Chapter 21 What Guarantee? Take His Ancestor Guarantee
"Half an hour ago, the grassroots people came to check the growth of the crops and found that the tenant farmers were killed and the vegetable fields were destroyed like this. When the grassroots people heard that there was a movement in the academy, they hurried back without reporting anything. Now that I think about it, it seems that the murderer was
They were the group of people who assassinated the Crown Prince——"
Qi Yan spoke lightly,
"Everyone in the academy knows that the little gentleman spent several months cultivating new crops and took great care of them. These crops are all his hard work - I dare to ask the prince, who would destroy his hard work?"
King Pengcheng choked.
Everyone came to their senses and responded to Qi Yan one after another.
Yes, these are all the painstaking efforts of the lord to cultivate for several months——
In the eyes of the lord, these are his sons and daughters. He feels extremely distressed even if there is a small problem in the farm. He spends all night thinking about the solution. How could someone be trampled on like this?
He also took in tenant farmers to take care of their crops and had a very good relationship with them. How could he kill people and leave their bodies in the mountains?
"These are just one-sided words." King Pengcheng sneered.
These poor people are all disciples of the academy, and they are devoted to Xie Yuan. If the academy collapses, they will be back to the situation where they have to borrow books from aristocratic families - how could they not help him.
"There is a row of footprints over there. If you look closely, you can see that they are heading north. Your Majesty, you can look for the shoe prints and chase them, hoping to catch the murderer." Xie Yuan pointed to a series of bloody footprints next to the vegetable field.
, and bowed to King Pengcheng.
"Xie Yuan, how can you guarantee that this is just a show on your part, trying to shirk the crime from someone who is not responsible?" King Pengcheng narrowed his eyes.
Xie Yuan smiled.
What guarantee should he use? His ancestors should guarantee him.
"The common people swear in the name of my late mother that if she is the real culprit who murders the prince, she will be so unruly in this life that her bones will disappear when she grows old." Xie Yuan slowly raised his eyes and looked steadily at King Pengcheng.
The young man's eyes were so clear that King Pengcheng couldn't see any guilt in him.
Somehow, King Pengcheng was frustrated.
He had already taken out his old mother to swear an oath, and if he still swore such a poisonous oath, could he continue to find reasons to deal with Xie Yuan?
Of course not, at least now I have no excuse.
Even if he wants to do it now, there are two children from aristocratic families beside him.
The children of the Sima clan all relied on the aristocratic families to create the Jin Dynasty. If there was a dispute with the children of these aristocratic families, the most disadvantageous would be the children of the Sima clan.
Forget it, there will be plenty of opportunities to kill this Xie Yuan in the future.
King Pengcheng snorted coldly and led his men to chase in the direction where the footprints left. Sure enough, they caught up with a group of assassins at the foot of the mountain in the north.
The assassins held crossbows in their hands, and the arrows in their hands coincided with the arrows used to assassinate Prince Pengcheng.
What's strange is that when they were chased, they were all dead - all of them had their necks wiped, without exception.
The assassin was killed. Was it someone behind the scenes who killed him to prevent leaks, or was it really a good show staged by Xie Yuan?
After much thought, King Pengcheng still felt that this matter was more or less related to Xie Yuan.
In short, he completely held a grudge against Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan escaped because of Qi Yan's words.
"Unjust, let's bury these tenants. There are still young and old at home, and they have all been brought to the academy. I just want to add a few pairs of chopsticks." Xie Yuan glanced at the tenants who died tragically and said warmly.
"Here."
Huo Qubing and several diners found some pieces of white cloth and carried the person away. Everyone felt heavy in their hearts when they looked at the mess.
These sweet potato seedlings are about to start to bear fruit. If they are tortured like this, not only will they not be able to bear fruit, but the plant itself may even die.
The lord's hard work was wasted like this...
Xie Yuan walked into Tianzhong, took a closer look at the situation, and turned to the diners: "Rebuild the greenhouse."
"My lord...these seedlings are all broken and can no longer bear fruit." A guest spoke in a low voice, with a hint of sadness in his words.
"Who said they grow from above?" Xie Yuan blinked.
Everyone: "??"
Could it be that it grew out of the ground?
"Xiao Yuan means that sweet potato refers to the roots of these crops?" Qi Yan was the first to realize what Xie Yuan meant.
"good."
"Ah, can we still eat those who work in the fields?" Everyone was completely confused.
"Of course they are edible, and they are sweet to satisfy hunger. If we don't set up the greenhouse soon, they will completely break down in a few days."
After hearing Xie Yuan's words, the diners came to their senses one after another and started looking for materials to build the greenhouse.
No wonder the Lord didn't feel any distress when he saw these sweet potato seedlings being trampled like this. It turns out that sweet potatoes really grow in the soil.
The lord's hard work has not been in vain, oh!
After two days of busy work, Huo Qubing and the others made arrangements for the funeral arrangements for several tenant farmers. When they came back, they saw that the greenhouses had been built again. They were curious and came over to inquire.
Hearing that sweet potatoes are the root of this farming, Huo Qubing and others also looked surprised.
This is the first time I heard that the roots of this plant are edible.
"My lord, can you eat all the roots of the crops?" Huo Qubing asked.
"No, only some of them are edible. They are like peanuts and cassava."
"Peanut...cassava?" Huo Qubing was stunned.
Xie Yuanmo.
Both of these plants were introduced to China hundreds of years later, and he had forgotten about them.
However, the system seems to have given him the seeds of these two plants. In the future, he can try to grow peanuts to squeeze oil, so that the people can have a taste of the oil and water.
"These are all agricultural works outside the Western Regions. I heard my grandma talk about them when he was still alive." Comrade Xiao Xie began to talk nonsense seriously.
Huo Qubing realized.
Oh, outside the Western Regions.
"Since the founding of the Jin Dynasty, in the thirteen years since the founding of the Jin Dynasty, although there has been a Protectorate of the Western Regions, no one has been willing to trade for fear of being robbed by barbarians along the way." Speaking of the Western Regions, he couldn't help but shake his head.
I think back then, when the powerful Han Dynasty expelled the Tartars, the Western Regions were all controlled by the Han Dynasty, and countless trades started from Chang'an, which made the Han Dynasty prosperous and famous all over the world - in the vast Central Plains, which barbarian would dare to step into the pass with iron hooves?
Look at now...
Forget it, I won’t complain anymore. The more I complain, the angrier I’ll get.
"Someone will go to trade in the future." Xie Yuan smiled slightly.
"after?"
"Yeah." Xie Yuan thought of something and slowly put down the pen he was practicing on, "It's unjust. In the future, the academy will not entertain children of aristocratic families or princes and nobles."
From the murder of Prince Pengcheng, he could clearly feel that someone was secretly trying to kill him.
In this era, the only way to do what you want to do is to survive first - in order not to attract hatred from others, he had better be careful.
"Here."
Huo Qubing understood what Xie Yuan meant and conveyed these words to several janitors.
So from here on, all the children of aristocratic families and princes and nobles who wanted to visit after hearing about Xie Yuan's reputation as a virtuous man were turned away. As time went by, no one came to visit him again.
Except for those from a poor family, almost everyone scolded Xie Yuan for being a noble man, saying that he was just trying to gain fame.