The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

In the capital, in the imperial study room, the emperor was reviewing the memorial when Eunuch Lin walked in: "Report to the emperor, the eldest prince has something to see."

The emperor said without raising his head: "Xuan!"

The eldest prince walked in with a cloth bag and a booklet.

"My son has seen the father, the father is auspicious!"

"Pingshen, boss, what's the matter with you entering the palace in such a hurry?"

"Go back to the father, a big happy event! God bless my Nalan Kingdom!"

"Father, the emperor's hard work and love for the people like a son moved the gods, and let me finally realize the wish of grain to be cooked three times a year, and create a historic feat! From now on, the people of Nalan will no longer have to go hungry! Father! Emperor Hong Fu Qi Tian, ​​bless my court people"

"Stop, stop, stop! Talk about the main point!" This son didn't do his business well, and he talked a lot of nonsense!

However, is he a person who likes to listen to nonsense?

He likes people who talk less and do more!

"Yes, the father! The father, the sons and ministers have always followed the father's teaching, and set up a recipe every day for the well-being of the people,"

"Say the point!" The emperor had a headache!

"Erchen is about to say it! Father Huang, some people in Ningyuan County have successfully planted winter wheat, with a yield of more than 500 catties per mu! Erchen wants to promote winter wheat in suitable counties and towns, so that more places will have three crops a year! Let Everyone in our Nalan country has enough to eat! No need to starve and freeze again!"

The eldest prince said loudly, excited!

The emperor could not help standing up: "What are you saying is true?"

"Of course, Your Majesty, this is a memorial presented by Li Huaien, the Minister of the Household, Ningyuan County, and Magistrate Li Huaien. After the wheat was harvested, he sent it to the Emperor in a hurry!"

"Little plum, bring it up!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Eunuch Li hurriedly went down to take the memorial and cloth bag in the hands of the eldest prince.

He glanced at the excited eldest prince and thought to himself: The eldest prince has finally done a decent thing for decades!

Instead of just bragging, take credit!

The eldest prince made progress by retreating: "Father, it's not my son's credit for discovering that Ningyuan County can grow winter wheat and promote winter wheat."

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Ningyuan County

Wen Jiafu and the county magistrate waited for a few days, and finally got the letter from Beijing.

The county magistrate looked at the content in his heart and was overjoyed: "Brother Jiafu, thanks to you this time, your benefits will be indispensable in the future, the eldest prince agreed, and when Brother Liang passes the exam, he will definitely find him a good official position. And Wen Wan, at the Qianqiu Banquet, he also asked the emperor to give her a title! Haha!"

And the first prince promised him that he would be transferred to Qinghe County as magistrate.

Qinghe County is a rich county!

"Follow me to Qinghe County in the future, we are all from the First Prince, not afraid of not..."

Wen Jiafu smiled: "Thanks to the love of the county chief!"

This is also what he and the county chief have thought about.

Don't need his credit, leave it to Brother Liang and Sister Wan.

Brother Liang would have been able to become an official after he got the title, but what's the use of being a sesame and mung bean official in a remote rural area? It's different now. People who have gained the trust of the first prince and become the first prince are still afraid that they will not be a high-ranking official?

Sister Wan behaved well at the Qianqiu Banquet, and it was normal to have a reward.

I heard that at the Qianqiu Banquet last year, the Nalan country was compared by the envoys sent by the affiliated country Eastern Jin.

I lost all face of the great country.

This year, the emperor issued an order, and he must not be compared by other countries.

If Sister Wan can defeat the affiliated country and win back the dignity of a big country, it will be a major event for the country to win glory.

The emperor was happy, and with the credit of Winter Wheat, he bestowed the title of a county lord, and the county lord should have the opportunity.

In this way, the fourth family will not see anything.

And the county chief reported that the villagers who planted winter wheat used the name of the eldest elder in the family.

With the names of elders, it makes sense!

~

Because of the rain in the past two days, the drying of the wheat was two days late.

This is also impossible, this season is the rainiest season in Ningyuan County.

Fortunately, the wheat has been sun-dried for two days before, and it is half dried, so it will not germinate so easily.

Wen Jiafu has been walking with wind these days.

He came to a warm home.

The drying field is not big enough, and the open space in the front and back yards of Wennuanjia is covered with wheat.

Wen Jiarui and Feng An were turning wheat.

"Fourth, have you calculated the yield per mu of wheat in your family? How many kilograms per mu?"

"It hasn't dried yet, it hasn't counted yet."

"Fourth, you can't finish so much wheat, my restaurant needs wheat, and I know a grain merchant who is willing to buy your wheat at a high price, fifty cents a pound! Big brother also pays fifty cents a catty to help you. You have bought all your wheat."

Wen Jiarui shook his head: "I don't sell any wheat in my house!"

"Fourth, fifty cents a pound! This is an exorbitant price! Are you stupid? Don't sell it? If you sell it and buy other wheat, you can double it!"

"Needless to say, eldest brother, I won't sell one hundred cents a pound. My wheat is useful! Is there anything else, eldest brother? I'll go to the restaurant to have a look." Wen Jiarui issued an order to evict guests.

Wen Nuan designed a pedal thresher and was about to take it up the mountain for Nalan Jinnian to make it.

She came out just to hear Wen Jiafu's words, and looked at Wen Jiafu and said with a smile: "Uncle, why do you want to buy my wheat?"

High price acquisition? Is he so generous? She believes in him!

Don't think she doesn't know that he peeks at her wheat field.

Wen Jiafu avoided the warm eyes that seemed to know everything: "Isn't this new food more fragrant? My restaurant wants to rely on this to generate some business! Fourth, we are all brothers, my restaurant has almost no customers now, you Won't you help big brother?"

Wen Nuan smiled: "Next year! Next year, I will sell winter wheat to my uncle for one hundred cents a pound. This year, my family intends to use the wheat for promotion and making a fortune! We are all brothers, uncle, you don't want to rob, no, yes Want to cut off our family's future!"

Wen Jiafu's smile was a little stiff, and his heart was a little uneasy: "...how could it be! Since that's the case, I won't buy it."

Warm smile even brighter: "There is no best!"

Then she said to Wen Jiarui: "Dad, I designed something, if it can be done, it will be a reward, and I will find Brother Seventeen!"

After saying that, Wen Nuan smiled and glanced at Wen Jiafu.

"Be careful." Wen Jiarui didn't ask what it was.

Wen Jiafu looked at the paper in Wen Nuan's hand, and his heart was like a cat's paw.

What did this warm sister design?

Just meeting the warm eyes, he subconsciously dodged.

He smiled warmly, but ignored him, sat directly on Da Hui's back, and went up the mountain.

In addition to giving Nalan Jinnian the design drawings of the thresher, he went up the mountain to pick some flowers and herbs to make scar removal cream to remove the scars on Wen Jiarui's face.

She will go to Beijing soon, and she wants to remove the scar on his face before going to Beijing.

Wen Jiafu felt a little uneasy. He didn't stay any longer. He hurriedly went to Blessing and Youcai, and the village chief to buy wheat seeds.

But they didn't sell it, saying that the wheat had already been sold to others.

Wen Jiafu returned empty-handed, so he could only tell the county magistrate about it.

"What about the county magistrate? They don't sell it." For some reason, he had a bad premonition when he remembered the warm expression on his face.

The county magistrate was a little angry, Wen Jiafu couldn't do such a small thing! But he didn't dare to forcefully buy or sell, and made a big fuss: "The wheat is all the same, you can go to other counties to buy some and return it and hand it over."

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