Chapter 81
Hearing this, Lin Qingxi could roughly guess what was going on, she was just terrified in her heart, the person who can do things perfectly to this step is definitely not an easy person.

That is to say, her master in front of her, the uncle and senior brother she had met before, and the master she had never met before, are not ordinary people.

Lin Qingxi's Linghui Lu Zhiming had learned it a long time ago. He thought that at this moment, Lin Qingxi should have doubted his or their identities. , then he is also confused.

Just as Lu Zhiming guessed, although Lin Qingxi had doubts and puzzles in her heart, she didn't say it out, but asked another question: "In that case, why didn't your majesty order to find purple seeds?"

The corner of Lu Zhiming's mouth curled slightly, and he said, "Actually, the Holy Majesty has issued an order, but Fu'an County is located in a remote place, and the imperial order has not yet arrived, and was stopped halfway back."

Lin Qingxi didn't understand even more at this time, could it be possible to take back what the Ninth Five-Year Lord said and the imperial decree?Then the emperor is a bit too unreliable, right?Or is there another reason?
As if answering the doubts in Lin Qingxi's heart, Lu Zhiming said: "Xi'er, you don't know the situation in the capital. The thing is, there is a prince with a different surname in the capital. This prince is very powerful and holds a heavy army. Three During the severe drought of the year, without this prince with a different surname to lead the troops, Chu’s borders would be unstable. During the Lingwang Rebellion, without this prince with a different surname, the war in Chu would have lasted for many years. However, This brave and warlike prince is very shrewd in leading troops to fight, but he is a fool in many other things, and often does bad things with good intentions, alas—”

Lin Qingxi could hear Lu Zhiming's helplessness and anger towards this prince with a different surname, so he asked, "Master, does this prince with a different surname disagree with the matter of looking for purple seeds?"

Lu Zhiming nodded and said: "Yes, he disagrees, not only disagrees, but also said that if the Holy One sends people to reclaim the purple soil, he will send troops to dig deep pits where there is purple soil, and then use it to bury people. "

This prince with a different surname is too bold, he dared to say such a thing to the king of a country, isn't this treasonous?

"Master, why does this prince hate Zitu so much? Also, is he so powerful that today's emperor dare not provoke him?" Lin Qingxi asked softly.

"Xi'er, it's not that the Holy Majesty does not dare to provoke him, but that the Holy Majesty knows that he is a loyal minister who is loyal to the emperor and the country, but he is a bit more straightforward and stubborn, and has a bit of a temper. He has no ill intentions towards the Holy Majesty or the Chu Kingdom. He likes Zitu because his most beloved sister died because of Zitu. He was so sad that he not only turned his head white overnight, but also hated Zitu. Even if someone tells him how magical purple seeds are, they can give the people of Chu State No matter how much benefit it brings, what he can't pass is his own test after all."

Thinking of the person he mentioned, Lu Zhiming also sighed. Some things have passed for many years, but it does not mean that they can be easily let go or forgotten. The wound is slightly touched, and it is still a heart-piercing pain for that person. .

Lin Qingxi didn't understand what kind of "loss" would make that prince's hair turn white overnight, but she thought, it must be the extreme pain, so she hated it to the extreme later.It's just that she, an outsider, has to delay a lot of things because of this.

"Master, can't you think of other ways? The purple sweet potatoes in the cellar will start growing seedlings in more than a month. If they are planted on sandy soil, will it have a bad impact on the use of purple soil in the future?" The sky is high and the emperor is far away. As a little commoner, she can't control any major affairs of the country, she just wants to cultivate the land well.

Lin Qingxi talked about this issue, and Lu Zhiming also talked about it with Huai Shaozhi in his letter. Just in case, purple potatoes are not suitable for the market now, and purple land cannot be cultivated now. Plant sweet potatoes.

"Xi'er, the yield of sweet potatoes is higher than that of purple potatoes. Since purple potatoes can't be planted now, don't move the purple land. First cultivate the sandy land and raise the sweet potato seedlings. Let's grow sweet potatoes first. "Lu Zhiming sent people to find out if there was any uncultivated sandy land near Damei Mountain in the morning. Once found, Linqingxi would have a place to grow sweet potatoes.

"Xi'er listen to Master!" Now that Lu Zhiming had already made a decision, Lin Qingxi didn't have any objections, but when she thought of the spare ten thousand acres of purple soil, she felt a pity in her heart.

The tenth day of the first lunar month is the beginning of spring, and spring plowing can start after the beginning of spring. The weather is still cold at this time, but many farmers have already appeared in the fields.

The tofu business in Linjia Village is getting more and more prosperous. Lin Renyi, the patriarch, has long realized that no matter how rich the Lin clan is, they cannot forget the land on which they live. To do business, the land must be cultivated.

As a result, men, women and children of the Lin clan joined the battle. The men worked hard for the tofu business in the clan, while the remaining old people, women and children were busy at both ends of the family.

After more than a year of observation, Linqingxi found that the Chu State was still the old way of slash-and-burn farming in ancient times, and the land was plowed mainly by hoes, and farming tools were really scarce and simple.

"Grandfather, you have wiped these two hoes more than a dozen times, let's take a rest!" On the first day after the beginning of spring, God was very grateful to the spring rain, saying, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil." ", Lin Qingxi felt the deep meaning of these words at this time.

"Grandpa is not tired. Wiping the hoe a few times will give it strength. The rain is so timely. After the rain, the ground in the field will be soft, and plowing will not be too tiring." Linyuanshan sat under the eaves with a smile and said to Linqingxi.

Linqingxi doesn't think it's not tiring. Manpower alone is not enough to plow the land. It's okay to have less land. Definitely delay the farming time.

"Grandfather, there is a lot of land over there. I have asked Da'an and the others to find someone to buy two cows. When the time comes, one cow will be used there, and our family will also use the other?" Now the old Linjia people are used to calling the yard in Dameishan For "over there", this way of guarding against people's eyes and ears can also save Linqingxi a lot of trouble.

Linyuan Shan shook his head and said, "No, no, we don't use cattle in our family. The cattle are too precious. Farmers are born to work. Our land gets up early in the morning and goes to bed late at night. It will be done soon. .”

Seeing this, Linqingxi also said: "Grandpa, our family has reclaimed another 100 mu of land, even if we planted dozens of mu of soybeans and dozens of mu of winter wheat, including our original land, plus There are still more than [-] acres. Now the brothers have their own things to do, and the father can’t do the heavy work, and the grandma and mother have to take care of the house. How can you do it all by yourself. Besides, we plant here The method of the land is also wrong."

(End of this chapter)

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