Xiao Jiaojiao suffered from morning sickness and had many babies, and was pampered by Qing Leng'

Xie Yuan knew that fertilization could not be accomplished overnight, so he comforted him with a warm voice, "Don't be in a hurry, you can study it slowly, and then you can leave an acre of land for experiments."

"to make!"

Xie Yuan chatted with Third Grandpa for a long time that day, and even followed him into the mountains himself. In the evening, when he was teaching his wife calligraphy, he talked about fertilization.

Jiang Mingyue looked at Xie Yuan in surprise. Unexpectedly, she just said it casually that day, but he actually remembered it in his heart and started the experiment silently.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yuan looked into his wife's eyes and asked warmly.

Jiang Mingyue shook her head gently.

"I'm just a little surprised."

She thought about it for a moment and then said: "When retting, it is very important to control the water, just like when we drink sugar water, too much water will not make it sweet, and if there is too little water, it will not taste good. It must be just right.

The same is true for retting. The reason why those grasses die is because the fertilizer is too thick. Just like we usually eat one steamed bun, but now we suddenly give you ten, how can we finish it?

Furthermore, after fertilizing, you should pay attention to pest control, because although the fertilized fertilizer is good, it is also prone to pests..."

After Jiang Mingyue told Xie Yuan everything she could think of, she looked at him thoughtfully and did not disturb him. She continued to practice calligraphy, but this time she focused half of her attention on the man, so this The handwriting is a bit unsatisfactory.

Seeing that the man had come to his senses, Jiang Mingyue immediately put down her pen and asked, "Will what I said help you?"

Xie Yuan pulled his wife to sit down and said warmly: "It's very useful. It helped me a lot. I will have a chat with Third Grandpa and the others tomorrow. It should be successful this time."

Jiang Mingyue was very happy to be able to help Xie Yuan.

"I hope Third Grandpa and the others can succeed soon, and then it won't be a problem to increase the income by fifty kilograms per mu."

A dark light flashed in Xie Yuan's eyes. If this kind of fertilizer can really increase the yield by fifty kilograms per mu, Dachu's national power will be able to reach a higher level in a very short period of time. When the time comes, he looks at the people in front of him. Son, you must ask for a royal decree for your wife. With the royal decree, your wife will have an extra layer of protection.

The next day, early in the morning, Xie Yuan helped Third Grandpa up the mountain. At the same time, Yuanjiang Mansion, Jiang Mansion, and Butler Zheng walked into the backyard in a hurry, stopped in front of the main hall, and calmed down their breathing. Only then went in.

"Master, Madam, there is a letter from Kyoto."

The two people who were eating put down their chopsticks immediately.

"Bring it to me quickly." Shen Bingxin said.

The son-in-law's palace examination should have ended long ago, and I don't know what the situation is.

Butler Zheng took out the letter and handed it over respectfully with both hands.

Shen Bingxin opened the letter and when she saw the first sentence, she stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Sir, I won. Our son-in-law is the top scorer in high school and the top three in the world."

Jiang Wen breathed out slowly, and his heart that had been hanging in the air suddenly fell to the ground.

"Good boy!"

His son-in-law is really not an ordinary person, and the result was beyond his expectation.

After Shen Bingxin conveyed the good news to her husband, she sat down again and started reading slowly.

Butler Zheng walked up to Jiang Wen and whispered: "Our people have received news that Zhang Zhongyue suddenly became angry last night. Several of Wang Bing's confidants were fined 30 times by him and killed more than 20 people. "

Jiang Wen narrowed his eyes when he heard this. It seemed that the plan he and his son-in-law and son had succeeded. It must have happened that Wang Bing and others extorted property from them under various names.

"Ms. sir, come and see." Shen Bingxin suddenly spoke.

Jiang Wen walked to his wife and took a page of the letter. After reading it, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

Sure enough, according to the son-in-law's inference, the Holy Lord should also know about the iron ore and salt mines. No wonder during this period, people have been asking the servants in his house about the iron ore and salt mines. It is no surprise to these people It should be a person of the Holy Spirit.

At this time, his wife handed him another page of letters.

Jiang Wen sat down after reading it. Unexpectedly, when the news about Wang Bing and his men's looting of property broke out, they still could not bring down Zhang Zhongyue. He would be lying if he said he was not disappointed, but he soon adjusted his emotions.

Zhang Zhongyue is the father-in-law of the eldest prince, a veteran of two dynasties, and a second-grade general. It is good to have this result, just as his son-in-law said, take your time.

The current situation is much better than last year. In the next one or two years, Zhang Zhongyue and Wang Bing will not dare to take action against him again. Moreover, if things go as expected by his son-in-law, Zhang Zhongyue will go to Beijing to defend himself. Innocent, when the time comes, their opportunity to place people in the army will come.

After burning the incense, Shen Bingxin gave the other pages of the letter to her husband.

After reading this, Jiang Wen led Butler Zheng into the study.

The two chatted in the study for a quarter of an hour, and Jiang Wen went out immediately. Today's Yuanjiang Mansion seemed to be no different from the past, but the darkness became turbulent.

On October 12, in Kyoto, Jiang Shangshu entered the imperial study.

Song Ming put aside what he was doing and looked at the person standing below and asked, "What's the matter with Jiang Aiqing coming here at this time?"

"Weichen recently sorted out the tax payment situation of Yuanjiang Mansion over the years and discovered something."

"what's up?"

Now Song Ming pays special attention to matters involving the Yuanjiang Mansion.

Jiang Shangshu said nothing, but presented the things he had sorted out to the Holy One.

Song Ming opened it and looked at the numbers one by one, his temples pounding. He suppressed his anger and asked: "In other words, since six years ago, the taxes paid by Yuanjiang Mansion have been decreasing year by year, and this year it has dropped by 30%. It’s not that the Yuanjiang Mansion suffered a disaster, but that 30% of the tax went into Zhang Zhongyue’s pocket?”

Hearing that the Holy Emperor was angry, Jiang Shangshu immediately knelt down.

"Your Majesty, calm down. I have no evidence in my hands and dare not make false claims."

Song Ming slowly exhaled and took a few breaths to calm down. He looked at Jiang Shangshu and said, "Get up! It's not my fault that I love you."

Jiang Shangshu stood up and looked at Song Ming with concern as he hesitated to speak.

"Why are you hesitating between you and me, the monarch and his ministers? If there is anything, just talk about it together."

Jiang Shangshu lowered his head and reported: "Recently, in all counties near Kyoto, the price of salt has increased by two cents per year compared to before."

Song Ming couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

"The salt from the south hasn't been shipped yet?"

"It's shipped here, but it's 10% less than in previous years because Yuanjiang Prefecture is out of salt."

Song Ming was stunned.

"No salt? What do you mean?"

"The prefect of Yuanjiang said it's because the salt mines can no longer produce salt."

Song Ming couldn't help but think of what the secret guard had reported to him. Thinking of Zhang Zhongyue's private possession of a salt mine, he could no longer suppress his anger: "You bastard!"

Jiang Shangshu knelt down again with a bang.

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Song Ming wandered around the imperial study room twice before regaining his composure. He glanced at the person kneeling on the ground.

"Go back!"

"Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body, and don't let your anger ruin your body." After speaking, Jiang Shangshu withdrew.

After Song Ming sat down again, he fell into deep thought. It seemed that he needed to reconsider the affairs of Yuanjiang Mansion.

In Xiejia Village, more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye. Even though they were a little reluctant to leave, Xie Yuan and Jiang Mingyue had to leave Xiejia Village. After all, Xie Yuan still had many people to visit.

In the early morning of October 16th, Xie Yuan and Jiang Mingyue left the village with everyone seeing them off.

Xie Yuan looked at his wife for a long time before he lowered the curtain, gently held her in his arms and said warmly: "When we are free in the future, let's come back and live there."

Jiang Mingyue said softly.