Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 336 Extra Story Protector I Cardamom Blossom 4
The next day.

With the sudden snowfall, the sun in winter seems to be getting closer to people, and it is extraordinarily clear and dazzling.

But the temperature of the sun seemed to have been cooled by ice and snow, and it couldn't get hotter.

Sang Xia and Jun Shubai came to a field east of Bianliang City.

The fields were covered with a layer of unmelted snow, and through that thick layer one could see the frozen earth below, frozen and cracked.

The newly unearthed wheat seedlings are so timid. The original green and tender leaves have already been frozen and withered, and their heads are drooping.

Jun Shubai squatted down, pushed aside the frozen crops with his fingers, pressed the hard ground, and frowned slightly: "Why is the land still so dry after it snows?"

"It's not a drought." Sang Xia squatted beside him, pulled out the white jade hairpin in her hair, poked a piece of mud on the dry and hard surface, and held it in her hands. "Look, this soil is very hard. If it is really Dry ones are easily crushed into powder."

Jun Shubai took the piece of soil in her palm, rubbed it with his fingertips, and found that it was full of frozen frost, which was caught in the soil, so hard that it dried and cracked.

Perhaps there was warmth in the palm of his hand, and the piece of mud gradually softened.

He threw the mud on the snow, looked at the endless fields, and asked, "Is it really hopeless to save these wheat seedlings?"

Sang Xia pulled out a whole barley seedling, looked at the roots that had been damaged by the frost, and sighed: "The roots are all damaged, and they must not be saved."

He expressed his doubts: "It stands to reason that this winter wheat should be very resistant to frost. Why did it become like this after a few days of snow?"

Sang Xia stood up, pondered for a moment, and replied: "It's cloudy and snowy, lack of sunlight, low ground temperature, large frost cracks, insufficient soil support, plus... the varieties are poor in cold resistance."

Sang Xia hesitated for a moment before saying the last few words.

He captured the key point in the girl's words: "Poor cold resistance?"

"It seems that Mr. Li should be a literati."

Sang Xia patted the dirt on her hands and walked out of the field, the snow was creaked by her boots.

She said as she walked, "You may not understand the varieties of wheat seedlings. In northern cities like Bianliang, crops with poor cold resistance should not be planted, especially some wheat seedlings for winter."

Jun Shubai heard something tricky: "The seeds of the wheat seedlings should be bought from the government, right?"

Sang Xia nodded.

"The truth that Miss Lan understands, the government should also understand."

"You're so cute." Sang Xia glanced at Jun Shubai leisurely, bent over to pat the snow on his boots, and smiled, "These days, people in the government are not as good as pigs running on the street."

"..."

Jun Shubai's expression was a little stiff: "Why did you say that?"

Sang Xia didn't answer right away. In fact, she didn't want to hit a literati's hopes for the court and society.

But he felt that his mental capacity should be okay, so he asked: "Do you know what a bureaucracy is?"

Jun Shubai followed her on the path in the field, and said lightly, "Court official?"

Sang Xia didn't deny him, just picked a withered branch by the side of the road at random, and slowly said: "Being out of touch with reality, away from the people, bullying the weak and fearing the hard, protecting each other from officials and officials, and being corrupt are another meaning of bureaucracy."

Jun Shubai laughed softly after hearing this: "It seems that Miss Lan has a lot of prejudice against the imperial court?"

"Can't there be?" She looked at him leisurely.

(End of this chapter)