The King of Shu has been very worried lately.

He had an ominous premonition from the time he followed the army to Chang'an. He always felt that something bad was about to happen, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Sure enough, Yang Weiai actually went to Chang'an with them, and what was even more infuriating was that she had already taken Jiangning City, and the bones of the Wang father and son were gone, and those officials who were complicit with them were also killed by Yang Weiai, and many of them were still exterminated.

The king of Shu's neck was a little cold. He inexplicably remembered that outside Chang'an City fourteen years ago, there was also a river of blood. These Yang royal families were forced to come and watch the execution. At that time, his father was still there, and he only remembered that his father's hands were cold and his whole body could not stop trembling. muttering "I regret ......" or "ruined ......"

Soon after, my father died of illness, and I don't know what my father was thinking at that time. Do you regret that you shouldn't have stood idly by, or do you feel that the Yang family has been ruined by the Wang family?

The king of Shu has no great ambitions since he was a child, he only likes pleasure, and his father does not restrain him. When did he start to have the desire to take power? Was it when his father was unwilling to send troops and when the king pleaded hard to no avail, or when his father's cold hands were on his shoulders when he was watching the execution, or when there was a great drought in the world, only he had food in Shu......

The king of Shu couldn't remember, he only knew that he almost succeeded, if there was no sudden attack by the Turks, if he held out in Jiangning City for a few more days.

But there was no if, and he knew he had lost.

San Lang Yang Zhiqi, San Lang with the blood of the Yang family in his body, may be his son's San Lang, Cui Chongyu outside, Yang Weiai inside, and a mysterious lady Cui Fushu, with the support and help of these people, he will take easy steps to climb the golden dragon chair.

It's obvious that he's helping!

The King of Shu really couldn't figure it out. At the beginning, it was he and the King of Han who sent troops together, and it was they who worked hard to defeat the Wang army and hit the outside of Jiangning City, only one kick away, but in the end they fell short...... I can't figure it out after thinking about it, does this mean that he doesn't have imperial luck?

King Han was already terminally ill and had no way to give him advice and help. The wish of the king of Han has always been to avenge his son, and now the Wang family is dead, and the prominent Taiyuan Wang family has now become history, and the family that has continued for hundreds of years has disappeared in this way, and the only grandson and aunt have also fallen in love, and the king of Han has been satisfied, and death is also blind. Once again, the King of Shu experienced the shock brought by imperial power.

It's a pity that he can only sigh.

I thought about it for two days and two nights in the Han Palace, and on the third day, the King of Shu changed into formal clothes, put on a crown, and visited dozens of Gaomen clans successively, and did not return to the house until late at night.

After two days of cleaning and renovation, the eldest princess's mansion has been restored to its original appearance. Mu Fushu was in a hurry to move out of that small building, San Lang couldn't take care of his Huaiwang Mansion, and also helped Mu Fushu tidy up her "Fushu Garden".

Yang Weiai, Cui Chongyu, and Yang Weng disappeared the next day, and they didn't know where they went. Mu Fushu breathed a sigh of relief, the three of them have been together for a long time, and they get along very strangely, which makes people feel hairy when they see it, and it is much easier not to see it.

San Lang and Mu Fushu basically shrank in the yard when they had nothing to do, but in fact, they also took the opportunity to work in the space. The two were busy sorting the seeds of fruits, vegetables, and grains suitable for sowing all over the country one by one, copying the planting methods, and preparing the seeds. In so many places across the country, tens of thousands of seeds are needed, and the two of them are busy in the dark.

This afternoon, it was rare for Yang Weiai's trio to come back early. Mu Fushu has already given up the room in his small building and moved to the "Fushu Garden", this yard is a little far away from the small building, the scenery is not bad, by the mountains and rivers, Yang Weiai also praised her for her good vision, and told her that the courtyard was where she lived in the summer before, and now it is given to her, and it has been renamed "Fushu Garden".

When Yang Weiai came back, what she saw was the eldest mother and San Lang looking haggard, dark blue under their eyes, and they didn't look like they had woken up. Think of the two children who seem to live in the same yard recently......

Yang Weiai quickly made up for the two children, who were alone in a room, dry firewood, and the fire was out of control, young and strong, and he didn't know how to guide him to mental malaise, which was clearly an overindulgence......

Mu Fushu obviously felt that Yang Weiai's eyes were very strange when he looked at him and San Lang, and Cui Chongyu also glared at San Lang viciously, hating to go up and beat him, and Yang Weng also shook his head in disapproval.

Did they misunderstand? Right? Right?

San Lang was still ignorant and didn't react, Mu Fushu hurriedly clarified: "Auntie, we didn't do anything!" ”

Yang Weiai glared at San Lang suspiciously: "San Lang, what have you done in the past two days, why are you all pale and weak?" ”

Only then did San Lang react, his face turned red, and he said, "Auntie, we, we really don't have ...... We are, we are ......"

The more he spoke, the more anxious he became, the more he spoke, the more unclear his explanation became, and he looked at Mu Fushu as he spoke, expecting her to defend himself.

Mu Fushu couldn't help but smile and said, "Ah Niang, we really haven't crossed the distance." In the past few days, we have been sorting out the crops, thinking that the seeds will be distributed to the farmers as soon as possible, and while it is still good today, we will plant some high-yield crops first, so that the people can have a good harvest before the year and at least be self-sufficient. ”

Yang Weng's eyes lit up: "Do you have so many seeds?" ”

He already knew that the eldest mother had a secret, as if she had a master with great powers and a Qiankun bag. It's just that he didn't expect that there were seeds in this bag, and they were also seeds for the people of the whole country.

Mu Fushu smiled: "Yes, it's just that we also need to pay for it, and we can't get it without it." ”

Yang Weng nodded: "That's nature." He never thought that there were things at his fingertips in this world, and the things of the gods were naturally even more difficult to obtain. Maybe San Lang and the eldest lady were recruited by the gods to work...... Got it?

Yang Weiai thought more shallowly, pulled Mu Fushu and said, "But your master asked you to do the work?" Tired or not? Is the work heavy? ”

Mu Fushu and San Lang glanced at each other. At this point, it's a half-truth.

Mu Fu cleared his throat: "The master said, I can have as many seeds as I want, but I have to pick them by myself and San Lang, and in the past two days, San Lang and I have been taken into the fairy land by the master at night to collect seeds, so I am so tired." ”

Yang Wei said affectionately: "Then why don't you go and help you do it together?" ”

Mu Fushu shook his head: "How can everyone go to the fairyland?" San Lang is also because he has dragon energy, and he is the son of heaven in the world, so he can follow me into the fairyland. ”

Yang Weiai and Yang Weng lost their voices: "Dragon Qi? ”

Cui Chongyu didn't understand what the eldest mother was saying at first, but he heard this sentence of "dragon qi" clearly, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide and exclaimed: "San Lang is the son of heaven in the world?" ”

San Lang was also stunned by Mu Fushu's shameless statement. Turning his head to look, the eldest lady had a straight face, he really couldn't be true, he also doubted whether the eldest lady really had a mysterious master, and he really had dragon energy......

Mu Fushu looked stern: "The master said, San Lang has the people in his heart, and this time he handed over many crops that are not in the fairy world to us and brought them to the mortal world, and even the planting method was copied by us." As long as San Lang ascends the throne, he will be able to tell the world about the good seeds and planting methods, and within three years, the Great Sui will never be short of food......"

There will never be a shortage of food! This sentence shook everyone, including Saburo. Rao is Saburo also looked at Mu Fushu with a suspicious expression.

Mu Fushu didn't feel like he was talking big. The population of the Great Sui is not large, and nine out of ten are farmers, and there is a lot of land. Not only does she have good seeds, but she also has planting methods suitable for all kinds of soils, and as long as those farmers concentrate on farming, there will never be any more starvation.

Of course, if there is a natural disaster, Mu Fushu has no choice.

Thinking of this, she cleared her throat: "If there is a natural disaster, there is no way." ”

Yang Weng nodded and said: "The year will get better and better, as long as there are good seeds, don't worry that the people can't plant them." It's just that Auntie, can the good varieties you said be as high-yield as sweet potatoes? ”

Mu Fushu thought for a while, shook his head and said, "That's not going to happen, but like rice and wheat, it can be more than three times more than the current one." ”

At present, the cultivation capacity is low, and the maximum harvest of rice per mu is two or three hundred catties, while the yield of hybrid rice per mu is as high as more than nine hundred catties, which is more than three times.

Yang Weng has been in Linjia Village for a long time, so he naturally knows how much rice is per mu, and he nodded happily when he heard Mu Fushu say this: "Okay, good......"

Yang Weng suddenly said: "Auntie, the seeds of the fairy world, will the things grown become immortals after eating?" ”

Mu Fushu was stupid. Then I remembered that Yang Weiai probably felt that she had been in good health since she ate the food she took out, so she asked this question. His eyes rolled and he said, "Naturally not." How can it be so easy to become an immortal? Those seeds are ordinary when they get to the world, but the yield is higher. ”

Yang Weiai said: "That's good." ”

Cui Chongyu suddenly said: "Auntie, my legs, could it be your ......"

Yang Weiai also looked at Mu Fushu.

"Well, I put some divine water from the master in the tea, and Daddy was lucky enough to drink it."

Cui Chongyu smiled, and his shaved face showed a smile that made people feel refreshed, and Mu Fushu saw that his liver was fluttering and jumping.

Sin sin, this is my father...... Mu Fushu complained silently.

As he was talking, the chief eunuch Yang Gonggong came in: "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, the king of Shu outside the mansion led a group of family heads to ask to see." ”

Mu Fushu also knew from Yang Weiai's mouth that this Yang Gonggong had previously served in her eldest princess's mansion, and after she fled, Yang Gonggong escaped by fraud, and then stayed in this mansion and has not been discovered for so many years, which shows that this person has a good mind. After Yang Weiai came back, he ran to her and kowtowed as soon as possible, crying a miserable one, and finally Yang Weiai named him a general manager, and he did a good job. R1152