Imperial City, Kunning Palace.

Liu E said worriedly: "Official family, Mr. Li went to Pingshan yesterday. There is no news yet. I am worried..."

Zhao Heng lay on Liu E's lap and smiled and said, "The queen, don't worry, Li Di is Zhen'er's husband. Zhen'er has been afraid of him since he was a child. As long as he takes action, Zhen'er will definitely come back obediently. No matter how badly he is, with Li Di's violent temper, he will tie Zhen'er back even if he is afraid of being tied up!"

Zhao Heng is full of confidence in Li Di.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Huaizheng trotted in and reported: "The official family, Mr. Li came from news."

"So, Zhen'er has come back. Let's go to the East Palace..." Zhao Heng got up excitedly and was about to walk out.

Zhou Huaizheng hurriedly said, "Official family, Your Highness has not come back yet."

"What? Li Di couldn't even tell Zhen'er?"

"Mr. Li has not come back either! Mr. Li said he would stay in Pingshan to farm for His Highness, so please don't worry about it."

Zhao Hengda was surprised: "What exactly does Li Di want to do?"

Then he was furious: "It's outrageous. The prime minister, the prince's young tutor, it's fine if he doesn't persuade the prince, but he actually makes trouble with the prince. I want him..."

Zhou Huaizheng added: "Gong Gong Li said that he will not come back whether the official is dismissed or demoted."

Zhao Heng said anxiously: "Hurry, go to Kou Mansion and ask Kou Zhun to take action."

...

Pingshan.

A tent was set up on a mound.

Under the tent, Zhao Zhen lay on the chair, crossing his legs.

Chen Lin squatted aside and fanned Zhao Zhen in the first place.

Li Di, wearing a straw hat and rolled up his trouser legs, looked at Zhao Zhen's indecent posture. He wanted to give advice, but after thinking about it, he turned his head over.

The prince's temperament has changed a lot now, so it is better not to provoke him.

He picked up the teapot and drank a sip of the cow.

"Sigh..."

This is the tea invented by Zhao Zhenxin. It is soaked in tea leaves only in boiling water, and does not contain salt, goat milk and other seasonings. It tastes fragrant and simple. Li Di only drank it once and can never leave it again.

The weather at the end of June is hot and boring.

Li Di was so hot that he stuck out his tongue to dissipate heat like a dog.

Zhao Zhen asked, "Parent Chen, go and take the wooden barrel."

Chen Lin quickly came over with a wooden barrel.

The lid of the wooden barrel is covered with a thin white frost.

Zhao Zhen stood up, opened the lid, and took out pieces of bamboo tubes.

When the bamboo tube was split, it turned out to be oval cylindrical popsicles.

The cold air is so cold!

This is a popsicle made by Zhao Zhen using saltpeter, and added sugar.

On the side, Li Di stood up, stared at the popsicle with his eyes shining, and swallowed: "Your Highness, I want..."

A batch of ice is stored in the deep palace every year. In addition to the emperor's enjoyment, the royal relatives and important officials of the court can also be divided into some. However, this year, Zhao Heng was deceived by the real person of Longhu, and the ice in the ice cellar has long been squandered. At this time, Li Di and others can no longer enjoy it.

Without waiting for Zhao Zhen to agree, he snatched one and put it in his mouth.

“Um…”

"good!"

"Very good!"

Li Di said in a slight manner.

Zhao Zhen kindly reminded: "Sir, although popsicles are good, they should also enjoy them slowly. Eat too quickly, be careful not to eat them..."

Li Di said unhappily: "Do you care about me..."

The old man is quite stubborn!

Zhao Zhen smiled helplessly, and then ordered: "Parent Chen, send all the remaining popsicles to the farming workers!"

Li Di was anxious, "Your Highness, this ice is hard-won and very precious, how can it be distributed casually?"

Zhao Zhen asked with a smile: "Sir, do you think this popsicle is brought from the palace by me?"

"Where are other places in the palaces?

Zhao Zhen said lightly: "The popsicle is made by me now, so you can get as much as you want!"

Chen Lin hurriedly said, "Mr. Li, you can testify. Your Highness knows the magic of immortality. He puts water into the wooden barrel and puts a few more things. In a moment, the water turns into ice."

Li Di widened his eyes, "Didn't he say that as much ice as you want to use in Pingshan in the future?"

Zhao Zhen nodded.

Li Di laughed, "Your Highness, I want it!"

Zhao Zhen: “…”

On the other hand, after the farmers got the popsicles, they were even more grateful to Zhao Zhen.

...

After noon.

A sedan chair came on Pingshan.

When the curtain was lifted, an old man with a thin figure and bright eyes appeared.

It was the crown prince and grand tutor Kou Zhun.

He looked up and saw dozens of oxen rushing over the ground in the distance, and smoke and dust rolling.

Dozens of farmers waved their hoes and shouted strange trumpets, "We farmers have strength, hey! We farmers have strength, hey! We are busy with farming every day..."

A series of strange-shaped carriages continued to go up and down the mountain.

The scene in front of him made Kou Zhun stunned.

He wondered: "The prince's farming seems to be different from others, but what can he grow in such a barren land... Li Fugu is also making trouble with him at the age of a man, which is really outrageous!"

The sedan continued to move forward and arrived next to the tent.

Kou Zhun sat in the sedan chair and shouted: "My aunt Kou Zhun is ill and cannot get out of the sedan chair to greet him. I hope your highness will forgive you."

Zhao Zhen rushed out quickly and saw Kou Zhun's face was weak and there was a wooden board tied around his waist. He was shocked: "Sir, are you injured?"

Kou Zhun is the prince's tutor and is also Zhao Zhen's husband.

Kou Zhun smacked his lips and said he didn't want to speak.

If it weren't for the news that Zhao Zhen ran to Pingshan to farm, he wouldn't have been scared.

Zhao Zhen asked, "Sir, are you here to persuade me to return to the East Palace?"

Kou Zhun said loudly: "The crown prince is the crown prince. To say something disrespectful, the officials now believe in Fang religion. They are bewitched by Ding Wei, Wang Qingruo and others and ignore the government. Your Highness should take on the responsibility of supervising the country and save the Song Dynasty from water and fire, rather than farming..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Di.

Li Di smiled and said, "Mr. Kou is such a bad word!"

Kou Zhun was so angry when he saw Li Di, "Li Fugu, I thought you could be a human being, but I never thought that you were so useless, and you were just following His Highness to make trouble..."

Li Di was not angry when he was scolded, and laughed: "Mr. Kou, why not listen to me to introduce corn to you. This corn is different from wheat and rice..."

As he said that, he introduced the various benefits of corn cultivation to Kou Zhun in detail, and added: "Your Highness goes out of the city to farm, not a nonsense, but rather a move to care about the people and benefit all the people."

Kou Zhun heard this and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Kou Zhun suddenly raised his head, stared at Zhao Zhen with a bright look, and said, "Your Highness, I have been an official in the local area for many years and are very familiar with the matter of encouraging farming and sericulture. Moreover, there is a garden in Kou's mansion where I personally plant fruits and vegetables... There is no more suitable place for civil and military officials in the court than me."

"What do you mean by sir?" Zhao Zhen asked curiously.

Kou Zhun said resolutely: "I also want to stay in Pingshan to farm for Your Highness!"

What?

Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment.

Didn’t it mean that everything is inferior to reading?

Why are the two prime ministers of the Song Dynasty rushing to farm?

Zhao Zhen was a little confused.

Has the world changed?

Being a farmer has become noble?
Chapter completed!