The boys were busy carrying large items, and they were so tired that they were sweating.
The maids were arranging the soft bundles quickly with their hands, and they were so busy that they couldn't move.
Just three days ago, Zhu Yuanzhang finally issued the final sentence to Hu Weiyong - he was demoted to the county magistrate of Huating County (Shanghai), Songjiang Prefecture, and was never allowed to return to Beijing.
Now that the edict has been issued, everyone in the mansion is naturally busy packing their luggage, not daring to delay for a moment.
Today is the day to leave Beijing.
Hu Weiyong sat in the Taishi's chair and looked at the carved and painted Hu Mansion for the last time.
From the local government to the central government, then to the pinnacle of imperial power, and finally back to the local government, Hu Weiyong was quite emotional.
This life can be regarded as a worthwhile trip.
If you are lucky enough to experience the scenery at the pinnacle of power, you will die without regrets.
Faintly, the sharp sword hanging in Hu Weiyong's heart was finally put down.
Although the Hu Mansion looks beautiful on the surface, it is all illusory after all.
It looks like flowers are blooming, but in fact, the oil is boiling in the fire, and it is extremely cold at high places.
Every night, Hu Weiyong would toss and turn, worrying whether the Holy Emperor would discover his series of crimes tomorrow and then execute the entire Hu family.
When everything is up in the air, everything seems so tense.
But when this moment really came, Hu Weiyong felt relieved.
It seems to be a good choice to become a small county magistrate in a local area, to be a wealthy and idle man, and to live in seclusion in the countryside.
Hu Weiyong was sighing with emotion when Wang supported Hu Changan and slowly walked into the main hall.
Although Hu Changan's injury was no longer serious with the support of the system, as a mother, Wang was always worried.
Hu Changan couldn't resist, so he had to carefully step into the main hall with Wang's support.
When Hu Weiyong saw this ruthless son who blew himself up, he sighed deeply and didn't know what to say.
At first, Hu Weiyong was furious.
I have worked hard to run my own business, and finally reached a position where one person is lower than ten thousand people. But now I have failed in one fell swoop and lost everything. This is something that no one can bear.
But after calming down for a few days, Hu Weiyong also figured it out.
I only have one son, so what else can I do?
Now that things have come to this, I can only accept it.
When Hu Chang'an saw Hu Weiyong, he also gave a big salute and said in a deep voice: "The child is unfilial, so the father has to worry about it."
Hu Weiyong waved his hand and replied without any formality: "I wonder if the yield of your potatoes can really reach twenty stones per mu?"
"Back to my father, the yield per mu can be fully achieved, or even exceeded."
"Oh, that's good. You must grow potatoes well in the palace." Hu Weiyong looked at his son's confident face. Although he still didn't believe it in his heart, he could only blindly believe in Hu Changan at this moment.
After all, things have come to this, everyone will be happy if the seeds are harvested, but if the seeds are not harvested, the Hu Mansion will be in bad luck again.
Hu Changan responded repeatedly, and at the same time he told Hu Weiyong in turn: "Father, you must work hard in Huating County. Don't look at it. It's just a small fishing village now. If it is developed well, Huating County will be a Feng Shui area."
Treasure land!"
When Hu Changan saw his father's transfer order, he was also surprised, and then he felt happy.
Huating County is the prosperous Shanghai of later generations!
In Hu Changan's future plans, Huating County must be developed.
After all, what’s the point of just making trouble at home? If you want to make trouble, just make a big one and go directly to overseas trade!
Shanghai is an important hub for maritime trade. My father is being transferred now, which may help me a lot in the future.
After hearing this, Hu Weiyong felt warm in his heart. He didn't expect that his cheating son would comfort him.
Hu Weiyong was worried in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just waved his hands and said: "Of course, but don't underestimate your father. Your father is the prime minister of the dynasty. It is not a sure thing to govern a small county."
"That's good, that's good." Hu Changan responded quickly.
The father and son chatted for a while, and then, at the urging of the concierge, Hu Weiyong took Wang and got on the carriage leaving Beijing.
Watching the carriage go away, Hu Changan also looked a little melancholy.
This cheap dad is really good to me. Once his dad leaves, I will be alone in Yingtian City, and I am quite reluctant to let him go.
Suppressing the sadness of separation, Hu Changan slowly stepped into the much empty Hu Mansion and packed up his salutes.
In the afternoon, I will go to the palace to plant potatoes.
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Carrying a simple luggage and more than ten large potatoes redeemed from the system, Hu Changan walked into the majestic palace gate under the leadership of the young eunuch.
Behind the tall palace gate, the legendary palace was unexpectedly simple, which was beyond Hu Changan's expectation.
Compared with the Forbidden City in Beijing, the Imperial Palace in Nanjing is obviously much simpler.
There are neither magnificent paintings nor carved pavilions. Instead, large open spaces are planted with seasonal vegetables.
When Hu Changan saw this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
It seems that what is recorded in the history books is indeed true. Zhu Yuanzhang was not only diligent, but also first-rate in thrift.
Following the little eunuch through the circuitous corridors, Hu Changan finally came to the place where he was going to work - a separate vegetable field.
Unlike the fertile vegetable fields next to it, the land left for Hu Changan was specially filled with dry sand.
Hey, I said that these potatoes can be grown in sandy land and dry land, and Lao Zhu actually got me a pile of sandy soil. Hu Changan couldn't help but dumbfounded.
Next to the vegetable field, stood three farmers wearing coarse linen clothes. They all had dark skin and strong bodies. They looked like masters at farm work.
Seeing Hu Changan, the three farmers quickly saluted Hu Changan. The young eunuch on the side also explained at this time: "These are farmers specially recruited by your Majesty from among the people. They are at the mercy of Mr. Hu."
When Hu Changan saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Whether in his previous life or in this life, Hu Changan has never been to the ground seriously.
Although he was very confident, Hu Changan still felt a little guilty when farming with only a system manual.
It was thanks to Lao Zhu that he immediately called in three good helpers.
Hu Changan nodded with satisfaction and asked, "What are your names?"
"Sir, my name is Wang Wu, and these two are named Zhang San and Li Si respectively." One of the farmers replied respectfully.
"Okay, Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, from today on, you will follow me to grow potatoes. You are about to witness the birth of history." Hu Changan vowed, taking the opportunity to draw a big picture for these three farmers.
cake.
"I will certainly live up to your trust," the three of them replied excitedly.
Seeing that the atmosphere was almost stirring, Hu Changan took out a potato from the sack he carried with him, placed it squarely on the table beside him, and said mysteriously: "This is what we are going to plant next."