Jiang Yunfei wanted a daughter, and pestered Huarong for several days, but Huarong didn't come to menstruation that month.

Coming into autumn soon, Zhuangzi is going to be busy with the autumn harvest, and the dyeing and embroidery workshops are also busy, Hua Rong doesn't want to get pregnant at this time, and she just wants to delay the menstrual affair with luck, so she didn't say it to Jiang Yunfei.

A few days later, a torrential rain swept away, sweeping away the last of the summer heat and bringing coolness.

At first, no one took the rainstorm seriously, and it was not until the rainstorm fell for seven consecutive days that there was no sign of stopping, and everyone became uneasy.

The terrain in the west of the city was flat, and the heavy rain for several days would inevitably bring floods, so Jiang Yunfei summoned officers and soldiers to brave the rain to widen the river outside the city and raise the embankment to prevent the embankment from bursting and causing flooding.

Hua Rong asked the people of the embroidery workshop to make clothes and hats to send to the officers and soldiers, and ordered people to mobilize the farmers in the city to harvest rice as much as possible.

The rice in the fields is already ripe, and if it is not recovered as soon as possible, it will rot in the fields, and even if there is no flooding, the losses will be very heavy.

The farmers on their own farms are very obedient to Huarong's orders, but other people in the city do not take Huarong's words seriously, the heavy rain does not stop, there is no sunshine, even if they work hard to get the rice back, they can only mold at home, why waste their efforts?

Hearing the reply, Hua Rong thought about it a little, and went to the county lord's mansion in the rain to find Mu Lingran.

Mu Lingran also took people to strengthen the embankment, and Hua Rong waited until the evening until Mu Lingran returned.

Mu Lingran's waist was sprained, and the entourage supported her left and right, and when he saw Hua Rong, he deliberately raised his voice and said: "Thanks to Lord Zhou today, if he hadn't saved the county lord quickly, the consequences would have been unimaginable, if he hadn't been busy with the rescue, Lord Zhou would definitely personally send the county lord back." ”

As they spoke, the three of them had already arrived in front of Hua Rong.

Hua Rong was not angry, and asked with concern after saluting: "Is the county lord seriously injured?" I have good trauma medicine in my house, and I will have someone send it to the county lord in a while. ”

Mu Lingran is not a pretentious and weak girl, her face is obviously white in pain, but she said lightly: "It's just a small injury, it's not a big deal, it's raining so hard, what is Mrs. Zhou doing in my house?" ”

"It's the autumn harvest right now, but the torrential rain continues, and the autumn harvest is also on hold, and if you wait any longer, the rice in the field will only sprout and rot, I want to ask the county lord to give an order, let everyone grab the rice back first."

"I don't know when the rain will stop, and it may rot if I grab it back, not to mention that it's a waste of effort, what if everyone falls ill because of the rain and cold?"

Mu Lingran also had concerns and did not approve of Hua Rong's approach.

The entourage next to her took the opportunity to yin and yang: "We are also the people of Zhaoling now, and the court can't ignore us after the disaster, doesn't Mrs. Zhou not believe in the court?" ”

"Of course, the imperial court has to take care of everyone, but so much grain is already ripe, isn't it a pity to watch it rot?"

Hua Rong retorted.

The imperial court does not completely treat the people of Yuexi as its own people, and if it wants them to provide disaster relief, it will inevitably be delayed, and even if the grain is allocated, it will be a few months before it is sent here, and it is the people here who suffer.

The man didn't care, and wanted to refute, Hua Rong said again: "These rice grains are recovered, even if there is no sun all the time, you can still find a way to deal with the wine, I can let the Wei family pay for these wines, reduce the losses of farmers, and do not delay the imperial court to distribute relief grain." ”

The relief food distributed by the imperial court can only barely wrap up the stomach, how can you have the freedom to make your own money?

Mu Lingran was a little shaken, and Hua Rong continued: "It takes time for the imperial court to provide disaster relief, and the mountains are high and the roads are far away, is the county lord willing to watch his people starve and suffer?" Or do you really have no brains in Yuexi, and feel that you are lazy and waiting for help to take revenge on Zhaoling? ”

Hua Rong used the agitation method, and the two entourages were so angry that they wanted to make a move, but they were stopped by Mu Lingran.

She is also a woman, and she never lets her people bully the weak.

Mu Lingran felt that what Hua Rong said made sense, and asked people to send an order to gather farmers to harvest grain.

Hua Rong thanked Mu Lingran and was about to leave, but Mu Lingran stopped her and asked, "Did Zhou Jinchao ask you to come to me?" ”

In her opinion, Hua Rong is just a backhouse woman with little knowledge, and she shouldn't have such vision and courage at all.

The corners of Hua Rong's lips hooked slightly, and she asked rhetorically: "The county lord already has the answer in his heart, why do you still want to ask me?" ”

If Mu Lingran had firmly believed in his own judgment, he would not have asked such a question at all.

Mu Lingran pursed his lips, stared at Hua Rong for a while and said, "Even if you are smarter than I imagined, I will not give up, Zhou Jinchao will know sooner or later who is the one who can help him more." ”

Mu Lingran is very confident in himself, and he is also bound to win Jiang Yunfei.

Hua Rong stared at her for a while, and said curiously: "The county lord has a noble status and outstanding appearance, there are a lot of men waiting for the county lord to choose, why should the county lord limit his eyes to a married man?" ”

Mu Lingran raised his chin and said seriously: "He is the person who has been carefully selected by the county lord. ”

"The county lord has a great heart, he is not a person who will be bound by the love of his children, the county lord doesn't mind that he has a wife and children, presumably he likes his identity as an overseer."

An upright, kind, and righteous man will always make people feel good, but for a woman to entrust her for life, feelings are also essential, but Mu Lingran does not ask for these, and is obviously a marriage partner selected to consolidate the peace of the two races.

Mu Lingran is not indispensable to Jiang Yunfei.

Her heart was poked, Mu Lingran looked up to Hua Rong again, and she said calmly: "You guessed right, his identity is indeed in my consideration, you and he are here to promote the integration of the two races, our purpose is the same, you should take the initiative to give him to me." ”

Zhaoling men can have three wives and four concubines, but Mu Lingran, as the bloodline left behind by the Yuexi royal family, will never share a man with Zhaoling women.

Mu Lingran was straightforward, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his thoughts, Hua Rong was not angry, and said earnestly: "My husband loves me very much, he will not accept the county lord's proposal, if the county lord really wants to find a good marriage partner, you might as well go to Hanjing, there are countless family magnates in Hanjing, and the wealth accumulated by any family is comparable to the Yuexi royal family, and the county lord can not only pick a good husband, but also get a lot of property." ”

With money, we can better transform the fields and make Yuexi better and better.

Mu Lingran didn't believe that Hua Rong had such good intentions, and glared at Hua Rong suspiciously: "The man in Hanjing is so good, why do you still want to marry Zhou Jinchao?" ”

"He is my husband, and he is naturally the best in my eyes, and I met him before the county lord and gave birth to him a son, so it is impossible for me to give him up to the county lord."

Mu Lingran did not hide his intentions, and Hua Rong was not afraid to declare sovereignty.

The rain curtain reflected the figures of the two people, obviously one rigid and one soft, but the momentum was comparable.

Mu Lingran suddenly realized that the woman who could impress Zhou Jinchao would never be a stupid woman without knowledge.