Looking again at the young Emperor, he was staring at the seventeen parcels of land Lin Yi had marked on the map, feeling unsatisfied no matter how he looked at them.
"My great You Country is vast with sparse population. How come this scoundrel only chose so few places for rice cultivation? When can we have enough food reserves for the National Treasury?"
"Unacceptable. Ying Yi, bring me a pen."
Following that, the young Emperor circled and dotted the map again, adding thirty-two more plots of land.
"This is very good. Forty-nine plots of land make a perfect number."
After choosing the land, the young Emperor then summoned the Fourth Prince to enter the palace.
Suddenly needing so much land for rice cultivation, the young Emperor felt it best not to discuss it in court, lest it startle the snakes in the grass.
As for the purpose of these lands, he still needed to come up with a good excuse.
