The Praetorian Guards were menacing, pouring into all parts of Wen Yanpei's mansion like a tide.

Wen Yanpei's face was pale, and he didn't care about his fainting wife and panicked daughter, so he hurriedly ran to check the situation.

I saw the queen's elder brother Xiao Weiliang walking among the guards with a smile on his face, his hands behind his back, pacing leisurely, looking left and right at the scenery of the Wen Mansion, as if walking through the garden.

"Commander Xiao, what do you mean by suddenly leading someone to break into the Xiaguan Mansion?" Wen Yanpei stepped forward to salute and asked.

Xiao Weiliang looked at the person with a contemptuous expression. "Imperial Doctor Wen, you are not small, you dare to deceive the Holy Lord, and take the life of the king as a child's play."

He straightened his sleeves and chuckled, "The Holy Lord ordered us to take you to the heavenly prison and wait for the interrogation of the Criminal Department." ”

Wen Yanpei only felt that his head was buzzing, and the voice in his ears seemed to be far away, "How come?" The lower official has just returned from the palace, and the sage has asked his subordinates to supervise the medicinal herbs..."

Xiao Weiliang sneered, "This official is also acting on orders, and I don't know anything else, so if Imperial Doctor Wen has anything to say, go to the court of the Criminal Department to say it." ”

As soon as he said that, with a wave of his hand, the Praetorian Guards beside him rushed over, clamped Wen Yanpei left and right, and chained his neck and wrists.

"Nope! Commander Xiao listened to the lower official say, The queen really asked the lower official to urge the medicine again, no, no, the medicinal materials have been delivered, and it will arrive in a few days, and the lower official swore that he would cure the acting king. ”

Wen Yanpei anxiously explained over and over again: "Commander Xiao, the lower officials did not deceive the saint, and they can really cure the acting king, please give a reply to Taishi Xiao, for the sake of the past......"

"Shut up, this official doesn't want to listen to nonsense."

Xiao Weiliang interrupted him impatiently and ordered the Praetorian Guards: "Shut his mouth." ”

A Praetorian Guard bent down and took off Wen Yanpei's shoes, ripped off his socks, and stuffed them into Wen Yanpei's mouth.

Wen Yanpei struggled desperately: ...... Woo woo woo ...

A hundred miles away, Wen Hengchuan was hurrying to the capital, and several horseback servants behind him followed closely, all of whom were miserable.

Running wildly all the way, everyone's thighs were worn out, and they didn't even have a chance to apply medicine, and I don't know why the eldest prince was in such a hurry.

Not to mention the turbulent turmoil of the Wen family thousands of miles away, Dongchen Village, Chuanhe Town, ushered in a bumper harvest.

Of course, this is not a bumper harvest of grain, but a bumper harvest of golden fungus.

Today, 10 of the 28 households in Dongchen Village have planted golden fungus and snow fungus.

This includes Wang Ke's family, Li Dayong, Li Eryong's family, Wang's second aunt's family, the three sons of Murazheng Chen Sanyou and the Chen patriarch's family.

There are also a few families, all of which are more difficult in the village, and when they bought the fungus, they also paid the account on credit with Jiang Sanlang, saying that they would pay off the account together with the money sold by the golden fungus.

This is also the last harvest of the autumn, and everyone is looking forward to it.

The villagers who didn't make an appointment for the fungus last time were also gearing up at this time, secretly poking and poking at the door of Jiang Sanlang's house, and when they saw him coming back, they immediately surrounded him.

"San Lang, it's time for me to go to my house this time, I told you good last time."

"Third Brother Jiang, it's my turn, it's my turn this time."

"And me, I've been waiting twice."

The villagers gossiped for fear that they would not be able to distinguish the strain.

Jiang Saburo said helplessly: "Now that the weather is cold, the bacteria can't be given to you, in case you don't store it properly, you won't be able to produce the bacteria next year." Well, you should arrange the order first, and I will give it to you in order when the time comes. ”

The villagers nodded again and again: "Okay, just do as you say." ”

Everyone crowded and lined up in order, and because of who came first and who came after, they almost fought.

Sakura poked her head out of the window and counted the number of people.

There are more than 20 people, one person represents a household, that is, about 20 households.

If you count 50 strains per household, it is more than 1,000 strains.

My dad took out all the strains of those bacteria, and it is estimated that they are not enough.

Sakura Bao counted the clay pots collected in his cave, a total of thirty pots of fungus, and estimated that he could separate up to 400 golden fungus and 200 snow fungus.

It's still too little.

Of course, these high-quality strains bred by themselves are not for the villagers, but for their own use.

She wanted to raise the grade of her golden-eared snow fungus, and let her father hand over all the ordinary varieties to the villagers to plant.

In this way, even if there are more varieties of golden-eared snow fungus, their own shipment prices will not be affected.

It seems that he still has to cultivate another batch of high-quality products, and next spring will be enough to replace his father and uncle's second aunt and grandmother.

The sun was warm and dry at the beginning of September.

The autumn tax payment is basically over, the winter wheat has been planted, and the paddy fields have been turned over, just waiting for the winter snow to freeze and kill the pests under the soil.

At this time in previous years, it means that the farming season has ended, and the people can finally relax.

Only a few people will go to the mountains to dig kudzu for three or four years and bring it back to crush and beat powder.

However, the villagers of Dongchen Village were extremely busy, and they began to build bamboo sheds and use stone mortars to scoop rice husks, wheat bran and wood chips, and they were in full swing.

Trucks loaded with clay pots were pulled in and distributed to households.

Many people still have bamboo rake beds at the door of their homes, and the bamboo beds are covered with clean reed mats, and there are yellow mushrooms drying on the mats, which are golden and dazzling, which makes the villagers in the side villages feel very strange.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Changsheng of Xicun Village came over with his hands behind his back and asked Chen Sanyou, the head of Dongcun Village.

Chen Sanyou was turning over his golden fungus, and he didn't raise his head and said, "Mushrooms." ”

Chen Changsheng: "I know it's a mushroom, just ask what you are doing with this?" Can it be sold for money? ”

He asked knowingly.

Chen Sanyou glanced at him, "If you don't sell it, you won't eat it." ”

He has been annoyed by this Chen Changsheng since he was a child, although they are both from the Chen family, the two are still distant cousins, but they rarely interact, and they don't say hello when they walk on the other side.

It's not why, it's because the two of them fell in love with a beautiful little lady in the outer village at the same time, but they were pried by Chen Changsheng.

In fact, I can't talk about prying, the little lady hasn't said a word to herself, and she is not familiar with Chen Changsheng.

Angry at this, Chen Changsheng was not authentic, and secretly found the little lady's brother and told the young man that there was a kid in Chen Village who coveted his sister.

This is okay, and the boy was furious on the spot.

So one day, Chen Sanyou was blocked by the little lady's brother and received two punches in the face.

Of course, Chen Changsheng didn't fall well, and was ordered by the little lady's brother not to get close to his sister Shizhang, otherwise he would break his dog's legs.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Sanyou was angry, but unfortunately he was only nine years old back then, two years younger than this Chen Changsheng, and he thought that he couldn't beat this dog thing.

And he doesn't have as many eyes as him, so he can't think of a trick to calculate him.

Later, when they got older, they each married their wives, and the matter was over.

But since then, this incident has become an eternal pain in Chen Sanyou's heart, as long as he thinks about it, he is embarrassed, and he wants to smoke Chen Changsheng in his dreams.

Chen Changsheng sighed, glanced at Chen Sanyou, and looked at a fool: "When did your family get poor enough to dry mushrooms as rations, I see that there are hundreds of them here, is it enough for your family to eat for two months?" ”

"It's your business!" Chen Sanyou said angrily: "If it's okay, go back to your West Village, our village doesn't need you to worry about it, let's take care of Chen Ergou in your village more." ”

Chen Changsheng pursed his lips, he was not angry, and said with his hands behind his back: "Don't think I don't know, this thing was made by Jiang Sanlang in your village, his family has made a fortune from this, and no one in our West Village is blind." ”

Chen Sanyou: "I think you're like a blind man, since you know what you're doing when you come to me?" ”

"Haven't I met him?"

Chen Changsheng picked up a golden ear and looked at it, and said slowly: "It's all from one village, what's the good thing to hide, speaking of which, we are still brothers in our own family, we can't write two Chens in one stroke, don't be careful, you still have to change your childhood problem..."

(End of chapter)