The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 320 Smashing the Rice Bowl

In any case, we can't let Xu Zhen continue like this.

Although he didn't neglect his official duties, he did neglect his health.

Zheng Xun never imagined, in both his lifetimes combined, that one day he would need to coax an adult who wasn't drunk.

The experience was novel, but there's absolutely no need to do it again.

Gao Dapeng finally recovered from his shock.

He swallowed hard and said solemnly, "Princess, rest assured, I will definitely fulfill your instructions!"

Looking at his confident demeanor, Zheng Xun suddenly had a bad feeling.

I have a feeling that Xu Zhen's future days won't be too easy.

She didn't think about it any further and got down to business: "I've come here today because there's something I want to tell you."

She casually mentioned the new rice varieties and what had happened at the horse farm.

Then, Gao Dapeng "went crazy".

"Wait, what did the princess just say?"

Just as Zheng Xun was about to repeat herself, Gao Dapeng interrupted her, saying, "Yes! The princess was talking about new rice varieties."

He excitedly reached out, seemingly to grab Zheng Xun's arm, but quickly withdrew his hand: "The princess isn't joking, is she? The princess isn't lying to me, is she?"

Zheng Xun looked into his eyes and said earnestly, "It's true."

Gao Dapeng grinned.

She was clearly laughing, but it also looked like she was crying.

The saying that the Great Yong Dynasty suffered from natural disasters year after year was not just a figure of speech.

Both severe droughts and floods bring disease and famine.

Only by truly experiencing it can one realize what the seemingly insignificant word "disaster" really means.

Sometimes he even wondered if this was a sign.

Is the Great Yong Dynasty truly doomed, which is why Heaven sends down natural disasters time and time again?

Now he knew that the Great Yong had already perished once. The Great Yong of today was patched up and dilapidated. Those disasters seemed to have pushed them toward their predetermined end.

But he has family and friends; he is a human being with flesh and blood. Why can't he and his family live a good life?

They insist on living life to the fullest.

The crisis in Dayong was not over yet, and the lives of the people of Dayong remained hanging by a thread.

He had to do something.

But he wasn't particularly smart, nor did he have any special abilities.

He could only feel anxious every day but could do very little.

His official rank was not high, so he never knew what the princess was doing.

But today, the princess suddenly told him that she had already done what he had always wanted to do.

How could he not be shocked and excited?

He didn't know how to express his emotions at that moment, so he could only kneel before Zheng Xun, looking at her with tears in his eyes: "Princess..."

He was so choked up that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Zheng Xun reached out and gently patted his head: "Alright, how old are you? Why do you still have to perform such a grand gesture all the time?"

"Your Majesty, I am just a little excited."

"I know you're excited, but don't get excited yet. I still have things to tell you to do. Once you've finished your official duties, even if you hide away and cry for three days and three nights, no one will say anything to you."

Zheng Xun didn't try to comfort him, lest he feel embarrassed after his emotional outburst.

She knew that after this ordeal, Gao Dapeng would surely offer her his sincere loyalty.

Therefore, she was willing to be extremely considerate so that he would submit more completely and quickly.

Gao Dapeng had no idea about Zheng Xun's complicated thoughts.

However, even if he knew, it wouldn't matter. As long as what Zheng Xun did was true, his mind wouldn't change.

He composed himself and said earnestly, "Please give your orders, Princess."

"You go like this..."

Zheng Xun whispered what he needed to do.

It's actually not complicated; it's just about stirring up public sentiment and making the matter bigger.

However, there is one special point.

Zheng Xun hoped that the focus of this matter could be shifted to the south.

Because the climate in the south is more conducive to rice growth, she is more concerned about the impact of this matter in the south.

Gao Dapeng noted them down one by one: "Princess, rest assured, I will handle it well."

Zheng Xun chuckled: "I believe you."

After leaving the Imperial Academy, Zheng Xun returned to the palace and sent three urgent letters, urging the southern prefectures to cooperate in the operation.

Zhichun, who witnessed her finish writing the letter, frowned slightly: "Princess..."

"Why are you hesitating? Just say what you want to say."

"The rice seeds have only been grown on the estate so far, and even then, they were grown in greenhouses. If the rice seeds are not adapted to the climate in other places..."

Zhichun worried that if the rice harvest was not as good as advertised, Zheng Xun's previously accumulated prestige would likely be severely damaged.

“Your concerns are not without merit, but Zhichun, you don’t understand greenhouses. The rice varieties cultivated on the farm have been meticulously simulated to mimic the land and environment of Dayong. All these years of preparation have not been in vain.”

This matter is certainly not without risk.

However, compared to the potential gains, this risk is completely negligible.

Zheng Xun didn't plan to wait for Qi Yongji to make a move; she would strike first. The situation in the Brown Kingdom wouldn't last long.

The ministers of Dayong fought against Qi Yongji several times, suffering more defeats than victories. After enduring so many setbacks, they inevitably became disheartened.

If her plan succeeds, coupled with the news of the new rice varieties, it will be enough to reignite the morale of the court and the people.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xun's gaze sharpened, and he quickly wrote a letter.

He rolled up the letter and handed it to Zhichun: "Have Cen Wan deliver this to Mu Zhuo. Remember to tell Mu Zhuo that this is the last thing I asked him to do in the Brown Kingdom. After it's arranged, make sure he finds an opportunity to escape. I will make all the forces in the Brown Kingdom cooperate with him. Tell him not to hesitate, drag others down, or delay important matters."

Zhichun's eyes flickered slightly.

The princess is worried that Lord Mu is stubborn and unwilling to return to Dayong.

Indeed, serving the princess is the most reassuring thing.

After a few moments of reflection, Zhichun carefully put away the letter, accepted the order, and left.

……

After two days of fermentation, news of the new rice seeds spread at an astonishing speed.

The first feedback I received was, of course, skepticism.

When it comes to farming, farmers have farmed the land their whole lives.

They all know that farming is simple, but farming well is very difficult.

What new rice variety? If it were really that easy, why would their ancestors have suffered so much?

However, not long after, news of the soil theft case spread like wildfire.

They didn't know that this was purely a case of someone being greedy and delusional. With the doctoral academy's overt and covert embellishments, they only thought that the Brown Country was trying to steal their rice seeds!

That would be terrible!

In people's simple mindset, things that are snatched up must be good.

Therefore, people's initial distrust of rice seeds turned into a five-tenths level of trust after learning about the soil theft case.

That would be even more incredible!

What is Brown Country doing?

This is taking away their livelihood!

They wanted to steal the seeds of Dayong to support a group of soldiers who were wielding swords against Dayong!

How is that possible?

Even the most spineless coward would feel a surge of pride upon learning this.

For details, please refer to the First Prince.