Ye Yuran nodded and pointed to the sky: "Well, it's this 'auspicious'."

Mr. Cen was immediately surprised: "How...why did you ask about this matter? You don't want to offer 'auspiciousness', do you? Aunt Zhu, you have to think clearly. If this matter is not good, not only may you not bring it

Any blessing may bring disaster.”

Little people have their own way of survival, which is to never touch things they shouldn't touch.

Ye Yuran was a little serious and said: "I know, I didn't have any idea of ​​'auspiciousness', but someone has already made an idea to our house, so I have to guard against it."

"How come?!"

Ye Yuran quickly told Jiang Yousheng that they had stolen "winter wheat". She said: "This planting method is not surprising, but no one has tried it here in Taidang Mountain, so I succeeded once.

It looks a bit eye-catching. If you place it further south, it can be grown two or three times a year."

Mr. Cen likes to read travel notes, and he is not unfamiliar with the fact that the south has two crops a year and three crops a year.

But he was a little confused: "Why does Aunt Zhu suddenly want to plant winter wheat?"

"It's not because of poverty," Ye Yuran sighed, "I gave birth to eight children in total. In order to support them for several years, their father and I suffered a lot in the early years. Now that they are older, it turns out that

I thought life would be better, but I have the labor force, but the land at home is not enough."

"When I sent my seventh child to school, I said that we were forced to have no choice but to think about changes when we were poor, so we had to find another way out for our children."

"The children are older and there are more mouths to eat at home, but there is only so much land. What should we do?"

"So, I can only focus on winter wheat."

…

Ye Yuran also said that she wanted to grow not only winter wheat, but also other things.

As long as it can fill her stomach, she will grow anything.

This is also thanks to the fact that she studied with the young master and read several travel notes, so she knew more things and had more ideas.

It was precisely because she had the courage to try that she tried "new things" for the family and found a way out for the family.

"What kind of 'auspiciousness' do I have? I got it step by step, through trial and error." At this point, Ye Yuran sighed, "Whenever I think about it, someone wants to make this 'auspiciousness' come out."

In our house, I am so worried that I can’t even eat.”

Mr. Cen was filled with emotion when he heard her words.

He no longer hid anything from Ye Yuran and told her all the news he heard from his friends.

This friend of his was his classmate back then, and it was thanks to his friend that he was saved from being sent to prison. He was restored to normalcy and became a teacher.

"He came here this time actually to observe the people's sentiments, write down all his experiences in a book, and submit it to the Yushitai Procuratorate..."

Ye Yuran was startled for a moment: "Shouldn't the inspection of the censor only be carried out in August every year to inspect the administration of officials? Why is it earlier this year? And Taidang Mountain is so far away from the capital, so we usually don't inspect this side, right?

"

The official system of the dynasty was quite special. The emperor had three provinces: Zhongshu, Menxia and Shangshu.

The Zhongshu Province is responsible for the filing and drafting of edicts and decrees; the subordinates are responsible for reviewing the filing and drafting of Zhongshu to decide whether to implement them; the Shangshu Province is the administrative office.

The Shangshu Province is divided into six departments: officials, households, rituals, soldiers, punishments, and work. Each has a minister (the third rank) and a minister (the fourth rank and the upper rank). This is the system of three provinces and six ministries.

Among them, the patrol censor is a rather awkward position. Logically speaking, although he is only a seventh-rank official, he is said to patrol hunting on behalf of the emperor, and the chief executives of provinces, prefectures, states, and counties are all the targets of his inspection.

Major matters were left to the emperor's decision, while minor matters could be handled immediately by the censor. The power was quite heavy.

However, because the emperor was young and the imperial power fell by the wayside, the power of patrolling the censors became a "fashion" and had long been "controlled" by the six departments of Shangshu Province, so there was no substantive content.

Ye Yuran was not very clear about this, but he also knew to a certain extent that the imperial censor had always been in an "awkward" position.

Mr. Cen also had a scornful expression on his face and said, "He was squeezed out."

Ye Yuran: "..."

I'm afraid it's not just a run, but a "distribution", right?

However, this incident further deepened Ye Yuran's understanding that she knew too little about today, which was not conducive to her making judgments.

Fortunately, there was no need for Ye Yuran to ask. Mr. Cen cryptically pointed out that his friend was because "Shang Xiu" said that the nephew of the Queen Mother of the dynasty raped a common girl, and happened to meet the Queen Mother who was about to celebrate her 60th birthday, which made the Queen Mother unhappy.

Only then was he "squeezed" out of the capital with a wink.

"For my friend, this is a good thing. After all, he is getting married soon, and the next step is to take office. When the time comes, he will be a little person crowded in, and it will not be easy to deal with."

Ye Yuran understood as soon as he heard it. Since ancient times, the struggle for imperial power in the Tian family has always been accompanied by bloodshed.

History is written by the victors, and in addition to the losers, there must be some little people who were "sacrificed".

Leaving the political whirlpool at this time is indeed not a bad thing.

"The Queen Mother is about to celebrate her 60th birthday, so this 'auspicious' is chosen for the Queen Mother?" Ye Yuran grasped the key point.

Mr. Cen did not dare to bite him to death. He said: "I don't know exactly what happened. Everyone prepares birthday gifts for the Queen Mother every year. No one can tell whether this year will be different. The Queen Mother's birthday is in the second half of the year.

It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival in August, and spring has just begun, so someone has started preparing so early, and I can’t guess which party it is.”

Ye Yuran's mood also sank.

Mr. Cen doesn't know much information. He is not sensitive to the major forces in the capital, and his friend may not be a "discerning" person, otherwise he would not be "squeezed out".

So far, the things he has talked about are basically superficial.

"Then do you know anything about the royal family, nobles, and major families in the capital?" Ye Yuran asked.

Mr. Cen shook his head: "If I had known, I wouldn't be here anymore. Madam Zhu, I won't hide it from you. When I took part in the imperial examination, I offended the powerful because of my lack of eyesight, so I was raped.

Come down."

"If you ask me anything else, I really don't know."

After saying so much, Mr. Cen felt a little regretful.

He didn't know what was going on. He could only tell his friend these words, not even his mother, but he didn't expect to say them to Aunt Zhu.

There is such a magical power in Aunt Zhu that when you sit with her, you will feel like you are having a great conversation. Unknowingly, you will say everything you should or should not say.

He was a little helpless and could only emphasize to Aunt Zhu repeatedly - these words came out of his mouth and entered her ears, and they could no longer be spread out.

Although the sky is high and the emperor is far away, if someone really wants to catch the "little pigtail" and trick them, it will be effortless.
Chapter completed!