Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting on the ridge of the field, with his hands naturally resting on his legs, just like an old farmer who wanted to take a break after working in the field.

The old man's eyes calmly swept over the faces of the courtiers in front of him, and he sighed quietly.

Yu Xin, Wang Jun and others' hearts jumped for no reason. His Majesty, who was so good, actually said that he was at fault?

No room for overthinking.

The person kneeling at the front immediately raised his hands and slapped them on the ground.

"Your Majesty is the Holy Emperor, why do you say this?"

"Today we are blessed with a yield of thirty kilograms of sweet potatoes per mu, which is a matter of celebration for both heaven and earth."

"The Holy Emperor's merits are immeasurable, and the whole world surrenders to him."

The ministers were chirping, just like the forest birds in the dense jungle on Shenlie Mountain, engaged in chirping day and night.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, stuffed the record text in his hand into his sleeve, and said quietly: "I have been on the throne for twenty-seven years. Every year, the local area is hit by disasters, and the people starve to death. The people are hungry and poor, so what reputation do we have? To be a saint? Ashamed."

Yu Xin raised his head fiercely.

"Your Majesty!"

Wang Jun and other officials also looked frightened and said one after another: "Your Majesty, you must not do this!"

They are really scared.

Because the yield of sweet potatoes is thirty kilograms per mu, and the emperor is praised as a saint descended from heaven, even if all the credit goes to the emperor alone, it is a good thing for everyone.

But if the emperor, because he is so sad now, ends up issuing an edict against himself, that would be a big mistake for his ministers.

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed, patted his butt and stood up.

Looking at the courtiers kneeling on the ground in front of them.

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke in a deep voice: "I am not an emperor who enjoys great achievements, nor am I a person who seeks fame and fame. The cultivation of sweet potatoes in the Ming Dynasty is like a child learning to walk, just taking three or five steps. One thing will be a blessing in the future, and everything will be a blessing in the future?< /p>

I do not want to be the monarch of the former Song Dynasty. I don’t want to live up to my reputation, and I don’t like to be unworthy of merit. Today, I will not allow you to beg, and I hope that you will not mention it again in the future.”

Yu Xin and others did not expect that the emperor would be so decisive, and even use the previous king's affairs to warn them, those who are admonishing today.

Although the emperor did not say what would happen if they mentioned this matter again in the future, he thought that if he really did not listen to what he said today, he might have to go to Jinyiwei.

I heard that the most recent member of the Jinyiwei family, named Zhang Hui, has made great achievements in interrogation matters, and the sages from Taiyuan Hospital value him very much.

Zhu Yunxi looked strange at this time.

A certain Zhao had such a face that he was slapped severely by the old man hundreds of years after his death.

When Zhu Yunxi started to fantasize about whether someone Zhao would jump crazy because he knew about this matter.

Zhu Yuanzhang had already looked at his eldest grandson with kind eyes: "What your grandson said today is excellent. Now the sweet potato yield of thirty shi per mu is due to the work of the supervisors in Shanglinyuan. We must not fail to reward and value it."

Reward!"

Zhu Yunxi's eyes flashed.

Seeing the old man looking at him with unclear eyes, he immediately bent down and handed over his hands: "Grandpa Shengming."

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed and turned to look at Yuan Sutai and the other Shanglinyuan officials present.

"Today we have a sweet potato yield of thirty dan per mu, and the supervisor of Shanglinyuan has made great contributions."

In front of the sweet potato field, the breath of the officials could not help but stagnate.

Everyone knows that Shanglinyuan Prison will become prosperous again this time.

Many people inevitably have a trace of jealousy and envy in their hearts.

How long did it take for the Shanglinyuan Supervisor to be upgraded from a small yamen with no sense of presence in the court to a third-rank yamen of the ministries and departments.

Your Majesty will probably continue to serve as supervisor of Shanglinyuan Yuan Sutai.

Is it necessary to upgrade the Shanglinyuan Supervisory Office again?

Ranked among the six ministries and the Metropolitan Procuratorate?

While everyone is envious and waiting.

Yuan Sutai and a group of officials from Shanglinyuan Prison had crowded to the emperor's feet at the foot of the field ridge.

"I dare not claim credit for my humble work."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: "I will give Yuan Sutai, the supervisor of Linyuan, the title of young master. I will reward him with an eight-beam crown and a python suit. I will also grant his wife a title."

This grace is great!

Under the ridge, not only Yuan Sutai himself, but also all the remaining officials were shocked and surprised.

The emperor almost gave Yuan Sutai the greatest reward.

If you look closely, there is no one present who can surpass Yuan Sutai in official rank.

Not even Zhai Shan, the newly appointed Minister of Civil Affairs, can!

Young Master, from the First Grade Crane Dahongpao.

Literary and honorary scholars of all ranks share the same rank.

Yuan Sutai's wife also has a royal title.

This is the highest reward that the Ming Dynasty could give Yuan Sutai.

As for the first-class Grand Master, only Li Shanchang could obtain it in the early days of the Kingdom.

Before everyone can finish marveling.

Zhu Yuanzhang has already spoken again: "All the ministers and workers in the Shanglin Garden Supervision will be promoted to the first level."

Really, one person has achieved enlightenment and the chicken and the dog have ascended to heaven.

Yuan Sutai was rewarded with the highest rank, and the officials of Shanglinyuan Prison were also promoted to one level.

It is true that rain and dew are equally affected, no matter how thick or thin it is.

For a moment, all the officials on the sweet potato ground were silent, and they were all filled with envy.

Yuan Sutai, who had just been crying for a long time because of the confirmation of the sweet potato yield, almost failed to control his emotions again.

From a first-grade young master.

Although he is from the first rank, he is also a senior member of the first rank!

Yuan Sutai felt that his liver and gallbladder were trembling uncontrollably at this moment. The emperor gave it to me, and I dare not refuse.

Yuan Sutai bowed to the ground.

"Your Majesty Yuan Sutai, I accept the order and express my gratitude!"

"I accept the order and thank you!"

"Long live my emperor."

Zhai Shan, who was behind the officials, smiled slightly, prostrated himself on the ground, and led the officials to shout: "My emperor is wise."

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"Your Majesty is truly a saint!"

In the Shanglinyuan Prison, by the Qianhu Lake at the foot of Shenlie Mountain, Yu Xin, whose knees were covered with dust, stood in a field planted with unknown crops, looking at the road ahead after seeing off the emperor, prince and others. Five groups of officials muttered in low voices.

Wang Jun stood next to him, with his hands in his sleeves, tilting his head and looking at Yu Xin: "What's the explanation?"

Yu Xin was stunned for a moment, blinking and looking at Wang Jun, as if to confirm whether the old man really didn't understand or pretended not to understand.

After a while, Yu Xin didn't see any clue.

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He could only speak in a low voice: "Your Majesty is not rewarding Yuan Sutai and the supervisor of Shanglin Garden. This is clearly a reward for the grandson."

When Wang Jun heard this, he suddenly woke up, his eyes lit up, and he whispered in a panic: "There is no reward to prevent the trees from showing off in the forest?"

Yu Xin nodded: "The more your Majesty behaves like this, the more stable your grandson's position will be..."

The emperor took such careful care of his grandson that the Ming Dynasty now has sweet potatoes with a yield of thirty shi per mu because of his grandson. Logically speaking, the greatest contribution should be made by the grandson, but he just happened to be in the sweet potato field. Over there, Yuan Sutai and the supervisor of Shangliyuan were fully rewarded, but they did not say a word about the grandson's contribution, and even deliberately avoided it.

Rewards and punishments, in many cases, cannot simply be viewed superficially.

Involuntarily, Yu Xin thought of King Qin who was recently recalled to Yingtian and punished to kneel in the Ancestral Temple.

Could it be that the things King Qin did and the sins he suffered were not because of his grandson?

Yu Xin shook his head silently.

However, Wang Jun seemed to have been enlightened by his words, and whispered in a low voice: "If this is the case, then your Majesty will give Yuan Sutai the position of young master that has been vacant for twenty-seven years today. I am afraid there will be something wrong with him." I'm just waiting to beat the officials."

After he finished speaking, Wang Jun felt as if a cool breeze was blowing behind his back, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Yu Xin nodded, with an unsightly look on his face: "Why did Zhan Zishan resign and beg for his body? That's why he saw this clearly. Your Majesty now only cares about whether the minister is really doing things, and whether he will become a hindrance. Those who do things with merit must do so. Even if you are rewarded, you will still protect me. But if you are a hindrance, I am afraid that you will be driven away one by one."

"Zhan Zishan has a resolute nature, but in the end, he became a good person for once. When he resigned, he took the blame for us people!"
To be continued...