Ren Jingxing absolutely did not believe that the Fourth Prince was a kind-hearted person.

What kind of good child could a mother who could accompany Consort Ming raise?

Moreover, if he were truly of a gentle and kind nature, how could he possibly seize the throne?

After the father and son finished breakfast, Ren Bing told Ren Jingxing to go and see the results of the county examination by himself.

He himself decided to go to the government office.

"The government office is facing some difficulties lately, so I have to go there. You can take the steward and check the notices yourself."

"difficulty?"

Ren Jingxing was puzzled, as his father, Ren Bing, only held the position of a minor official.

He was responsible for promoting agriculture and sericulture in the capital and assisting with water conservancy.

Moreover, he wasn't the only Minister of Agriculture in the capital. How could he possibly have difficulty with such a small task?

Ren Bing shook his head and remained silent.

"I won't talk to you about matters at the government office. Go and wait for the results to be released."

Ren Jingxing was somewhat curious:

"The results won't be posted for a while, let me go with you to the government office to take a look."

The capital of the Great Wei Dynasty was divided into three counties, and Ren Bing's office of the Ministry of Agriculture was located in Yongnian County.

Compared to other government offices in the capital, the Ministry of Agriculture in Yongnian County appeared quite dilapidated.

Ren Jingxing followed Ren Bing into the yamen and found the officials inside extremely busy.

Some officials were busy writing notices, while others were busy checking accounts.

There were also some officials receiving elderly farmers in their seventies and eighties.

It is currently the farming season, and this is the busiest time for the Ministry of Agriculture.

At this moment, a plump, white-faced, beardless official looked up and saw Ren Bing.

He immediately showed surprise and walked towards Ren Bing.

"My lord, you've finally arrived!"

How's the watering situation in the west of the city going?

Ren Bing looked embarrassed and waved his hand, saying:

"Oh, Lord Zheng, the court hasn't started yet! I haven't had a chance to speak!"

As a result, Lord Zheng became anxious:

"My lord, the farming season cannot be delayed!"

If we wait until the court session to discuss irrigation, half the farmers in Yongnian County won't have enough water for their irrigation!

After a brief argument between Ren Bing and Lord Zheng, Ren Jingxing finally understood what had happened.

There is a large area of ​​farmland in the west of the city, which is irrigated by a small river in the west of the city.

However, the fields on both sides of that stream were either imperial land, noble estates, or at the very least, land owned by city officials.

Every year, it was extremely inconvenient for ordinary people to fetch water, requiring the Ministry of Agriculture to handle lengthy legal cases.

I encountered this problem again today. The Ministry of Agriculture saw that Ren Bing was a marquis.

He then thought that he could send Ren Bing directly to deal with those nobles and imperial relatives.

When the time comes, the credit for this year's spring plowing will be given to Ren Bing.

"Lord Ren, why don't you come and pay me a visit?"

The people's farming season cannot be delayed! On behalf of the people of Yongning County, I thank Your Excellency!

Ren Bing's expression grew increasingly awkward.

Although he was called a marquis, he was actually just a low-ranking marquis in the capital.

Many nobles and imperial merchants simply wouldn't give him any face.

Moreover, a significant portion of the owners of the land in the western part of the city were nobles associated with the salt smuggling industry.

Sending him would probably only backfire!

However, as a marquis, Ren Hou felt embarrassed to refuse a position in the minor Ministry of Agriculture.

The officials in the yamen, seeing that the Marquis did not refuse, all looked at him expectantly.

At this moment, Ren Jingxing stepped forward and asked:

"Then why not build a waterwheel? If we build a waterwheel this time, we won't have to worry about this problem for the next few years."

The officials of the Ministry of Agriculture then turned their attention to Ren Jingxing.

Ren Bing explained to everyone:

"This is my son, named Ren Jingxing."

The officials all nodded and bowed, which made the same thought rise in my mind:

Oh, so it's that ultimate playboy.

Lord Zheng frowned, racking his brains but still couldn't remember what a waterwheel was.

"May I ask, Your Highness, what is this waterwheel you just mentioned? What is its purpose?"

Ren Jingxing was stunned: "You don't even know what a waterwheel is?"

The other officials all shook their heads:

"Unheard of!"

Ren Jingxing waved his hand:

"Bring me a pen!"

Although the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture did not trust Ren Jingxing, they respected him out of respect for Ren Bing.

A clerk still handed the pen and paper to Ren Jingxing.

Since Ren Jingxing transmigrated to this world, he has never practiced calligraphy.

Therefore, when the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture saw the way Ren Jingxing held his pen, a wave of disappointment washed over them.

"Judging by that way of holding the pen, the heir of the Marquis of Xuanwei probably doesn't know how to write."

"That can't be right. I heard he even took the county-level exam."

"It's probably just a hoax..."

Ren Jingxing only drew a rough schematic diagram of a waterwheel.

He drew a line to represent the river, then drew a circle to represent the waterwheel, and then set up the frame.

He added a few more spokes to the frame, and then added some dots to the spokes to represent bamboo tubes for holding water.

"Okay, it's finished!"

With just a few strokes, he depicted the shape of a waterwheel, leaving the officials in charge of agriculture completely baffled.

"May I ask, Your Highness, what is this?"

"Will this solve the watering problem for the people of Wuning County?"

Ren Jingxing pointed to the simple painting and explained:

"This is a river, and this is a waterwheel."

As the water flows past the waterwheel, it propels the waterwheel and fills the bamboo tubes with water.

When the bamboo tube is turned to a higher position, the water will flow out. Then, another bamboo tube is used to catch it and direct it to the outside ditch.

After Ren Jingxing finished speaking, the Ministry of Agriculture fell silent.

Some of the younger officials had not yet realized what was happening.

They thought Ren Jingxing was faking it and were about to make sarcastic remarks.

As a result, Lord Zheng's eyes gleamed with a golden light, and he suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Brilliant! Prince Ren's idea is absolutely brilliant!"

With Lord Zheng's approval, the other officials, whether they understood or not, all nodded in agreement.

"Yeah yeah!"

"Prince Ren is truly remarkable!"

"This method is truly ingenious!"

Everyone else understood it, but Ren Hou did not.

He coughed lightly and said seriously:

"This method does work, but what's so clever about it?"

Lord Zheng became happier and more excited the more he thought about it.

"My lord, the brilliance of this method lies in the fact that once the waterwheel is built..."

No supervision or operation is required!

As long as the river keeps flowing, the waterwheel will keep turning, delivering water to the irrigation canals!

After Lord Zheng finished speaking, he bypassed everyone else, went directly to Ren Jingxing's side, cupped his hands, and bowed deeply.

"Young Master Ren, this method not only solves the irrigation problem in Yongnian County."

If this method were extended to the entire Great Wei,

Tens of millions of people will benefit from this!

On behalf of all the people, I thank Your Highness for this brilliant plan!

The officials in the Ministry of Agriculture were stunned.

They hadn't expected that Lord Zheng would think so highly of this waterwheel!

At this moment, Lord Zheng looked at Ren Bingdao again:

"Lord Ren, I will report this matter to His Majesty when you attend court."

"I'm afraid that since you've just taken office as the Minister of Agriculture, you'll be promoted again!"

Ren Bing blinked.

Could this waterwheel blueprint help him get a promotion?

Looking at the crooked and messy pattern drawn on the paper, Ren Bing really couldn't believe it.

"If Lord Ren really doesn't believe it, we can make one first and test its effect in Yongnian County."

Furthermore, I finally believe that all the previous rumors about the Crown Prince were just that – rumors.

With the results about to be released, Your Highness should hurry and go to the county government office to take a look.

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