That night.
Zhao Junyao explained the entire situation in detail to Xia Ruqing.
Finally, he hugged her and laughed.
"I never imagined that Jingfeng, as a scholar, would be willing to personally go to the fields to cultivate seedlings for the people!"
"I was deeply moved when I first heard about it!"
"Having such ministers is truly a blessing for the Great Chu Dynasty!"
Some scholars, after reading a few books by sages, feel superior and refuse to dirty their fingers with any work.
They dress impeccably, looking respectable, yet they are capable of nothing.
All they can do is shake their heads and recite from their books.
Perhaps.
"A scholar is useless" indeed describes them.
Even if such a person tops the imperial exams, they are of no use.
Xia Ruqing organized all the information and came to a conclusion.
"Emperor, are you saying that these potato seedlings were grown using the method I provided, and cultivated by my brother Jingfeng?"
Zhao Junyao nodded.
"Exactly!"
