The traces of the Mongol soldiers in the city have almost all been erased, the houses have been completely restored, and if there is any place to find the imprints, only the excitement of the people in the streets from time to time shows the victory over the Mongol army yesterday.

Ning Zhiyuan is very happy and proud.

The second batch of grain was transported, and it was true that there were only 100,000 stone of grain, but Ning Zhiyuan knew that this was interesting enough, and Shen Qian couldn't have stored the grain themselves, they all said that the three holes of the cunning rabbit were cunning, and the merchants were smarter.

Because they are weak, but they are not weak.

Ningxia Mansion originally governed seven Davids, Ningxia Wei, Ningxia Zuotunwei, Ningxia Right Tunwei, Ningxia Qianwei, Ningxia Zhongtunwei, Ningxia Houwei, Ningxia Zhongwei, now changed to a Guyuan Town is more special, the same is one of the nine sides, so that Ning Zhiyuan is helpless.

Zhou Chi, the general of Guyuan Town, was called the deputy chief soldier by Ningxia Mansion, but in fact, Ning Zhiyuan couldn't control him, this was what Sun Yi said to him, and Ning Daguan didn't know it at first.

"My lord, my subordinates heard that you are a closed disciple of Lord Xu, this matter should be easy to solve." Sun Yi said, "The reason why Zhou Chi didn't listen to the call was that in addition to Guyuan being the general headquarters of the three important border towns of Yansui, Gansu, Ningxia and Guyuan, there was also the title of Ningxia Mansion, which no longer existed, and was abolished as early as the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and was changed to Ningxia Wei and Guyuan Wei. ”

Ning Zhiyuan felt confused, he didn't know much about the names of these places in history, but this time it was too painful.

"How can a non-existent official court appoint more than a dozen officials?" Ning Zhiyuan asked with a frown.

"It's the official that Wei Zhongxian re-made during the Apocalypse" Sun Yi was also a little funny, but in fact, if it wasn't for the fact that the 'prefect' was relatively big this time, he would have persuaded Ning Zhiyuan not to take care of Guyuan Town, anyway, it has always been like this, but this young prefect seems to be very energetic, and what he does is also for the good of the people.

"Wei Zhongxian" Ning Zhiyuan flashed a string of exclamation marks in his heart, it turned out to be a ghost that he did? Presumably Chongzhen was also busy taking care of himself after coming to power, and he didn't adjust it, but fortunately he now has an additional position as a governor, otherwise he is not even a legitimate manager of this Ningxia guard.

When they were in Jinling, Li Ying's father and son did not say this problem, and they didn't realize that the official position of Ningxia Prefect no longer existed, and it was really a lie that was repeated too many times before it became the truth.

Under Chongzhen's instructions, all the officials above the Gongshu level in Ningxia Wei were not left, and Ning Zhiyuan naturally would not save their lives for no reason, so now the entire Ningxia is an official recruited and promoted by himself, and it is easy to use.

As long as you survive this winter, when next spring arrives, you will plant a large number of sweet potatoes, and there will be no problems, speaking of sweet potatoes

"Yan Fang, how is the thing I asked you to do." Ning Zhiyuan asked a thin man next to him, he was just a showman.

"My lord, my subordinates only found more than 3,000 stones," Yan Fang said, a little embarrassed, feeling that he didn't do a good job. He is almost forty years old this year, and he has been taking the exam for nearly 20 years, and he is already struggling with food and clothing when his family wealth is gone.

"It's already pretty good." Ning Zhiyuan said.

Sweet potato this thing yields more per mu, and then the so-called Kangqian prosperous era, in fact, is the sweet potato prosperous era, he used to be curious why the late Ming Dynasty was not popularized, and later knew that the sweet potato planting technology at this time was not mature, a crop, from the beginning to the popularization always has to go through a period of exploration, but he came, and the time was not used.

In the middle of the scorching sun, a child and a peasant woman were working in the fields, which was his childhood, and the other figure was her mother, who had gone before he was an adult.

"My lord," Yan Fang shouted when he saw that Ning Zhiyuan's face was not quite right, and he seemed to be a little sad.

Ning Zhiyuan reacted and waved his hand, and then said, "What did you pay for this thing?" "Sweet potatoes are a luxury at this time.

"Three catties of grain for one catty of sweet potatoes." Yan Fang replied that he had asked Ning Zhiyuan before taking the grain, but the price had not been negotiated at that time.

Shaanxi is already full of anti-people, killing the county is not a big deal, and even the prefect's affairs are not uncommon, but a few big cities and important towns are still under the control of the imperial court, so it is not difficult to trade through the way of the government.

"Very well done." Ning Zhiyuan praised that in the period of stability, this price was absolutely unexchangeable, but what is the situation in Shaanxi now, the shortage of grain has reached the extreme.

He, the governor of Ningxia, does not have a lot of things, the so-called art industry has a specialty, and each institution has its own affairs, he just grasps the general direction.

At noon, Ning Zhiyuan came to the place where the sweet potatoes were stored, the huge room, and there was a warm feeling when he entered, which made Ning Zhiyuan very satisfied.

If you want to sprout sweet potatoes in the second year, the preservation is still very particular, the temperature must be suitable, the air must be circulated, the sweet potatoes in the house are neatly placed, Ning Zhiyuan turned around a few times, and found no unqualified examples, it is clear that this has been selected once.

"Where are the others?" Ning Zhiyuan opened his mouth and asked, this qualified seed seems to be worth a thousand stones, a little too little, he has to pick some more.

The group followed Ning Zhiyuan, every time he pointed to one, someone behind him took the sweet potato, and after a long time, Ning Zhiyuan finally stretched his waist and breathed a sigh of relief. And the seed was added another five hundred stones, and he was content.

Yan Fang didn't know why the adult seemed to be so familiar with this crop, but he knew that his errand was not done well, so he let the adult run again, so he admitted his mistake.

"It's nothing, remember to choose more root marks, more bud marks, and no damage in the future," it's not a big deal, Yan Fang must be too demanding on the appearance of the sweet potatoes he proposed, so the sweet potatoes will be unhappy

Shang Jingwei looked at her sister, who had not spoken since the morning, very worried, but helpless, as smart as she was, she didn't know what was going on.

"Sister, are you ignoring me?" Shang Jingwei said coquettishly again, no matter what her sister was angry with before, she would be fine if she was coquettish, at most she just pinched her face, but today it didn't work, Shang Jinglan was just in a daze on the swing.

In a remote corner of the prefect's yamen, in a quiet courtyard, Da Yu'er stood at the door with some excitement, listening to the slow sound of the flute. Her world has only been in the yard where she lives and the yard of the merchant's sister for the past few months, and only yesterday she went to the bastard's room.

"Sister." Da Yu'er walked into the courtyard, and the servants led her here, but she wasn't very sure that Hai Lanzhu was here, so she didn't make a loud voice.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and then there was a sound of tables and chairs clattering, and a tall figure ran out, and his steps were a little awkward.

"Yu'er?" Hailan Zhu Nannan said, a little numb, he had so many hallucinations, this time it was the most real, but his feet hurt so much.

Da Yu'er was a little stunned, looking at her sister in front of her, her face had already lost weight, although she was still so beautiful, but she was so haggard, how could she be the heroic sister before

took a few steps forward, couldn't help but threw herself into Hai Lanzhu's arms and cried quietly, Hai Lanzhu's eyes changed a few breaths, and gradually regained her brilliance, feeling the real visible sister rubbing against her, she actually laughed.

"Yu'er, are you okay?" Hai Lanzhu wiped her tears and asked, looking at Da Yu'er still with the same look as before, not a little haggard, her heart was overjoyed, in the past, she would never cry or laugh.

"I'm fine." Da Yu'er also choked up a little, "But sister, why are you like this, is that bastard bullying you." ”

Hai Lanzhu shook her head, where was that bastard bullying me, but I almost killed him, no, I almost kidnapped him, and suddenly she was stunned again, she heard that the bastard in her sister's mouth was Ning Zhiyuan, but the tone was so familiar that it made her heart sink again.

"Did he threaten you?" Hai Lanzhu asked in a trembling voice, in the past few months, she felt that all her indifferent emotions had been used up, and she had become so easily excited.

Da Yu'er felt Hai Lanzhu's concern, but she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and shook her head gently, she liked and admired the arrogant and cold sister more, although they were all called Hai Lanzhu.

"He doesn't want me to put myself in bed." I don't know what kind of mood it is, Da Yu'er said this.

In winter, there is no sunny afternoon.