The weather in Beijing entered October and began to become very cool.
The sweet potatoes planted by the people in the new city have also been harvested. Zhu Cixuan personally went to the new city to make an inspection. He saw that there were many people digging sweet potatoes in the fields outside the east gate of the new city.
The magistrate Ren Guangyu smiled with a huge sweet potato: "The yield of this sweet potato mentioned by your highness is really high. Usually one mu of land can harvest wheat, while summer wheat and autumn millet are only two stones. The yield of this sweet potato per mu is several times higher."
Although the per mu yield of this sweet potato is very high, Zhu Cixuan is not satisfied with it. For later generations, the yield of sweet potatoes is generally 2000 kg per mu in spring and 1000 kg per mu in summer. The total yield in spring and summer is 3000 kg, or 6000 kg.
Now, the output of the new town is less than half, and it has not reached the record of tens of stones per mu recorded by Xu Guangqi in this period.
Zhu Cixuan estimated that because of geographical reasons, sweet potatoes are suitable for the Central Plains and the South. The lower the temperature in the north, the worse the yield. There are also reasons for good varieties. Sweet potatoes have just been planted in the New City, but they are not good varieties. They should go through several times of growth and cultivation.
It takes time to solve these problems. Zhu Cixuan is not in a hurry. The current output is enough for the people in the new town to eat. The surplus sweet potatoes can also be exchanged for food in nearby counties and prefectures to pay taxes and improve their lives.
Zhu Cixuan returned to the Xincheng County Yamen and just sat down to have a cup of tea when Wu Zhong hurried over.
"Little man, there is a secret report from Lord Li." Wu Zhong handed over a piece of information.
Zhu Cixuan took it and frowned. There was a spark in his eyes, and he said angrily, "These people are ignorant of life and death!"
Li Tingbiao reported that there was a report from the Imperial Historian that there were 20000 soldiers in the Yongwei Camp near the capital in the Eastern Palace. They were very proud of their troops. Maybe there would be a change in Xuanwu Gate!
In the Tang Dynasty, as the King of Qin, Li Shimin held the military power, and finally killed the brother of the crown prince, put the emperor's father under house arrest, and became the emperor himself.
However, Zhu Cixuan did not expect these officials to be so vicious. The use of military power and the throne touched the bottom line of Emperor Chongzhen.
Li Tingbiao reported that Emperor Chongzhen ordered Tingzhang, the alarmist imperial historian, to write memorials on the straw mat after receiving a round of twenty sticks. His physique was not solid.
The imperial historian did not take the situation into account and retreated in the face of difficulties. He ignored the warning of Zuling, and resolutely traded the second memorial for the deadly 20 Tingzhang again.
Since it was fatal, of course it was capsized. The royal historian was directly killed by the Royal Guards.
When the Imperial Historian was killed by the staff, the Imperial Historian of the Imperial Court immediately fried the pot. Under the leadership of Tang Shiji, they went to the Meridian Gate to do things, let the emperor open the door to accept remonstrance, cultivate virtue and govern his heart, and get close to Confucian officials, which caused a lot of trouble.
Find someone to join hands, seize the weakness of the target to hit the emperor's scar, play tricks at all costs, benefit others at the expense of others, refuse to recognize their relatives, and even sacrifice the lives of innocent people. These are Wen Tiren's consistent tactics. Don't think about it, he must be doing something.
Zhu Cixuan feels bad. Chongzhen is too soft and suspicious. Even if he cherishes himself, he still touches the imperial power when he is in the imperial family
The incident of Liu Ju, the prince of Li during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, is a typical example. Liu Ju, as the legitimate eldest son of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, was made the prince at the age of seven, which won the trust of Emperor Wu. His popularity was expected to be high, and his government was virtuous, but he was eventually trapped and killed by small groups.
"Go back to Beijing!" Zhu Cixuan quickly got up and walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped and said, "Take 50 jin of silver to buy sweet potatoes and bring them back to the palace."
"Yes!" Wu Zhong answered, and immediately asked the guards to proceed.
As soon as Zhu Cixuan returned to the imperial city, Li Tingbiao immediately welcomed him.
"How many sticks did the imperial historian get?" Zhu Cixuan asked as he walked.
Li Tingbiao followed closely and said, "Go back to your highness. First, he gave twenty light blows. Half an hour later, the man gave another one. His highness ordered him to give twenty more blows."
Zhu Cixuan asked suspiciously, "You killed me at twenty? Did your people do it?"
Li Tingbiao shook his head and said, "It's not a lowly person. It's Luo Yangxing who is in charge of supervision."
"What's inside eight characters?"
Li Tingbiao explained: "The imperial staff in the palace has its own way. The executive Royal Guards will look at the meaning of the supervisor. If the supervisor's shoes point outward into an eight figure shape, he will start lightly. The Royal Guards will hold the staff high and pat it gently. If the supervisor's shoes point inward into an eight figure shape, he will start heavily and hit the dead."
Zhu Cixuan suddenly stopped walking and said, "It seems that Luo Yangxing is unwilling to be lonely. He wants to mess things up."
Luo Yangxing, a funny person, wanted to promote Li Tingbiao to the position of commander in the Royal Guards, but Li Tingbiao went with the army and was promoted to the second place in the Royal Guards by Zhu Cigui after reporting his military achievements.
Luo Yangxing feels uncomfortable. Zhu Cixuan doesn't know. He only knows that this Doubi not only has conflicts with the eunuch party headed by Wen Tiren, but also has frictions with himself. Now he is isolated by both sides, and is totally a scum stick.
Li Tingbiao then said, "Your highness, there is another discovery about humble duty."
Zhu Cixuan stopped and said, "You say."
Li Tingbiao leans close to him and whispers, "Your humble duty is rewarded by Big Fish. Big Fish knows where you go, what you do, and even what you say every day. According to your humble judgment, there should be many eunuchs in the palace."
Zhu Cixuan frowned slightly: "Can you roughly judge which of the 24 prisons they are?"
Li Tingbiao replied, "According to your daily walking range, people from the chief proprietors, interior officials and food wardens can easily contact you."
"Got it!" Zhu Cixuan nodded.
The imperial palace is not like outside the palace. Although the Royal Guards have the right to enter and exit the palace, they can't walk around, let alone catch people in the palace. It's difficult to get rid of the eyes in the palace, so they have to outwit.
Zhu Cixuan walked through the Chengtian Gate and came to the Meridian Gate Square. He saw a large number of officials kneeling in front of the Meridian Gate, trying to enter the palace to speak.
Zhu Cixuan walked directly through the Yan officials with his back and hands, entered the palace directly from the left Yemen Gate of the Meridian Gate, and did not even look at the dogs.
"Arrogance!" Looking at the back of the Crown Prince, a speech officer said angrily.
"Chen Yushi was killed with a stick because of his crime, and his blood was still wet. How can he ignore us so much!"
The speech officials in front of the noon gate angrily denounced Zhu Cixuan's arrogant behavior, but there was no egg for them. They had to kneel outside to bask in the sun.
Zhu Cixuan first came to the Wenhua Hall to meet Emperor Chongzhen. After the ceremony, he found that his father was very calm, as if nothing had happened.
Seeing him like this, Zhu Cixuan was not able to ask about it. Chongzhen stopped talking only when Zhu Cixuan saluted, and buried himself in reviewing the memorial.
Wang Chengen was silent at the same time, just helping to sort out the memorials and grind the imperial ink. The Wenhua Hall was extremely quiet for a while.
Zhu Cixuan told Wu Zhong to bake some sweet potatoes in the dining room supervisor, and then came to the dragon case to learn how to handle government affairs.