Medical Doctor Travels Through Time to Train the Prince to Become a Wife-Controlled

Meng Zhenzhen was placed under house arrest by the emperor, which made Dong Yuwei very happy.

Every day I take her to make clothes, embroider, or take care of the two children reading and playing games. The main purpose is to have a relaxing time.

After finally making it to the golden autumn of October, she was finally able to go out. She personally handed a letter to the emperor, inviting him to witness the birth of a new thing.

The crops she planted are about to mature.

This time I wanted to let my younger brothers and sisters experience the joy of harvest, so I brought the two little ones along as well.

Meng Chengxu has always been the most studious. He looked at the environment outside and asked, "Sister, why don't we farm the land ourselves, but leave it to others?"

Meng Zhenzhen thought about this question for a while before answering, "We can farm ourselves, but the skills we have learned are not just farming.

Our brains can create more value, but tenant farmers rely on these crops to survive, so the value of each person's survival is different."

He nodded, not quite understanding.

Meng Yuhan next to her pouted and said, "Sister, why can my brother take the imperial examination, but I can only grow up and get married? I don't want this."

Dong Yuwei didn't know why her daughter asked such a question. Getting married was a necessary step. She was about to speak when she was stopped by Meng Zhenzhen.

She smiled and looked at her sister, "Yuhan, why do you have this question? Has anyone told you?"

She felt that even a child who was almost two years old, no matter how smart she was, would not think of this question. Someone must have told her this idea, which is why she asked this question.

Meng Yuhan pouted and muttered, "It was my nanny who told me that I could only get married in the future, so I had to learn to be dignified and a lady.

You can't speak loudly, and you can't play with girls of low status. You can only make friends with women of high official positions. But my sister said that there is no high or low status."

It was obvious that my sister was unhappy and even had some resistance.

Meng Zhenzhen looked at her mother with an unhappy expression, "Does mother know about this?"

Dong Yuwei was also very surprised. She never knew her nanny would say these words. She was usually very honest in front of her.

"Because they are older, the wet nurse is rarely seen. I didn't expect that they would be instilled with such ideas. The mother will deal with it when she returns."

Meng Zhenzhen held her sister in her arms and tried to comfort her, "Yuhan is the youngest child in our family. Although you are a girl, mother will let you study, learn martial arts, and even hire a teacher for you if you want to learn anything.

My brother took the imperial examination in order to become an official and serve the people in the future. Girls can understand the truth and know their limits by studying.

You can stay single, stay at home all your life, it doesn’t matter what you do, as long as you are happy.”

Dong Yuwei was about to speak, and was stopped by her when she wanted to say something.

"Mom, she is still young. When she grows up, she will understand what it means to get married. Now she just feels that getting married means leaving home, and she doesn't like it."

Dong Yuwei thought about it and thought, what could a two-year-old child know, so she didn't argue any further.

But deep down she still felt that girls’ purpose was to get married and bear children, otherwise what was their value.

Meng Yuhan shook her head and thought about what her sister had said. She had to learn so many things, and it seemed that she would have even less time to play in the future.

Not long after they arrived, the emperor and the crown prince came with people from the Ministry of Agriculture. It was quite a grand procession.

The emperor was curious about what new variety of cotton the girl had come up with this time. The last time she gave him cotton, it allowed him to have a warm winter and he no longer felt cold outside.

"Zhenzhen, are there any new varieties this time?"

She picked up the basket at hand and said, "Come on, Your Majesty, let's go to the fields to work together."

Helan Shan, who was standing next to him, tugged at the prince's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Why do you, the crown princess, like farming so much? She was also farming the last time she came here. She won't drag you to become a farmer with her, will she?"

The prince chuckled, "Don't you think she is quite cute? She is not like those delicate ladies at all."

Helan Shan curled his lips and said, "That's right, how can your Crown Princess be the same?"

Watching their backs as they left, Qin Lanzhi stared straight ahead, her eyes fixed.

Helanshan pushed him and said, "Watch your eyes. It's too obvious. You'll cause trouble to her."

Qin Lanzhi quickly lowered his head. He really couldn't control his thoughts.

They walked to the edge of the field together, and Meng Zhenzhen went down to look at the ripe corn. Now was the best time to eat it, as it was planted later.

"Aman, take the others to that field and pick them. The ones over there are ripe and need to be picked immediately."

"Your Majesty, these are just edible, would you like to try some?"

She broke off one directly, tore it apart and put it in her mouth. It was very sweet and juicy. It was indeed a new improved variety.

He handed it to the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture behind him and said, "Everyone, you can try it too. It is delicious. The yield per mu is between 1,500 and 2,500.

However, the requirements for land are higher, so improving the land is the top priority.”

They tried it tentatively, and their eyes lit up. "Your Majesty, it's really edible and tastes pretty good."

The emperor put it in his mouth and chewed it. It tasted slightly sweet and astringent, but not bad. "Can this thing only be eaten raw?"

Her eyes widened and she shouted, "How is that possible? This can be boiled, fried, made into corn cakes, and even grilled.

It can even be dried and ground into flour. It tastes a little worse than white flour, but it’s more filling.”

The emperor watched her break off a dozen or so by herself in front and then left, walking to the side with her men.