Zhurou

But at this time, even though the bamboo hat was separated, Zhao Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, walked forward a few quick steps, and exclaimed in a low voice, "Second brother!"

The person opposite had a smile on his face, it was indeed Pei Yong whom he hadn't seen for several days.

His feet were stuck in the mud and he couldn't move. He just smiled and pointed to the field ridge under Zhao Mingzhi's feet and said softly, "Just stand there, and come over when I finish planting this field."

Zhao Mingzhi had changed his shoes earlier, and was about to go to the field, so he stood still when he saw the situation, then looked at Pei Yong hesitantly and said: "Second brother, I made a vow earlier, the field I recognize is not good for others to help..."

Pei Yong was still holding the seedlings in his left hand, and said calmly: "Since we want to appease people's hearts, isn't it more useful for you and me to cultivate together than you alone?"

He said again: "One more sentence - am I someone else?"

I don't know if it's because the weather is getting warmer, but Zhao Mingzhi has a fever in his neck.

She doesn't ask others to help, the most important thing is to show the people in the city that she will not leave the capital easily, and the rest is just an addition, so self-cultivation at this time is of course more sincere.

But as Pei Yong said, if there is a Jiedu envoy who holds military power to help the princess plow the fields, the benefits are self-evident.

Seeing this, Mu Xiang hurriedly took a small bamboo stool from the carriage and sat down for Zhao Mingzhi, and brought tea and water.

But Mrs. Zou saw Pei Yong alone in the field earlier, and saw that Zhao Mingzhi let him go, and no longer insisted on not letting other people intervene as before. Although she was surprised, she didn't dare to ask more questions, so she stood aside.

She was unavoidably nervous, staring at the so-called "Pei Jiedu".

Although I don't know what this person is planning, but farming is not an easy task, and it is not something that the officials sitting in the hall can understand. Right now, this person is making a fuss here, but His Highness has the right idea. If he refuses to do so in the future Ask her to intervene, how can she deal with it as a novice?
One is not good, the autumn harvest is full of shriveled rice, after half a year of hard work, how can I see it, and how can I be worthy of the so much money I receive every day?
Mrs. Zou was still worried, and when she came back to her senses, she took a closer look at the scene of the field, and suddenly let out a "huh", then turned her head to look at Zhao Mingzhi next to her, feeling a little unsure about paying attention.

After the next few palace people cleaned up, they went to work in a small field that they had claimed together, but no one gave Pei Jiedu a second look, even if Madam Zou wanted to ask someone to ask questions.

She was very worried, because she was afraid that she would make a mistake, she simply stepped back to the side, quietly pulled Mu Xiang and asked: "Since Your Highness agrees to help Pei Jiedu to plant rice seedlings, do you mean to let go? Then other things might as well be called I come……"

Mu Xiang made a silent gesture, frowned and whispered: "How can you compare Jiedu with other people?"

Mrs. Zou always felt that something was wrong, and began to worry about those who were useful and useless, she just said: "After all, it is a general who has thousands of soldiers in his hands, and I don't know what the intention is to ask him to bow his waist and bow his head here to cultivate the fields-if what? The sky is thinking that something is wrong, what should I do if I turn my face?"

When Mu Xiang heard the word "turn her face", her expression suddenly became serious, and she subconsciously turned her head to look behind her.

But after a while, the handful of seedlings in Pei Yong's hand was about to be planted, no matter if you look at it from a distance or from a distance, they are all horizontal and vertical, but the new ones he planted today are right after the ones that Zhao Mingzhi planted yesterday. One piece, the two are quite different, the neatly lined one is more neat, and the crooked one is even more crooked.

When Mrs. Zou saw the field, she was very surprised, and blurted out: "It turns out that the official is so big, but he still knows how to farm?"

Not only can he grow, but he is also a rare familiar with his movements, unlike that kind of talent.

Of course it wasn't just Mrs. Zou who was surprised.

When Pei Yong returned to the edge of the field, Zhao Mingzhi had already stood up ahead of time, and brought a teapot to the side to wash his hands.

No matter how dirty Pei Yong's hands were, seeing that the person holding the pot was Zhao Mingzhi, he also greeted him early. He did a quick wash and didn't rush out of the field. Inside the headgear, he was about to lift his hand, but he stretched his hand halfway, but made a pause, and glanced at Mu Xiang not far away.

Mu Xiang didn't care about talking to Mrs. Zou any more, she trotted over to pick up the bamboo hat.

Pei Yongxu pointed at Zhao Mingzhi, and said: "It's noon, the sun is very strong, you should act carefully, and be careful not to cause His Highness to get sunburned."

Zhao Mingzhi smiled and said, "Where are you so delicate?"

But Mu Xiang made a nonstop voice, turned behind Zhao Mingzhi and said, "Be careful sailing for ten thousand years. Last time, I heard that there are not many medical officers in the palace, and there are not enough medicines. I'm not afraid of sunburn. If you are afraid of getting caught in the heat, your Highness should take precautions."

As he spoke, he put the bamboo hat on Zhao Ming's branch, and tied the rope around her chin.

Zhao Mingzhi naturally had nothing to do, so she took advantage of the opportunity to look up at the newly planted seedlings in the field, feeling shy, and said, "Second brother's seedlings are much better than mine..."

There was inexplicable melancholy in his tone.

Pei Yong couldn't help chuckling, and led her to look at a tall weed on the ridge of the field from the air, and taught her: "You stare at something that doesn't move, and just walk forward..."

Zhao Mingzhi felt even more aggrieved, turned his head and glanced at Mrs. Zou beside her and said: "My lady taught me this method, but no matter how I walk, the first few steps are fine, and the rest are crooked when they are planted..."

As she spoke, her face was wrinkled.

The smile on Pei Yong's face became stronger, and he said: "I have been working in the fields since I was a child, if you can catch up in a day or two if you can learn it sloppily, where will you put your face?"

He pointed to the field and said, "You planted the seedlings too shallow in the past two days. If there is a strong wind and heavy rain when the roots are not firmly established, you are afraid that the seedlings will fall. After a while, you will press the rows of seedlings deeper, and the rest will be planted." Leave it to me to handle it.”

He asked again, "What's your plan for today?"

Zhao Mingzhi told him the count, saying that he would do the farming first, and then go to Mrs. Zou's house to beg for a light meal, and then go to Qintianjian to see the calculation results after returning to the city.

She said: "It's not easy to go to Qintian Prison on weekdays. I'm afraid it will affect their actions. Today is Xiumu. I think there are only one or two people on duty. I just took the opportunity to go there."

Pei Yong then said: "Xiu Mu today, I can wait for a while with the matter at hand, and I am willing to ask to be His Highness's guard for a day, but I don't know if it is right or wrong?"

Zhao Mingzhi smiled and said, "It's up to me to decide whether it's right or not—they may not have your food."

As he spoke, he looked at Mrs. Zou beside him.

Mrs. Zou was neither far nor close, seeing Zhao Mingzhi and Pei Yong looking at each other one after another, she hurried forward a few steps.

Only then did Zhao Mingzhi talk about his plan to go to her house for a casual meal, and he gestured to Pei Yong: "Jedu also intends to go, but I wonder if it's cheap?"

Mrs. Zou said: "However, there is no need to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks?"

However, it was unavoidable to feel uneasy, and said again: "It's just that women don't have any skills, and there are only a few vulgar foods at home, so I'm afraid of nobles..."

Zhao Mingzhi said, "It's getting hot. Last time I saw that the pickled cucumbers and pickled vegetables that Xiao Wu gave me were quite refreshing. It would be good to cook a pot of brown rice porridge and eat it with the vegetables."

Mrs. Zou waved her hands in shock, and said, "How can this be done? No matter what, I can't eat so poorly..."

When she learned that Zhao Mingzhi planned to have lunch instead of dinner, she was so anxious that she broke out in sweat. She wiped her forehead with her sleeve and said, "Why don't you have dinner? You should spend more time shopping for laundry, otherwise this will be a mess." If you rush back, you can’t even pick two good pieces of meat.”

This time, Zhao Mingzhi didn't need to speak. Mu Xiang pulled him away and persuaded him: "Your Highness has other things to do at night. Besides, I just wanted to see what you eat on weekdays. You just made preparations. Fei Qian, secondly, went against her will, why bother?"

"It's fine if only His Majesty comes here, but there is still Pei Jiedu from time to time today? Such a high-ranking official has soldiers in his hands. If he neglects me, I'm just a commoner. No matter how hard I try, I can't do anything, Your Highness." Not necessarily." Mrs. Zou was a little worried.

Mu Xiang wondered: "Where did this word come from?"

"Your Highness came out to invite people today, right? It turned out that what you ate was not chicken, duck, fish, dragon liver and gallbladder, but it was not on the table. Let the festival look at it. If one is not good, you can't say that it is His Highness's intentional humiliation." ..." Mrs. Zou said seriously.

Mu Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while, and said: "What a mess, I'm afraid you've heard a lot of excerpts from outside dramas!"

She pointed at Pei Yong secretly, and said: "When I first entered the city, Jiedu personally drove the road for His Highness, didn't you know about this?"

"Someone in the neighbors on the left saw it with their own eyes and came back to learn it, but everyone knows that most of it is for outsiders to see, so maybe they don't have other concerns..." Mrs. Zou reminded, "Sister, don't blame me for speaking badly. , how many people in power can bear the light treatment?"

She sighed, raised her head and glanced at Zhao Mingzhi in front again, and said, "Your Highness has no soldiers or generals, even in our countryside, once you have a few coins in your hand, you will have to take off a layer of skin if someone targets you. She is a single woman and has no one to protect her, so it is not surprising that she has become extinct, not to mention her such a large family business."

"At a time like this, if you have nothing to do, you still have to pick your faults out of thin air. Why bother to give someone a handle?"

Mrs. Zou was very kind, but Mu Xiang found it hard to explain, so she could only say: "Since there is nothing wrong, I have to pick faults, so what's the taboo for those who don't know what to do?"

He said again: "Jiedu holds heavy soldiers in his hands, if he has other thoughts, how can it be your turn to guard against him?"

Mrs. Zou hesitated to speak, several times she wanted to say goodbye and go back to make preparations, but she was forced to stay. It was not until noon that the group packed up their things and went back.

Zhao Mingzhi was usually unfamiliar with farm work, and no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't get up to speed. Today, with Pei Yong's help, the progress was greatly accelerated.

He only picked those laborious and unobtrusive things to do. After working for half a day, it seemed that he didn't do much other things except for a few rows of neat seedlings.

Mrs. Zou took a look before leaving, and when she looked at Pei Yong again, she felt an indescribable strangeness in her heart.

——Busy in and out for a long time, but I don’t see anything out of the ordinary, what is this for?