After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Chapter 265 The ministers and emperors were anxious.

"Heh, it seems that's all the Minister of War can see. Don't forget how many soldiers stranded in the snowy plains by Lady Ye's instant noodles were able to survive! And her suturing skills have also increased the survival rate of soldiers after they are injured. I remember that the Ministry of War is currently sending people to General Su's camp on the border to learn suturing skills, right?"

Grand Tutor Zhao was very dissatisfied with the Minister of War's attitude. He defended the Minister of War like a protective father, leaving the Minister speechless.

"Well... she was just lucky... she just happened to find all of these and used them."

"You call that good luck? Well, you're lucky enough to let us all take a look?"

"Alright, all of you, quiet down! This is the Imperial Study, not a place for you to fight!" The emperor on the dragon throne suddenly shouted sternly. Everyone stopped arguing, lowered their heads, and dared not look up at the supreme ruler above them.

"Your Majesty, it would be better to send her to the Privy Council." The Privy Council is mainly responsible for military and state affairs, military defense, border defense, military policies, as well as the recruitment, examination, transfer, garrisoning, rewards and punishments of the various guards and imperial guards.

We can find a reason to put her in charge of guarding the various ranks of guards and so on, so that we can keep her in the capital and protect her. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

The Grand Tutor's idea was not bad. Even if several parties wanted to seize her "ownership," with Grand Tutor Zhao speaking up, no one dared to step forward and compete, and could only acquiesce.

The high-ranking officials could only feel regret and pity.

But how could Zhao Taifu and the others not know what these people were planning? They were counting on Ye Yuwu to see if their three provinces and six ministries could achieve anything.

"Gentlemen, we can't rely solely on Lord Ye and her stories. Can't we achieve anything without them? Don't forget that you are all outstanding individuals carefully selected by the state. You didn't get to this position because of others." Taibao, who usually watched the show quietly, suddenly spoke up.

How could the officials present not understand?

They reflected on themselves and were shocked to realize that they had been somewhat obsessed. They had gotten to where they were today solely through their own abilities! Even without Ye Yuwu, wouldn't the Three Provinces and Six Ministries still function?

At this moment, the Grand Tutor chimed in, "Lord Ye has already done enough. She has paved a broad road for our Jin Kingdom at the border. How to proceed from here depends on the imperial court."

As expected of the Third Master, he instantly persuaded the ministers of their conflict with just a few words.

"Thank you for your guidance, Grand Tutor and Grand Protector. We had misunderstood before."

In an instant, the Imperial Study returned to its usual tranquility.

Seeing that the smoke of war had cleared, the emperor immediately began to consider Zhao Taifu's idea.

After thinking about it, he thought Zhao Taifu's idea was good, so he nodded and agreed.

However, things didn't go as planned. While the imperial court was rushing to issue an imperial decree to the border, Ye Yuwu made all sorts of excuses to delay returning to the capital.

This really worried those old foxes.

But since it was the excuse she gave, they couldn't really say anything.

After all, building up the border is a top priority, and we can't just send her back halfway through! The business of the caravan and the trade negotiations with the Turks were all progressing smoothly under her command, and now we really can't find anyone to take over.

The matter of returning to Bianjing was delayed day after day. Seeing that the border was becoming prosperous and thriving, the old ministers could no longer sit still.

He would casually mention this matter to the emperor every day.

The emperor was also anxious, after all, she was on the border, bordering various countries. If she were to be tricked and taken away by someone with ulterior motives, where would he go to cry?

Just then, His Highness the Crown Prince was traveling to various prefectures and cities. Judging by the time, he should have arrived in Chizhou by now. Chizhou is not far from the border, so the Emperor hurriedly wrote a letter to Qi Jingyue, instructing him to bring Ye Yuwu back to Bianjing at all costs.

It was already autumn when Qi Jingyue received the letter and set off from Chizhou.

On the way to the border, we naturally saw many people harvesting grain in the fields.

The beautiful scenery along the way did not stop him, but seeing the farmers' satisfied and expectant faces as they harvested their grain, he couldn't help but dismount. The attendant next to him took the reins of the horse beside him.

The group stopped their hurried journey and began to walk slowly through the fields.

"Who are you from?" At that moment, the farmers who were busy working in the fields suddenly noticed them.

The farmers could tell at a glance that these people were of noble status because of their fine clothes. But what were these important people doing in their fields?

Worried that he had gotten himself into trouble, the farmer quickly spoke to the young man in the lead.

Qi Jingyue, being so perceptive, naturally sensed the farmer's worry and reassured him, "It's alright, old man. I just happened to be passing by the fields and saw that the crops here are growing very well, completely different from the crops I've seen in other prefectures. They also grow these potatoes, but why don't they look as fertile and productive as yours?"

The farmer was relieved to hear that he was just passing through. Seeing that the young man was not arrogant or haughty, but instead sincerely asked him for advice while looking at the fields, the farmer's goodwill towards him increased instantly, and he lost all his guard.

Qi Jingyue humbly sought advice. The land on the border was arid and barren, so in theory, there shouldn't be as many potatoes as in the Central Plains, since the land there was fertile. However, from what he saw along the way on the border, the crops were growing very well, which puzzled him greatly, making him wonder if he had come to the wrong place.

The farmer smiled shyly, "Everyone grows the same crops, so there's no difference. The only difference is the fertilizer."

"Fertilizer?" Qi Jingyue looked puzzled. "As far as I know, the two types of fertilizers used by farmers for grain are manure and green manure. Green manure is indeed very suitable for the soil problems in the border areas. But since everyone is using the same fertilizer, why do your crops grow so well? Please enlighten me, old man."

The old man was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that the seemingly refined young man would also know about farming. The old man, who hadn't originally intended to explain in detail, couldn't help but look at him with new respect and decided to have a talk with him.

"Of course, there are only a few types of fertilizers available nowadays. They can all improve the soil and make it more fertile, but the effect is slow. The chemical fertilizers we use are composted fertilizers."

"Compost?" Qi Jingyue chewed on the two words repeatedly, then suddenly realized something. "Please enlighten me, Master."

Qi Jingyue cupped his hands and bowed to the farmer.

The farmer quickly helped him up, saying, "Oh, no, no, sir, what are you doing? This composting is no secret here; any farmer who comes to the fields can know about it."

"Is that so..."

"Haha, of course! This idea was actually conceived by Lord Ye!"

The old man's dark face lit up with a smile whenever Lord Ye was mentioned.