The corn is about to be harvested, and the bets about Li Shui and Wang Li have been remembered again.

The court talks ended on this day, but the ministers did not leave.

A minister stood up and said, "Your Majesty, the corn is about to be harvested recently. According to the old minister, Huai Guzi's method of replacing the fields is a magical art. Lord Huai naturally won this bet. Therefore, the old minister pleaded for Wang Li in advance, hoping that Your Majesty would spare his life."

A court official next to him was furious and retorted: "How can you call Lord Huai by talking nonsense? You should respectfully call Lord Huai as an exiled immortal."

Li Shui looked at the courtier in confusion: "Didn't these guys shout at me a few days ago? Why did they change their attitude so much?"

He looked at Wang Li again and saw Wang Li standing there with his face as usual.

Li Shui was even more strange: "Wang Li... isn't he angry? This guy is getting more and more cunning."

Soon, another court official stood up and said, "The banished immortal possesses immortal arts. No matter what he does, he will naturally succeed. According to the old minister, this generation of field methods should be extended. In this way, only half of the farmland can be planted can be eliminated forever, and it is of great significance."

Li Shui said modestly: "It's exaggerated, a little exaggerated."

Another court official said: "It is not an exaggeration. The exiled immortal saved the people. The old minister suggested that Your Majesty be appointed as Shennong."

One person retorted: "Shennong had already been there in ancient times. How could the exiled immortal follow the title of others for such a contribution? The old minister suggested that the exiled immortal be named the saint of the farmer. The saint of the farmer."

Another said, "Why not directly enthroned as the God of Agriculture? Build a few more God of Agriculture temples, worshipped every day, and incense is endless."

Ying Zheng looked at these court officials meaningfully and said nothing.

Li Shui gradually felt something was wrong: "Today, there are a lot of people praising themselves. And most of these people are Wang Li's party."

"What's going on? Could it be that these people were impressed by my domineering spirit and wanted to surrender to me? It's impossible, I'm low-key and never ostentatious, and they can't feel my temperament."

"These people are praising each other, and the more they think about it, the more strange they become. They are both traitors or thieves. Wait, do you want to build a temple for me? The emperor doesn't have this treatment, right? Is this a big deal to harm me."

Li Shui was thinking, and Wang Li suddenly stood up and said, "Life is the first priority in life. Since I have a bet with the exiled immortal, I will naturally abide by it. If I lose, I would rather cut off my head. With my head, it is worth proving the identity of the exiled immortal."

Li Shui frowned: "Do you need to prove my identity? What are you?"

Some court officials next to him had already started to cheer: "General Wang Li, he is willing to die even though he knows that he will die. He is a heroic person who is loyal to righteousness and is a hero."

Another court official said: "General Wang Li and the exiled immortals are naturally losing. But... if General Wang Li wins, wouldn't this mean that the exiled immortals are not worthy of their reputation?"

He mentioned this a little, and was immediately overwhelmed by the tone of others.

Ying Zheng sneered in his eyes and said lightly: "Wang Wan, Li Si. You two are responsible for their bet. How much does it get from a thousand acres of fertile land? According to facts, those who dare to commit favoritism and fraud will be killed."

Then, Ying Zheng left the Political Affairs Hall.

The courtiers praised Li Shui for a few more words, and then left in a hurry.

Li Shui shook his head and walked out of the Political Affairs Hall with Li Xin.

Chunyu Yue had been waiting at the door for a while. When he saw Li Shui coming out, he quickly pulled him into the corner and said, "Your life is in full swing, don't you know?"

Li Shui asked in wonder: "What life is there?"

Chunyu Yue said: "Today, the court officials are clearly praising you in the temple. If your land law fails, they will all turn their fingers and attack you. Today's praising will turn into poisonous arrows and stab you. By then, the crime of slack off the farmer, the crime of deceiving the king, and all kinds of old accounts, can you still survive?"

Li Shui took out the gold medal in his arms to avoid death.

Chunyu Yue said helplessly: "Even if you have the gold medal of avoiding death, Your Majesty will definitely drive you out of the palace. You have offended so many people and lost your title and trust. Wang Li just asked someone to kill you, who would care?"

Li Shui said, "But my Aidian Fa wins?"

Chunyu Yue shook his head: "How is it possible? Only half of the farming farming can you beat Wang Li."

Li Shui patted Chunyu Yue on the shoulder: "Did you forget? I am a banished immortal. I am an omnipotent."

Li Shui left, Chunyu Yue looked at Li Shui's back and shook his head repeatedly, thinking: "This person is still too young, he is ignorant. After being praised by the court officials for a few words, he believed it. Do you really think he is a banished immortal?"

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The court officials were talking a lot, but Wang remained silent, as if it had nothing to do with them. Li Shui also remained silent, as if he did not take the court officials who were jumping up and down seriously.

The strangest thing is that the palace is not right. Ying Zheng just instructed Wang Wan and Li Si that this bet must be fair and there should be no slight partiality. Ying Zheng even personally listened to Wang Wan's plan, how to harvest, how to weigh, and how to determine the winner or lose.

Ying Zheng's every move was passed on to Wang Li by Ji Ming.

Wang gathered together to analyze and came to a conclusion: the emperor attached great importance to this bet. This shows that the party who lost the bet could really lose his head.

After guessing Ying Zheng’s thoughts, Wang Li became even more excited. He was ready to rub his hands, holding a sword all day long, and simulated how to cut off Li Shui’s head at home.

Finally, the day of harvest came inevitably.

The farmer held a sickle and began to harvest. The corn was cut in rows and placed on the ridge of the field, like a chopped head.

Wang Li held the sword in his hand and stood in the field, looking very excited. The thousand acres of fertile fields seemed to have become a battlefield, with dense corn, as if they were the other party's soldiers.

It turns out that farming can make people's blood rush. No wonder my ancestors talk about farming and fighting all day long. It turns out that farming and fighting have similarities, and the ancients really didn't bully me.

By dark, the 300 acres of fertile land had been harvested. This speed is definitely not slow.

This is mainly due to the fact that Wang Li's farming households are all acted as officials of Litian, and they are all good at farming, so they are so efficient.

Wang Li called a farmer and asked, "In your opinion, how much corn can be harvested this year?"

The farmer said respectfully: "The accurate number must be dried, threshed, and raised before it can be weighed. However, the villain has been farming for many years and has a rough idea in his heart. According to the villain's rough estimate, this year, corn will be no less than one stone and seven dou of stone per mu."

Wang Li asked, "Is this Seven Doll of Stones more or less?"

The farmer choked there, laughed dryly, and said, "More, more."

Wang Wan next to him stroked her beard and said, "The weather is usually good, and the best fertile land is only five dou of one stone. This year it is strong wind and heavy rain. It is extremely rare for General Wang to grow one stone and seven dou of one stone."

Wang Li was immediately overjoyed and said, "So, is it a sure win this time?"

Wang Wan smiled slightly: "Unless Huai Guzi is really a banished immortal, otherwise there will be no way to turn things around."

Wang Li couldn't help but hold his sword.

At this time, a Qin soldier hurried over. After seeing Wang Wan, he bowed and said, "Mr. Li Si, send a villain to report the news."

Wang Wan nodded: "Today Li Si is responsible for the corn in the Huaiguzi field. How did he harvest it?"

Qin Bing said: "The fifty farmer farmers in Lord Huai's field have harvested 300 acres."

Wang Li was surprised: "How is that possible? How can those fifty people compare to my fifty litian officials?"

Wang Wan smiled slightly and said to Wang Li: "General Wang, don't be surprised. Only half of the locust kernels are planted in the fields, so naturally the harvest will be faster."

Wang Li immediately smiled: "I forgot about this."

Wang Wan asked the Qin Bing: "How much is the yield per mu of locust grain? Is there a stone?"

Qin Bing was stunned for a moment and said, "There is..."

Wang Wanqi said: "Only half of it can produce one stone of grain? How much is it?"

Qin Bing stammered: "One stone...Nine Dous."

Wang Li suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he grabbed Qin Bing's clothes and pulled him up: "A stone of nine dou? How is it possible? He only planted half of it, and he could get so much? Could it be that he cheated?"

Qin Bing Company shook his head: "Mr. Li Si is strictly enforcing the law, and Lord Huai must not cheat. The villain has been watching around and saw the corn in Lord Huai's field, with very large ears of rice, which are much larger than those in the general's field. Therefore, he took advantage of it as a seedling."

"What's more, in the storm a few days ago, the seedlings in Lord Huai's fields were very few. Calculated in this way, although he only planted half of the fields, the surviving seedlings were not much different from those of the general."

Wang Li's face was pale, and his body couldn't help but take two steps back, thinking: "It's over, it's over. Huai Guzi, what a powerful evil technique."

"What can you do for it? What can you do for it? This bet is a bet. I have been building momentum like this before, and the people, civil and military officials, and even the emperors are paying attention to all this. If I lose this time, how can I live in the world?"

"No, I can't die, how can I die at Huai Guzi's hands? I have to find a way to survive."
Chapter completed!