See, we are doing great things

Mo Qingling articulated the facts without exaggeration and emphasised that the emperor was indeed chosen by heaven to receive these high-yield seeds.

The emperor heard about the will Mo Qingling mentioned previously, but he did not read it previously.

So, he asked the palace attendant to bring it over.

He took a look at it.

The paper was brushed with a few columns of words.

It was true that the old priest had predicted that he was chosen by the heaven gods more than ten years ago, and that he was a wise ruler for Daliang and its people.

In order to prevent the citizens suffering from wars and famine, the old priest had specially asked his disciple to plant a good seed.

If Daliang could produce a thousand catties per mu in October, this meant that he was destined to be the emperor to receive this gift from heaven.

What shocked him was that there was a faint layer of golden on the paper. 

It was very mysterious.