King Fu said: "It's really a coincidence, I'm afraid that my father will cheat me again." ”

Ting Yao said calmly: "The saint doesn't like the prince so much, what are you doing in a good pit?" Now he can't put out fires everywhere, so he has no time to calculate. This is like the short aunt fighting method in the family, which is all idle. Everyone is busy, so they don't have time to pinch the tip to be strong. "Therefore, the means of the master's mother's house fight are that the delicate little wives stand in the upper room and serve all day. Those who have given birth have asked them to look after the children themselves and make clothes for the children. I don't want to say anything when I'm tired at the end of the day, and I encourage you to compete with your peers for favor, and then you can't come out of a moth. It can be seen that people are all cheap bones, and when they are comfortable, they will give birth to all kinds of right and wrong. The prince's aunt style is like his father!

The blessed king is embarrassed and has a god, this parable...... He said depressedly: "It's a good thing, but I can't be happy." ”

Ting Yao glanced at King Fu: "Happiness in bitterness, no matter how sweet the fruit soaked in the bitter gourd soup is, it has to be swallowed together with the bitter juice." Our family's own death, it would be good if there was no wall to fall down and everyone pushed it. ”

King Fu leaned back on the back of the chair dejectedly: "Four girls, is there a good way?" When will production resume? When will the water conservancy be repaired to avoid next year's famine? ”

"It's not an overnight effort, what is Your Highness anxious about?"

King Fu said: "Not only Jiangxi, but also the world. I pointed to her to practice in Jiangxi and sum up her experience for the future. I don't really believe in the bureaucrats in the DPRK and China. Even if there is a good one, it may not be able to come to me, maybe I will be crushed to death before I climb to the seventh grade. Thanks to training a group of people for me, from the dragon's work, even if it is reused, no one will be dissatisfied. ”

Ting Yao's heart trembled slightly, King Fu was still worried about the world in the end. The emperor's most natural mind, in the Li family clan, there is only a bear child of the blessed king. If you think about it carefully, you can't complain about the royal family, and Wenchen's defense and exclusion of the vassal king is extremely unreasonable. Whether it is the prince or the Fu king, they are all raised as vassal kings. Of course, the stupid vassal king is more worry-free. But no one thought that the prince would have an accident? No matter how well protected you are, what if you die of a cold? To whom will the world be handed over? Or just be stupid. Sub on. Position, everyone is in control of the government? As a result, a prince who is barely benevolent, because he is young and playful, is not very able to read and break sentences, what about pit people? If you teach it well earlier, the prince may not be able to take it. There is no successor to the old emperor who does not dare to go crazy, and after sneering, it is really all bitter. After all, Ting Yao is the princess of Qin and a royal person. Who really wants their home to fall?

Ting Yao looked at the window in a daze, she couldn't do anything now. We still need to learn how to handle the administration of the DPRK. But when she learned, it didn't seem to be of much use. The capital is still fighting for the power of shipping, even if there is evil in Gyeonggi. Teaching, there are people who can't help but scrape some oil and water from the hands of the garrison. She could see that the saint wanted to punish him severely. But the court that leaked into a sieve didn't know which eye to block. It's just that he can't die alive, and King Fu and the prince can't stand the palace. King Fu casts a mouse taboo, sometimes in order to stabilize, knowing that the people of the prince's department have plucked their feathers, they can only endure it. The three waves of forces in the capital are deadlocked, and they occasionally cooperate with each other and retreat. After all, it is not a long-term solution, they are waiting for the day when they collapse their foot, and they can only wait for that day. I hope that when that day comes, this Jiangshan will still be surnamed Li.

The order of the capital was transferred from Songjiang to Nanchang along the coast. With the order came, there was also the household that Ting Yao bought for Ting Fang - after all, the capital has all kinds of things, at least big sweaters are easy to obtain. Ting Fang had already received Fang Zhide's letter, and the idea of the saint was not very surprised. Chen Fengning was a little embarrassed, he invited him to join him and pretended to be dead, but now that he has crossed the bright road, if he wants to get in, he has to beg someone. It's nothing to ask for someone, the big husband can do things, and he can bend and stretch. I am afraid that Ting Fang has sued in front of King Fu, and it will be difficult to recover the bad influence left behind. Full of worries, he sent away the smiling political envoy of Yuanbu, and continued to take people around to patrol.

Farmers are short-sighted, only concerned about the joy of the moment, and there are many people who are lazy to think after three or five days. To lead them to replant food, you have to keep an eye on them, how deep each pit is dug. Even if they know that the food they grow is for themselves, they can't help but be lazy when they get to the ground. Seeds are so precious, they usually use their own fields, but now they can't waste a single one, and they must not be tolerated by lazy goods. There are also those who are very stubborn, do not listen to others, and have to use the wrong way to plant. Obviously, he was living for everyone, and he had to be supervised by soldiers with whips. Intimidation is much more effective than persuasion.

The division of the fields proposed by Ting Fang is next year's plan, and the division of the fields is not simple, and everything has to grind your teeth. Nowadays there are assignments, all of which are planted in the ownerless wasteland, and of course some of the owners are also requisitioned. Chen Fengning took his team and talked about the pros and cons with the people from time to time. No matter how empty the truth is, it will not work if you don't talk about it. After more than a month, my voice was hoarse and I couldn't speak. There was no medicine at hand, so the doctor had to dry some wild orange peel and soak it in water, compared with Sihui tangerine peel, the effect was too far worse, and it was better than nothing.

When Xu Jingchang received the appointment, he immediately went to the capital to command the handover of the yamen, and then collected the garrison that did not run, checked the number of people, and strictly checked the empty salary. Zhou Yi easily fished out the position of a thousand households, and no matter how high the official rank Xu Jingchang was, he couldn't call the shots, so he gave a petty official first, and the province had extra branches. Everyone knows that he is Xu Jingchang's confidant, and although his official rank is small, no one dares to slack off. It's like the cronies and eunuchs around the saint, the highest is only five grades, but do you dare to provoke it

Ting Fang was out of confinement, and his body recovered, and he originally planned to build a simple martial arts practice in the courtyard of the political envoy's yamen. Coincidentally, Xu Jingchang picked up an official position, and commanded the yamen's room to be wider. The general's mansion, even the martial arts arena is ready-made, and it happens to pack up and move, so there is no need to harass Chen Fengning and his wife.

Mrs. Jiang had some malnutrition and colds before, and she was cured after asking the doctor to see it for ten days. Only Tingfang is a confinement mother, more fragile than ordinary people, and she avoided it for several days, until Tingfang except for the confinement child, the two grandparents and grandchildren dared to meet. Mrs. Jiang was frightened by the flood and fell ill again, and with anxiety in her heart, she suddenly became much older. He doesn't look like he's in his sixties. She had finally survived the troubles, she was in a good mood, and every wrinkle showed soothing. The gentle breeze of September blows through the courtyard, and simple bamboo tables and chairs are placed under the eaves, accompanying Tingfang to drink tea.

I only heard Mrs. Jiang smile and said: "The old man is most afraid of loneliness, and I really want to keep you at home." In fact, the room is too small to move. ”

Ting Fang said: "I don't know how to take children, I'm panicking." It's moving, but I'm afraid that I'll have to come over every day. Grandma, don't bother me. ”

Mrs. Jiang held a fan and smiled: "I think you are very good at leading, and the housekeeper is a good hand, better than you. Mother is a hundred times stronger. Strange way, your aunt wants to kidnap you in her heart. ”

Ting Fang smiled: "Look at what Grandma said, I'm not your grandson now?" I don't follow that. ”

Mrs. Jiang pointed at Tingfang with a fan void: "The letter you wrote is narrower than another, and I have to deal with you with the spirit!" ”

A painless conversation is the first step to familiarity. Ting Fang changed the topic and said: "The wild rabbit is roasted and braised very well, and the stewed soup tastes really bad." ”

Mrs. Jiang said solemnly: "If the taste is not good, you have to eat it." Don't you know, before you came, I was sin by the boss, and I drank light porridge every day. ”

Ting Fang was deeply sympathetic, unless he was plowed by the Japanese devils, the supreme governor of Jiangxi, no matter how big the natural disaster was, he would not be left without food. No matter how bad it is, he has the granary in his hands. But there is no news from the imperial court, and there is no trace of the future. Guarding a warehouse of grain, I dare not eat it, and I am reluctant to eat it. The nests that fill the stomach are mixed with wild vegetables, for fear that one day they will run out of food. Especially the small warehouse hidden at home, I don't dare to go up. In case of a mutiny between the military and the people, the rest of the Chang Ping positions are robbed, and the family's savings will be the treasure of life. Guarding the grain and not being able to eat enough is worse than starving. Every day is a battle between heaven and man, and every time reason and intelligence prevail, Mrs. Jiang's heart is not strong. Who does Chen's bun look like?

Mrs. Jiang said again: "I'm not afraid now, I can't get tired of eating like Jingzhong, and I have enough rice and meat." You haven't suffered as a child, and now you're eating something tasteless, right? ”

Cooking without any seasonings other than salt is indeed terrifying, worse than what Ting Fang ate in Datong. Fortunately, Ting Fang was poisoned by the school cafeteria in her previous life, and her ability to resist blows is still a little. smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not bitter to be young." Besides, my conditions have been calculated, grandma, don't you know what Han Qiao'er looked like when I picked it up in Songjiang. "Holding the child, who is only a full moon, his eyes are blank, and he keeps drinking water so that the child can have milk. But milk. The house has collapsed and the child is sucking. I couldn't suck anything, and I cried. Tingfang's fear of antiquity is engraved in the depths of his soul. She had never starved, but it was too easy for her to fall from the clouds to the bottom. So she couldn't do it at home to be as glorious as she wanted, and she was desperately jumping out. In the brutal jungle of the jungle, no place is truly safe, and no one is truly invincible. Between heaven and earth, only oneself cannot abandon oneself. Because even if he is as strong as Ye Ge Lao, he will always die.

Mrs. Jiang nodded: "When I meet you, she is her creation." Miss Jun is also creative. Mrs. Jiang paused as she spoke, and then said, "The Jun family is not very easy to entangle, she wants to follow you, and the hundred or so acres of land will be sold to the clansmen at a low price." You have to stand up for her. Grandma relied on the old man and sold the old, and told the county lord that it was difficult for a strong dragon to suppress the head snake. A hundred acres of land, you can't get a hundred taels a year, and it's not enough for you to make a gesture for her tailoring, why bother? ”

Ting Fang said seriously: "This time, we want to be a strong dragon, not only the Jun family, but also the heroes in Jiangxi will beat him all over." Jiangxi is her pilot and first stop for the implementation of land state-owning. The greatest advantage of the collective system is that it can unify the management and maintenance of water conservancy projects, and then liberate a small number of peasants from the land and transfer them to work in factories. Scattered manors, some places still use well irrigation, so the mu production capacity is saved? The state ownership of land is not only to ensure that the cultivators have their own land, but more importantly, to improve efficiency. The per capita cultivated land area of the rabbit country is far less than that of Ah San, and the quality and climate of cultivated land are more complex and changeable than Ah San. This is also the result of the neglect of maintenance of many large-scale water conservancy projects after the contract system, and there is no problem with flooding in the south and drought in the north. It is not only the ferocity of hybrid rice, but also the contribution of large-scale water conservancy projects.

Unity is strength, never empty words. The question is how to catch it. Live this power. Tingfang plans to start trying it from Jiangxi. So the arrogant and domineering local heroes, your end has come! 166 Reading Network