Heng Yu firmly gained the upper hand in this fight with the cabinet.

Under the gaze of everyone, he and Fang Yinguang were constantly changing their faces and started to swear each other until they felt that the temperature was almost done.

The cabinet will come to the Imperial Study today to discuss matters with Pei Hengyong. After discussing the important matters, Xiao Hongyun brought up the topic of asking Hengyu to enter the court to do things in advance.

Now that this matter has not been successful, it is unnecessary for them to stay. So the few people looked at each other, reached a consensus, and bowed down.

Heng Yu was not in a hurry to leave.

After everyone in the cabinet left the imperial study room, he handed the folding fan he promised to give to Pei Hengyong from his sleeve.

Pei Hengyong reached out to take the folding fan.

"What did your eighth brother draw on the folding fan, and what words did you mention?" Pei Hengyong did not rush to open the folding fan, but asked first.

Heng Yu didn't cooperate, "The third brother should read it yourself, there is no suspense if you say it."

Heng Yu did not reveal it, but Pei Hengyong felt a little curious. He learned Heng Yu's previous actions, and used his fingers in reverse, opening the folding fan in his hand with a "splash".

The content drawn on the fan was also exposed to Pei Hengyong's sight.

But when he saw clearly what was drawn on the fan, he couldn't help but be stunned.

A sword was painted on the fan.

A long sword.

It is very ordinary, and there is no trace of carving on the sword, only a jade pendant is falling on the hilt of the sword.

That is the imperial dragon pattern jade.

The jade pendant passed down to the hands of the Emperor Qing Dynasty, along with the imperial seal, is now hung on Pei Hengyong's waist.

If this was just an ordinary sword, Pei Hengyong would not lose his composure. But for some reason, when Pei Hengyong saw this sword, he actually felt that the sword was alive.

Or should I say that this sword was clearly drawn on the fan, but it gave Pei Hengyong an illusion that it seemed to be a real thing, but it was engraved on the fan for some unknown reason, but it could be broken at any time and fly out and the sword was aimed at the world.

Pei Hengyong used his fingers to describe the sword. The moment he touched it, he felt that his fingertips were cold and a chill spread from his fingertips.

"What kind of sword is the sword on this fan?" Pei Hengyong withdrew his somewhat distracting thoughts and turned his head to look at Hengyu.

Hengyu stood opposite Pei Hengyong and stared at the sword on the fan with him. "Using the emperor's dragon pattern jade as the pendant, naturally, only the emperor's sword can have such domineering aura."

"The Sword of the Emperor." Pei Hengyong laughed loudly when he heard the name, "What an emperor's sword."

"What does the meaning of my eighth brother draw such an emperor's sword to me?"

Heng Yu did not answer Pei Hengyong's question, but just smiled and said, "Don't the third brother look at what is drawn on the back of the folding fan?"

After hearing this, Pei Hengyong reacted.

All his attention was attracted by the sword just now, and he completely forgot that there were paintings and things on the back of the fan.

The front has brought such a surprise, so what is there on the back?

With such expectations, Pei Hengyong flipped the folding fan over.

The endless mountains and rivers are condensed on this small fan surface, showing Hengyu's superb painting skills.

Pei Hengyong's eyes were admiring and he carefully admired the painting above. Suddenly, his eyes were condensed-

It would be fine if he could accommodate mountains, rivers and rivers on such a small fan. He could actually see the fishing woodcutter and the figures of the farming in the small field...

Pei Hengyong is also a smart person. Without Hengyu's words, he had already guessed the purpose of Hengyu giving him such a folding fan.

The Emperor's Sword symbolizes the power of life and death in the hands of the emperor, and the small map of the country on the back symbolizes the emperor's world.

Heng Yu is explaining a truth in this way, that is, the emperor's world not only has mountains, rivers, and boundaries, but also the living people of the world.

"I will hold the folding fan given by my eighth brother every day." Pei Hengyong put away the folding fan and held it in his hand.

This folding fan is Hengyu's advice to Pei Hengyong. Wearing it every day is Pei Hengyong's response to Hengyong.

Heng Yu smiled calmly, as if the folding fan he gave did not contain any other special meaning, "It's good if the third brother likes it."

After revealing this topic, Heng Yu stayed to play a game of chess with Pei Hengyong before returning to his palace.

Under the custody of the palace maid, he changed into regular clothes and sat lazily. After the palace maid brought the tea, Heng Yu called Xiao Fuzi in and asked him to send a few people to the imperial village to clean up the place.

After all, tomorrow Pei Hengyong and cabinet ministers will go to his imperial village, so they will not neglect them even if they are cleaned up.

After the morning court the next day, Pei Hengyong, Hengyu and several ministers from the cabinet all boarded the carriage prepared in the palace and set off for Hengyu's imperial village under the escort of the guards.

Farmers who can manage the royal villages for the royal family are very good at farming. After Hengyu got the corn seeds, he sent someone to send the seeds to the imperial village.

He wrote down some of his experience in corn management, but the specific operation depends on farmers to figure out the specific operation. However, the corn has strong vitality, so the germination rate after planting the seeds he obtained is quite high.

However, because the Arab merchants did not know the benefits of corn, these seeds were just collected by them at will. The number of seeds was not large, and they barely planted half an acre of land.

Like Pei Hengyong and others, Hengyu was the first time he came to the imperial farm to see this batch of corn, but he was in a very calm mood, so the cabinet and others were different.

Is that an ordinary farmland? No!

In the eyes of the cabinet, this is just food that can be filled with granaries.

The group stood by the farmland, with the scorching sun on their heads.

Hengyu and Pei Hengyong were fine, but ministers like Xiao Hongyun who rarely exercised were sweating on their foreheads, but no one said anything. Fang Yinguang even walked out of the field in person and reached out to touch the corn's strong stems and rough leaves.

The eunuch took an umbrella and ran over to support Pei Hengyong. Pei Hengyong waved his hand and refused, but instead asked the eunuch to go over and hold an umbrella for Xiao Hongyun.

Xiao Hongyun thanked the emperor for his grace, but he did not force himself to support him.

Pei Hengyong personally picked up the hem of his clothes, stepped into the field, and approached to observe the corn stems.

Of course, neither he nor Fang Yinguang could be the master of this, so naturally there was no sign of it.

Heng Yu ordered Xiao Fuzi, and Xiao Fuzi hurriedly ran away. Soon, Xiao Fuzi brought Old Man Feng, who was specifically responsible for managing this farmland.

When Old Man Feng was called over, his whole body was trembling slightly.

He is a farmer facing loess. He has been dealing with farmland all his life. He was chosen to manage the imperial village because of his good farming skills. He never thought that he would meet the current emperor one day!

Old Man Feng quietly raised his eyes to look at the manager of the imperial village standing not far away, and learned his actions to salute the emperor, the prince and the officials.

Pei Hengyong was in the field now, waved his hand to avoid these false gifts, and instead asked several questions he was curious about.

These problems are very basic to Mr. Feng. Faced with the field he is good at, Mr. Feng relaxed a lot and his speech became smoother from the beginning.

Fang Yinguang's questions are more professional. From his questions, we can see that he has a certain understanding of agronomy. No wonder he has the ability to overwhelm other old foxes as the chief minister of the cabinet.

It was already noon when the group arrived, but because everyone had eaten some pastries on the way to make their stomachs, they came to see the corn test field after arriving at the imperial village.

At this time, the corn was not yet ripe, so several people asked some questions, but because Old Man Feng had never seen the corn after it matured, Pei Hengyong asked Old Man Feng to retreat after asking a few questions.

Heng Yu said with a chance: "Brother Third, the people in the village have prepared lunch. Let's go and have lunch before continuing to visit the farmland."

The ministers in the cabinet are not as good as Pei Hengyong. They are hungry and are too embarrassed to make things difficult for them.

Pei Hengyong received Hengyu's look and looked at the ministers following him. Except for Fang Yinguang and the Minister of War, the other ministers were still feeling calm.

"Thank you all for your hard work," Pei Hengyong said.

Several people from the cabinet quickly replied: "Your Majesty, you are polite."

"The final result will take another month. Let's go and have lunch for a short rest and go back." Pei Hengyong said.

I went out of the city just to see half acre of farmland, and after seeing it, I rushed back to the city. This is indeed a bit of trouble. But just thinking about the meaning of corn after it is planted, everyone thinks that such trouble is worth it.

A month later, there is a sumptuous busy farming season.

The half acre of corn planted in Huangzhuang was basically two or three corns were planted on the stems of each corn plant, and they were already full of grains and were ready to be picked.

After the news came back, even though there was psychological construction, Pei Hengyong was still very happy.

Heng Yu moved out of the palace half a month ago and moved into his Jin Prince's Mansion.

He spread the news of the corn harvest into the palace, and an hour later, Pei Hengyong's big reward was sent to his mansion.

Heng Yu didn't care about what Pei Hengyong gave, so he directly asked Xiao Fuzi to put all the rewards into the warehouse.

The cabinet also learned the news early. Several times when Hengyu saw Fang Yinguang and Zhao Song, the smiles on their faces were as gentle as seeing their old friends, so gentle that they could not be more gentle.

However, what they said during a chat with Heng Yu completely exposed their motives. The two of them always asked Heng Yu indirectly when he could hand over the corn seeds to the court. They also arranged for people to spread the corn seeds to farmers to plant them earlier.

One is the chief minister of the cabinet, and such a major event is naturally related to him. The other is the Minister of Revenue. The promotion and planting of the Ministry of Revenue must be done by the Ministry of Revenue.

Heng Yu was annoyed by the two of them. When he saw Zhao Song coming towards him this time, he immediately sighed: "I didn't expect that Lord Zhao was so concerned about the busy farming. Now the farmers in my farm are preparing to harvest corn and choose full seeds. You are so concerned about the busy farming, and I wonder if you are interested in harvesting corn yourself?"

Zhao Song: "..." He is used to being pampered and has no way to do these things.

After Fang Yinguang learned about Heng Yu and Zhao Song's conversation from others, the next time he met Heng Yu, he just smiled and bowed to Heng Yu without saying anything.

On the contrary, Heng Yu took the initiative to ask: "Master Fang is not curious about when the corn in my farm can be harvested?"

Fang Yinguang stroked his beard and shook his head calmly.

It's completely different from him who was too impatient two days ago.
Chapter completed!