Several days later, Heaven Dou Empire, Imperial Palace.
"Father Emperor, this year's harvest is exceptionally large." Qian Renxue handed the tax revenue she held to Emperor Xue Ye.
Emperor Xue Ye was stunned when he saw the 30% increase in tax revenue this year.
"Is this tax revenue real?" Emperor Xue Ye immediately asked.
"It's real. Most of the extra tax revenue comes from the crops of Spirit Hall's Saint Son, Xiao Ze," Qian Renxue nodded.
She hadn't expected Xiao Ze's crops to be so effective.
One must know that not many villages in the Heaven Dou Empire planted them, but even so, the tax revenue increased significantly.
If all villages were to plant them, wouldn't the revenue multiply several times over?
Having been the Crown Prince for so many years, Qian Renxue knew very well the impact of this tax revenue.
She felt a bit numb; for a moment, she didn't know if Xiao Ze was truly a member of Spirit Hall or an undercover agent within Spirit Hall.
If Emperor Xue Ye were to use this tax revenue for military development, the Heaven Dou Empire would likely become much stronger.
She had already decided to write a letter about this matter to that woman.
Spirit Hall must be prepared.
"Hiss... Xiao Ze is truly a divine man." As an Emperor, Emperor Xue Ye might not farm, but he was quite clear about how much grain an acre of land could yield.
Xiao Ze's crops could increase grain output by at least seven or eight times, which was simply outrageous.
"Crown Prince!" Emperor Xue Ye suddenly looked up.
"Your son is here," Qian Renxue immediately looked up.
"Collect some of Xiao Ze's crops and send them to the villages that don't have them yet. Make them plant them as well.
If any village refuses to plant, be firm!" Emperor Xue Ye had already envisioned several times the tax revenue next year. With this tax revenue, what couldn't he do?
Although it wasn't money, having grain was also very good.
"Yes!"
The officials below also started discussing amongst themselves.
"I didn't expect the Spirit Hall's Saint Son to have such an ability."
"It's a bit outrageous."
"Several times the yield, it is indeed outrageous. But if that's the case, wouldn't all those people be won over by Spirit Hall?"
"You're just worrying unnecessarily. What good are a bunch of ordinary people? Can they kill you with a hoe?"
"Exactly, exactly. I'm going back to plant these crops on my land too. In the future, I can use them to brew wine."
"I didn't realize you were a drunkard."
"Aren't you?"
... Star Luo Empire, Imperial Palace.
The Star Luo Emperor put down the tax report in his hand and sighed, "Xiao Ze, the Spirit Hall's Saint Son, can even research seeds."
"Father Emperor, don't worry, he just has nothing to do," Dai Weisi said.
"Fool!" the Star Luo Emperor cursed.
Dai Weisi was a bit confused. How did he get sold out?
He said somewhat aggrieved, "Father Emperor, where did I go wrong? What's the use of making everyone full? It can't produce Spirit Masters."
The Star Luo Emperor sighed softly. He felt that the Star Luo Empire would have some trouble in the future.
Both of his sons only knew how to act, not how to think.
It seemed the White Tiger Spirit still had some side effects.
"People's hearts," the Star Luo Emperor reminded him.
"People's hearts? The hearts of ordinary people? Are they useful?" Dai Weisi didn't understand, or rather, he had never actively or indirectly interacted with ordinary people.
The Star Luo Emperor shook his head, "It certainly won't be obvious in the short term, but it will be very clear over time.
You must know that the number of Spirit Masters on the Douluo Continent is only about 100,000, while ordinary people number in the tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions."
"If only one ten-thousandth of these ordinary people have a chance to become Spirit Masters, that's still thousands of Spirit Masters. What if all these Spirit Masters join Spirit Hall?"
Upon hearing this, Dai Weisi's pupils suddenly contracted: "Our Star Luo Empire doesn't even have that many Spirit Masters."
"Exactly. Then Spirit Hall's strength will only grow stronger and stronger, and by then, our Star Luo Empire will be in danger," the Star Luo Emperor nodded.
"Then we won't let them plant crops."
"Stupid!" The Star Luo Emperor was truly speechless. At this moment, most villages probably already knew about the high yield of Xiao Ze's seeds. If you stop them, wouldn't you become the enemy of everyone?
Never mind ordinary people, even the nobles wouldn't heed you; they would only recognize Xiao Ze's seeds.
The Star Luo Emperor still explained with a headache. His eldest son truly put all his talent into military matters, and his internal affairs ability was really poor.
It seemed he still needed to find some internal affairs talents for him, otherwise, the Star Luo Empire would be finished.
Dai Weisi nodded in understanding, "So that's how it is. Then we can't stop them?"
"We can't stop them, but fortunately, we can get a large amount of tax revenue. We can use this tax revenue to quickly improve our military capabilities.
The number of Spirit Hall's Spirit Masters cannot increase too much all at once, but our military is different," the Star Luo Emperor said.
"Understood."
"Go," the Star Luo Emperor nodded.
Looking at Dai Weisi's departing back, the Star Luo Emperor sighed softly, "I don't know how long we can hold on. There's still a huge gap between ordinary armies and Spirit Masters after all."
Moreover, most importantly, if they knew that the one they were to deal with was Xiao Ze of Spirit Hall, would they still act?
... A few days later.
Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Bibi Dong saw Xiao Ze put down the message in his hand and asked, "How is it? Any thoughts?"
"Average," Xiao Ze was very calm.
"Aren't you afraid that what Qian Renxue said will happen?" Bibi Dong asked.
"No," Xiao Ze shook his head, "Qian Renxue just stands too high and doesn't understand human nature enough."
"Most of these farmers are very simple and pure. They may not recognize nobles or emperors, but whoever can feed them, they will definitely recognize.
Of course, some people might complain after being fed, but it's enough that most people recognize our Spirit Hall."
"As long as a portion of these people can transform into Spirit Masters, our Spirit Hall will become stronger and stronger."
The probability of ordinary people giving birth to Spirit Masters is very, very low, but it's much higher for Spirit Masters and Spirit Masters.
So, as long as it goes on for generations, the number of Spirit Masters in Spirit Hall will increase dramatically and exaggeratedly.
Perhaps a hundred years from now, the Spirit Masters within Spirit Hall will be 170,000, 270,000.
"I didn't expect you, at such a young age, to know so much?" Bibi Dong nodded.
"I'm not some noble; I'm from a small village," Xiao Ze said.
"Don't worry about this matter. Also, has that Old Wang you mentioned arrived?" Bibi Dong asked.
Some time ago, Xiao Ze found that Spirit Hall's research and development of spirit tools were somewhat slow.
So he invited Old Wang over.
Old Wang's blacksmithing ability might not be as good as Tang Hao's, but in terms of spirit tool forging, no one on the entire continent could compare to him right now.
Xiao Ze was stunned, "Damn! I forgot about Old Wang."
(End of Chapter)
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