In the imperial study room in the capital, the emperor was reviewing the memorial. Eunuch Lin came in and said, "To inform the emperor, the eldest prince has something to ask for."
The emperor said without raising his head: "Xuan!"
The eldest prince walked in with a cloth bag and a booklet.
"My son, I have met my father. I wish you good luck!"
"Pingsheng, boss, why are you in such a hurry to enter the palace?"
"It's a great joy to return to my father! God bless our country, Nalan!"
"My father worked hard to govern and loved the people as his own son, which moved God. Our government finally realized the wish of three crops a year, a feat that was unprecedented in history! From now on, the people of Nalan Kingdom will never have to go hungry again! Father The emperor's blessings reach heaven and bless the people of our dynasty..."
"Stop, stop, stop! Get to the point!" This son doesn't do business well and talks a lot of nonsense!
But is he a person who likes to listen to nonsense
He likes people who talk less and do more!
"Yes, Father! Father, I have always followed my father's teachings and made plans every day to benefit the people,..."
"Tell me the important point!" The emperor has a headache!
"My son is about to say something! Father, some people in Ningyuan County have successfully grown winter wheat, with an output of more than 500 kilograms per mu! My son wants to promote winter wheat in suitable counties and towns, so that more places can have three crops a year! Let's! Everyone in our Nalan Kingdom has enough to eat! We no longer have to go hungry and suffer from cold!"
The eldest prince spoke loudly and excitedly!
The emperor couldn't help but stood up: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course, Your Majesty, this is the memorial presented by Li Huaien, the Minister of Household Affairs and Ningyuan County. After the wheat was harvested, he had people hurry up and send it to the Emperor to see!"
"Little plum, bring it up!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Eunuch Li quickly went down and took the memorial and cloth bag from the eldest prince's hand.
He glanced at the excited eldest prince and thought: The eldest prince has finally done something decent in decades!
Instead of just bragging and taking credit!
... ..
The eldest prince used retreat to advance: "Father, this time I discovered that Ningyuan County can grow winter wheat, and the promotion of winter wheat is not due to my son..."
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Ningyuan County
Wen Jiafu and the county magistrate waited for several days, and finally received the letter from Beijing, which was sent at high speed.
The county magistrate looked at the content in his heart and was overjoyed: "My rich brother, thanks to you this time, your benefits will be indispensable in the future. The eldest prince agreed that when brother Liang passes the exam, he will find a good official position for him. ! And Wen Wan, during the Qianqiu Banquet, he also asked the emperor to give her a title! Haha!"
Moreover, the eldest prince promised him that he would be transferred to Qinghe County as the county magistrate.
Qinghe County is a rich county!
"Follow me to Qinghe County from now on. We are all members of the eldest prince, so don't worry if you don't..."
Wen Jiafu said with a smile on his face: "Thank you for your great love from the county magistrate!"
This is something he and the county magistrate have thought about carefully.
I don't want to take any credit from him, but leave it to Brother Liang and Sister Wan.
Brother Liang could have been an official after passing the exam, but what's the use of going to a remote country to become a sesame mung bean official? It's different now. After gaining the trust of the eldest prince and becoming the eldest prince, are you afraid that you won't be able to get a high official position
It is normal for Sister Wan to be rewarded for her good performance at the Qianqiu Banquet.
I heard that last year at the Qianqiu Banquet, the Nalan Kingdom was defeated by an envoy sent by the vassal state of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
I have lost the face of a great country.
This year the emperor issued an order that he must not be compared with other countries again.
If Sister Wan can defeat the vassal country and win back the dignity of the great country, it will be a great event for the country.
The emperor was happy, and he wanted to use the merits of winter wheat to grant him the title of county lord. The princess and the like should have a chance.
In this way, the fourth child and his family won't notice anything.
Moreover, the county magistrate reported that the villagers who grew winter wheat all used the names of the eldest members of their families.
It makes sense to use the name of an elder!
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Because it rained these two days, the wheat was dried two days late.
There is nothing we can do about it. This is the rainiest season in Ningyuan County.
Fortunately, the wheat has been sun-dried for two days and is half dry, so it will not germinate so easily.
Wen Jiafu has been feeling windy when he walks these days.
He came to Wen Nuan's home.
The wheat drying field is not big enough, and the open space in the front and back yards of Nuan Nuan's house is full of wheat.
Wen Jiarui and Feng An were turning wheat.
"Sir, have you calculated the yield per mu of your wheat? How many kilograms per mu?"
"It hasn't been dried yet, so it hasn't been counted yet."
"Fourth, you can't finish all the wheat. My restaurant needs wheat, and I know a grain merchant who is willing to buy your wheat at a high price, fifty cents per catty! My elder brother will also pay fifty cents per catty to help you. I bought all your wheat."
Wen Jiarui shook his head: "I won't sell any of my wheat!"
"Fourth, fifty cents per pound! This is simply a sky-high price! Are you stupid? Don't sell it? If you sell it, you can buy other wheat at twice the price!"
"Brother, needless to say, I won't sell a pound for a hundred cents. My wheat is of use! Brother, is there anything else? I'm going to go to the restaurant to have a look." Wen Jiarui issued an eviction order.
Wen Nuan designed a pedal threshing machine and was about to take it up the mountain to Nalan Jinnian to have it made.
She walked out just in time to hear Wen Jiafu's words, looked at Wen Jiafu and said with a smile: "Uncle, why do you want to buy my wheat?"
Acquisition at a high price? Is he so generous? She believed him!
Don't think she doesn't know that he secretly looks at her wheat field.
Wen Jiafu avoided Wen Nuan's gaze that seemed to see everything: "Isn't this new food more fragrant? My restaurant wants to use this to bring in some business! Fourth, we are all brothers. My restaurant has almost no customers now. You You won’t help big brother, right?”
Wen Nuan smiled: "Next year! Next year's winter wheat will be sold to my uncle for one hundred cents per catty. This year, my family plans to use the wheat to get promoted and make a fortune! We are all brothers. Uncle, you don't want to rob it, no, it is You want to ruin our family’s future!”
Wen Jiafu's smile was a little stiff, and he felt a little uneasy: "...How could it be! In this case, I won't buy it."
Nuan Nuan smiled even brighter: "There is no best!"
Then she said to Wen Jiarui: "Dad, I have designed something. If it can be successful, I will be rewarded with a double reward. I will go find Brother Seventeen!"
After Nuan Nuan finished speaking, he glanced at Wen Jiafu with a smile.
"Be careful." Wen Jiarui didn't ask what it was.
Wen Jiafu looked at the paper in Nuan Nuan's hand, and his heart felt like a cat's claws.
What has this Nuan sister designed
Just meeting the warm gaze, he subconsciously dodged it.
Nuan Nuan smiled, but ignored him, sat directly on Da Hui's back, and went up the mountain.
In addition to giving the threshing machine design to Nalan Jinnian, Wen Nuan went up the mountain to collect some flowers and medicinal materials to make a scar removal ointment to remove the scars on Wen Jiarui's face.
He will be entering Beijing soon, and she wants to remove the scars on his face before entering Beijing.
Wen Jiafu felt a little uneasy, so he didn't stay long and hurriedly went to find Youfu, Youcai, and the village chief to buy wheat seeds.
But they didn't sell it either, saying that the wheat had been sold to others.
Wen Jiafu returned empty-handed and could only tell the county magistrate.
"What should the county magistrate do? They don't sell it." For some reason, he had a bad feeling when he thought of Wen Nuan's expression.
The county magistrate was a little angry. The Wen family couldn't do such a small thing! But he didn't dare to buy or sell by force and make a big deal out of it: "The wheat is all the same. You can just go to other counties to buy some and hand it over."
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