"We have never heard of this kind of food."

"Even if you put it in front of us, I'm afraid we wouldn't recognize it."

"Uncle Yong Xi is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable, which is beyond our reach."

After another round of flattery, Emperor Hongzhi coughed lightly and finally responded.

Chen Ren is the Minister of Household Affairs, and he is not an unknown minor official.

Since he took the initiative to build the ladder, we still have to take advantage of the situation and let him step down.

Emperor Hongzhi said gently: "My dear, you have also worked hard for a long time today."

"Since it has been confirmed that what Yong Xibo said is true, I will not count the sweet potato vines for the time being."

Chen Ren quickly thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your understanding."

"but......"

Emperor Hongzhi changed the subject.

"There is indeed something wrong with what you said when you were at Nuan Pavilion."

"If this spreads out, I'm afraid it will be bad for Yong Xibo's reputation."

The implication was that he wanted to apologize to Zhao Ce.

If you don’t apologize, who knows whether you are really convinced or fake?

Chen Ren also understood the meaning.

He, a man who has been an official for many years and still holds an important position, apologized to a young boy.

If this is to be spread, colleagues should not talk about it for a long time?

But Li Dongyang on the side looked at him eagerly, and the prince also stared closely...

Liu Jian and others ignored the matter and just stared at the sweet potatoes in front of them.

Chen Ren could only walk up to Zhao Ce and bow his hands to him.

"Uncle Yongxi, it was my fault just now..."

Zhao Ce chuckled.

"If Master Chen is still doubtful, you can go over and count the sweet potato vines again at any time."

Chen Ren quickly waved his hand: "I won't count anymore. I won't count anymore."

"No more doubts!"

Seeing him like this, Li Dongyang touched the beard on his chin and felt relieved a lot.

He smiled and said: "Although Lord Chen is also a Jinshi, he is still much older than my disciple."

"But you can't always sit in a high hall or ride a big horse, so it limits your horizons, doesn't it?"

People who are officials in the same dynasty only want to be harmonious and make money.

Li Dongyang is the same, he is basically kind and gentle to everyone, and he will not offend anyone.

But today, he showed off his old face and spoke out again and again to fight back against Chen Ren for the sake of his apprentice.

When Zhao Ce was in the county, his wife Li Xiucai was a very protective person.

He can scold his own students, but he doesn't allow others to scold him.

Today's Li Dongyang is incomparable in age and seniority to Li Xiucai.

But the two people's ability to protect their shortcomings is comparable.

The difference is.

The first one is more simple and crude. If you don’t understand, just roll up your sleeves.

The other is much more refined, scolding people and quoting scriptures, which makes you feel ashamed.

Sitting in a high hall and riding a big horse, isn't it a satire that Chen Ren is just an empty shell and has no ability?

Although Chen Ren doesn't understand sweet potatoes, he still knows these allusions.

He blushed and groaned twice, and in the end he could only hold back one sentence: "Old Li Ge...the lesson is..."

"After I return home, I will definitely reflect on it!"

Li Dongyang looked at him with a smile and seemed to be a little satisfied.

Liu Jian and others on the side all smacked their lips secretly.

Fortunately, although they were also suspicious just now, they didn't say anything too outrageous.

Otherwise, I'm afraid Li Dongyang would even dare to fight against them.

Tsk tsk...

This Chen Ren's face was blue and his shoes were full of mud.

First, he was tricked by Zhao Ce into counting sweet potato vines, and then he was scolded by Li Dongyang.

The dignified court officials looked like beaten dogs in the water.

Is this the consequence of provoking these two masters and disciples?

The scene fell silent again for a while.

Emperor Hongzhi saw that Chen Ren had changed his mind and did not intend to dwell on the matter anymore.

After all, there are more important things to solve now.

Emperor Hongzhi asked Zhao Ce directly: "Uncle Yongxi, when you planted before, you should have a clear quantity?"

"Approximately how many sweet potato vines are there in this acre of land?"

Zhao Ce pays great attention to the plants in the greenhouse.

He immediately reported a number: "On one acre of land, about 1,500 sweet potato seedlings can be planted."

"One sweet potato seedling can produce about two kilograms of sweet potatoes, which adds up to about three thousand kilograms."

"Three thousand catties..."

Zhong Zhong on the side murmured and asked in disbelief: "Three, how many stones are three thousand catties?"

"I, I made a mistake in my calculations?"

Zhu Houzhao, who has made rapid progress in arithmetic nowadays, affirmed: "Sir, it is about twenty-five stones."

"How much did you count?"

"Two, twenty-five stones..."

Zhong Zhong repeated this number, his face full of disbelief.

"This, so much..."

Everyone present was shocked by the number and felt numb.

No matter how unbelievable it is, the facts are right in front of you.

The yield per mu is twenty-five shi of grain.

Even if the people allocate half an acre to planting, the whole family will not have to worry about food for a year!

In Zhong Zhong's eyes, he could see the piles of grain piled up in warehouses everywhere.

When there is a disaster, he will still be searching and seconding here and there?

Thinking of this, Zhong Zhong suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Ce dreamily.

His hands were trembling with excitement, and he grabbed Zhao Ce's hand.
Chapter completed!