Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

After the Third Prince's wife, Guo, came in, she bowed to Zhang Xin and Xu in a proper manner.

After completing the process, he sat opposite Zhang Xin, looking at a piece of jade samples on the desk with sparkling eyes.

"Mom, sister-in-law, is this the jade glass?"

"Ah."

Every time Zhang Xin saw Guo, she felt very complicated, so she spoke concisely.

"Should we all have this in the palace? It makes it convenient to see outside, and it's also convenient to see inside from the outside, right?"

Guo spoke in a curious tone.

"Match the curtains. Not everything in the palace will be safe."

Seeing that Xu didn't say anything, Zhang Xin could only open her mouth to answer.

"I want to install it in the study room of the Third Prince. Is that possible?"

Guo continued to ask.

"Sui'er uses the study?"

Xu raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, Mom - he doesn't need it, so I do. It's so bright and nice."

Guo had an innocent expression again.

"Wait a minute, we'll talk after I finish the work here. Let's go, I was just about to go fertilize the fields, you've come just in time."

Xu stood up.

Not wanting to say anything more, I just took it and walked out.

"What does it mean to add fat?"

Guo pulled Zhang Xin's sleeve and asked quietly.

"Just add manure, grass fertilizer, and bone fertilizer, bury it in the soil, and by the beginning of next spring, the land will be much more fertile. You can grow some vegetables yourself, and you don't have to buy them from the palace."

Zhang Xin will explain it in detail.

"Uh, I, I'm not convenient..."

Guo looked at her hands and then at her new clothes.

"It's okay. There are ready-made coarse cloth clothes over there. Just change into them."

Zhang Xin suppressed her smile.

"But I haven't done it..."

Guo wanted to cry now.

"I haven't done that before. I'll just have to do it a few more times."

Zhang Xin took two quick steps to distance herself from Guo, walked forward, took Xu's arm, and looked at each other.

"Little rascal!"

Xu reached out and pinched Zhang Xin quietly.

"Too delicate, mother, I can't stand it. It's time to find an excuse again."

Zhang Xin looked back and saw that Guo was still worrying about her clothes and her steps were slow, so she leaned over to Xu's ear to complain.

Sure enough, just after she finished speaking, Guo continued:

"Mother - my clothes are not suitable, mother, I will go back and change my clothes before going over."

"Okay, let's go."

Xu looked back and agreed. Really, the three daughters-in-law are all different.

After Guo walked away, Xu shook her head and said:

"Mother Guo had some of the same thoughts before. The Guo family is really in trouble... Without a proper mistress, the children in this family are not well-fed..."

"Maybe still young."

Zhang Xin gave an insincere reason.

This person, when she was in her thirties, was still almost as coquettish as she is now.

"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so let it be."

Xu sighed.

"As long as Third Brother likes it."

Zhang Xin continued to speak insincerely.

Zhu Gaosui privately told Zhu Gaochi that Guo asked him to peel shrimps for her and feed her, saying it was a hobby.

He just found it boring. Can't everyone just eat the shrimps that the palace maids peeled?

"I don't think he likes it that much, but Chi'er and Xu'er both don't like it, so he has to do it."

Xu knew her youngest son very well.

"Oh."

I won’t comment on Zhang Xin.

"Let's plow the soil first, so we can eat the vegetables we grow next year."

Xu put the matter behind her.

"it is good."

Zhang Xin responded.

Anyway, every time she saw Guo, she had a strange feeling.

In her previous life, Zhu Gaochi's favorite concubine became Zhang Xin's sister-in-law in this life.

Not only did his identity change, but even Guo's personality seemed to have changed as well.

When Guo entered the palace, she was seventeen years old. She was a delicate and beautiful young woman. She was good at poetry, songs, calligraphy, chess, and painting, and could interact with Zhu Gaochi in everything.

Now, Guo is a lively, innocent and lovely girl.

Although Guo was indeed young at that time, only fourteen years old, were their personalities really so different?

If she had a chance to do it again, could she change Guo's character?

Guo Ying is still here.

Is it because the Guo family doesn't need her to work hard to revive the family, so this is her nature? Hasn't she been trained to be crooked?

No matter what chaotic thoughts were running through her mind, they were all forgotten once she arrived at the place and started working.

The imperial city was being built in the capital, but Zhu Di did not plan to spend a lot of money to renovate the old imperial city in the capital.

The prince's mansion was cleaned up for the three families to live in, and after several major palaces were renovated, the renovation was considered complete.

It would be bad if no one lived in the house in the harem, otherwise it would become deserted soon.

But there are only so many people in the family.

The three princesses can only occupy three palaces in the harem at most.

Finally, Xu decided to clear the land behind each palace and let the new eunuchs and palace maids farm in the harem before they officially took up their posts.

Every six people are responsible for an empty palace.

This palace has gained popularity and no manpower has been wasted.

The same goes for their family. As members of the royal family, they also have to understand the hard work of ordinary people farming.

So the small garden in the harem was leveled out, about two acres in size. Xu would come to check it out every day, and the others were arranged by Xu to come and help with farm work from time to time.

Zhu Di strongly supports it!

He even went to the previous dynasty to publicize that a queen had personally opened up fields for cultivation in the harem.

The work assigned by Xu is really done.

So, Zhang Xin really had no idea at all.

I tried my best to follow Xu's pace, digging up the ground that was not yet firm with a hoe, then turning it over, applying fertilizer, and turning it over again to compact the fertilizer.

Every time Zhang Xin worked with Xu for an afternoon, she could eat two big bowls of rice in the evening.

The problem of waking up after a short sleep, which I had often done in the middle of the night because of breastfeeding my newborn second son, has disappeared without a trace.

Just when they were working and sweating profusely, Zhu Di, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji came over.

The five men worked together in the sweaty rain until sunset, but they had only managed to cultivate less than half an acre of land.

"If you don't do farm work, you really don't know how hard people work."

Zhu Gaochi was inspired to write this.

Poets have written many praises for farmers.

But a few poets actually farmed.

"Do ordinary people really hoe the fields at noon? Can't they do it in the morning or evening? If the sun is too strong and you get sick from the sun, it's not worth the money to buy medicine and see a doctor. If you get a serious illness, it's even more uneconomical."

Zhu Zhanji had just heard his teachers talking about this poem to encourage farmers a while ago.

I don't understand at all.

"At noon, when the sun is high, the weeds are more likely to be killed by the sun once they are dug out, which saves the work of picking up the weeds after digging them out."

Zhang Xin answered while wiping Zhu Zhanji's sweat.