A middle-aged man was sitting in front of the desk. The incense burner in the room was slowly smoking, and there was a letter placed in the middle of the desk.
The servant waiting at the door came in and announced that the young master of the clan had arrived.
Then, a young man in brocade clothes walked into the house and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man in front of the desk.
"I've met the head of the family!"
"How many months have you been at Zhuangzi? What do you think of Lady Huitian?" the man in the middle asked.
Recalling the painful life of the past few months, the young man's expression moved slightly, and there was some struggle in his eyes. No one likes farming, nor does he like hard work. Those few months were really miserable.
But that's not what the head of the family wanted to hear.
Putting aside the hard work of those few months, they did gain a lot.
At first, I didn't even know how to use farm tools, but now I know how to use them all, and I also know simple cultivation knowledge.
Thinking of this, the man reported it truthfully: "Sir, he distinguishes between public and private matters, rewards and punishes people and things, and has taught us a lot..."
The middle-aged man nodded and asked, "What about the farmers around Zhuangzi?"
Farmer?
The man thought for a while and quickly answered: "The farmers on Zhuangzi live a pretty good life, and everyone respects Mr. Xiang very much." After the farmers knew that they were Mr.'s disciples, they became very enthusiastic towards them.
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"Nvjun is really a person who loves and protects the people." The middle-aged man sighed.
The young man standing respectfully at the table nodded.
He really cares about the people, but he has heard that several of the Duan family's masters are working on the village. Especially the second master, who works very hard with chickens and ducks all day long, so the second master is the most popular with the old lady.
"Okay, you can go down first."
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After the heads of the aristocratic families summoned their children, they exchanged letters and talked with each other. After weighing and weighing, they agreed to the request in Qiao Lan's letter.
One is for the sweetness Qiao Lan gave, and the other is thinking about the secret breeding recipe in Qiao Lan's hands. This good breeding recipe has not yet been learned. The departure and stay of refugees can only be a trivial matter, so it is better not to hurt them because of such trivial matters.
The harmony between you and the queen.
They had long wanted to have a conversation with Lady Huitian, but she was so insufferable that she didn't even reply to her messages, let alone send her gold and silver.
He still tried his best to force some of his disciples into Zhuangzi to be the disciples of the queen.
Now that they know that Qiao Lan loves the people so much and has such noble conduct, everyone thinks they have found Qiao Lan's weakness and found a place where they can blackmail her in the future.
Besides, they didn't lose money on this deal.
Then one of them took the lead and came up with a new strategy for His Majesty.
Orders were given to ordinary farmers in the capital to free up some vacancies and to raise food and clothing donations.
If there is not enough rice and clothes, people can sign IOUs and pay back one and a half cents for every cent borrowed. This will eventually make it possible to get through the winter.
Although this behavior is somewhat shameless, it can ultimately keep people alive.
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Within a few days, their house received Yinshuang charcoal from their village. Just as Huitian Nujun wrote in her prescription, all the charcoal burned in the stove was Yinshan charcoal.
Although this recipe for making charcoal is nothing compared to the art of breeding, it is better than nothing. Everyone was satisfied and began to rejoice at their original decision.
The female monarch is a kind person. She sends her children there and respects her well. Over time, she can always learn the secret recipe in her hands.
All the noble families in the court came to "help" one after another, and the problems that had been plaguing the court for a long time were easily solved.
Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.
The Yu family also sent a reply to Qiao Lan, saying that Yu Zhao was not in the capital in recent days. They had already sent a message to Jinchang, but the distance was far away, and the road was difficult to walk in winter.
It takes a lot of effort.
Qiao Lan has already accomplished most of what he wanted to do, so he doesn't care much about the news from the Yu family.
Until the system sends the annual report in December.
Her high-yielding rice has been planted in many places in the south, with a lot of planting area, including in the north of the capital.
This kind of promotion speed was something Qiao Lan didn't expect.
The systematic report gives the planting range and yield of these varieties,
Rice has the highest proportion, accounting for 21%. One-fifth of the rice is seeds produced by the system. The main range is in the south, which is marked on the system map.
Next is rye. Rye has only small dots, so small that they are almost invisible.
The most important thing is that the system gives the proportion of these grains in Beijing's annual grain production, as well as the proportions of various types of grains.
With just this little data, Qiao Lan was able to calculate the various grain outputs in Quanbei Jing, and then classify them into categories to figure out the differences between the north and the south.
Qiao Lan was in a good mood after looking at the report. This was the first time she felt that the system was so useful.
"Is this a new feature after the update?" Qiao Lan asked the system.
[This function is indeed added after the update! As long as the host continues to work hard, there will be more and more functions in the future.] 1818's tone was a little proud.
"I'm working hard!" Qiao Lan responded.
But the problem is, no matter how hard she tries, what if there are a group of people around her who are holding her back, making all their efforts in vain?
Qiao Lan sat at the table and looked at the notes she had compiled over the past few days.
If I write more, I can compile it into a book and pass it on to future generations.
In addition to worrying about the surrounding environment, Qiao Lan is also worried about her own age.
She is over fifty years old, and although she is still in good health, even if she really lives to be a hundred, there will be a day when she can no longer do it.
If there comes a day when we really can't go any further, the main line of becoming a powerful nation will be put on hold, so we still need to prepare in advance.
Fortunately, Qiao Lan didn't wait too long...
One day two years ago, a lot of things were sent to the princess's house, which were said to be New Year's gifts for Qiao Lan, and there was also a letter.
This letter was given to Qiao Lan by the steward who sent the gift after he dismissed his servants. He also told Qiao Lan to burn it after reading it.
Qiao Lan nodded, hid the envelope in her sleeve, returned to her room, sent away her servants, and sat in front of the candle to read the letter.
This envelope is extremely small, and there are some creases on it. I don’t know what happened on the road.
Open the outer paper, and the inner note is even smaller, only as big as a palm.
There is only one simple sentence above.
I have made arrangements outside and we will definitely meet before June next year.
The words are too simple. Those who don’t know better would think that young men and women are going out to elope?
There is still half a year left in June, and I don’t know how He Lanfeng will arrange it. Can he arrange it for her whole family?
Qiao Lan complained in her heart, picked up the paper and put it on the candle to light it. After the fire swallowed up most of the paper and burned away the writing on the paper, she threw it into the flower pot next to it and mixed it with the flower mud.
Together.
In winter, the house is monotonous, so many people will place some cold-resistant flowers in the house to decorate the room.
Wait a little longer, and when you get out, you will be able to have a free and powerful country!
Due to the snowstorm this year, the palace seems not to hold a banquet.
Qiao Lan was happy that she didn't have to go to the palace to have a banquet. When going out to attend banquets, she often had to smile stiffly in front of strangers, so she felt comfortable even if she didn't go.
But after hearing that this year's palace banquet was changed to going to the Ancestral Temple to pray for blessings, Qiao Lan couldn't laugh at all.
On such a cold day, go to the Ancestral Temple to pray?