The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 80 Shen's No.

"To recruit 100,000 new soldiers, we need 1 million acres of good farmland. Add the 2 million acres we have distributed, and we still have 800,000 acres left."

"This year, we plan to plant 100,000 mu of snow lotus rice and 50,000 mu of peppers. Brother Yuanliang, what should we plant with the remaining 650,000 mu of fertile land?"

Taking out the account book from her cross-body bag, Li Wan'er wrote and drew for a while, writing down Shen Yuanliang's requirements. After all, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen.

"The 620,000 acres of fertile land will remain the same as usual, and the remaining 30,000 acres will be planted with this!"

After saying that, Shen Yuanliang took out a pearl-sized, golden rice seed like a magic trick. It was the seed that he had modified many times before.

"Brother Yuanliang, what kind of rice seed is this? How is it different from the snow lotus rice we saw earlier?"

Li Wan'er was not surprised about growing rice. Since ancient times, the area outside the Great Wall has been a famous "rice hometown in the north" and "Luzhou rice" was produced in abundance during the Bohai Kingdom period.

"This is the first generation of herbaceous grain crops that I carefully cultivated, Shen's No. 1 Rice."

"The rice is seven feet long, equivalent to the height of an adult, is cold-resistant and drought-resistant, and can produce 15 dan per mu."

When talking about his masterpiece, Shen Yuanliang looked excited and talked incessantly, with a sense of showing off.

If you try to plant flowers, they will not grow; but if you plant willows by accident, they will grow into a shade.

In fact, Shen Yuanliang’s original purpose was to use the magical power of “grafting” to cultivate “high-yield rice seeds”, but he unexpectedly cultivated snow lotus rice.

"Fifteen stone?"

Li Wan'er screamed, then quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief to hide her gaffe, but a hint of shock remained in her grape-like eyes.

Although the rice yield in the Ming Dynasty increased by nearly 70% compared with that in the Song Dynasty, reaching three shi per mu, and even a maximum of four and a half shi per mu, it was still nothing compared to the yield of Shen's No. 1.

"It's a pity that we can only plant 30,000 acres now."

Due to the restrictions on the use of magical powers and secret techniques, from today onwards, even if Shen Yuanliang worked day and night, he could only cultivate 30,000 to 40,000 acres of "Shen's No. 1" rice seeds.

"Master, Xiong Tingbi, the governor of Liaodong, has sent someone."

At this moment, Dongmei, dressed in black and looking smart and capable, came up to Shen Yuanliang like a rabbit and spoke softly.

"Please invite him to the living room. I will go and meet him."

Walking through the corridors one after another, Shen Yuanliang still couldn't figure out what this old fox Xiong Tingbi was trying to do!
After all, Shen Yuanliang is now a rebel, while Xiong Tingbi is an official, the Governor of Liaodong, who holds a high position of power and is in charge of the military and political power of Liaodong, equivalent to a local lord.

After a while, Shen Yuanliang saw Master Li in the living room from afar. He coughed twice deliberately, then said with a smile: "Master Li, I apologize for not welcoming you in person."

"General Shen, I'm sorry for coming to visit you so presumptuously. You should forgive me."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Master Li, who was sitting on the right, stood up, bowed and spoke in a very polite manner.

"I don't know. What is Master Li coming here for?"

Smoothing out the wrinkles on his clothes, Shen Yuanliang asked bluntly without any witty remarks or beating around the bush.

"Ok!"

Master Li, who was about to speak, seemed to have thought of something, looked around, stroked his gray beard, and said no more.

"You guys go down first!"

With a wave of his hand, Shen Yuanliang signaled everyone to leave. At this moment, only he and Master Li were left in the spacious living room, with no one else.

"I wonder if General Shen intends to become emperor?"

After a long silence, Master Li took a sip of tea and asked abruptly.

The two sides had no previous interactions, and therefore no friendship. Master Li chose to get straight to the point and confirm Shen Yuanliang's intentions first. "What if he declares himself emperor? What if he doesn't?"

Tapping his fingers on the table, Shen Yuanliang did not give a clear answer, but threw the question to Master Li.

"Little Fox!"

Master Li, who was sitting upright, cursed inwardly and had a new understanding of Shen Yuanliang. He was brave and resourceful, and not easy to deal with!
Thinking of the scene he saw when he came here, Master Li's heart sank, and he suddenly had a bad premonition, thinking that he would bleed heavily this time.

After taking another sip of the boiling hot tea, Master Li said dryly, "If you declare yourself emperor, I will leave right now."

"What if you don't claim to be emperor?"

Shen Yuanliang asked back.

"If you don't claim to be emperor, we will have something to talk about."

"As long as General Shen does not claim to be emperor, our Lord Xiong is willing to make friends with General Shen."

Suppressing his uneasiness, Master Li directly stated his purpose and did not want to beat around the bush with Shen Yuanliang.

As long as Shen Yuanliang does not raise a clear slogan of rebellion, there will be room for buffer between them, just like Li Chengliang in the past.

Nurhaci had been conquering cities and plundering territories outside the Great Wall for twenty or thirty years. Before he shouted the slogan of "Seven Great Hates", Li Chengliang had been keeping it a secret from the court and used gentle means to win over Nurhaci.

It was not until Nurhaci formally launched a rebellion in Hetuala with the "Seven Great Grievances" and established the Later Jin Khanate that Li Chengliang, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, was brought to justice by the court and his entire family was executed.

"Whether or not to be crowned emperor depends on the sincerity of Mr. Xiong!"

Shen Yuanliang once again passed the ball to Master Li and refused to reveal his true intentions until the last moment.

In fact, Shen Yuanliang has never had the slightest idea of ​​becoming emperor. Compared to an open and vigorous rebellion, he would rather build high walls, store up food, and slowly become king.

Time is on Shen Yuanliang's side.

With every day that passes, Shen Yuanliang's power will grow a little, gradually narrowing the gap between them, and it is only a matter of time before he surpasses the Ming Dynasty and the Later Jin Dynasty.

"As long as it's not excessive, it's fine."

Putting down the tea in his hand, Master Li said with narrowed eyes.

There is a huge difference between what Master Li said and what Shen Yuanliang brought up himself. He didn't want to leave too many handles so as not to implicate his master.

Don't take advantage of the bastard.

Even if Shen Yuanliang did not want to become emperor, he could use this as an excuse to ask for a huge sum of money and have a good "meal". It was Xiong Tingbi who brought himself to the throne.

Like reading out the names of dishes, Shen Yuanliang asked for a sky-high price: "300,000 dan of iron, 1 million dan of grain, 500,000 taels of silver, 10,000 rolls of silk..."

Before Shen Yuanliang could finish, Master Li interrupted him and said, "Impossible, we can't agree to these conditions. Change one."

"Two hundred thousand shi of iron and eight hundred thousand shi of grain."

"Too many, change one."

"150,000 dan of iron and 500,000 dan of grain. No less."

"It's still too much, General Shen."

The two sides bargained back and forth, and after a fierce exchange of words, Shen Yuanliang slammed the table and roared, "You don't agree to this, and you don't agree to that."

"So you are stingy and unwilling to give me anything! Since you are not sincere, don't blame me for getting mad. I will be crowned emperor tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)