"My subordinate mentioned it to the prince once before, but at that time the prince and the princess's marriage was scheduled for two years later, so the prince might not be sure."
What Cangliu said felt aggrieved.
But Qiu An was shocked. She didn't expect that he had already told the prince about getting married so early.
Song Chen was also a little surprised.
But since he didn't agree to this matter, Song Chen still decided to let him nod.
"Find a suitable time and tell the prince, he will get it right."
There was no need to ask. I was afraid that the marriage between her uncle and Su Ze was blocked by that man.
It really is……
If I can't get married, even the people around me won't be allowed to get married.
"Thank you, Princess."
With Song Chen's words, Cang Liu knew that his wife was stable, and he immediately thanked Song Chen again and again.
A small episode on the road ended with a perfect ending. The carriage was about to arrive at its destination, and no one mentioned the topic again.
"Princess, the area in front of you is the two Zhuangzi that my subordinate mentioned earlier. Look at the mountains and land in the distance, they are all yours."
Song Chen looked in the direction of Cang Liu's finger. The area of the two villages was not too small, and the continuous mountains in the distance also looked very majestic.
"Are there no more suitable Zhuangzi around?"
"The area around here is the one that best meets your requirements, Princess. I have also visited other places. The area is not large, the population is large, and the water source is not very good."
Cangliu analyzed the situation.
According to Song Chen's plan, it was to build a 10,000-acre manor, but looking at the current situation, it seemed a little difficult.
After all, the north is no better than the south.
But having mountains and land is also a good choice.
"Go and take a look first before talking."
If there are no accidents, develop this side first, and the rest can come later.
The carriage stopped outside Zhuangzi. Cangliu went in and gave an explanation before leading the horse out, "Princess, Zhuangzi has explained everything. Now the steward of Zhuangzi is a subordinate who was transferred from the original prince Zhuangzi. I will go first."
Bring food to the prince."
He had not forgotten that Song Chen asked him to deliver the food before. Although at that time he wanted the princess to deliver it herself, the princess had given him such a great grace on the way. He wanted to find the prince's wedding planner as soon as possible.
Set it down.
How could Song Chen not know what he was planning, and he didn't stop him, "Go ahead."
As soon as Cangliu carried his things and got on his horse, everyone in the village ran out.
They stood respectfully in front of the carriage. When Qiu An helped Song Chen out, they all knelt down and said, "See you, Princess."
With his identity here, Song Chen had to endure it even if he didn't like this form.
After all, there is no way she can change the deep-rooted ideas in these people's minds.
"I'm a normal person, no need to be polite."
After saying that, Song Chen stood still in front of them. These people stood up in a hurry but just lowered their heads. No matter how curious they were, they did not dare to raise their heads to look at Song Chen.
"I, the princess, came here today just to see what's going on in Zhuangzi. I believe Cangliu has told you about the plan before."
Zhuangzi's steward took a small step forward and said, "As for the princess, the fields on Zhuangzi have been plowed and are just waiting for spring plowing."
A ten thousand-acre manor cannot be built in a year or two. Everything in it must be enriched little by little, so this year Song Chen still asked them to plow in the spring, but the method of spring plowing will be somewhat changed.
And besides basic food, Song Chen had other plans.
"Let's go take a look first. The steward will lead the way. Everyone else should disperse."
This was her first time back in Zhuangzi. She had only seen the layout from pictures. She needed to make a field trip before she could decide where to plant what.
"Yes, Princess, please come this way."
With the princess's grace, everyone except the steward resigned.
The steward followed Song Chen and Qiu An, introducing the current situation in Zhuangzi as he walked.
"This side is connected to the water source. Most of the water source for irrigation on Zhuangzi relies on this river."
"Here is a mountain, so we can raise some poultry."
"This way..."
Under normal circumstances, as long as the Zhuangzi with a larger area is basically covered, all kinds of crops are covered, and only those small Zhuangzi will all be used to grow food.
It's just that in a village like this under a prince or an lord, what is grown must first be donated to the house, and the rest can be sold for profit.
Song Chen just listened all the way without expressing any opinions first. After walking through the entire village, she went back to the house to rest for a while.
The area of this Zhuangzi is really not small. People like the steward who have been in the Zhuangzi all year round will feel tired after walking around in such a circle, but Song Chen didn't feel any strange at all.
It has to be surprising.
"Have you ever visited the other Zhuangzi steward?"
Because they will eventually be connected together to form one manor, even if they are composed of two manors, there will only be one steward.
When the steward heard Song Chen's question, he quickly replied.
"Going back to the princess, I have already visited it before. It is basically the same as here. They are all close to the river. However, compared to the two villages, the wasteland and mountains you bought earlier are
It’s a little more troublesome.”
"how do I say this?"
Song Chen heard him saying trouble, so he asked.
"It takes a lot of time to cultivate wasteland and barren mountains. The cost is too high, and no crops can grow on the mountains. Calculated this way, we should make a lot of money. I think the scenery on the mountains is good, so I can build a pavilion.
Something like that should be good."
What the steward said was very pertinent, and he had thought about it carefully. If he had not come from modern times, Song Chen would definitely agree with the steward's statement, but since she had this plan, she would definitely let her
It's worth every penny you spend here.
"What you said is not unreasonable, but the princess here will have some other plans. The land on the Zhuangzi here can be planted and cultivated according to your previous plan, but medicinal materials and flowers need to be planted on the Zhuangzi opposite.
, the Japanese princess will have the seeds delivered in a few days."
The steward was slightly startled, but quickly regained his composure, "Yes, Princess."
Such a reaction made Song Chen find it interesting, "As expected of someone close to the prince, I thought the steward would ask why medicinal herbs and flowers were planted."
"I don't dare. Zhuangzi belongs to the princess. I only need to help the princess keep an eye on Zhuangzi. The rest should not be under my control."
Everyone who works under the prince knows that it is important to understand their identity. In their current position, they must know clearly what to do and what not to do, and they must never have any other ideas.
Now the steward still doesn't know what kind of road lies before him.
Although he was working for the prince and princess now and had both face and money, he would not know until Song Chen's manor became profitable that Zhuangzi could still do this.
And his current answer also satisfied Song Chen.
"Go and prepare some pen and ink. It's still early. I'll draw a picture for you. You can just plan according to the drawing. In addition, we need to quickly find someone to reclaim the wasteland and mountains over there."
"Yes, Princess, I will go and prepare now."
Soon the person in charge delivered the pen and ink that Song Chen asked for. While Song Chen was drawing, the person in charge had already started to arrange the work.
The other workers in this village are also trustworthy, and the tasks assigned to them can be done well.
"You all go to the nearby villages and ask if anyone is willing to open up wasteland. If so, ask them to come over tomorrow and I will take a look first. The wages will definitely not be less than other jobs."
The manager asked several people to go to the nearby village to ask about the workers, "This matter must be handled properly. It was just ordered by the master. It cannot be handled badly."
"Don't worry, manager, we will do a good job. We will definitely find the person."
It will definitely take a lot of time to cultivate so many barren mountains and wastelands. The longer you work, the more money you will earn. Anyone who is not stupid will come.
However, there is still a period of spring plowing in between.
"Manager, did the master say that this matter is urgent? Spring plowing is about to begin, and I'm afraid no one will come back during the spring plowing days." Someone raised the question.
"Spring plowing is a big deal, and our village also needs spring plowing."
Everyone knows that last year's situation was like this, so this year's spring plowing will definitely not be careless, and the prince is also very interested in this matter. Their land reclamation work will not be able to keep up with this year's spring plowing, so there is no need to rush.
"Okay steward, we understand."
As long as you don't rush, this matter will be much easier to handle.
Song Chen in the room was carefully sketching the plan for Zhuangzi. According to the patterns he had seen before, Song Chen made adjustments in some places to make Zhuangzi look very interesting as a whole, and the division of areas was also more detailed.
A little more subtle.
The same goes for the ones on the other side where medicinal materials and flowers are to be planted. Song Chen drew them all on Zhuangzi and marked every part.
When the last stroke was finished, Song Chen shook his neck with some discomfort.
"What time is it? Why hasn't Cang Liu come back yet?"
It has been a while since they came to Zhuangzi. Zhuangzi has walked around in a circle and finished the drawings, but they haven't seen Cangliu come back yet.
Qiu An also felt a little strange.
"It's three o'clock in the morning. Maybe the prince has something to tell Cang Liu. Don't worry."
I wasn't worried about Song Chen, but I just felt that the time was a little too long.
In fact, what they didn't know was that Cang Liu really couldn't come back so early.
When he went to deliver food, Cang Xiu
It is useful.
Especially what Cangliu said made him even more happy, and at the same time he was extremely envious of the accompanying officials.