The cold wave came fiercely, and the Shen family once again lived a life without leaving home.
No matter how miserable the refugees are outside, life is quite comfortable in the small farmyard. Shen Xingluo spends most of his time in the study, Shen Xingqi is busy embroidering screens, and Cheng Xi is learning medical skills from Mr. Xu day after day.
The only good thing was that the cold current prevented Qin Zheng from eating. Every time he ate, Mr. Xu enjoyed fine wine and delicacies to himself, and his mood was much happier than before.
"Girl, what on earth are you growing in that separate room?"
“A plant that is both filling and sautéed.”
"Oh? So strange?"
Mr. Xu originally just asked casually. After all, it was too strange that half of the living room was used to plant seedlings, but now he doesn't think so.
In the past few days, he has finally figured out that his apprentice and his son-in-law are not economical, and the things they produce cannot be treated with common sense.
"I'll go take a look!"
Mr. Xu stood up and walked towards the separated space with great interest. What he saw was layers of shelves, with two-inch-thick wooden troughs placed on each layer, covered with a thin layer of red soil, and three-inch-high wooden troughs. The green seedlings are very regular and densely packed like soldiers forming an array.
However, there are green leaves in a piece of gray-red soil, which looks lively and eye-catching.
"So many seedlings?"
"It looks like a lot, but in fact these can only be cultivated on ten acres of land."
Cheng Xi calculated that one acre of land requires about 3,000 potato seedlings, and the two of them cultivated about 30,000 potato seedlings.
Firstly, the free space at home is limited, and there is no way to put away more. Secondly, there are too many and it is difficult to explain the source. So I simply tried the water with 10 acres of seedlings.
The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step. There is no need to rush.
Mr. Xu didn't care about this, "Can this seedling be used as medicine?"
Cheng Xi: "..."
Four days passed by in a flash, and the sky cleared up again in response to everyone's expectations.
That day, Chen Xingluo first went for a walk in the fields. He didn't even return home and went straight to his sixth uncle to discuss matters.
Cheng Xi of the Shen family finished the class and saw Fuguang walking in behind Wangshu.
"lady."
"My husband has gone out and will probably come back at noon. You should come in first."
"Thank you ma'am."
Cheng Xi opened the window to let the potato seedlings bask in the sun, "What major events are happening in the city these days?"
Fuguang glanced at the hostess, pondered for a moment and then said:
"The trial of former prefect Zhou Lesong was completed yesterday, and three days later the Zhou family and his son were executed in the East District."
"..."
The fifth prince is domineering!
"Where are the rest of the Zhou family? I remember that there are many officials involved in Lin'an Mansion?"
"All the men, women, and children of the Zhou family were sent to Lingbei. Most of the officials involved in the crime were not punished with death, and their homes were ransacked and imprisoned."
Cheng Xi was silent and looked at Fu Chenggao again.
The fifth prince was not only decisive and self-disciplined, he also had a kind of kindness that was rare among military generals.
"In addition, there is news from the capital that the Holy Spirit is kind and has ordered the students to go to Beijing for additional examinations this autumn. The original palace examinations in April have also been postponed until after autumn."
As soon as Fuguang finished speaking, everyone else in the room laughed happily.
"Great, brother can participate in the Spring Festival... No, it's the Autumn Festival, huh? That's not right either!"
Shen Xingqi was confused for a moment about what the upcoming exam was, but Mr. Xu next to him felt that the name was not important at all. What was important was that his disciple's husband's profile was about to return to its original appearance, and he was about to take the scientific exam.
"This guy has some luck."
Although Cheng Xi had known about this for a long time, he laughed when he saw everyone so happy.
However, she disagreed with her master's statement of "having good luck". Maybe Shen Xingluo had good luck in this life, but he was indeed an unlucky guy in his previous life.
Of course, she is also an unlucky person.
"This is indeed a big event worth celebrating, with extra dishes for lunch."
"Girl, I want to drink the wine I drank last time!"
"no problem."
Cheng Xi waved her hand without hesitation and took Shen Xingqi and Wang Shu to the kitchen for extra food.
When Chen Xingluo came back from outside, the house was in full swing and everyone looked happy.
"what happened?"
Fuguang, who usually kept a straight face, told the news in Fucheng one by one. The person involved tapped the table regularly with his right hand while listening.
"You mean someone is coming from Beijing, when?"
"I just entered Fucheng this morning."
Seeing his strange expression, Fuguang also stopped smiling, "Master, is there anything wrong?"
"If anyone comes from Beijing, Zhou Lesong's matter can no longer be kept secret. It will definitely be reported back to the capital."
"Master, are you saying that there will be changes in this matter?"
"Change? No."
Chen Xingluo shook his head, "The fifth prince in the government office is not someone who is easily influenced by others, but I am afraid that there will be a bloody storm in the capital."
The bloody storm in the capital may have to wait for a few more days, but major events are happening in Lin'an Prefecture.
As the case was tried, all the crimes committed by Zhou Lesong were exposed to the sun. No matter how many people thought about it, they never expected that Mr. Zhou, a good official in their impression, would be such a heartless and crazy person.
"Oh my God, it turns out that Qingshan Village was raised by Mr. Zhou!"
"The philanthropic businessman Li in our city died at the hands of bandits a few years ago. I thought it was just an accident, but it turned out to be man-made and a conspiracy!"
"Colluding with bandits and killing imperial officials, what are you doing with such an official? Kill him!"
"Cut him, chop him!"
...
The crowd was furious. As much as the people loved Zhou Lesong at first, they now hate him.
Of course it must be cut, and it must be cut as soon as possible.
Fu Cheng wrote a memorial and was about to send Zhou Lesong and his son to the palace after beheading him. Officials from the capital came into the city to deliver the message.
"General, the messenger officer rides a fast horse, so the news of coming here must be spread back to the capital very quickly."
From Lin'an Prefecture to the capital, it can be reached in 4 days according to the normal transmission speed, but if you ride a fast horse at the inn to expedite the process, it can be shortened to 3 days.
Regardless of the fact that there is only one day difference between before and after, in ancient times where news was not flowing smoothly, a lot of things could be done on this day.
"It's okay, it will be sent back sooner or later."
Fu Cheng put down his pen and said, "Zhou Lesong will be executed in three days. No matter how long Prime Minister Zhou stretches his hand, he will not be able to stop it. As for the matter in Beijing, I will discuss it with the teacher again."
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He raised his head and looked at Song Zhi, "Did you just come back from outside the city?"
"Yes, the crops outside the city...are not very good."
"Talk about it."
"It rained a few days ago. Although there was no accumulation of water, most of the ground was frozen due to the severe cold weather. It has not warmed up in the past few days, and 80% of the wheat in the ground has been frozen to death."
The good green wheat is now very yellow, and it will be even more obvious when the sun comes out today.
"How did the people react?"
"People in neighboring villages say that the wheat may not survive. If we change the paddy fields to rice, it is already too late. We can only plant some beans."
However, beans are mostly eaten by livestock.
Hearing Song Zhi's words, Fu Cheng's brows furrowed more and more tightly, "Where is Mr. Jiang now?"
"In the government office."
Fu Cheng handed him the written memorial, got up and headed towards the government office.
"Send to the capital as soon as possible."
"yes."
