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378 If you don't marry, even Feng Qingchen can't compare

The Emperor used Feng Qingchen's life as a condition for negotiation. He thought that Uncle Nine Emperors would definitely compromise, but he didn't expect that Uncle Nine Emperors would not take the Emperor's threat seriously at all and remained expressionless and silent.

The Emperor thought that Uncle Nine Emperors was compromising, and when he proposed that Uncle Nine Emperors marry Princess Beiling as his concubine, he didn't want Uncle Nine Emperors to reject it again: "If you don't marry, even Feng Qingchen can't compare to you. If you want to be the princess,

My royal concubine must first prove that she is stronger than Feng Qingchen."

After leaving these words, the Nine Emperors Uncle strode away, and after the Nine Emperors Uncle left, the emperor threw his favorite Chengni Inkstone...

Feng Qingchen is not worried about how Uncle Jiuhuang will handle this matter. She can be sure that she will not die because of this matter. At most, she will get into some minor trouble. Uncle Jiuhuang will never let go and cause trouble to her.

Opportunity for trouble.

Wang Jinling saw that Feng Qingchen was so sure and said no more. He also believed that Uncle Nine Emperors would protect Feng Qingchen, not only for Feng Qingchen but also for himself.

"Qingchen, I'm going to Qingshui Town tomorrow. If you need anything, go to Wang's house to find Jinhan." Wang Jinling said this and left with Zhai Dongming with the medicine box. Even if Zhai Dongming didn't want to leave at all, he had to leave.

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As for tomorrow's banquet, everyone has a tacit agreement not to mention it. Whether it is Feng Qingchen or Wang Jinling, they all know that Feng Qingchen is not qualified to attend tomorrow's banquet, even if she is Wang Jinling's savior.

The Wang family values ​​rules and reputation more than the royal family. The Wang family would not want to see Feng Qingchen on such an occasion.

After Wang Jinling and Zhai Dongming left, Feng Qingchen did not go back to the room, but sat in his original position to digest Wang Jinling's words.

She told Wang Jinling that she believed that Uncle Jiuhuang would handle everything, but that was not what she thought in her heart. Feng Qingchen, who had known Uncle Jiuhuang for so long, knew very well that Uncle Jiuhuang's way of handling things was always in his best interests.

If necessary, she won't mind sacrificing her, so she must be prepared.

Before Feng Qingchen had a clue, he heard a servant coming to report that Su Wenqing was here. He thought he was here to visit a patient. Feng Qingchen did not refuse and asked someone to invite Su Wenqing in.

Su Wenqing brought a lot of supplements. Seeing that Feng Qingchen was full of energy and rosy, he was stunned for a moment, but he was smart enough not to ask any more questions. After chatting for a few words, Su Wenqing motioned to Feng Qingchen to clear the surrounding areas.

Send people away.

Although Feng Qingchen was puzzled, he still did as he was told. After they left, Su Wenqing said, "Qingchen, Yu Hua Yuanhua sent a letter asking for food." He had a grimace on his face, obviously for Feng Qingchen to see.

Feng Qingchen didn't know why, so he said angrily: "This is your business and has nothing to do with me."

"Qingchen, I am a businessman, not a treasury. The food I have hoarded is limited, and the 500,000 troops at the border may be hungry next month." Su Wenqing did not mince words, Feng Qingchen liked to be direct, and talked about Yuwen Yuanhua.

, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from Feng Qingchen. This matter was orchestrated by Feng Qingchen.

"An army of five hundred thousand? Didn't Yuwen Yuanhua only have three hundred thousand men at his disposal?" Feng Qingchen looked at Su Wenqing fiercely, her clear eyes seeming to understand everything.

As a field doctor who has been on the battlefield all year round, Feng Qingchen is particularly sensitive to the number of troops and equipment. She knows very well that in this era of cold weapons, sometimes having more troops is an absolute advantage.

Since ancient times, there have been very few battles in which a small number wins a large number. Occasionally, they are regarded as classic teaching materials. However, classics cannot be copied. In the era of cold weapons, having more soldiers is an absolute advantage.

Faced with Feng Qingchen's question, Su Wenqing was startled and almost revealed his identity: "The border is in turmoil, and Yuwen Yuanhua has expanded his troops." He didn't believe this reason himself, but he felt that Feng Qingchen would believe it. After all, a

How do girls know this?

"Does the emperor know?" Feng Qingchen keenly realized that something was wrong. Considering the emperor's disgust and guard against Yuwen Yuanhua, how could he allow Yuwen Yuanhua to support his troops and respect himself.

There are half a million troops. Dongling claims to have a million troops, and Yuwen Yuanhua accounts for half of it. How can the emperor tolerate it?

How could anyone be allowed to sleep beside the couch? Yuwen Yuanhua had an army of 500,000 in his hands. He would send his troops northward one day, and the emperor could only raise his hands and surrender.

"I don't know."

"Private equity? He's so brave. Isn't he afraid of death?" Feng Qingchen's eyes were sharp, and Su Wenqing looked away with a guilty conscience: "He has his own plans for this matter. You should understand that he is not a reckless person."

Feng Qingchen didn't say anything, just sneered. It was precisely because he understood her that he realized the seriousness of the matter.

Yu Wenyuanhua was a member of the Nine Emperors Uncles, and Su Wenqing helped Yu Wenyuanhua in this way, which meant that Su Wenqing was also a member of the Nine Emperors Uncles, as were Lan Jiuqing and Bu Jingyun.

Feng Qingchen vaguely understood what Uncle Nine Emperors was going to do, but he couldn't figure out if he wanted that position, would he need to go to such trouble?

"Since he has plans, what's the use of telling me about it? Mr. Su, I don't know anything about your affairs and have no intention of getting involved. I'm just a commoner. I just want to live a quiet life."

Rebellion, she couldn't do this kind of thing, she hated war, war meant death.

Doctors are God's only hands, but these hands can save not many people.

Su Wenqing smiled bitterly. This Feng Qingchen was really smart. He said at one point: "Qingchen, quietness is a luxury for you. Since you are involved with that person, never think about quietness. We won't talk about it if it's far away."

, let’s talk about the recent ones first, you have nothing to do with the censor’s bombing."

Everyone knows who that person is.

Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and sighed secretly in her heart.

Yes, she is inseparable from that person. The word Nine Emperors Uncles has been labeled on her body. No matter whether the Nine Emperors Uncles fight or not, she must stand by the Nine Emperors Uncles, because the Nine Emperors Uncles have lost.

Those people won't let her go either.

"I really can't help." Feng Qingchen sighed. She is just a weak woman. What can she help? How can she raise food for an army of 500,000 people.

In ancient times, grain output was extremely low, and white rice was even more of a luxury. Common people could not afford a few mouthfuls of white rice in their lifetimes.

Food has always been in short supply in China. Even in modern times, China still needs to import rice and wheat.

She is a military doctor, not a disciple of Yuan Longping, the father of hybrid rice. She graduated from a medical school rather than an agricultural university.

There are specialties in the arts, which are completely beyond her professional scope. Feng Qingchen hopes that she can help, but her ability is really limited. Feng Qingchen tapped her head, looking thoughtful...

Su Wenqing was a little disappointed. Fortunately, he was not like Jiu Qing, who had great hopes for Feng Qingchen. If he couldn't help, then he couldn't help. If a group of grown men couldn't solve the problem, how could a woman solve it?

people.

"I'll..." Think of a way.

Before he had time to say the next words, Feng Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes: "I have thought of a way."

At this time, there are still many edible things that have not been excavated, and some of them can be used as staple food. She is not doing this for the Nine Emperors, but for the soldiers who are working hard on the battlefield.

She knew very well that if the soldiers did not have enough to eat on the battlefield, it would cost their lives, and she could not hide it for the sake of those soldiers.

"What did you say? Do you have any idea?" Su Wenqing stood up directly.

Feng Qingchen nodded: "Follow me."

Feng Qingchen took Su Wenqing to Sun Mansion's study, took out a stack of white paper, took out a homemade charcoal pen, and started drawing directly on the white paper.

Don't know about it, but Feng Qingchen knows about sweet potatoes and potatoes. Sweet potatoes and potatoes have extremely high yields and can be eaten as staple foods: "These two things are edible and have high yields. You send people to find seeds and then grow them."

If the area is planted, if there is a harvest, it can last for a while."

"This thing? I've seen it before." Su Wenqing's eyes lit up. He had seen this thing in a small town. It was left in piles to rot. It turned out that he thought this thing was inedible. It turned out that it was because

The yield is too high, too much.

"It will be easier if you have seen it. After you find it, you can ask the local people to learn how to grow it. This thing is not as delicate as rice. It can be grown on dry land. It is not difficult to plant it in places like the border.

"Feng Qingchen was not surprised. Potatoes and sweet potatoes have been around since ancient times, but no one has maximized their use.

Let’s not talk about whether they are delicious or not, and whether they have high nutritional value. It is enough to say that they have high yields. As for hybrid rice seeds? Forget it, unless she will go back to the Agricultural University again.

"This thing is really as high-yielding as you said?" If so, it would be a once and for all thing. Of course, he would not let the soldiers eat this every day and mix it with rice.

"I guarantee it with my character." Feng Qingchen knew this even if he was not from the Agricultural University.

"Okay, I'll send someone to look for them right now. I hope they can harvest as soon as possible to avoid being out of business." Baby Su Wenqing put away the two pieces of paper. He didn't expect that Feng Qingchen actually had a solution here. It seemed like Lan Jiu

You know Feng Qingchen.

This woman was very tight-lipped and would not say anything without asking. But how did she know? Looking at her like this, it was impossible for her to be someone who knew about farming, but Su Wenqing kept this matter in her heart and did not dare to ask.

Feng Qingchen nodded and provided two kinds of food, potatoes and sweet potatoes. Can this be a long-term solution? Is it just an immediate problem?

Now that a method has been provided, Feng Qingchen no longer hid it and said another method: "Actually, you can try to buy food from Nanling and Xiling. Especially Nanling, I heard that the two princes of Nanling are fighting over each other.

Quan, if strong foreign aid appears to support a certain prince at this time, they will definitely be willing to provide you with food from the Nanling treasury."

Politicians never mind sacrificing the country's interests, they just maximize their own interests. She has seen this kind of thing too many times.

"I've thought about this too. If you just raise food through the state, it's easy to be targeted. Those people will definitely check where this large amount of food flows. If the fish doesn't eat it and cause a fishy mess, it will cause trouble." Su

Wen Qing shook his head and refused. Their actions were not visible to the public and could not be brought to the national level.

"If you can't buy grain from the country, then let the grain merchants spit it out." Feng Qingchen's eyes flashed, thinking that she was repaying Yu Wenyuanhua for helping her on the emperor's birthday, and now she is also helping Yuwen Yuanhua

A handful.

Feng Qingchen would never admit that she was trying to help Uncle Nine Emperors!


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