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"Wechen knows about it." Zheng Yuan smiled bitterly, bowed down and said, "The Queen Mother also knows about this. ”

This Zhang County Order once recommended a woman who made tofu to Zheng Langzhong, and Zheng Langzhong thanked him for his meritorious recommendation, so he ensured that he made the Linjiang County Order on his behalf. The Queen Mother also planned to reward the woman who made tofu. Huang Zijian also bowed down and said.

"Oh, when it comes to tofu, I have also heard of it, and that woman is also very good, and what is even more rare is that she can have the people in her heart, benefit the people, and selflessly give tofu recipes. Valuable. Huangpu Ji'an nodded. Tofu is now also a delicacy in the palace, and it is a dish that the Queen Mother must order every day.

"Exactly." Huang Zijian agreed: "According to folk rumors, these two crops of rice were also researched by this woman, and the people of Linjiang Town have regarded her as a fairy and has a high reputation. ”

"It's really funny, I think that woman must have united with Zhang Xianling to fool the people, and the people were ignorant, so they fell for them!" Qu Wenjiang said angrily.

"What if it's true? No one had invented tofu before, but the woman did. Why did everyone here not believe that she had researched two crops of rice? Huang Zijian asked rhetorically.

If this is true, doesn't that mean that the people's food will be doubled in the future? Doesn't that mean that the treasury can also increase revenue?

Huangpu Ji'an unconsciously straightened his body, as an emperor, he rarely put joy, anger and sorrow on his face, but now his mood is really a little agitated.

"Your Majesty, the matter of the two crops of rice is very involved, and you must not rely on Huang Shangshu's words alone, the Si Nong Department has already said that the climate of Luoshui River, the two crops of rice are pure empty talk!"

"Your Majesty, Weichen thinks that Huang Shangshu is reasonable, that woman can invent tofu, it can be seen that she is very human, and there are many talented people in the people, maybe she really has a way." Zheng Yuan bowed and said, he was bitten by Qu Wenjiang and had to speak for Huang Zijian.

"I think you're trying to take the opportunity to shield your brother-in-law." Qu Wenjiang was extremely dissatisfied with Zheng Yuan's sudden interjection and said sarcastically.

"You!" Zheng Yuan wanted to refute.

"Okay, don't make any noise. Prime Minister, tell me about it. Huangpu Ji'an didn't want to listen to the fight between them, so he turned to ask Situ Yingcheng.

"The minister thinks that the two crops of rice are very involved, even if the woman can really study it? Can there be verification? If the seeds are sown in the ground in advance to germinate, they say that they have researched two crops of rice, and the people blindly believe in her because they believe in her prestige among the people, and they have sown seeds in advance. Please also think twice, Your Majesty. ”

"Making tofu and farming are two different things, that woman can make tofu, but she may not be able to farm!" The officials whispered.

Huangpu Ji'an frowned deeply, turned to look at Shangguan Ji, although he ignored the affairs of the court, but the advice of the upper is quite important.

"Taifu, do you have anything to say?" Huangpu Ji'an asked.

"The old minister is dizzy, how can he discuss any more government affairs, but the old minister remembered that a student of the first two **** wrote to me, and the letter mentioned the matter of two crops of rice. There is also my uncompetitive grandson Shangguan Chun, who is now also in Linjiang Town, and he once wrote a poem to me, the poem is called Early Spring, most of which I have forgotten, but I especially remember two of them: Rushing crazy to pick up rice like a thousand waves, and Sheweng is busy farming.

If the rice seedlings can grow like waves in February, it can be seen that the woman may not be exaggerating, and Zhang County's order may not be very happy. ”

Shangguan Ji seemed to be chatting with the emperor about family life, telling what she had seen and heard.

"My pure child is not angry, he only reads the books of sages and sages, and he doesn't understand the world, so he must not lie."

"Taifu, seedling planting is not a joke, even if she has no seedlings in her right now, but this seedling that grows against the season, who can guarantee that it will bear fruit in the future?" Situ Yingcheng warned.

"Prime Minister Situ, do you know how to farm?" Shangguan Ji laughed and said, not at all.

"No, it won't." Situ replied angrily, how could he be a dignified man!

"Do any of you here know how to farm?" Shangguan Ji turned to everyone in front of the hall and asked. But before everyone could answer, he said: "After everyone here is from a family, even if a few people are from poor families, I believe they have long forgotten how to farm."

Although the people are ignorant, their ancestors have been tending to the land for generations, and none of us can compare with them what should grow in the ground, when it will grow, and when it will bear fruit. ”

"Hmph, there is a specialization in the art industry, farming is their life, and they will naturally learn something." Situ snorted.

"What the prime minister said is that farming is their life, and they will never joke with their own lives. It would have been easy for the woman to fool the people in other ways along with the county order, but if she had used two crops of rice to fool the people, the people would not have bought it. If the people buy it, then the two crops of rice will definitely be feasible. ”

Shangguan Ji took out a piece of paper from his cuff, there was a picture on the paper, and various finger prints were densely printed in the blank space, and handed it to his father-in-law on the side, asking him to present it to the emperor.

This painting was painted by a student of Shangguan Fu in Linjiang Prefecture, and it depicts people sowing seeds and planting land in the freezing rain against the cold wind. The local people knew that this painting was dedicated to the emperor, and they pressed their handprints one after another, and asked His Majesty not to blame the county commander.

"Your Majesty, in this way, this county order is a bold and honest official!" Huang Zijian took the opportunity to admonish.

"Well, it's a vivid picture. I don't know which student is Shangguan's nephew? Huangpu Ji'an looked interested and asked casually.

"This person's name is Zhang Zhengxiu, and he is Zhang Xianling's younger brother. He entered the White Lotus Gate at the age of eight, and after the twelve-year-old Zhongxiucai, the Lotus Zhibao promoted him to study in Fu Er's academy, and he is already sixteen years old this year, and it is reported that he plans to enter the school to try. Shangguan Ji said with a smile.

"Twelve-year-old talent is not bad." Huangpu Ji'an said with a smile, the twelve-year-old Xiucai is already a genius in Linjiang Town, but in the capital, it is only acceptable.

"Your Majesty, after all, the matter of the two crops of rice is widely implicated, and Prime Minister Situ's worries are not unreasonable, why don't you let the county order make meritorious contributions, and be optimistic about the growth of the two crops of rice for Your Majesty, if he really does it by then, he will be rewarded for his merits, and if he is in addition to the bad pool, he will be punished again, how about it?"

Seeing that the emperor's attitude was pleasant, Huang Zijian made a compromise opinion.

"Quasi-play." Huangpu Ji'an was in a good mood, and handed back the book of all people in his hand to his father-in-law on the side, and the guild would care, shouting "retreat" at the throat of the male duck

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

It has been three days since I came back from Zilu Township, and the sky is beautiful, and after three days and three nights of continuous drizzle, the sky is sunny again.

"God has eyes, the county master should be able to release it soon, right?" Hearing that Zhang Zhengmin was imprisoned, not only Shumin and the Zhang family were worried, but the people of the county were also worried.

Fortunately, it was raining, and the master and chief secretary of the county government led the people of the county government to inspect everywhere in the rain, and the group of people from Baili Village who studied the two crops of rice also went to the townships to guide everyone on how to properly build a shed and keep warm.

Seeing that the seeds had fallen to the ground, the hearts of the people fell back into their stomachs.

Two days later, the holy decree came to this remote town of Yamen again, Linjiang County ordered Zhang Zhengmin to be diligent and love the people, and to worry about the people was commendable, but the two crops of rice were widely implicated, so the county order of Linjiang County continued to study the two crops of rice, and when the success was achieved, the meritorious deeds were rewarded.

As soon as Zhang Zhengmin was released from prison, Zhengxiu, who had received the news early, sent a carriage and waited outside the prison.

The people from the yamen also went to pick it up, but Zhang Zhengmin had just been released from prison, thinking about his old father, wife and children at home, and was not in a hurry to return to the county ya, and followed Zhengxiu back to Baili Village.

Filial piety and affection are all common feelings, and the master and several Yamen people certainly understood, and they happily returned to the Yamen after seeing him leave.

Baili Village, Uncle Niang and Xiao Li and a group of women and children of the Zhang family went to the entrance of the village early, Zhengmin got out of the carriage, and was surrounded by it, Uncle Niang looked at the emaciated eldest son in prison, and immediately pulled him to cry, and Xiao Li kept wiping his tears on the side.

"It's good to come out, it's good to come out, Jeongmin is blessed, everyone should be happy."

After pouring the water boiled with grapefruit leaves to drive away bad luck, sprinkling glutinous rice to drive away bad luck, and crossing the brazier to drive away evil spirits, Jeongmin finally returned to the long-lost Zhang family.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his old father and several elders of the Zhang family sitting in front of the hall, and saw him being embraced by a group of women and children to enter the door.

"Don't kneel down for me!" As soon as he saw his son enter the door, Lao Lizheng scolded him with his head and face, which frightened everyone and looked at each other, very puzzled.

"What are you doing, Jeongmin just came out of prison and has suffered a lot." Uncle Niang maintained.

"Suffering? I think he just suffered too little, and the court didn't wronged him, so he only became the county magistrate for two months, how many bribes did he accept in private? The ancestor of the Zhang family trained a man to take a concubine only if he had no children at forty, and he had only been the county magistrate for two months, and the entire backyard was full of smoke and miasma.

When Xiao Li went home that day, the big bags were full of gifts from others, and later Mama Gao mentioned Artemisia annua and red cherry blossoms, and he knew that his good son actually took a concubine, and it was two.

"My son knows it's wrong." Jeong-min had nothing to say, and fell heavily on his knees, making a crisp sound on the bluestone slab.

He also thought a lot about it in prison during this time, although he was unfortunately imprisoned, he only felt that the lack of thought at that time made people take advantage of the loophole and join him.

If he had to choose again, he would never have made that mistake again.

As for the matter of accepting bribes and taking concubines as mentioned by his father, although it violates the ancestral teachings of the Zhang family, it is not a big deal in his opinion.

As an official, if you only think about the breeze on your sleeves and don't understand human feelings, you will only ask for hardships in the end. If he doesn't say anything about those squires, he, the county master, can only make an ornament. In the end, I can only be depressed. (To be continued.) )

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