Zichen is Xiao Jinluo's character. Hearing this, Xiao Jinluo glanced at him and said, "I'll help you stop it?" Do you think I can stop him? Don't worry, the madman is not in the palace. However, he often went in and out of the palace. ”

"You...... Take him for yourself? Liwang slumped back on the soft couch and gave Xiao Jinluo a thumbs up - dare to use that madman, I respect you for being a man!

Xiao Jinluo shook his head and said, "People finally escaped from that dark cage, do you think he will still follow the old path?" You can't subdue him, and neither can I! ”

"You're calm, aren't you afraid that guy will go crazy and give Chongzhou a devastating blow?" King Liwang shook his head, that is a bloodthirsty hungry wolf, and he may bite you at any time. King Chen, this kid, is still young, and his heart is a little bigger!

Xiao Jinluo smiled lightly and said, "He won't!" We can't take him in, someone can take him in. He's more secure than a little sheep now, don't worry! ”

King Liwang wondered what was so sacred that he had subdued the madman! However, he didn't ask any questions, but straightened his face, sat down on the official hat chair on the side, and asked in a low voice: "Have you received the gold medal of King Qin's edict issued by the imperial court?" ”

"Outside, the military order is not subject to it! The northern nomads have been on the border one after another, the military salary of the imperial court has not been seen for three years, and the northern army has cut one-third of the army, where is the spare strength to go to King Qin? Do you want to let Hu Lu invade my Darong border pass? With me Xiao Jinluo for a day, I will never allow Hu Lu to enter the customs for a single step! Xiao Jinluo's words were sonorous and showed determination.

"Pull you down! If you send troops not far away, to put it so unconventionally, you are the only one! You're right, we have recently discovered civil unrest in Lizhou, and we are mobilizing all our forces to suppress it, but we really can't spare manpower. It's not that we don't obey the king's orders, but we really can't do anything! ”

What? There are no rioters in the state? Wouldn't it be enough to take some men out of the army? It's a drill, and you can also train soldiers!

Xiao Jinyu listened to the plan of the king, and had to look at it differently - the old fox is the old fox in the end, this trick is really clever. Thinking of the army that came over from Huizhou, it was indeed time to practice. King Hui rebelled, and the court knew about it. King Hui's "remnants" have not yet been cleared, and he still has to "divide" his troops to pursue. I can't afford to be the king of diligence......

It's not that there is no vassal king, and they want to unite with him to start an incident. But Chongzhou and Huizhou are too barren, and he has to ensure that the soldiers under his command do not fight hungry - the dragon dives into the abyss, and the time has not yet come......

After more than a month, the Song family, except for the boys who helped in the shop, all gathered in the dozens of acres of fields in Liujia Village - it's time to harvest the corn!

According to the planting method given by the "fairy" in the dream, the roots of corn stalks are as thick as Xiao Shi's arm, and the ears of corn on it are six or seven inches, which is about the same length as Song Ziran's forearm! Peel off an ear, golden corn kernels, plump, neatly arranged, shining golden in the sun!

Zhuangzi Shang Chu and Chen families, with the joy of a bumper harvest on their faces. Lao Chen Tou has already calculated in advance that the yield of this corn will definitely not be less than five hundred catties! In ancient times, when the output was generally one or two hundred catties, reaching a high yield of five hundred catties is simply a myth! I can't even think about it!

Under the order of Song Laohan, the matter of harvesting corn began. Women, the elderly, and children break corn in front, while young men follow behind to cut corn stalks.

Five-year-old Song Ziran ...... I only received the work of coaxing the children. Jiang Guoguo, Xiao Shihe, and An'er, who was thrown to the Song family by the prefect's wife, sat in rows on the ridges, gnawing on the tender corn stalks with millet teeth. The juice in the tender corn stalks is sweet and tastes similar to that of sugar cane, except that the water is not as much as that of sugar cane. The little ones are gnawing with relish.

Song Ziran selected the tender ones among the broken ears of corn and prepared to take them back to be boiled or roasted and eaten.

After eating the sweet rod in her hand, An'er pointed to the dense layers of leaves on the sand not far away, and asked curiously, "Sister Fuya, what is that?" Is it tasty? ”

Song Ziran nodded and said, "Does An'er remember the sweet potatoes she ate last year?" That's it. ”

As she spoke, she led the three little tails to the sweet potato field specially planted for her. An'er picked up a leaf, looked at it over and over, and pursed her little mouth: "Sister Fuya lied, this is obviously a vegetable leaf, and there is no sweet potato." ”

Jiang Guoguo teased him for not being knowledgeable: "Have you ever eaten a radish?" Have you ever seen a turnip grow in the ground? Turnips grow underground, and sweet potatoes should also grow underground. Sister, am I right? ”

"That's smart!" Song Ziran touched the little girl's head and looked at her approvingly. Jiang Guoguo's tail immediately cocked, and he glanced at the two little boys triumphantly - my sister praised me, but I didn't praise you, hehe!

Xiao Shi exerted his strength to eat, pulling the stems and leaves of the sweet potato and trying to pull it up. However, sweet potatoes are not like turnips, where only one fruit grows from a clump of leaves. His face was red, and the sweet potato vine still didn't move.

Song Ziran took out a small shovel and gently dug a few times under the sweet potato vine, and a sweet potato the size of an adult's palm appeared in front of the children. The three little ones became excited, and with their little hands, they pulled away the soft sand, pulled out a sweet potato from it, and laughed happily.

To the little ones, digging sweet potatoes is like a scavenger hunt. They dig and dig, and they compare who digs bigger, who has a better shape, and who digs the most...... Sweet laughter swirled over the field, and even the birds that flew by looked down curiously.

There is still more than half a month left before digging sweet potatoes, and Lao Song Tou was worried that the children would bring disaster to the food, so he wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Mrs. Wu. She looked at her little granddaughter with a bright smile, gave the old man a blank look, and said:

"How many children, whose ages add up to non-adulthood, can they do much harm? Besides, Fuya is measured and leads the children to play in her sweet potato field. That piece of land was originally planted for the children to satisfy their hunger. What's the point of taking a few pounds less? The kids are happy! ”

Old Man Song glanced at his wife deeply and said, "You are generous now!" Food is the lifeblood of our households, have you forgotten the difficult days when you wanted to break a grain of rice in half and put it in the pot? Children's mood is important, and it is more important to educate them to respect and cherish food! ”

Mrs. Wu raised her hand to break off a piece of corn before saying, "You're right." Life is getting better day by day, and these children have never tasted the bitterness of hunger since they were born, and they do not know the preciousness of food. When you turn around, you have to talk to them. ”

Needless to say, after digging four or five vines, Song Ziran stopped the little ones.