If the business woman does not help the poor, the villain's dream of prosperity will be shatter

The results of the trial planting of new grain were sent to the capital in early October.

The corn yield per mu is 700 kilograms, and the fresh sweet potato yield per mu reaches an astonishing 4,800 kilograms.

When the news reached the court, everyone was stunned.

With nearly 5,000 kilograms of sweet potatoes, how many people can safely get through the winter and spring?

Even the dried sweet potato chips weigh about 700 to 800 kilograms.

Sweet potato vines and corn stalks can also be used as winter feed for cattle and sheep.

This solves the problem of scarcity of forage in winter.

After cutting off the part of the corn stalks above the ground, dig out the remaining part, dry it in the sun, and use it to burn for cooking.

These two kinds of food are really treasures all over the body!

The tenth day of October happens to be the birthday of His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin.

The emperor was so happy that not only did he reward the Prince of Jin with twice as much gold and silver as in previous years, he also directly appointed him as Si Tu.

Situ was one of the Three Dukes and was in charge of the financial revenue of the Zhou Dynasty.

Since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, it has been the highest position appointed by the prince.

After Prince Ning returned home, he smashed the study to pieces.

After Qin Shu received the news that Prince Jin invited her to the palace, she couldn't help but complain to Nanny Chun, "The gift has already been sent. I'm just a merchant girl. Why should I join in the fun on such an important day?"

Zhou Min had a wife, concubines, sons and daughters, and many officials in the royal palace.

Although everyone in the capital now knows that she is from Prince Jin's camp, at least on the surface they still do not interact with each other.

And she is still in mourning.

Prince Jin was not averse to such a festive day as his birthday.

Nanny Chun smiled and helped Qin Shu adjust her dress. She said, "Your Highness is such a distinguished person. There are so many people who ask to see you every day. It is such an honor to be summoned by His Highness Prince Jin. Miss, you must not let anyone hear what you said."

Qin Shu smiled and said, "Oh, I know. Mammy has said this several times."

Because Qin Shu was still in mourning, even on Prince Jin's birthday, she only wore a light blue plain skirt, and only wore a golden hairpin with a plum blossom pattern and a few velvet flowers in her hair.

After arriving at the palace and getting off the carriage, Qin Shu was taken directly to Xuanlang Pavilion in the east wing.

This is a small warm room.

A two-story octagonal pavilion with gardens in front and back.

There are more green trees than flowers and plants here. As soon as you enter the courtyard, you will feel cool and quiet.

There were not many people in the garden. Standing at the door was Chang An, the personal attendant of Prince Jin. When he saw Qin Shu coming over, he smiled and bowed to her and said, "Miss Qin is here? The prince has been waiting for a long time."

Qin Shu quickly returned the greeting and followed Chang An into the pavilion.

The octagonal pavilion here should be the place where the King of Jin handled government affairs and received officials.

In the first place at the front was a desk and a low stool, on top of which were several piles of documents and books.

There are two rows of more than ten tables on each side of the lower part, and rattan mats are spread behind the tables.

Chang An took Qin Shu up to the second floor, stopped at the door, and motioned Qin Shu to go in by herself.

Qin Shu looked at Chang An strangely and walked in slowly.

There is a bamboo screen at the entrance.

Through the bamboo screen, one can vaguely see the Prince of Jin, dressed in casual clothes and without a hat, sitting in front of a table and drinking by himself.

Qin Shu nodded to Chang An, walked around the screen, and came to a distance of five or six steps below Zhou Min, kneeling down and bowing, "I am Qin Shu, a commoner, and I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin."

"No gift."

King Jin's voice was a little hoarse. He didn't even look at Qin Shu, but waved at her, "Come here."

The door closed softly behind him.

Qin Shu's heart skipped a beat for unknown reasons. After a slight hesitation, she stood up and walked over.

Zhou Min tilted his head, glanced at Qin Shu with a smile, and pointed to his side casually, "Pour wine for this king."

Qin Shu immediately wanted to splash it on his face.

Muttering to herself, Qin Shu still walked over with a gentle look on her face, knelt beside Zhou Min, picked up the wine jug, and filled the glass in front of Zhou Min with wine.

While pouring the wine, Qin Shu felt Zhou Min's eyes on her face from the corner of her eye.

She frowned imperceptibly, lowered her head and said, "I wonder why Your Highness called me here?"

Zhou Min did not answer, but just chuckled, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, then placed the glass in front of Qin Shu again.

Qin Shu gritted her teeth and had to fill his glass again.

Zhou Min suddenly put his face in front of Qin Shu, staring at her with bloodshot eyes.

Qin Shu was startled and leaned back quickly, "Your Highness?"

Zhou Min then smiled silently and asked in a hoarse voice: "Lu Fei and Sheng Li, this is your work."

It's not a question, it's a determination.

Qin Shu's face was as gloomy as water, and she replied coldly: "I don't know what Your Highness is talking about."

Zhou Min sneered, and the mellow smell of wine from his mouth puffed on Qin Shu's face.

Qin Shu tilted her head slightly.

Zhou Min suddenly reached out his hand, pinched Qin Shu's chin, and turned her face towards him, "This time, I will not hold you accountable for acting on your own. However, this is only this time, and it will not happen again!"

Since she has chosen to surrender to Prince Jin, if she acts recklessly, she will probably bring him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

It may even affect his grand plan.

The slightly cool fingertips pinched her chin, the force was not strong, but it made Qin Shu feel as if she was immersed in frost.

She lowered her eyes slightly and responded with a low "yes".

Prince Jin smiled with satisfaction, but did not move his fingers away. Instead, he slid them along Qin Shu's chin, toward her ear, and gently twisted it behind her ear.

Qin Shu was so frightened that the hairs on her body stood up and she quickly shrank back.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Min quickly reached out, grabbed her wrist tightly, and pulled her into his arms.

Qin Shu let out a small cry of surprise, and leaned forward, nestling in Zhou Min's arms as if throwing herself into his arms.

She tried to pull her hand back, but Zhou Min's hand was so strong that it seemed like he was holding her wrist loosely, but it didn't move at all.

Qin Shu had no choice but to use her other hand to pry it open.

The other wrist was also grabbed by Zhou Min.

Qin Shu was so scared that tears came out of her eyes. She struggled hard and shouted angrily, "What are you doing? Let me go!"

Zhou Min chuckled softly, whispered in Qin Shu's ear, and said hoarsely, "So fierce? Like a little fox that only knows how to bite people."

Qin Shu was frightened to death and struggled desperately.

Zhou Min held Qin Shu's wrists in one hand, put his arms around her waist, and with a little force, Qin Shu was held in his arms.

Qin Shu was so frightened that she burst into tears and begged, "Your Highness, I am still in mourning, Your Highness."

Zhou Min chuckled, opened his mouth and gently bit her earlobe, then laughed hoarsely, "So, if it weren't for the mourning period, Shu'er would have obeyed me?"

Qin Shu wanted to dig out all the Zhou family's ancestors and scold them.

The more she struggled, Zhou Min's breath became heavier and his arms tightened around her.

He lowered his head and kissed Qin Shu.

Qin Shu turned her head quickly, and Zhou Min's lips fell on her earlobe.

Her dodging seemed to have angered Zhou Min.

Zhou Min swept the things on the table with a wave of his sleeves. After a series of "crackling" sounds, everything on the table except the pot of wine in the corner was swept to the ground.

Then, Zhou Min held Qin Shu's waist with both hands, leaned forward, and pressed Qin Shu down on the table...