Bachelor Meng sat in a sedan chair and was groggy, this time could have exhausted him, no matter how complicated the situation was, it was said that it had little to do with him, but the rotation in the court was too large, and even many people who were purely academics in the Hanlin Academy resigned and returned home.

He himself is fine, not forming a party, not taking sides is his principle and advantage.

This time, Zhu Fantao, a scholar in charge of the Hanlin Academy, was implicated by his subordinates, and he was guilty of negligence, and his resignation and return to his hometown have been allowed by the Holy Lord.

After a pause in the sedan chair, Mr. Meng woke up from a nap and walked along the sedan door pressed by the sedan chair man to the door of the house.

As soon as I entered the mansion, I saw a little girl in front of me eating the food in her hand while walking, and the other hand was carrying a bag of things that she had just bought.

"Is it purple in front," Mr. Meng shouted.

"Ah, sir, why did you come back!" Ziyi was happily eating a smoothie, and when she heard someone shouting, she looked back and was so shocked that she almost couldn't even speak.

"What's wrong with you girl, I just look like you, I want to ask you how Miss is doing during this time, what are you panicking about!"

This girl is still so babbling, but she is still attentive to serving her daughter.

"Miss, Miss, it's okay, it's okay, master, I'll go back and tell Miss right away, and I'll say you're looking for her."

Before he finished speaking, Ziyi turned around and ran away.

Leaving Master Meng standing in the courtyard, his face dazed.

"Miss, miss, no, the master is back, the master is back."

Purple ran back to the young lady and her yard out of breath, and shouted as soon as she entered the door.

"What's wrong, you can say it well, what's wrong with the master's return."

"Miss, I just came back from the smoothie shop, and I met the master."

"What's the matter, what's so strange about the master coming back, what are you panicking about!"

"Miss, Miss, didn't I just take a letter from Yuan Gongzi?"

"What, Daddy saw the letter?"

"No, no, I was afraid of being seen by him, so I ran back quickly."

"You dead girl, I really want to kill you one day, otherwise I will be killed by you sooner or later."

Miss Meng sent Ziyi out, and then slowly opened the letter, and as usual, it was all some trivial things, such as rice in the field, melons and fruits in the field, some interesting things in the countryside, and so on.

only mentioned a few words at the end, worshiped Zhu Fuzi as a teacher, and the words were clear.

Yuan Rui had been staying in the Lu family for five days before returning to Jijiazhuang, and the two sons and their sister still wanted to stay with him for a few more days.

Yuan Rui excused himself to hurry home and look at the second crop of rice he tried for the first time, so he finally got out.

It was also the night after the Lu family's Zhu Fuzi left that Yuan Rui remembered to write the letter to Miss Meng.

Now the correspondence between the two is very frequent, and there will be one every half a month, and they are usually specially carried with the goods exchanged.

But for such a long time, although the two have written a lot, between the lines are more trivial things, or interesting things that happened around them, such as how many times Ziyi got into trouble Yuan Rui knows.

Yuan Rui is so old, he really hasn't been in love, and he doesn't know how to fall in love with a girl.

He and Jiang Yu didn't get to that point at all, let alone lovers, confidants were reluctant.

There was more small talk between the two, and both of them were a little dazed at that time, full of doubts about their vision for the future.

This correspondence with Miss Meng was similar, saying a lot, as if he had said everything, but as if he had said nothing.

He really didn't think about it so much, it can be imagined that he only turned twenty years old in September, and he didn't realize that the current era was completely different, it was normal to get married at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and there were thirteen or fourteen as early as possible.

It's still like going to college, it's more like making friends, talking to each other, talking.

For Yuan Rui, so far, he still has one of the biggest secrets, since he arrived in this era, there are still a lot of blanks in his mind, the memory of many things is vague, and he often has migraines.

He understands that this is the aftermath. He didn't know when he would recover, let alone if he would be able to fully recover.

Yuan Rui didn't lie, and after coming back, he plunged into the paddy field, and now the second crop of rice is the key, and there must be no mistakes.

This is the best rice seed used, and the seedlings are raised in the room more than half a month in advance, so normally it should be fine.

But he also knows that he can't apply fertilizer halfway now, and once the soil can't keep up, it will be bad.

Fortunately, he first burned the rice stubble left in the field to ashes, transported a lot of farm manure into it, and then turned the land several more times, and in general, the growth of rice is guaranteed, as for the final harvest, I don't know.

For the planting of late rice this time, Yuan Rui only chose his own 100 acres of paddy field to try, mainly because he was not impressed, but he remembered that the yield of late rice was higher than that of early rice, and the yield was more rice, and the taste was good.

He wasn't sure, and besides, he didn't have so many seeds prepared, so if he was wrong, it would be fine. In fact, not only him, but also several uncles and brothers of the Yuan family, and even nearby farmers are frequent visitors.

When they were fine, they walked slowly along the ridges and watched the rice grow taller day by day. A few veterans also went down to the paddy fields and looked at the seedlings carefully, feeling that they were not much different from early rice, which made all the villagers on the side happy.

The weather was still very hot, eating watermelons chilled from the well water, somehow, Yuan Rui remembered the days in Longzhou, where food was a big problem.

A little further north, even wheat can not be planted, the most is planted sorghum, millet and the like, not to mention the yield is not high, and it is difficult to eat.

Alas, it would be nice if there was corn, Yuan Rui couldn't help but think of the second young master of the Xu family.

On July 15, the Midyear Festival, Yuan Rui, as in previous years, went to the grave of his parents two days in advance, and went to the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors on the same day.

Seeing that Jijiazhuang is becoming more and more lively, and the surrounding population is also gathering more and more, the Yuan family has faintly become the most important household in the surrounding area.

The patriarch of the Yuan family attaches more importance to Yuan Rui, and the ancestor of the Yuan family has produced several so-called high-ranking officials, but in fact, the highest is a squire from the third grade, and Yuan Rui's father's five grades can barely be counted.

Yuan Rui is now less than twenty years old, and he is already an official from the seventh grade, if the imperial examination is going further in a few years and becoming a jinshi in the main hall, how can he be a squire in the future.

Yuan Rui is still low-key at home, no matter how many uncles and uncles praise him, Yuan Rui is very polite and humble.

So far, he really hasn't thought about whether to continue to go up, not to mention the difficulty of the imperial examination, just say that what he has done during this period of time, which is not painstaking.

But the result is barely satisfactory, but I regret that I was still high-spirited and thought that I could change history, how could it be so easy, and it just made the people around me a little better.

A few days later, Xu Gongzi didn't wait, but the surprise still came!

The abbot of Qiuxue Temple sent a small basket of tomatoes and a large basket of potatoes, looking at the more than ten bright red fruits in the basket Yuan Rui was just happy, but when he saw the basket of potatoes, he screamed in surprise.

It was the people of the Lu family who delivered the goods, and it turned out that he was following Zhang Tou, and he and Dashan and Xiaohe who were standing on the side looked ignorant. Childe, has you found a treasure?

"Young Master, what is this, why are you so happy?"

"This thing is good, good, small river, red fruit This is a tomato, a very delicious fruit, and that lump is a potato, which is planted in dry land, and can be used as food or vegetables."

Looking at the letter from the abbot of Qiuxue Temple, Yuan Rui knew that the old monk had always remembered this matter, and because it was the first harvest last year, there was not much planted, so all of them were left for seeding.

This year, the whole backyard has almost planted more than half, and the harvest is very good.

Yuan Rui was very grateful, the bracelet given by the old monk is still worn on his wrist, and there is a faint hint of sandalwood, which is very suitable for people to sleep.

He thought for a moment, and pulled Xiaohe to the side room, where a lot of gifts from the Xu family last time were stored.

He couldn't care so much, no matter how valuable it was, he looked at the ones that were suitable for giving gifts to the temple, picked out more than ten pieces, took them out and let the people take them to the Qiuxue Temple, and said that if he was free in the past two months, he would definitely go to the Qiuxue Temple to thank him.

That night, Yuan Rui cooked by himself, first scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and then made a portion of shredded potatoes, which was a real taste.

Of course, he deliberately cut half of the raw tomatoes and made snacks for Xiaohe, which made Xiaohe cheer after eating, and said that it was delicious, but unfortunately it was too little.

Yuan Rui smiled slightly, and said to Xiaohe, it's okay, some will eat in the future, and they will be full.

It's a little late, but it's still in time, and now that the temperature is high, the tomatoes will be ripe in a maximum of forty days.

He didn't remember the potatoes a little, but he knew that it would be good to cut them into pieces and put them in the soil, and this could be tried.

Early the next morning, the two of them who couldn't wait first found a few clay pots and loaded them with soil, and Yuan Rui specially added some of his own biofertilizer.

Yuan Rui first cut the tomatoes into thin slices, put them in the soil, then poured water, and put the clay pot on the ground outside the eaves.

It is good to wait a few days for the seedlings to emerge and then transplant them to the vegetable patch in the backyard, although the timing is a little later, but it does not hinder the growth.

Now the two of them have something to do, two o'clock every day, either go to the field to see the rice, or just stare at the persimmon seedlings at home, for fear that something will go wrong, and if the seedlings die, it will be in vain.