The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Emperor Hongzhi led all the officials, ignoring the cold outside the palace, waiting outside the hall.

The cold wind blew across his cheeks, and Yan Chengjin, like all the officials, held his hands and looked at the gate of Guangting.

I saw a figure of a Confucian scholar slowly approaching.

Li Zhaofan brought equipment into the palace, and there were several servants of the Yan Mansion who helped to carry the equipment.

Li Dongyang was excited. My son Zhaofan was treated so politely by His Majesty, but he was still a commoner.

Just these hundred steps were enough to bring honor to the family.

He was immersed in the honor of his imagination, but suddenly, a steady and peaceful voice broke the silence:

"Li Zhaofan, hurry up, His Majesty can't wait."

In fact, Yan Chengjin felt that it was too cold outside the palace and wanted to go back to the warm room to warm up.

Li Zhaofan raised his legs and ran quickly, but the trained servants of the Yan Mansion ran faster than him.

In a moment, he arrived in front of the warm room.

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't wait any longer and said anxiously, "No need to salute, start squeezing."

Li Zhaofan nodded slightly, lifted the quilt, revealing the freshly steamed peanut iron cake, which was placed on the oil tank.

Throw the rope over, hang it on the beam, and hang the striker.

The servants hit it hard, and the striker hit the peanut iron cake, squeezing it into a ball, dripping a thin line of oil.

It's like ice melting and gathering into water.

The fragrance is everywhere, and the steam spreads.

It's this fragrant smell!

Emperor Hongzhi and the officials were so shocked that their bodies trembled slightly. They opened their mouths and watched the oil, which was bigger than urine, fall into the earthenware jar.

"There is so much oil hidden in this peanut."

"It's simply a divine object born to squeeze oil."

The officials sighed, it was too fragrant.

Emperor Hongzhi turned his head and looked for Yan Chengjin: "Where did this peanut come from? I have never heard of it."

"Reporting to your majesty, this is Liu Banban from the East Palace, who brought back foreign goods from Mangala." Yan Chengjin said.

Emperor Hongzhi thought of the thin but handsome eunuch.

Although sesame and rapeseed can produce oil, the amount of oil squeezed out is far less than that of peanuts.

And Liu Jin's contribution is no less than that of the eunuch Sanbao.

He took a deep breath and shouted: "Call Liu Jin, I want to reward him!"

Your majesty, Liu Jin is on a business trip.

Yan Chengjin didn't know how to answer for a while. In your majesty's eyes, Liu Jin became a great hero. Is it considered persecuting loyal people?

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Emperor Hongzhi and all the officials were surprised, and their eyes fell on Xiao Jing.

The eunuchs in the palace were all under the supervision of the Sili.

Xiao Jing panicked. Liu Jin disappeared a few months ago. Where can he find him?

"Your Majesty, please let Lord Yan announce it. I can't."

The officials were even more surprised. The festive and peaceful atmosphere became strange.

Yan Chengjin coughed dryly: "Liu Jin entered the palace since he was young. Considering that he was deeply favored by the emperor, the court issued an order to promote Mandarin, so he took the lead and went outside the capital to promote Mandarin.

Perhaps, he will not come back alive in this life, Your Majesty, please don't worry."

Li Dongyang was puzzled. No matter how big the Ming Dynasty was, it would end.

Even if he went to the farthest Hainan, he would come back in half a year, right?

"Where did Eunuch Liu go?" Emperor Hongzhi was also puzzled.

"Tartar..."

Emperor Hongzhi was speechless. Now was the time when the two countries were at war. Going to Tartar to promote Mandarin was not a provocation?

"Who sent him, the prince?" Emperor Hongzhi suppressed his anger: "It must be the prince."

Yan Chengjin did not speak.

The attention of Emperor Hongzhi and the officials fell on peanut oil again.

After a while, most of the oil in the earthenware jar dripped.

Yan Chengjin suggested: "Your Majesty, why not make two more fried chickens? All the officials have tasted them just now, except your Majesty and Eunuch Xiao."

Xiao Jing was overjoyed, you finally said something sensible.

Emperor Hongzhi rolled his throat inadvertently, shook his head and sighed: "I don't eat it, it's too wasteful, send it to the kitchen."

Yan Chengjin couldn't help but remind: "Your Majesty, these are peanuts I brought from home."

Peanut oil can be given to you, but it can't be given for free.

Emperor Hongzhi knew that he wanted to reward him, but he ignored him and said to Li Zhaofan: "Li Aiqing's adopted son has made great contributions, and he will be awarded two thousand taels of silver."

"Student thanks you!"

Li Zhaofan bowed slightly, his calm and steady posture was exactly the same as Li Dongyang.

Emperor Hongzhi was very satisfied, and he had the style of Li Dongyang.

Li Dongyang was so excited that his face flushed. He was happier to hear Emperor Hongzhi praise his son than to praise him.

Since the death of his fourth brother, the adopted son has become a lonely and unfortunate person.

Unexpectedly, there will be such great fortune.

"How about promoting this peanut to the world?"

Emperor Hongzhi turned around and looked at the officials.

All the officials lowered their heads. The court's decree was difficult to issue. Some counties did not plant it even after receiving the decree.

"Your Majesty, we don't know the harvest of this thing, nor its season, let alone this thing is not a staple food.

If you change crops rashly, I don't know how many people will go hungry in the world!"

After all, arable land is limited. If you plant one thing, you can't plant others.

And it concerns the lives of the people, they may not listen.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded.

Yan Chengjin agreed with Liu Jian's advice.

Just like the farmers in later generations, planting corn this year and peanuts next year, changing crops is a very risky thing.

It is possible to have no harvest and waste a year.

Li Dongyang sighed: "It's a pity that such a good thing cannot be promoted."

"I have one thing I don't know..."

Emperor Hongzhi stared at Yan Chengjin and almost yelled: "Hurry up and tell me, are you trying to drive me crazy?"

It seems that he had a conditioned reflex, and Yan Chengjin decided to change his catchphrase next time.

He pondered for a moment before saying: "Your Majesty, do you still remember that there is a Tuntian Camp in the Beijing Camp?"

"You can order the soldiers of the Tuntian Camp to go to Guangxi to cultivate. There are large tracts of fertile wasteland waiting to be reclaimed."

"After the wasteland is opened, no matter what the harvest is, it will not affect the staple food of the people."

"The peanuts received can be sold to Liangxiang, and pressed into oil like official salt, and flow into the market, so that the people can eat oil."

In later generations, Guangxi was also a major grain-producing province, not lower than Jiangnan.

But it was as desolate as Hainan, a place of exile.

First, there were few people, and second, the people had no iron tools to open up wasteland.

Letting the Tuntian Camp go to open up wasteland specifically would be different.

Emperor Hongzhi doubted: "Such a desolate place can produce grain?"

"Your Majesty, why not send someone to go first? I recommend Li Kang."

Li Kang and Xu Jinzhong went to Hainan together to open up wasteland.

In terms of planting alone, Xu Jinzhong is far inferior to Li Kang. If the land in Guangxi can be reclaimed five hundred years in advance, it will also be a feat.

Emperor Hongzhi thought it made sense. There was nothing to plant in winter, and the Tuntianying camp was in the capital, and it was also eating military pay in vain.

Soon, he ordered the cabinet to issue an edict to mobilize 2,000 Tuntianying soldiers to Guangxi.

"I have found that the Tuntianying camp is becoming more and more important."

Kunning Palace,

Zhu Houzhao stole a roasted chicken in Yan's mansion and presented it to Empress Zhang: "Mother, my father said you couldn't eat, so I brought you fried chicken."

Wei Tai broke off a chicken leg and placed it in front of Empress Zhang.

Empress Zhang gently tore off some and put it in her mouth, and suddenly, she spit it out uncomfortably.

"Your Majesty, do you think it tastes bad?" Zhu Houzhao blinked.

"No, I may miss my brother too much. I wonder if your uncle can return to the Ming Dynasty in this life."

Although Emperor Hongzhi ordered to keep silent.

But Empress Zhang hinted that her brother went to sea.

"Your Majesty, the emperor is here."

Emperor Hongzhi walked into the bedroom, saw the roast chicken on the desk, and started to eat.

"Sent from the kitchen? It tastes good, I like it."

Seeing that Emperor Hongzhi had no intention of leaving half.

Zhu Houzhao felt very distressed and deliberately provoked: "The roast chicken that my father ate was fried with a full can of oil."

Emperor Hongzhi choked.

He looked up at Zhu Houzhao and said: "I will eat all the bones, so that they will not be wasted."