One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, who doesn't have a few poor relatives, they all know that Luojia Village collects grain at a high price, and Hula is here.

Uncle Wei personally sat in charge, Ming Yi and Ming Er were like bodyguards, and when he stopped there, no one dared to be presumptuous.

Uncle Wei checked very carefully, and there were a few who wanted to fish in troubled waters, so they hurried home to change them.

This time, the beans were harvested for three days, and a whole workshop was filled.

Luo Xiaoqiao was a little worried, although she knew how to process soybeans into soybean oil, and even make soy products, she was really not interested in the food processing industry.

Mainly because her parents forced her to drop out of school in her previous life, and the job she found was in a small food processing workshop.

In the darkest days of her life, she would always subconsciously reject when faced with familiar things.

Is it difficult to overcome psychological barriers?

Or eat it all!

You have to eat the soybeans you bought on your knees!

However, no matter what Luo Xiaoqiao thinks, the villagers are still quite grateful for her kindness.

Most of the peasants were extremely simple-minded, and whether they were able to do so now or not, they took note of this favor and intended to repay it one day.

is not the same as the excitement on their side, these days, Mu Jingyi's Jingwang Mansion, the atmosphere is a little heavy.

"Where's the rations? Have you arrived? Mu Jingyi asked.

"I kept urging again, saying that it had reached the Jizhou border, but the number was only one-third", Zuo Mulin replied seriously.

"How are we raising our own food and grass?" Mu Jingyi looked at Feng Chenhao and asked.

"There are a lot of soybeans, and if that part of the imperial court can be delivered smoothly, it can barely support this winter." Feng Chenhao replied.

Only survive this winter? Mu Jingyi frowned.

"What is Luo Xiaoqiao doing?" , Mu Jingyi asked, obviously he had already treated Luo Xiaoqiao as half of his own.

"What else can I do? Farming and opening a workshop. I heard that I have recently harvested a lot of soybeans and grains, but I don't know what I want to do? Feng Chenhao pouted a little speechlessly.

Don't take out the good talent to protect the family and defend the country, and do this kind of work that girls chirp. But he seems to have forgotten that Luo Xiaoqiao is a girl.

"Harvesting soybeans?" Mu Jingyi's eyes narrowed, this time is indeed a good opportunity.

In the past, the grain and grass in the north were collected and stored by the government, and the government was handed over to the Jiang family for operation, and even if others wanted to collect it, they didn't have the financial resources to fight with the Jiang family.

Moreover, the grain production in the north is not enough, and most of the grain coming from outside is in the hands of the Jiang family.

This tax is really a good opportunity to quietly collect grain.

"Far away, get your people from all over the place, let them collect grain at market prices, low-key, small-scale, and create a suitable reason, don't be eye-catching," Mu Jingyi said.

"Well, there are a few good local people in there, and the reason is easy to find." Wei Yuanzhi replied neatly.

"Send someone over to meet the grain team of the imperial court, and no accidents will be allowed"

"Yes, Lord Wang", General Wu led the order.

"Lord Wang, do you need to keep up with that old puppet of Shangguan Qiao again? The family has a lot of grain and grass in their hands. Wei Yuanzhi mentioned it again.

"Circumvention is naturally to circumference, but the benefits that should not be given, he doesn't think about it. He has to dare to stand in the way, and I don't mind changing another official," he said, making a gesture to wipe his neck.

Mu Jingyi is not a good man and a woman, and the bloody evil that has infiltrated the battlefield for a long time is released.

The crows from the court are all generally black, and the officialdom has been made into a miasma. If it weren't for the substitution, it wouldn't have changed the fundamentals, and the officialdom would have been cleaned up a long time ago.

used to endure and exchange space for time, but now it seems that the other party feels that his bottom line has retreated again and again, and he even dares not to give food and grass.

Scold......

"Then lord, what about next year's grain and grass?" After this winter, if the imperial court does not bring grain and grass again, will it follow those Tartars and rob the other party's territory?

"I really can't do it, so I went to take the grain and grass of the stick country and Goryeo." is worthy of being a cousin, Feng Chenhao said Mu Jingyi's mind in one sentence.

"I hope Luo Xiaoqiao's idea of planting rice can be successful", Wei Yuanzhi also sighed.

"Let's talk about it after this winter." Mu Jingyi was a little tired.

Feng Chenhao looked at him sympathetically, for so many years, only they knew what kind of life Mu Jingyi had lived.

Although he bears the title of King Jing, not to mention the nobles of the Da family who are far away in the capital, it is a family in the north, how many people really envy him?

The suppression of the imperial court, the harassment of the Tartars, and the poverty and ...... of the people.

Thinking of the moths with fat brains and the dim-witted emperor in the court, a sneer flashed in the corners of Feng Chenhao's eyes.

The Northland fights every year and wins every year. But every time the Tartars can be wiped out, there will be a holy decree that chases souls and kills people, asking for peace.

The so-called negotiation of peace is nothing more than continuing to exchange grain and grass for a short-term peace, and at the same time making Shangguan Qiao and others more bulging in their purses.

Mu Jingyi smiled mockingly at the air, thinking that he didn't know, did the one above want to use the Tartar to consume his 160,000 personal soldiers?

With the corruption and darkness of the imperial court, it is a miracle that he can still sit firmly in the seat and not encounter major changes.

However, I heard that the second prince and the third prince have gone their separate ways, cultivating people in the fiefdom in Jiangnan, and secretly facing the crown prince. The other princes, although they are not in the climate, are afraid that they all have similar ideas.

However, several princes fought fiercely in private, but they didn't think about winning over Mu Jingyi.

They knew very well that although the Beiwei army in Mu Jingyi's hands was powerful, there was a lack of materials in the north, so it could only be used as a border defense line, and it was impossible to hit the capital.

The one above didn't stare at a few obviously ambitious sons, but instead focused on suppressing him, just because he was afraid of him, the so-called "god of war", and he was extremely stupid.

However, King Jing's situation is not without any benefits.

At the very least, except for the suspicious emperor above, no one would take the initiative to provoke him.

The barefoot one is not afraid of wearing shoes, in case he goes out one day and tries his best to find someone, no one will be able to fall well.

After discussing the matter, Feng Chenhao returned to his hanging-up appearance and came out of King Jing's mansion.

I met a beautiful woman who I saw pity, with two girls on the left and right, and she was curling Tingting.

"Second Young Master." Seeing Feng Chenhao, the beauty was affectionate, and spoke first with a smile.

"Miss Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time." Feng Chenhao blocked her way, and a ruffian smile appeared on his face.

The beauty smiled even more, and looked up generously and asked, "I don't know if the prince is in the mansion?" ”

"Miss Zhao, is this?" Feng Chenhao looked at the small bag she was holding in her hand and asked curiously.

"My father learned that there was a shortage of food and salary in the north, and he was willing to do his part, can the second young master make it convenient?" The attitude of the beauty is very low.

"Oh, that's a good dare, please~"

Feng Chenhao said, and turned back with her all the way, depressed all morning, a little fun to watch, isn't it good?

Wei Yuanzhi was also stepping out of the threshold with one foot, and when he saw them, he instantly retracted his feet and looked at Mu Jingyi with an ambiguous expression.

King Jing's face is really useful, every year, there will be so many young ladies who take the initiative to send food and money, and the picture is nothing more than the location of the palace.

But I haven't seen him be kind to anyone.

When Miss Zhao saw them like this, she had no position to say anything, so she had to walk outside the study in silence.

"Stay." The guard's backmen coldly stopped her.

"Let her in, I'll bring her here", Feng Chenhao said with a smile.

Miss Zhao thanked him for a moment, lifted the hem of her skirt and crossed the threshold, and the weak look seemed to be able to push it down with one finger.

Feng Chenhao looked at her back, and thought of Luo Xiaoqiao for no reason, that sturdy little body, if she also made this action, what would be the effect.

While thinking about it, I couldn't help but shudder. Terrible and terrible......