The flotilla returned quietly and went quietly.

It was like an ordinary caravan, and after filling the capital with fashionable fabrics and jewelry, it carried half a shipload of new grain seeds, and then it was loaded down the canal. Hundreds of water food teams mixed in after the autumn were never seen again.

Matsugo stood on the dock for a long time before he turned over and went out of Beijing.

Now that it is the autumn harvest season, he will go to the villages outside Beijing that have planted new grain seeds to ask about this year's grain planting and the living conditions of the peasant households.

This is the task given to him by His Highness. Even if His Highness never comes back in the future, he will continue to do it.

He took paper, pens, broken silver, and a cloth bag, and walked from village to village. At night, I stayed in the village for the night, and then set off at dawn. After a week, I walked to Shenlie Village at the foot of Shenlie Mountain.

The autumn harvest in Shenlie Village is busy. After the autumn grain harvest of a household, it has to be a good annual rent. This is an annual event, and the people in the village are busy and hot.

It was Matsugo who arrived, and he didn't look for anyone to chat. He only carried his hoe and went into the field.

The whole village of Shenlie Village is built on the mountain, relying on the mountain spring that flows down from the mountain. The spring water is not abundant, and it does not moisten much land. It is a few acres of high-quality fields in the whole village.

but the fields of the pillars were all of the lower ranks. His fields are remote, and there is less water. But such land is suitable for potato planting.

Seeing him, Zhuzi was very happy, and hurriedly beckoned him to choose potatoes, saying that when he was done in a while, he would go home, roast a big potato with salt, and give him Songwu a fresh taste.

He had three baskets beside him, and the straw straps were draped around his waist in a bark piece, moving with the movement of the pillars.

Matsugo glanced at it a few times and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter with your three baskets?" ”

"One is reserved for seeds, the other is for rent, and the rest is for yourself." Zhu Zihan smiled and explained, "This saves trouble. ”

Matsugo had already learned from the village in front of him about the rent to be collected this year, and even added a new grain tax to those who planted new grains.

The new grain tax has requirements for the size of the grain to be rented. If you sell it outside, then a basket of big potatoes can earn dozens of dollars more for the pillar.

Matsugo picked up the potatoes and asked casually, "Now that the rent is paid, can you still live?" ”

"It's so much better than before." The pillar scratched his face and smiled honestly, "The Holy One is merciful, and he has waived the rent for three years in one go, and there is still that ...... Subsidy! That's right, Brother Songgo, the subsidy you said. Now I have some savings at home. ”

It was a better day than it used to be. You can keep some of the food you grow, and you can sell some of it. The aristocratic lords in the capital had never eaten potatoes, and they were always willing to pay some high prices to buy them.

There were fewer old men who bought potatoes last year, but there were more people who wanted potatoes in Jingzhong Restaurant. His potatoes are always sold.

received the subsidy given by Brother Songwu, and sold potatoes, and slowly saved some money.

He invited a doctor to visit his mother's house, and bought new cloth clothes for his mother-in-law and children. I also want to repair my family's house this year.

"Although I have to pay more rent now, this potato seed also produces more grain, and life is better than before." Zhu Zi said very sincerely, "The nobles in the palace also have to eat, and it is impossible to be free of rent all the time." It's good now. ”

Matsugo listened to his words and breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Among the families of the test planters selected by the county king's mansion, the pillar family is the most difficult. It couldn't be better if he could get by.

Songgo untied the cloth bag on his body and took out a few sweet potatoes from it: "I have a new grain here, would you like to try it?" It can be eaten raw. If you plant it, I'll give you an extra silver tael for the subsidy. ”

Zhuzi's eyes lit up, and he nodded without hesitation: "Okay!" Brother Songwu, don't worry, I will definitely plant it well! ”

"I'm relieved to leave it to you." Songgo smiled and said, "But the subsidy was given to you privately by the King of Yunzhong County." It's not the court, and it's not from me. ”

Pillar didn't know what the difference was, but when Matsugo said so, he nodded dumbly.

Seeing that Songwu helped him dig a basket of potatoes and was about to leave, he shouted hesitantly, and asked with some hesitation: "Brother Songgo...... Your Highness in the Clouds, will you still teach children to read poetry? ”

Matsugo was stunned when he heard this. Seeing that he didn't speak, the pillar immediately said urgently: "I, I, I either want to take care of His Highness's affairs, or ......"

"It's good that the children know a few more words." Matsugo said softly.

The pillar nodded dumbfoundedly.

Matsugo smiled, "Maybe." Your Highness will not leave you alone. ”

He always wants to do his best to make this world a little better.

Songgo looked up at Mingwa in the sky: Your Highness, there has been no trace of you for several days, what are you doing now?

……

His Highness Yunzhong, who is being remembered, is waiting for the installer of the TV brand to come to the door to make a large TV wall for his study.

Unexpectedly, Professor Lu Chengchuan took Professor Wilson and met the installers at the gate.

Lu Chengchuan looked at the TV that was at least 150 inches, and couldn't help asking: "You said you weren't free today, that's it?" What do you do with such a big TV at home? ”

"Do a live stream." Jing Changjia smiled, "Come in." ”

Lu Chengchuan took Wilson into the door, stretched his neck to look at the decoration workers while changing his shoes, and couldn't help but say: "What kind of live broadcast, you young people are thinking about live broadcast day by day." Let me tell you, little student, now is the time for you to concentrate on your studies. ”

Wilson's Longxia language was average, but you could tell from his tone that he was training children. He hurriedly patted Lu Chengchuan, and opened his arms to Jing Changjia again: "Wujiu! I'm Wilson. ”

Jing Changjia hugged him warmly: "Professor Wilson, I was still reading your paper on the Hodge conjecture yesterday. ”

"That's a coincidence." Wilson laughed, "I was reading your paper yesterday too!" ”

Without saying anything, he pulled Jing Changjia to sit down, took out his paper and began to ask questions.

Lu Chengchuan stood on the side with his arms crossed, sulking, and after a minute, he walked to the other side of Jing Changjia without obeying his legs, picked up a pen and began to discuss together.

The installation master had already confirmed the effect with Jing Changjia, and when he saw that there was a lively discussion in Buigo over there, he didn't bother them. Only when the installation was finally confirmed, let Jing Changjia go over and see the effect.

The 150-inch TV covers almost an entire wall of the small study. Jing Changjia watched them connect the signal, and adjusted the resolution,

When Yang Heng got out of school at noon and rushed home with the promotional leaflet for the final of the mermaid competition, he was greeted by scratch paper all over the ground.

Yang Heng looked up sluggishly, and saw two old men he didn't know and his own brother, they all stood up in unison, stretching their waists.

Yang Heng: "...... What are you doing? ”

"Xiao Heng is out of school? Then you put away all the scratch paper on the floor and put it in my study so that you don't lose it. Let's go to the store for dinner. Jing Changjia said with a smile.

Yang Heng looked at his brother, then at the other two old gentlemen, sighed resignedly, squatted down and began to clean up the scratch paper on the ground: "Why did you write so much." ”

Wilson laughed embarrassedly.

The old gentleman was the culprit for throwing scratch paper, and he had an obsessive-compulsive perfectionism about mathematical formulas. If you make two more wrong characters on a piece of paper, he won't ask for it.

Yang Heng quickly cleaned up, went downstairs and got into the car and began to bargain with his brother: "That mermaid final, I want to watch it, you buy me a ticket." ”

Jing Changjia turned his head to look at the leaflet in his hand and found that it was the mermaid contest that he had broadcast live to Hongchao in the Science and Technology Museum.

Thinking that he was pretending to be a ghost with its promotional video, Jing Changjia nodded happily: "Okay." ”

With his brother's assurance, Yang Heng was in a good mood and leaned over to bite his brother's ear: "Who are those two?" ”

"One won the Nobel Prize more than 20 years ago, and the other is the president of the Yujing Academy of Mathematics." Jing Changjia said.

Yang Heng's eyes widened, and before he could sigh, he heard the old man in the front seat laugh again: "I understand this sentence, I haven't won the Nobel Prize." ”

Professor Wilson turned his head and smiled at Yang Heng and said, "The Nobel Prize for Mathematics does not have a Prize in Mathematics, so I won the Wheat Field Prize." You young people like to call it the 'Nobel Prize of mathematics.'" ”

Wilson said, glanced at Jing Changjia very kindly, and then retracted his gaze and said to Yang Heng: "Little friend, you have to remember this award. Maybe in a few years, your brother will take home a trophy. ”

Mathematics is the soil that science nurtures, and the results of mathematics are the wheat seedlings in the soil.

Hence the name of this highest award in mathematics is "The Wheat Field".

It was born a century ago and is only judged once every four years. In each selection, only their own wheat ears are awarded to mathematicians under the age of forty.

It is a laurel that all young mathematicians want to win. But it only selects the most talented and powerful young people in these four years.

"I don't dare think about that." Jing Changjia smiled and shook his head, "My biggest wish now is that the paper can be published smoothly." ”

The last Wheat Field Award was awarded two years ago, and next year's new Wheat Field Award will be held. Jing Changjia didn't think he could catch up.

Wilson smiled and looked back at Lu Chengchuan: "Don't care if it can be boarded." If you can write this article, you are a testament to your extraordinary mathematical mind. The most important thing you should do now is to give you a diploma and come to Buigo as my student. ”

"Don't you want to do the Hodge conjecture, our direction is so aligned, we were born to do research together!"

"Don't even think about it." Lu Chengchuan refuted his words without hesitation, "No one wants to rob students with me." ”

But Wilson said that the early graduation really touched Lu Chengchuan's nerves.

As he said, even if Jing Changjia's paper was not successfully published, in the field of mathematics, he has far surpassed his peers, and even far surpassed some teachers in the School of Mathematics.

Letting such a student study, take exams, and graduate step by step is burying his talent.

At the speed of the mathematics annual report, even if the paper is published, it will be a long time later.

Maybe it's time for him to think carefully about Jing Changjia's early graduation.