In Kushui County now, grain is worth more than gold, and their county government is barely surviving on the surplus grain in the warehouse.

The official looked at the food in his hand, showed a relaxed expression on his face, and said happily: "You still know how to be a man." ”

The official leader looked around outside, but he didn't find Song Qingyou and Xiao Yishu, and when he came back scolding, he saw two people standing in the courtyard.

"You two dare to run away!" The head of the official mission was full of flesh, and he was fierce and vicious, and he picked up a whip to beat someone.

The official who had just been bribed by Song Qingyou stepped forward and said, "Big brother, don't be impatient, they didn't run away, but went to the mountains to find seeds for crops, and relieved our county government." ”

"The county magistrate said that the land is full of soybeans, and they said that if they don't plant, they won't plant it?" The official leader shouted: "Who is the county master!" ”

The official immediately coaxed: "They want to see the county master." ”

"What! The county master is what they can see if they want to? ”

"Big brother, do you think, how many have been planted for that kind of seed, if it can be planted, it would have been planted a long time ago, the court is urging tightly, and we are also worried about the county master."

According to Song Qingyou's words just now, the official drew a tiger according to the cat: "If they can really get out of something, let's call it to share the worries of the county master, if we can't plant anything, we won't lose anything." ”

The official leader looked at his little brother with the eyes of a fool: "Can you believe the words of the two exiles?" ”

"You can leave this matter to your brother, rest assured, you will never cause trouble to your eldest brother."

When the words fell, the official messenger took Song Qingyou and Xiao Yishu away.

Xiao Ningning's eyes were round: "These two people, what are they doing?" ”

Xiao Yiran looked coldly at the direction in which the two people left, his eyes were like a quenched blade.

Song Qingyou and Xiao Yishu were taken to the Yamen.

The county magistrate sat on top of the high hall and looked at the two people condescendingly.

"I heard, you want to see me?" A majestic voice rang out.

After three years of drought in Kushui County, the Zhuang family had no harvest, and the people were displaced.

Song Qingyou was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

She said: "County master, the little woman has a way to make crops grow in the field. ”

After the words fell, she presented the upland rice that she and Xiao Yishu had brought last night.

She added: "County master, this kind of seed is more drought-tolerant than soybeans. ”

The county magistrate raised his eyes, glanced at her, and said, "Why should I believe you?" ”

"My lord, this rice was found on the high mountain by Xiao Yishu and I last night, and only this crop survived the drought for three years, which is enough to show that it is drought tolerant." Song Qingyou's attitude is neither humble nor arrogant.

"You can taste it, and the people will have no problem at all."

The county magistrate picked up a grain of upland rice and put it in the corner of his mouth and chewed it, and a green taste spread in his mouth.

A gleam flashed in his eyes, because Kushui County had been in drought for three years, grain had been planted for three years, planted one wave, and died one wave, and the grain in his warehouse could no longer bear such a toss.

The pressure on him in the imperial court is too great, and if he can't solve the current situation in Kushui County, he will take off his black gauze hat.

Therefore, he knew that the shaking could not be planted, but in order to deal with the imperial court, he had no choice.

"How can you guarantee that you will be able to grow a living?" The county lord's majestic voice sounded again.

Xiao Yishu bowed: "County master, Song Qingyou has the technology to plant, she will definitely be able to grow it." ”

The county magistrate thinks it's fresh, grows a crop well, and also grows the technology?

Anyway, the court has already put a knife on his neck, and if he can't grow food, he will die.

Let's use a dead horse as a live horse doctor for the time being.

Song Qingyou cleared his throat and said, "My lord, the folk girl can guarantee that she will be able to grow crops." ”

The county magistrate snorted and said, "Then open up a piece of land for you and plant your things." ”

"Thank you, sir."

"Don't be in a hurry to rejoice just yet." The county magistrate changed his words: "If you can't plant something and delay the harvest, you have to bear all the responsibility." ”

Song Qingyou suddenly thought of something: "My lord, what if someone comes over to make trouble and destroys the growth of crops?" ”

"This official will send you a few people, and when you are doing your work during the day, I will watch you alone, this is all right?"

Song Qingyou hooked his lips and smiled: "Thank you for your trust." ”

The county magistrate looked at her coldly: "The official is wasting manpower and material resources on you, you always have to give the official a deadline, right?" ”

"When will it be planted?"

Song Qingyou calculated the growth time of upland rice, from sowing to maturity.

"After seven days, you'll see results."

The county master's eyes flashed: "Seven days later, the official will personally go over to inspect, if it is not what you said, you will wait to be beaten!" ”

Coming out of the yamen, Song Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief, and she asked: "Just now in the yamen, you didn't say a word, I said it again." ”

Xiao Yishu chuckled and said, "You said everything I wanted to say, what else did I say?" ”

"I ......" Song Qingyou was speechless, and after thinking about it carefully, this is indeed the case.

Xiao Yishu looked forbearant and helped his shoulder.

"Are you alright?" Song Qingyou said with concern.

"It's okay, maybe it's a wound on the back." He frowned.

After tossing with her all night, his old injuries have not healed, and he is already the limit.

Song Qingyou was distressed, turned to the official who was following them and said, "Official, the injury on his body is not healed yet, can you let him go back to rest first?" ”

"You just promised the county master to plant rice, and you want to be lazy?" The official said angrily.

"Official, you misunderstood, planting crops is not in a hurry, the seeds we got last night are not enough at all." Song Qingyou explained.

"And what else do you want? Is it possible to let my brother follow you up the mountain to find seeds? ”

It's such a big day, and a few officials won't go over to help her work.

Song Qingyou sighed, and said leisurely: "Anyway, the county master gave me seven days, if it is delayed because there are no seeds, the county master will definitely not let me go." ”

"I'll say then that no one is with me to look for seeds."

"You ......" one of the officials struggled to catch her, but was pulled by a companion on the side: "What she said makes some sense." ”

"The county master is already anxious enough because of the food matter, and he can't grow it this time, so he really has to be punished."

"If you change to another county master, can you guarantee that it will be better than this?"

"But our brothers can't work for an exile, can we?" The official frowned and discussed.

"It's not easy, there are so many exiles, you don't have to use it in vain."

"Yes, let them go!"