The Reborn Wife is Farming

Qi Haoran locked Bai Laoer in Qin Er's cell, and made people pay attention to their conversation and ignore it.

He found Zhu Liang and Fei Bai, and said: "The property under the name of the Wangfu and Wangfei must be carefully checked to see if anyone has sneaked in, and I will catch anyone who does not fall."

This investigation turned up many spies from other families, even Qi Xiuyuan was startled, he looked at the lists, looked at his brother who was gnashing his teeth, and said softly: "Fortunately, they have limited business, they are all young people. Nothing confidential."

"That's because the time is short," Qi Haoran gritted his teeth, "What if it takes more than ten or twenty years? Is it possible that I will leave a sieve-like palace for Xiao Xiong at that time? This is all found out, has it been found out yet?" of it."

And many people were panicked at this time, their nails had all been pulled out. Although their family members were still in their hands, there was no guarantee that they would survive the torture.

I am angry and hate those bookstores in my heart, isn't it just a printed prescription? It actually caused them to lose so many manpower, and all the hard work in previous years was in vain.

The owners of the bookstore are drinking and celebrating in the restaurant. The big and small bookstores in the south of the Yangtze River have just signed contracts with the Wangfu bookstore. nothing.

Especially for small and medium-sized bookstores, the smile on the faces of their owners never changes after a day.

Only the big and powerful bookstores don’t look very good. Unless their bookstores can buy most of the new books, it’s better to use engraving blocks for engraving old books. They have Tibetan plates, so they can print directly, and there is no need to engrave at all. .

Undoubtedly, those small and medium-sized bookstores benefited the most from this transaction, because at this time, everyone was on the same starting line except Wangfei's bookstore.

As soon as he left the restaurant, the owner ordered the steward, "Immediately send someone to give gifts to the Hanlin and the elders, and make sure to get their manuscripts. We are already far behind, and we can't fall behind anymore."

The stewards responded one after another.

But at this moment, Mu Yangling was happily counting the contracts on the table, and said: "The Sanji and Travel Notes have all been signed, and it is best to get their views on some state affairs, and then compile a few articles with conflicting opinions into one." Once a copy is released, it will definitely sell well.”

The steward was stunned, and stammered: "My lord, my concubine, it's not good to talk about state affairs, is it?"

"I'm talking about it. You go to the teahouse and sit and listen. You even guess how many concubines the emperor will sleep with every day. Is it possible that you are still afraid of this? You just ask, if something goes wrong, I will blame it."

The steward was silent for a while, and said: "I'm afraid the elders don't want to write."

Mu Yangling laughed and said, "It's fine if they don't write. There are always people who are willing to write. Remember to send the manuscript to me for review first."

Seeing that the princess insisted, the steward could only agree, and said embarrassingly: "Your Majesty, we bought a lot of manuscripts at once, and the funds are a bit difficult for a while."

"I'll ask Director Zhu to pay more money to the bookstore, and it will be accounted for as an investment."

Little Xiong happened to bring his younger brothers to find his mother, and upon hearing this, he ran in and asked, "Mother, what money do you want to give the steward?"

"Paper fees," Mu Yangling took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said, "What are you guys doing again, why are you sweating so much?"

"Payment fee?" Little Bear wiped his face indifferently, and asked with sparkling eyes, "What manuscript fee?"

"It means that someone writes a book for our bookstore, and we pay them."

"Writing books can also get money?" Little Bear rolled his eyes and asked, "Then can I exchange money for the "San Zi Jing" I wrote?"

"Did you write the "Three Character Classic"? You have to write it yourself. You copied the "Three Character Classic" to practice calligraphy. For example, only articles written by yourself can be published for money," Mu Yangling said with a smile: "But I remember that you are still learning to read and write, your brother Xiaobao just started writing articles, right?"

Although Xiaoxiong was a little disappointed, he kept this way of earning money in his heart. Originally, the articles he wrote could also make money. At that time, his husband assigned him homework. After he wrote it and published it, wouldn’t he be able to make a fortune? money?

Xiaoxiong calculated in his mind, and found that he and the prince brother would have a lot of homework in one month.

But the steward stepped back, wishing that he didn't have long ears, did he say that the son was short of money?

Mu Yangling asked the steward to go down, and took a few children to the small garden in the northwest, which was converted into a small farmland at this time, and there were yellow and orange mature rice hanging in the field.

The children cheered and rushed towards the rice field.

The three little ones wanted to catch bugs for fun, while the little bear ran to one of the fields. He stood in the field with his waist pinched, and laughed loudly, "Mom, my rice field can be cut too."

Mu Yangling nodded with a smile.

The rice field in the small garden was divided into six pieces, each of which was only two cents in size, not too big. Little Xiong planted one piece by himself, and the remaining five pieces were planted by Mu Yangling and others.

This is the second season of rice. After they returned to Beijing, Mu Yangling took the people to plant it, in order to see if the dry rice No. 1 and Champa rice could be planted in the second season in the south of the Yangtze River. Mu Yangling squeezed the grain , peeled off the chaff and chewed it in his mouth, nodding in satisfaction.

The second season is even better than the first season.

Mu Yangling waved to the four children and said: "Tomorrow and the next two days will be sunny, and tomorrow I will ask someone to clean up the stone slabs in front of me, and we will harvest later, little bear, you rest and take a bath the day after tomorrow, you can invite Xiaobao to have a bath." Rise up to reap."

Hutou emerged from the field, holding a frog in his hand, and asked, "Mom, I want to eat this."

The veins on Mu Yangling's forehead twitched, and he said, "Frogs are beneficial insects. They are specially used to catch pests in our rice fields. They can't be eaten, so let them go quickly."

Hutou didn't believe it, "There is food in the restaurant, and Daddy said it was delicious."

Mu Yangling stepped forward to rescue the frog in his hand, looked at him helplessly and said, "You eat and drink, why don't you always look like you're not full? Okay, we don't eat frogs, and let the kitchen feed them at night. You stew a chicken, and I will give you a big drumstick."

"I'll give my chicken leg to my brother," the little lion said immediately.

Xiao An lazily said: "Brother Hutou eat mine too."

The tiger's head drooled all of a sudden, and the little lion bit his ears with Xiao An, "I don't like eating chicken legs."

Xiao An nodded, "There are too many chicken thighs, not sweet enough, the chicken is delicious after all."

Mu Yangling twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard their "whispers", looking at the happy tiger head, he was very worried. Both the eldest brother and Zi Jin said that the tiger head was most like Qi Haoran. Could it be that Qi Haoran was really so stupid when he was a child?

Xiao Xia sat in the Taishi chair and watched them harvest in the field. Mu Yangling was working in the field in short training clothes and a straw hat. Except for Xiaobao and Xiaoxiong who could help the five children, the other three were going back and forth. tricky.

Xiao Xia saw that she and Nanny Xia were the only ones sitting here, and all the other servants had been sent away, so she sighed quietly, "I've watched this scene for several years, and I still feel like I'm in a dream."

Seeing Xiao An's son blushing and carrying a small bundle of rice walking here, Mother Xia smiled and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with this, you see, the young masters are very hardworking, and they often run around in the fields." , the body will be much better."

Xiao Xia looked at her son carefully, nodded and said: "Xiao An is much healthier than before. Didn't the former doctor Wang give Ping'an pulse and say that his heart pulse is much stronger?"