Spring irrigation is spring irrigation, mainly for winter wheat in northern regions, and it is enough as long as the weather is appropriate.

Spring plowing is spring plowing, which is the real crop that plants spring.

Although the weather is good in some places and some farmers have already started to go to the ground, the emperor's own farming in early February was different from previous years. This year is not only a symbol, but also a great sacrifice.

The Emperor of Ming Dynasty wanted to pray to Emperor Shennong for good luck in the Ming Dynasty and a good harvest year.

The night before, tens of thousands of people rushed over from all over Zhili, not for anything else, but just to gain some blessings in this sacrifice and bless their own fields with good weather.

It was late at night, when the defenders in the outer city saw countless people rushing to the capital, they were frightened at that time. They thought the rioters and the like.

After reporting it layer by layer, all the guards in charge of the Jinwu area sent their troops out to investigate and inquire about the people who came to watch the ceremony. This is absolutely not to be driven away, and the guards mobilized their troops to maintain it.

Late at night, the commanders of each guard were alarmed, and even the Jinyiwei and the East Factory were no exception.

When the guards issued the order, Hang Yu took a break and whispered to his confidants: "Go to Bai Mansion as soon as possible. Tell Bai Minghe about this matter, and don't do anything else, just ask him for an idea."

"Sir, what kind of idea are you going to have?" The confidant didn't quite understand.

Hang Yu smiled and shook his head: "Just get an idea, just go there."

"Yes!" The confidant clasped his fists and ran quickly towards Bai Minghe's mansion.

In the dream, Bai Minghe was called up. He first covered the quilt of the four-year-old prince Zhu Jianjun, and then put on his clothes and walked outside the door. When he heard what the confidant said, he nodded: "Wait a moment, I'll write a note."

Bai Minghe returned to the house, picked up a paper and pen and wrote a note, and put it in an envelope.

"You can hand this letter to Commander Hang directly, but you must not let anyone see it. Remember, remember!" Bai Minghe advised him very seriously. The military officer placed the letter in close proximity: "Don't worry, if someone sees it, take the eight and a half pounds off your small shoulder."

"Be careful on the road!" Bai Minghe's words were purely a kind word.

The military officer thought to himself that Lord Bai must be a master. He could immediately have an idea when he heard the incident. He was afraid that he would be as magical as the storyteller said.

Speaking of both sides, after seeing the letter, Hang Yu immediately sent his confidant to invite Wang Quan.

Wang Quan and the Wang family were previously the commander of the Jinwu Left Guard. Because his granddaughter became the queen, he is now the commander of the military commander of the city. In modern terms, he is the top leader of the garrison army in the capital.

Wang Quan heard that Hang Yu had something urgent to look for him. Although his relationship with Hang Yu was very ordinary, he still came.

Hang Yu pushed the letter to Wang Quan and said, "I understand in my heart that eating alone will only ruin the reputation of our two families in the palace. Since some things are destined to be unchanged now, no matter whether I fight or be with you in the future, we are now bound together."

"There are such masters among your men?" Wang Quan asked with a smile.

"I don't have any subordinates. If you say that you still owe him a favor, otherwise you and me will definitely be incompatible at the moment. This is a good idea, and you must do it quickly!" Hang Yu said very directly.

Wang Quan understood and knew in his heart that this was Bai Minghe’s idea. He nodded slightly: “Then, send someone!”

The city guards joined forces with Jin Sweatshirt, so there were naturally a lot of people. I immediately started to set up the pot and steamed steamed buns without doing anything else.

The people below kept reporting upwards, how much steamed they had, how many people sent to the city to watch the ceremony, how much time they were missing, etc.

Wang Quan, who was sitting here waiting for the report, asked: "Why don't you set up a porridge shed?"

Hang Yu picked up the letter of Baiming He, which actually only had one word on it, which is steamed bun. This title was originally the name of Shaanxi and Gansu, and it was also a major food for northerners. Hang Yu knew that Baiming He was from Guanzhong, so it was normal to use this word, and this strategy was very clever.

At this time, Wang Quan asked, and Hang Yu said, "I only realized it after thinking."

"Speaking?"

"This white-name crane is very clever. It is the city guards who use porridge. But it uses dry food, and it is still half hot. We can say that this is made by the Empress and the Imperial Concubine who love the people and bring the palace maids overnight. This is the care of the people. A few of them have dates in the middle were made by the Empress and the Imperial Concubine."

After Hang Yu said this, he stopped.

Speaking of this level, if Wang Quan doesn't understand, then his years of officialdom will be in vain.

Wang Quan sighed: "Tomorrow, the censors are going to bite people again. No one in the palace can think of such an idea. They will definitely think of Bai Minghe. He has been betrayed the infamous reputation of this charming minister."

"Does he care?" Hang Yu asked back.

Wang Quan nodded with a smile: "Let's do it, let's go to the palace overnight. Please ask the emperor to let the two empresses leave the city and show their faces. The one who sends a steamed bun with his own hands will be put into practice."

"I'm just thinking about it, and it's just right now!"

That's right, now it's just right. All officials have already started to prepare for court, and the emperor wants all officials to take the gifts. Naturally, if there is some movement in the palace, the eunuchs and the palace maids will run around, carrying baskets of steamed buns to show their faces. This is enough. Since you are acting, you have to do the whole set.

Bai Minghe was still sleeping soundly, his level was too low. Only the seventh grade was qualified to watch the ceremony, he was only from the seventh grade.

After asking for instructions from Emperor Daizong Zhu Qiyu, I naturally did a very beautiful job. Empress Wang and Concubine Hang who was released personally gave a few steamed buns outside the city.

Empress Wang was originally a very upright person, so Zhu Qiyu only told her that the people outside the city came to pray for blessings. People arranged for people in the palace to make some steamed buns, so as the mother of the country, naturally they had to care about the people. So when Empress Wang came out, she really put down her figure and gave steamed buns to many people with her own hands.

Concubine Hang was Hang Yu who directly explained the reason and told her that this was her chance.

Even if she hates those dirty and smelly civilians, Concubine Hang is at least unable to do anything superficially. The palace maids around her handed over and sent them to her personally, there is not much difference.

The people knelt for miles, and everyone who received the gift of the queen or imperial concubine was crying.

Many people tore off the ** and wrapped the steamed buns with clean clothes. Even if this steamed bun is divided into 100 or 1,000 portions, the people believe that only one bite will make them unable to invade all diseases and live a long life.

Unlike the people who shouted to the sky and the earth outside the city, several censors in the palace had already written a letter.

"Long live, the saint's words..." A censor came out to say a bunch of things in the Four Books and Five Classics, and then he got to the topic: "Long live, as the emperor, the blessing of the people is the gift of long live. What is done outside the city is just a false thing. I think, the saint's words..."

After talking for a long time, Zhu Qiyu was still listening patiently.

In modern terms, you are the emperor, and your task is that all the people in the world are happy, and only those in the world are happy is happiness. Just giving some steamed buns to the people outside the city is not an act of caring for the people, because as the emperor, it is wrong to only care about these people.

All your thoughts should be placed on all the people.

What's more, the current behavior outside the city is an act of seeking fame. Please live your life and don't do it again in the future.

Of course, long live, you are still young. This time, if you are wrong, we will come and advise you as censors. So, long live, you will admit your mistake and make a promise.

Wen Zou Zou read hundreds of words, but Zhu Qiyu became less happy the more he listened, but he couldn't give any rebuttal words.

I held my anger in my chest, and my chest was so uncomfortable that I felt like I was hitting my fist a few times.

Fortunately, Eunuch Cai had a wink, so he hurried over and said, "Long live, the time is coming. It would be bad if you miss the auspicious time!"

"Go!" Zhu Qiyu let out a long breath. Although the anger had not been released, he finally held back. But who would have thought that the censor still asked unyieldingly: "Long live, Long live what I said, I thought I was wrong, I was willing to receive the punishment."

Zhu Qiyu was originally forced into a mess of anger on her chest, but when she was forced like this, she almost carried it over in one breath.

"You, you, you!" After talking about three of you, Daizong Zhu Qiyu shook his sleeves hard and was about to walk out, but the censor, along with the few behind him, knelt on the ground: "Long live, don't forget the Sermon of Taizu, Volume 2 of respect for Confucianism and Taoism, Volume 3 of accepting advice, Volume 1 of humility."

"I! I am wrong, I will discipline you in the future!" Zhu Qiyu said these words gritted his teeth.

"Long live to know virtue, it is my blessing for the Ming Dynasty!" Several old censors shouted long live.

Zhu Qiyu walked towards the car without saying a word. Eunuch Cai hurriedly followed Zhu Qiyu got in the car and handed over a handkerchief: "Long live, you..." Eunuch Cai signaled to the corner of Zhu Qiyu's mouth.

There was blood in Zhu Qiyu's mouth. This was not vomiting blood, but gritting his teeth too hard to hurt the root of his teeth.

After getting into the car, Eunuch Cai quickly advised: "Long live, it's a big deal to farm yourself today!"

"I!" Zhu Qiyu covered his heart, feeling that his heart was about to explode. The feeling of being blocked in his heart was so uncomfortable that it could no longer be described in words. After breathing a few long breaths, Zhu Qiyu lowered his voice and said, "Go and tell Bai Minghe that his plan is very good, and I have seen the people's gratitude to the royal family."

Eunuch Cai was stunned for a moment, thinking that even if Bai Minghe made a plan, he didn't have to tell the result specifically.

But Zhu Qiyu said again: "Tell him about the censor today!"

"Yes, long live, I will send reliable people over." Eunuch Cai responded quickly.

"No, you go in person. Tell him that I am so angry that I vomited blood. No matter what he wants to do, I will do something earth-shaking for me. I will protect him!" Zhu Qiyu was really angry.
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