No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

Ji Qingyue listened while choosing dishes.

Aniang Li stood by the stove, recalling the scene at that time, with an expression as if she had met someone she admired, and couldn't stop praising her: "I have to say, Magistrate Hong is so handsome! He suddenly came to the village, if he hadn't When Muramasa mentioned it, we didn’t even dare to think that he was the new county magistrate!”

Grandma Li and Xu Qing nodded in agreement. When they thought of that young man in his twenties, they seemed to be able to imagine the future appearance of Saburo in his family from him: "Magistrate Hong has achieved fame at a young age. Listen, He said he got married before taking the exam, I just hope he can benefit the people and live a happy life."

Everyone nodded together.

Listening to Aniang Li's words, Ji Qingyue understood why they were becoming more and more satisfied with Magistrate Hong.

It turns out that on his way to taking office, the county magistrate walked through all the villages in Shandan. These two places are the places he will govern in the next four years.

After leaving Ganzhou, Magistrate Hong passed the ancient road on Lancang Mountain, passed through the cold winter mountain forests, and walked through the frozen river valleys before arriving at Shiliang Village, where banditry was frequent. Then starting from Shiliang, he followed the dirt road. Going all the way west, it seems that we plan to make a circle and then return to Shandan.

"To be honest, I thought about what the last county magistrate looked like for a long time before I remembered it. Looking at it this way, we have not seen each other very often during the several years that Zhou magistrate was in office. The spring plowing supervisor was nowhere to be seen, and the autumn harvest was nowhere to be seen. The food rush has never failed." Li Aniang muttered, and then she smiled brightly when she mentioned Magistrate Hong: "As soon as Magistrate Hong came to the village, he summoned the elders in the village to understand the situation in the village, and we were still listening. Your Excellency not only asked about farming in detail, but also asked about many other trivial matters, of which our Erlang was naturally mentioned."

Seeing Ji Qingyue's doubtful expression, Li Jinniang on the side explained: "The county magistrate did not mention it deliberately, but when asked about the suppression of bandits, I had to mention the second brother."

After all, Li Erlang was already well-known in the neighborhood for his work in suppressing bandits.

Ji Qingyue nodded, that's it.

The cold wind was biting, and a group of three people who left Xiali Village for other villages were riding horses on the snowy road.

"Ah sneeze!"

"Sir, is Yuboshi still warm?"

"It's hot, it's hot! Muramasa made someone drink freshly boiled water, and it's still hot!"

Everyone was tightly wrapped in cloaks, hoods and cold-proof cloths, with only a pair of eyes exposed. Because there was a lot of snow on the road, they had to carefully control the reins and walk step by step on the soil far away from human habitation. On the way.

In this kind of weather, even in the village, no one comes out to walk around.

Even though it had snowed a few times, the scenery between the mountains and below, and inside and outside the mountains, was still very different. The mountains were covered in snow and looked like a fairyland. As they climbed over the mountains, they were shocked by the snow-white scenery in the mountains. In the end, they were left with only Marvel.

There is another scene at the bottom of the mountain. The surrounding green plants have long faded, leaving only spreading yellow. The sparse and bare branches cannot hold much snow. The fallen snow melts and freezes, and the flat fields are covered with a layer of snow. There are slag and ice crystals, and when you step on them, the white snow is stained with dust.

All three of them were wearing thick clothes, and the horse was no exception.

The owner put a coat on the horse's exposed body and four legs, so that the horse would not get cold when it was carrying people.

The dirt road seemed more difficult to walk than the mountain road. The horses walked carefully to avoid slipping their hooves and knocking them over.

The three of them were wrapped up so tightly that their appearance could not be seen clearly. The narrow dirt road could not accommodate three horses riding at the same time. Two horses rode in front and one person followed, walking leisurely towards the next village.

After walking slowly for a long time, the man behind called out through the thick towel, his voice sounding muffled: "Sir, is Mrs. Yu still warm?"

The man who was called "Sir" turned his head and handed Yubazi out of the cloak to the man riding a horse beside him.

Before they came out of Xia Licun, they filled Tangpozi with hot water and put it in their arms to warm the whole chest. Now it has become warm and cool.

After walking all morning, Mrs. Yu was already cold. If she continued to cover her body, it would only get colder and colder, taking away the heat in her arms.

The man beside the Lord seemed to be a servant. He skillfully poured out the cold water in the soup bag, then put the soup bag back into the bag, and then continued to ride the horse.

"Although it is not sunny today, it is a rare good weather when traveling." The man who is the owner looked up at the sky with interest. Dark clouds were rolling and stacking in the sky. It seemed that he would not be able to survive the evening and would be here soon. Snowing.

The servant was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery: "This weather is indeed better than when walking in the mountains."

God knows how they managed to pull their horses along the incomplete ancient mountain road. It was because they were lucky and well prepared, and only after experiencing a near-death danger did they get down the mountain safely. If he had known that the ancient road was so difficult, he should have knocked the master unconscious and prevented him from entering the mountain at this time.

I don’t know how those bandits survived in the mountains.

The third person behind the two couldn't help complaining when he thought of his previous experience of climbing the mountain: "My lord, you are too serious and have to climb over the mountain at this time. Even if Lord Zuopushe asked you to investigate Lancang Mountain, my lord, you would not It’s time to take this risk at this season, and if something goes wrong, Madam will be sad.”

The person riding in front was the new Shandan County Magistrate Hong Yu. He shook his head in disapproval: "There are risks in going into the mountains no matter what season. Compared with other seasons, winter is a rare safe period. At least in the mountains. Bandit activities have been greatly reduced. And I took this risk not only because of Mr. Lu’s entrustment, but also because of the responsibilities of my Hong family. His Majesty appointed me to serve as Shandan County Magistrate. Isn’t it a simple and ordinary job..."

When the official family was mentioned, the servant became interested and couldn't help but ask his lord: "Sir, although we expected that the official family would take action, no one thought that the official family would take action so quickly. The New Year was not even over yet. . Is it really like what is said in Chang'an that the officials dreamed of some omen and wanted to rush to attack the temple?"

Hong Yu couldn't tell, "Just listen to these rumors, don't talk about them."

"I know, sir." It was obvious that the relationship between the servant and Hong Yu was extraordinary. In private, the three of them did not have the usual gap or restraint between master and servant.

"It is your long-standing habit to inspect Lancang Mountain and note down the topography of the mountains. While drawing the map, you can also check if there are any oddities in it. But these are what a county magistrate should do. Is it possible that the official's entrustment to you is something unusual? mission?"

Hong Yu turned around with a smile in his eyes: "It's not a secret mission."

"Do you really think there is one?" The servant beside me thought about the rumors in Chang'an and couldn't help but be puzzled: "Does the official want you to find a painting?"

"Ah."

In Chang'an, the rumors spread are not without purpose. What can be communicated among officials are some high-fidelity but relatively complicated facts. Everyone just clicks on it and tries to figure it out so that it is reasonable and reasonable. Eating melons can help you understand the truth and prevent family members and colleagues in the officialdom from not knowing the truth and causing taboos.

The officials suddenly became disgusted with lotuses and ordered all lotus decorations and other items in the palace to be removed.

Don't underestimate the palace people's news transmission network. The emperor at the center of power is stared at by countless pairs of eyes. As long as there is an obvious change, the people surrounding the emperor will naturally notice it.

Therefore, the concubines, maids, eunuchs, and close officials in the harem were very keen to detect the changes in the official family, and the next step was to guess the reasons for the changes, which of course were constantly mixed with various subjective ideas. But since it was related to His Majesty, they naturally couldn't make random guesses and had to constantly combine the situation and trends in the court.

So these well-founded rumors appeared and slowly flowed into the public. Since His Majesty had no intention of obstructing it, many people agreed with this statement.

But rumors are just rumors after all, and no matter how many times they are told, His Majesty will not admit it. However, the matter of finding the paintings was personally ordered by His Majesty.

Just like his sudden aversion to lotus flowers, in the days that followed, His Majesty suddenly became interested in paintings.

For several days, Master Zuo Pushe, who had the largest collection of paintings, was called to the study with other officials to discuss matters about the scrolls. This made Master Zuo Pushe avoid it and became bored. Then he directly transported all the paintings in his home. Palace, let Your Majesty reward you enough.

"My daughter is about to return to Beijing, and I hope that Your Majesty will grant me three days' leave."

The emperor deftly dismissed: "One day."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Hong Yu couldn't figure it out: "I don't know what kind of painting it is. It's really hard to figure out."

"How can someone find a painting in such a good way? Don't the officials themselves know?"

Hong Yu shook his head: "This is the difficulty. Even His Majesty can't tell what kind of painting he is looking for."

A few days after Lord Zuopushe sent the paintings to the palace, His Majesty sent people to transport the paintings back one by one. Lord Zuopushe was so angry that he left the court after several days without going to His Majesty's study to discuss matters. .

Isn’t this intentional to torment people?

The servant asked: "If the official doesn't know it himself, how can he know whether the painting in front of him is the painting he is looking for?"

Hong Yu was silent.

Good question, you ask me who I ask.

Hong Yu: "This time, His Majesty mentioned the search for paintings to every foreign official, saying that if he saw any interesting paintings, he would send them to the capital without any fanfare."

The servant let out a long "Oh": "Okay, let's pay more attention in private. Sir, you should be busy with business."

Of course that's all.

As the evening approached, the sky had darkened. Aunt Li and Li Changji had already booked a guest room. The store owner said that they just needed to check in before the curfew.

After finishing the work at hand, Ji Qingyue returned to the painting carrying his big quilt.

The quilt is made of very strong material and weighs eight kilograms when weighed. The quilt has been dried, and there is still some sunshine left, which smells very good.

He took off all the bedding on the kang and planned to cover himself with a new quilt tonight and put an old quilt under him, so that he wouldn't need to burn the kang too brightly.

When Ji Qingyue came out again, he heard the voices of Li Silang and others. This time Li Sanlang also came back. Their academy was finally able to finish school on time, and it was rare for him to go home with his brothers.

Li Sanlang put down his book bag and explained: "The reason for dismissing school early is because the county government is planning to hold a banquet, and the gate connecting the academy to the county government will be opened at that time. The mountain chief is worried that we will accidentally bump into the nobles, so he ordered the academy to start early in the past few days Study break."

The happiest person was Li Silang: "Third brother can go home with us!!"

They had just finished chatting with the county magistrate when they heard that the county government was going to hold a banquet. Li Aniang couldn't help but be curious: "It stands to reason that it will take more than a month for Magistrate Hong to visit all the villages. Why are they preparing to hold a banquet in the past few days?"

Li Sanlang: "It's not Magistrate Hong, but the magistrate's wife."

Everyone suddenly became curious about the county magistrate's wife.

They knew a lot about the Hong family, but there seemed to be no news about the county magistrate's wife, and they didn't know what kind of woman she was.

Li Sanlang was not interested in this topic, so he took the two children to the study to check their homework. Li Silang pouted and walked into the study reluctantly.

I also want to hear my mother-in-law’s gossip.

In the small courtyard, everyone was busy cooking, while Ji Qingyue the cat quietly observed the growth of cotton in the room.

More than a month later, all the cotton sprouts emerged safely and soundly. Now they have slowly grown stems and are growing taller.

The growth rate is normal and the growth is good.

A good friend of Li Sanlang once wrote a planting instruction. Although there were no technical instructions, he said that cotton seedlings are prone to insects when they emerge, and cotton seedlings that are targeted by insects can easily get sick and die.

When the cotton just started to grow young leaves, Ji Qingyue didn't know whether it was because of the season, but the insects didn't find his cotton seedlings.

But one day, when Li Silang and Li Yu were helping to water the fields, they discovered tiny insects crawling on the backs of young cotton leaves.

In this kind of weather, it is unlikely that bugs will fly from outside. There may only be bug eggs hidden in the soil. When the temperature and humidity are sufficient, these eggs will hatch into small bugs, and the bugs will crawl out of the ground.

These eggs happened to encounter the "snacks" prepared by Ji Qingyue for them. In a room with a suitable temperature and soil with a suitable humidity, they hatched from the ground and climbed onto the young cotton seedlings, ready for a feast.

Ji Qingyue, who had no pesticides, had a headache, but he was not nervous. He was thinking about ways to kill insects while observing the changes in the leaves.

After two or three days, he accidentally discovered that the insects on the back of the leaves had disappeared, leaving only a few insect-eaten and yellow leaves, but the cotton seedlings were not seriously harmed.

Could it be that the leaves are not to their liking and the insects are gradually starving to death? Or did he eat enough, transform and fly away?

Ji Qingyue picked off the yellow cotton leaves and observed several shallow "pits" left by insects on the back of the leaves.

The worms have hatched, and their appetite should be quite good. They shouldn't eat just this much. It's only been two or three days since the worms were first discovered. No matter how fast the growth period of the worms is, they won't finish half their lives in two days, right?

Is it a mayfly?

Ji Qingyue slowly guessed at the other side. He knew that the seeds grown in the painting were very different from the native seeds outside. The seeds that had been cultivated in the painting were planted outside, and their growth rate was no different from the seeds outside. , but the growth situation is obviously better.

Could it be that the seeds obtained after scroll planting have also been improved in terms of insect resistance? !