Fields of Gold

But think about it. Excellent men will be robbed. Zhu Junyang's personality and charm have increased dramatically since he restrained the demon. Especially in these two years, the Emperor entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, and entrusted the Xishan battalion to him for training and management. There was also a firearms battalion, which was barely handed over to Chief Soo, and the position of future president belonged to him.

He is only twenty years old, and by his own strength, he is a three-pronged man with great abilities, and he will certainly be unlimited in the future. Zhu Junyang became the representative of Jingzhong Golden Single Han and Diamond Wang Lao Wu, how many people asked Princess Jing to listen to Wang Zhengfei of Yangxian.

Recently, the clean Princess Yang has been a pain in the ass! According to theory, the son is twenty years old, it is indeed time to marry the wife's son, even if the choice of the righteous princess has not been determined, the position of the concubine and concubine is long overdue.

Suddenly, there were more guests in the inner courtyard of Jingwang Palace. Outside the words, they were the ones who were spying on her daughter-in-law. According to her, the King of Yangshen already had a girl of his choice, and all turned to ask her about the side princess. When these ladies arrived, they were always surrounded by little girls with branches and exaggerated their daughters as a flower. The little girl was also very enthusiastic and said everything with Princess Jing. Listen, I'm tired!

Especially annoying to Princess Jing is her common sister, who used to have a bad relationship in her girlfriend. As a common sister of a concubine's daughter, she has always flaunted herself in front of her father. Had it not been for her and King Jing's love and affection, she might have been successfully designed by this common sister, and her marriage would have been robbed!

Now, I feel that her sister-in-law is using her value, and her face is thick. She's avenged Jiang Meijuan! The common brother-in-law's errand, she was stunned by the fact that she had not let the king intervene and received an idle position of five grades in Beijing. Humph! She's not down in the rocks, she's already got a big heart!!

She's a common sister, and she's trying to figure out how to marry her youngest son! Dream on her big head!! Though Linger is a girl with a face, charm and character (?) It's all superior and she seems to like it. But with this girl, there is an absolute mother, and she will not agree to this affair!!

However, Yang's attitude toward his little cousin is not as exclusive as that toward other girlfriends, at least we can say a few words when we meet. Uh... Actually, most of the time it's Linger, the girl says, Yang is listening. On the face of it, though serious, there is not too much exclusion. This means that this little cousin is different in the mind of her son.

But Princess Jing is not in any hurry! Don't say that the son already has someone in his heart, that is, no. With her knowledge of the son, Yang may not be able to see Wu Junling's girl. From his work at Xishan camp, he went home indefinitely, and went on a detour to date Little Grass before returning, enough to show that his son had no feelings for Linger.

Linger's face was as thick as her mother's. It's obvious that Yang is already suggesting that she can't read or understand it. Who should she show her as a foolish, sweet face? In the beginning, her common sister approached the king with this technique!!

No! She has to remind her son in her spare time so that her common sister won't have to marry Wu Junling!!

Princess Jing was annoyed by Jiang Meiyun's mother and daughter, so she took advantage of King Jing's errands and went to work. Her son spent 28 days a month in Xishan camp. She allowed the maids to clean up the soft spots and quietly left Beijing City and went straight to the Xishan courtyard in Dongshan Village.

In the summer, surrounded by green trees from other courtyards and backing the mountain sea, it is a good summer sanctuary. She also remembers the famous flowers in the Mysterious Valley and wants to add a few treasures to her flower house that will help her stay calm!

Therefore, when Jiang Meiyun's mother and daughter visited again, they did not even enter the door. The next people in Jing Wang's Palace replied: “The princess has gone out for the summer. The masters are not home, so we will not entertain the two dignitaries! ”

Jiang Meiyin almost didn't tear up the pastry: “Good for you, Jiang Meijuan!! Shame on your face! If it weren't for my precious daughter, who would have held you? I really consider myself a dish!! ”

“Mother, be discreet!!” Wu Junling lifted the curtains of the carriage, looked out into the probe and quietly relieved himself. In her view, the mother was really not enough to fail. He asked for his aunt, but he always wore a shelf and didn't bow his head.

I don't think so. How does she compare to her aunt? In the midst of a girlfriend, a common girl, a daughter-in-law, a person with a brain would also choose to socialize with his sister-in-law instead of stomping on her with petition. He also tried to rob his husband and son-in-law. If she were King Jing, she would choose a gentle, generous girl instead of a strong, winning bastard, okay?

There are also daddy's errands, but when the mother lowered her identity slightly, she begged her aunt not to enter the current clear water door and take a leisure break. There are things of her own, if there is no mother involved, perhaps the aunt will take a look at herself... Alas, she and her cousin's things, it seems to have to be a lot of good things, she will definitely not be like a mother without brains, cousin will eventually belong to her!

Wu Junling turned her gaze outside the carriage and through the window she saw a small figure in an apricot yellow flag, riding the red horse, passing slowly from the front of her carriage. Suddenly, a thick voice sounded in the crowd: "Master Yu, thank you for growing high-yielding corn. We need to feed more than a dozen people on three acres of land. In the spring, we all planted corn, collected more than 4,000 kg of grain, went out to pay public grain, and more than 3,000 kg of grain. Enough for the whole year! Thank you, let's stop starving! ”

Last year, when maize seeds were sold to farmers in the suburbs of Beijing, many people couldn't wait to plant maize this spring. The harvest was over 1,000 kilograms, and the family lived with surplus grain.

There are a lot of people on the outskirts of Beijing on the street, and there are rumours attached to it:

“Yeah, yeah! The rest of the family is not panicking, thanks to Master Yu! ”

“Master Yu's merit is comparable to the living Bodhisattva who saved suffering!! ”

“Master Yu, this is an egg laid by a chicken raised by our family. Please don't hesitate, I thank you on behalf of my family!! ”

“Master Yu, this is an apricot knot in our yard, please try it. ”

“This is our vegetable...”

Someone interrupted him: “Yu grows vegetables that look and taste much better than yours. The rich people and officials in Beijing eat the vegetables she grows. Why do you have to give it to me? ”

“I want to thank Lord Yu for expressing my feelings! ”

A clear voice like a clear stream calms the noisy atmosphere down: "Villagers, I've got your heart grass! It is my duty to cultivate high-yielding crops. Thank you and praise, Grass. I am so ashamed! With your support, I will continue my efforts to grow more high-yielding crops! ”

The voice has just fallen, thanks, sighs and talks go on and on. Among the many voices, a young voice appeared particularly abrupt: "Master Yu, I heard that last winter's wheat harvest was huge and yielded nearly three times more than ordinary wheat. I wonder if high-yielding winter wheat will be sold to ordinary people this fall? ”

Yu Xiaograss looked at the patch, typically young people dressed as poor farmers, smiled slightly, "The seeds of winter wheat will naturally be sold to the people on the outskirts of Beijing. However, wheat harvested next spring when seeds are bought from the Yamen will be bought by the court. It can only be sold to the court and is not allowed to be sold privately. Price, one pound for ten. In the event of a violation, the seeds of various high-yielding crops will not be sold to him and his entire village in the future! ”

That is to say, the joint-seat system. If a family in a village wants to sell high-yielding winter wheat seeds for personal gain, then a village is blacklisted. In this way, every family is watched by the villagers in the whole village, trying to do their hands and feet under their eyes, it is even harder!

In fact, this condition is not strict. A mu of winter wheat produces 6,700 kg, sells every 10 pounds, and earns six or seven taels of silver per mu of land. An adult man who has been working part-time for a long time doesn't necessarily earn so much silver in a year!

The wheat seeds harvested this spring can supply 100,000 acres of agricultural land in addition to the 100,000 acres of newly established joint farms. Villages near the outskirts of the capital, there's welfare! The people heard and heard each other, and the news soon spread all over the suburbs of the capital.

“Linger, what are you looking at? So focused?” Jiang Meiyun glanced out and saw only the back of a young girl riding a red horse.

“Mother, Yu Xiaoxue, have you heard of him?” Wu Junling's face was heavy, the pad in his hand was squeezed tightly, and his bright eyes were covered with a shadow.

Jiang Meiyun frowned softly and thought for a moment, "Yu Xiaograss? That's a strange name? Why did you mention her all of a sudden? What's the point? ”

Wu Junling saw the slim back shadow, disappeared into the street, then put down the curtain, slightly pulled up the corner of his mouth, said: “Mother, you have not heard of Yu Xiaograss, the only woman in the middle, have you heard of it? ”

“Oh... you mean the girl who, with a little bit of local skill, made the Emperor look after it and made a six-point officer in the household to manage the farmland? I don't know what the Emperor thinks. A country girl who plants fields has sealed off the official?” Jiang Meiyun thought that his husband had been working hard abroad for more than a decade, and returned to Beijing only to find a five-grade free job. A minor peasant woman is only two grades lower than her husband. For what?

Wu Junling glanced helplessly at his mother, slightly imploring: “Mother, we are not in a small place in Huai 'an, but at the feet of Heaven. Would you mind talking a little bit? Your Majesty, that's a sacred will. Can't you and I complain? Please, don't help Dad and my daughter, and don't mess with us, okay? ”