Reborn as a bride, pretending to be virtuous, the prince held his waist and regretted

Xiuzhu looked suspicious. She had also been living in this mansion for more than ten years. How could she not see Dachun's purpose?

Seeing this, Dachun hurriedly explained, "Miss Xiuzhu, please don't misunderstand. My young master has no ill intentions. After all, he was beaten by Eunuch Xu for breaking a corn cob last time, and he was upset."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince attaches great importance to these corns. My son is worried that his previous actions might reach the Crown Prince's ears, so he asked me to find out."

Hearing this, Xiuzhu suddenly realized, and after thinking about it carefully, it was also human nature, "No one mentioned the prince at the table, and no one said that he broke a corn cob. Tell your son, don't let your imagination run wild."

Hearing this, Dachun apologized with a smile and thanked her, "Thank you, Xiuzhu, for your encouragement. Next time I come, I will bring you some good Luozidai."

Xiuzhu covered her mouth and smiled, "You're welcome!"

Good color also requires good makeup. You can use ordinary rouge and powder, but you can't create a good makeup.

Dachun is willing to give it, and Xiuzhu is happy to tell Dachun as long as it does not involve betraying his master.

Dachun judged from Xiuzhu's words and actions that she was someone who could be bribed.

As for the girl named Xiulan, she was stubborn and would not listen to any persuasion or trickery. She would not accept any money or gifts. She could not answer most of the questions she asked.

In the threshing floor, people began to peel off the outer layer of corn cobs and place them on racks instead of on the ground.

It's useless to prevent it from falling on the ground and being soaked by rain.

A pig was slaughtered at noon, and the remaining meat that was not sold was all bought by Gu Xiling, who stewed it and distributed it to the farmers.

Today, all the workers have enough white flour buns, and everyone, young or old, men, women, and children are very happy.

I worked harder and finally finished sorting all the corn cobs before dinner.

Zhou Jin and Gu Xiling were like everyone else, holding steamed buns in one hand and chopsticks in the other. There was no table, so the bowls of food were placed on the stone mill in the threshing ground.

Wang Shiwen was starving, so he really had to work hard today.

Just to perform better, my clothes are all smelling of sweat.

He never expected that Zhou Jin, the son of Changning Marquis, who was once as holy as a mountain snow lotus, would actually eat on the threshing floor like an old farmer.

Although Zhou Jin was out of touch with reality in the past, even the former principal of Baihe Academy said that Zhou Jin needed to be down-to-earth and more steady, but he didn't let Zhou Jin get into trouble!

If it weren't for his elegant eating posture, he would be no different from the old farmer who squats with his bowl on the ground.

"Brother Zhou, are we going to have dinner like this tonight?" Wang Shiwen was stunned and looked at each other in confusion.

Even if there are no delicacies on the farm, with maids and servants serving, there should be six dishes including meat and vegetables!

Seeing this, Zhou Jin took a white flour bun and stuffed it into Wang Shiwen's hand. "If you don't eat it, it will be gone. It's so hot at night and there's no food in the kitchen. Don't bother the cook in the farm to get up in the middle of the night to cook for you."

Wang Shiwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Dachun brought the dishes over and put them on the stone mill. "Sir, I'll serve you dinner."

While eating, Gu Xiling looked at Wang Shiwen with a meaningful look in her eyes.

Wang Shiwen was about to agree, but when he saw Eunuch Xu coming over with a bowl in one hand and a steamed bun in the other, he quickly took a bite of the bun and said, "No, you eat it yourself, I can do it myself."

Since you are here to perform, you should perform to the end. You can't waste an afternoon.

Seeing that his master was so down-to-earth, how could Dachun, a servant, dare to be picky?

Eunuch Xu has a white beardless face and a broad smile. "I heard before that the prince is well versed in astronomy and geography, but the scholars didn't believe it. Today, I believe it now."

Zhou Jin's narrow eyes were full of suspicion, "Eunuch Xu, what do you mean by this? I don't understand."

Eunuch Xu had a look on his face that said "you are too modest". "We are going to harvest soon. This morning I asked someone to ask the Imperial Astronomical Observatory. He observed the stars and clouds and said it might be cloudy and rainy in a few days. We will harvest today and we can dry it in a few sunny days and store it."

"I heard that the prince requested the harvest this afternoon. If he didn't know the weather was going to change, how could he have harvested in advance?"

Gu Xiling and Zhou Jin looked at each other and they had a tacit understanding with each other.

Zhou Jin was calm and acted like a big shot. "Actually, I can't say I'm proficient at this, I just know a little bit. The main thing is that I saw the corn was ripe in the field today, so the earlier we harvest it, the earlier we can put it in the bag."

Wang Shiwen was stunned. Eunuch Xu didn’t understand Zhou Jin, but he understood him!

Zhou Jin was very good at poetry and songs, and imperial examinations, but his knowledge of astronomy and geography was a bit far-fetched. At best, he could recognize the main stars in the sky. How could he predict whether it would be sunny or rainy?

Anyway, Wang Shiwen didn't believe it. The most important thing was that he didn't know how to do it either. He also couldn't stand Zhou Jin knowing how to do it, as it would make him look much worse than Zhou Jin.

Although he had doubts, Wang Shiwen neither exposed nor questioned them.

He wanted to see what Zhou Jin was up to!

Gu Xiling lowered her eyes and smiled slightly. Her husband's ability to lie and brag had improved.

What a joy!

After dinner, Zhou Jin and Gu Xiling went home and asked the guards to protect the corn on the farm.

Old man Li is an experienced farmer. He has confirmed that if corn is planted properly, the yield per mu is definitely 500 kilograms.

When I think about the 30 acres of land at home that can yield 15,000 kilograms of grain, even if I have to pay 30% to the owner, there are still 10,000 kilograms of corn.

Even if you eat as much as you want, you can't eat 10,000 kilograms of food.

Old Man Li and others regard corn as their life, and even regard it as more important than life, because food can keep their descendants alive.

Both the visible and hidden sentries were extremely alert, standing guard in the four directions of southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest of the village.

Night gradually fell and darkness enveloped.

There are still a few stars in the sky, breaking through the darkness.

A team of men in black, after receiving the order, headed straight for the cornfield they had seen this morning.

The only way to destroy the ripe corn is to set it on fire.

Zhou Da had already learned from these people entering the village that he should let these men in black enter the farmland to catch the turtle in the jar.

Without waiting for these people to pour out the fuel, Zhou Da had already led his men to surround the men in black who were about to set fire and started a fierce fight.

The guards surrounded them unexpectedly and fired a volley of crossbows. Of the ten people who came, only three were left. They didn't even bother to set fire and struggled to break out.

Finally, only one man in black was left. He was seriously injured and forced into a corner. At this moment, the sound of weapons fighting was heard from the threshing floor.

"Not good!" Zhou Da realized that he had been tricked, "Return for help!"

The others stopped chasing the man in black and turned around to rush towards the threshing ground. Zhou Da reluctantly took out a ball from his arms and threw it at the man in black.

There was only a loud "boom" and the man in black was blown away and lay on the ground, no longer breathing.

Zhou Da grabbed a man who was injured but not dead, removed the poison from his teeth, dragged him to the threshing floor, and interrogated him later.

On this side of the threshing floor, where the corn is placed, there is no straw or firewood within a radius of fifty meters.

Even if the haystacks on the threshing floor were set on fire, they would still not burn.

Just when these people thought that the people guarding the corn were attracted into the fields, many burly black shadows emerged from the ditches and fields in all directions.

Some held the Langya List, some held the Xuanhua Axe, and some held the Fangtian Painted Halberd...

These people were like ferocious beasts, surrounding the people who had set fire to the threshing ground. Puff sounds came one after another, followed by screams.

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