He Qingran lived among the people for three years with his grandfather when he was young, and he knew the people's livelihood very well. Therefore, as soon as he entered the territory of Yongzhou, he felt the difference.
At this time, the belated farming has stopped, and this is the time when farmers have the most leisure time.
Farmers may starve if they don't work for a day, so whether it's a cold winter, late spring plowing, or any other things that happen during the slack season, they will be uneasy.
But now, many people are coming and going with smiles on their faces, talking to each other about "potatoes" and "cement". Even old people in their seventies or eighties can recite two verses of the song.
Toothless opened his mouth and became happy.
This kind of hopeful comfort is really rare.
He Qingran couldn't help but be surprised.
He looked through the classics at home and never saw anything similar to the potatoes and cement they mentioned. If we say cement is just a kind of mud that comes from nowhere, potatoes are just a crop.
But what he didn't understand was, where did such an unheard-of thing come from in the huge Yongzhou, in sufficient quantity for the people of the entire state to plant and use it?
He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.
If you think about it more carefully, these people can farm with peace of mind because they have food in their bellies.
And where did this food, enough for the people of Yongzhou to survive in an emergency, come from?
How did they know about Bitter Winter in advance? How did they find the coal mine? Where did the one million taels of gold donated to the national treasury come from?
There were so many mysteries that he couldn't figure out at all.
Therefore, he always felt that Shen Zhoujin must be a high-ranking and extremely mysterious person, and the people on this side must also be in a state of hiding, forced to obey, and taking chances.
But now, the people are relieved, happy, and obviously trust them completely.
Even vaguely close.
When they said "Princess" and "Master Huo", the feeling of respect, intimacy and not fear was completely different from what he imagined.
He Qingran was really confused.
Of course Shen Zhoujin didn't know that this legendary young prime minister had come quietly.
She is busy germinating.
The seeds of sea buckthorn are very small and have a hard outer skin. They need to be germinated first, soaked in hot water, and then soaked in room temperature water the next day. On the third day, they are planted in wet sand, kept moist, and stirred once a day, usually five to seven days.
, the seeds will swell and germinate. Once the buds emerge, they will be moved to small flower pots and then distributed throughout the country.
Shen Zhoujin did not intend to let the people cultivate the land like a forest, but asked them to take it back and plant it on the slopes in front of and behind the house.
If it doesn't work, forget it.
They said they would grow as long as they could, but she still put a talisman on them during germination to ensure survival as much as possible.
So when He Qingran and his party arrived, they saw that in the huge courtyard, there were small flower pots as big as fists everywhere on the ground, walls, windows and sills, and there was not even a place to stay.
It's not an exaggeration, it's really that there is no place to stay.
He Qingran stood in front of the courtyard gate, feeling a little at a loss. After a while, he raised his voice and said, "Is Princess Jiayi here?"
A secret guard heard the sound and stood in front of the door and asked: "Who is it?"
He Qingran cupped his hands and said: "He Qingran of the Metropolitan Procuratorate has come to assist the princess on the orders of the Holy One."
"Oh," the secret guard jumped directly from the house door to the courtyard door and said, "I'm sorry."
She grabbed him with one arm, borrowed strength from the stone table and flew back to the door, saying: "The master is in that room, you can go alone."
He Qingran: "...??"
In more than twenty years of living, I have never seen anything like this.
But as a native, he did as the Romans did, so he straightened his clothes and went over. Shen Zhoujin's door was open, so he stood in front of it and saluted: "Princess."
Shen Zhoujin looked up and his heart skipped a beat.
Then she quickly covered it up and said with a smile: "Master He, please sit down."
He Qingran thanked her and sat down in front of her. Shen Zhoujin lowered his head, as if he was still looking at the map, but actually he was reminiscing.
She had actually seen this person before.
She didn't remember the name He Qingran, but she remembered his face.
In the previous life, in the capital, Chen Bingrong was ill and recovered. Chen Muxue insisted on going to the temple to fulfill his vows, and also insisted on asking her to come with him... Sure enough, after arriving there, there were several more of Chen Muxue's fish, taunting her.
Her temper at that time was stinky and hard... No, her temper has always been stinky and hard. Maybe she would suffer a lot less if she gave in and licked her, but she had always been willing to die and not suffer a single loss. Willing to eat.
So the two sides were tit-for-tat and had a heated argument. They said, "Why are you so vicious-hearted and always bullying Xue'er?"
She said: "I have no money, no one, and even no legs. Come on, teach me how I can bully Chen Muxue, who has so many masters around me?"
"If you continue to be so disrespectful, don't blame me for being rude to you."
She said: "You're welcome or not, let's talk about it for now. You are jumping around so happily. I wonder if Chen Muxue gave you the position of a concubine or a concubine?"
"Don't talk nonsense, we are just fighting against injustice."
She said: "You are so warm-hearted. Yesterday the second uncle in the alley slapped his grandson. Why didn't you come to fight against your father?"
She was chatting with a group of people on her own, and the elegant and vulgar ones were not left behind. Then she heard a hoarse sound and someone opened the door and came out.
Only then did they realize that the place where they were noisy was right next to the thatched cottage where they lived.
At that time, He Qingran was wearing a big cloak, with a sick look on his face, and said softly: "A group of big men with hands and feet bullied a little girl who can't walk, and they still couldn't win. Such an interesting thing must be... I want to write a book for you...I wonder who your last names are?"
At that time, some people raised their eyebrows and were about to come forward. Then they were pulled by others and they muttered. Finally, these people said a few words in a meaningful way and actually left.
Then He Qingran turned around, looked at her, and said, "She looks like a smart girl, so why bother fighting for this momentary fame?"
At that time, she had a very extreme temper, so she laughed and said, "Your Majesty, you are joking, dogs bite people because their masters want them to bite... dogs don't care what I do."
He was stunned at that time, looked at her deeply, said nothing, and sent someone to take her home.
She was disfigured, had her legs broken, and was in trouble. He sent her away at this time, probably to tell everyone that their poor treatment of her had been seen by outsiders.
If it is an ordinary unloved concubine or the like, this trick will indeed be useful, very useful, after all, normal people are concerned about face.
But what he didn't know was that everyone in the Chen family doted on Chen Muxue to the point of being stupid. No matter who supported her, they didn't care at all.
Precisely because she didn't take it to heart, no one came to talk to her, so she didn't know who he was or which family he belonged to, but she just remembered his face.
She is indeed a person who holds grudges, but she also holds grudges.
She has received favor from him, and she will always remember it. Although the things in her previous life cannot be mentioned, she will try her best to give him the favor she can.
Shen Zhoujin's mind raced for just a moment, and then she looked at him again.