The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 315 We Did It

Zheng Xun blinked innocently: "I just believe you can do it."

It doesn't matter if they can't achieve it; she never expected them to produce any results in just three years.

He Wuyang sensed the seriousness in her tone and was stunned: "Princess..."

Over the past few years, he has heard no shortage of gossip.

Some people questioned whether they were just freeloaders, while others thought their idea was a pipe dream.

On one occasion, he even encountered the son of a powerful figure who asked him very seriously what the point of doing these things was.

The powerful and wealthy have no worries about food and clothing, and the suffering of the common people does not befall them. They have far fewer worries than ordinary people do.

Those who have never experienced hunger cannot understand how important food is.

He Wuyang was resolute, but even he would waver after hearing doubts once, twice, or countless times.

However, he never doubted whether he should continue; he only doubted whether he could do it.

The princess said he had talent, but does he really have it?

Zheng Xun knew what he was thinking.

Increasing grain production sounds easy, but in this era, systematic agricultural knowledge is scarce.

If it were so easy to do, the people wouldn't have had to suffer for thousands of years.

He Wuyang and his group were not professionals either; even he, as the leader, was not particularly knowledgeable about farming.

The difficulty of assembling such a makeshift team and achieving remarkable results is almost comparable to raising a pampered flower that only needs water in the desert.

She had long been prepared for a long and arduous period of effort that would yield no return.

But no matter what the process, she always believed that human will can overcome nature, and that they could definitely do it.

If this generation can't make it, then the next generation will. For the sake of the livelihoods of millions of people, it's all worth the effort and money.

“He Wuyang, you were personally chosen by me, and the facts prove that you have done it.”

“No,” He Wuyang turned around and glanced at the people behind him, “we did it.”

He waved, signaling Fu Xiaoyan, Li Maitian, and Fu Da to come forward.

Zheng Xun smiled warmly: "Thank you all for your hard work."

She cupped her hands in a respectful bow.

"Princess!" Fu Xiaoyan nimbly dodged, "You mustn't!"

Li Maitian blurted out, "You are destined to be emperor, how can you bow to us?"

Fu Da nodded in agreement.

"Everything you have done is a great achievement for the Great Yong Dynasty, benefiting the present and future generations. No amount of courtesy is too much for a meritorious official."

Zheng Xun's respect for them was heartfelt.

Although it was a short time, they endured a lot of hardship. Most importantly, none of them thought of slacking off. Once they knew what they were doing, one or two of them even wished they could exhaust their lives on this cause.

If people with this kind of spirit can't be considered heroes, then what can?

Li Maitian had gotten used to the princess's praise and was surprised to realize how taken for granted he was. He felt a little embarrassed: "We didn't do anything special, the princess just did what she asked."

Fu Xiaoyan nodded in agreement: "No dynasty lacks capable people, but they are not as lucky as us. They didn't meet a patron like the princess who supports them regardless of the outcome."

Zheng Xun chuckled and teased, "I'm glad you don't blame me for making you suffer."

"Suffering?" Fu Xiaoyan shook her head. "No, this is exactly what I want."

She is Fu Ling's adopted daughter, so her status naturally rises accordingly.

While being a noblewoman was certainly comfortable, she longed to find the meaning of life.

Zheng Xun raised an eyebrow.

Fu Xiaoyan is innocent and romantic; she is a complete idealist.

But at this moment, her ideal came true, and this can be considered a dream come true.

Zheng Xun arrived at the farmland surrounded by them.

After the initial research was successful, they began to put it into practice.

Every step here is extremely difficult.

In order not to waste any time, Fu Da still managed to build a greenhouse, so even in winter they never stopped for a moment.

Zheng Xun looked at the rice ears crowded together in the greenhouse, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared.

He Wuyang had originally intended to explain the situation to her, but seeing her like this, he slowly closed his mouth.

The others exchanged glances, and all saw worry in each other's eyes.

No one dared to speak; silence spread, and everyone unconsciously lowered their breathing.

A short while later, Zheng Xun suddenly moved.

She walked to the edge of the field, reached out her hand, and gently touched the bent rice ears, her eyes even turning a little red.

It turns out that it wasn't that I didn't feel anything, but rather that seeing it with my own eyes and hearing about it were completely different experiences.

She suddenly remembered her previous life.

When the apocalypse arrived, humanity faced a terrible food crisis for a long time.

She ate spoiled bread, gnawed on moldy fruit, and drank filthy, black water.

When she was on the verge of starvation, she would even peel off pieces of mud from the earthen walls and chew on them.

She would never forget that rotten, sticky, or dry, foul smell, even if she lived several lifetimes.

Later, humanity, through its terrifying adaptability and resilience, forged a path to survival in that desperate situation.

When she learned that the food crisis was about to be resolved, she was so excited that she danced and spun around several times.

She was able to eat clean food again and enjoy delicious exotic plants.

The ecstasy I felt back then is somewhat similar to how I feel now.

"Princess……"

Lü Mengying handed over her handkerchief.

Zheng Xun smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just feeling a bit sentimental."

She stood up and turned around: "You did a great job."

He Wuyang was unusually a little embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Princess, you shouldn't be too happy yet. Although the yield per mu is expected to be higher than usual, we still have to see the final result."

Zheng Xun looked at the rice paddies with satisfaction: "When will we harvest and thresh the rice?"

"This morning I arranged for people to start processing the rice in the other greenhouses; this one was specially left for the princess to see."

Zheng Xun lifted his foot: "Let's go take a look."

"Princess, the greenhouse is in a chaotic mess, it's probably quite stuffy..."

"nothing."

Wei Yanxing and Lü Mengying quickly followed.

He Wuyang couldn't stop Zheng Xun.

When they arrived at the destination, they found that the work was almost done, and a group of farmers were gathered together, waiting to weigh the rice.

Some sharp-eyed people spotted He Wuyang and his group approaching and quickly called out to them.

Zheng Xun stopped them from bowing, and knowing that Zheng Xun and his group had come to see something, everyone consciously parted to make way for them.

The rice was weighed using a large scale, which required two people to lift it with a pole.

The farmer holding the weight looked at Zheng Xun and his group, then at the weight in his hand, and said reluctantly, "Princess, Young Master He, would you like to try it?"

Everyone wants to participate in moments like these, right?

He's so smart, he understands what they're thinking!

Zheng Xun smiled and shook his head: "I won't steal your thunder."

He Wuyang said, "The princess deserves some credit for this, so we should at least participate."

He grabbed a handful of rice and put it into the full basket, then looked at Zheng Xun and said, "Princess, please."