The beautiful pastoral field of Jiangmen girl

Chapter 220 Harvesting Wheat (3)
The case ends here, and it is unknown who is behind the scenes.Qing Shu remained silent. The rumors started after the Third Prince and the others arrived in Kangxi Town. However, the Third Prince and all the officials were accompanied by men, and there was no maid and wife accompanying them, so there was no way to find out.

Qing Shu pinched the note left by Zhou Boyan, thinking that the third prince would leave in a few days, and let Gu Qiang order him to go on. In the next few days, everyone has to get up to 120 points, in case the third prince has another attack. Make a move.

In the post house.Zhu Jiu inquired about the news of the yamen and reported it to the third prince.

The third prince had a gloomy face, "What did you say?"

Zhu Jiu lowered his head, "Xiao Suo confessed that the maids and wives who bought them all spoke with a capital accent and were not from the locals. My subordinates guessed that the Gufu would definitely suspect the master. Because when the rumors spread, it was the master." When I brought Beijing officials to Kangxi Town." It was really time to get there, and it was inevitable to be suspected.Every time he thought of Mr. Yan's kick that kicked him expressionlessly, he would always be terrified.

He was healthy and healthy, and the pain passed within a few days.Old eunuch Tan could only get out of bed after lying in bed for three full days.However, even if they were kicked, they were still grateful to Mr. Yan.If Young Master Yan hadn't kicked them hard, according to the third prince's personality, they would have no chance of survival.

The third prince slapped the table, "Bitch, you stretched your hand too far, you're looking for death." If it weren't for the rumors, the young minister of Sinong Temple would not have changed his mind, he would not have changed his plan temporarily, and there would be no change along the way Even if something happened, Zhou Boyan would not break face with him.Although he is a prince, but in front of the emperor, his ten sentences are not worth Zhou Boyan's one sentence.How could he not hate this situation, but there was nothing he could do, he could only try his best to build a good relationship with Zhou Boyan, thinking about the future.But in the end, one wrong step ruined it all.

Before he could restore his relationship with Zhou Boyan, he was dragged back by someone, and his face immediately turned a little grim, "Wait, I will be the first one to clean her up after returning to Beijing."

Zhu Jiu was afraid that the master would vent his anger on them again, so he hurriedly said, "Master, calm down. Master has gained a lot from this trip. No matter how arrogant Mr. Yan is, he will not be able to turn the palm of the master's hand."

Hearing this, the third prince immediately calmed down and felt a little better, "What the queen mother said is right, Gu Mansion and Gu Qingyang are Zhou Boyan's Achilles' heels. Although he failed to catch him this time, it also confirmed what the queen mother said. As long as Gu Qingyang is caught, let's see how crazy he is!"

After making Zhu Jiu retreat, the third prince snorted coldly, and asked the eunuch to bring fine wine and appetizers, and drink by himself.He will remember the humiliation Zhou Boyan gave him in his life. He will definitely make good use of the winter wheat grown in Gufu, seize Gufu, seize Gu Qingyang, let Zhou Boyan crawl on the ground like a dog, and let him drive and beat him.

Although Zhou Boyan said that Gu Qingshu was the woman he liked, in the eyes of the third prince, this was just an excuse for Zhou Boyan to cover up.The third prince is convinced that a woman like Gu Qingshu who has no rules, no talent and perverted personality will not be favored by a famous son at all.Don't talk about famous young men, it should be said that any man with a good brain would not look at Gu Qingshu.

While the third prince was wholeheartedly waiting for the winter wheat to ripen, waiting for the time to make a big fuss, and waiting for the whole ancient mansion, he didn't want to, but within two days, a secret letter from Beijing and China made him restless.He hesitated for less than a quarter of an hour, then stood up abruptly, yelled at people to pack their bags, and left Kangxi Town in a hurry.Si Nongsi Shaoqing and others were also taken away by him.

The post house was empty, and Bai Xianfu was happy.Finally, he no longer has to live in fear, how can he not be happy!Although I don't know the details, only those with long eyes can see the fact that the son of the Minister of War, the Yushi, and the third prince from Beijing are facing each other.It's not that he is not without doubts, why did the dignified third prince dare not fight back when he was beaten by the censor?Not only did he not fight back, but after being beaten, the third prince didn't take the imperial censor seriously, thinking that this matter was quite strange.But he didn't dare to inquire about it indiscriminately, for fear of getting angry.

After receiving the exact news that the third prince had left, Qing Shu felt relieved, and at the same time wondered, how did Zhou Boyan know that the third prince would definitely not be able to stay for five days?
Time passed quickly, and it was time for the winter wheat harvest in a blink of an eye.By the time Qingshu arrived at Zhuangzi by car, Zhang Da and the others had already cut down more than three acres of wheat.

I saw the little old farm official walking all over the ground dancing, staring at those who loaded the cars, and kept telling them to handle them with care, not to drop the wheat grains, etc., which was very noisy.

Qingshu watched the wheat harvesting for a while, then winked at Wu Guanshi, and walked up to Zhuangzi.

Steward Wu understood and immediately followed.

After entering Zhuangzi, Qingshu told Steward Wu, "Keep an eye on it. Every cart should be hidden quietly, and hidden tightly for me. When threshing wheat, let the farmer watch over it, and let the farmer watch it when weighing the scales." Scale. When the agricultural officer is gone, I don’t need to teach you how to do it!”

Although Manager Wu had a dumbfounded look, he was also shrewd. He quietly reported to Qingshu that half of the car had already been hidden when he pulled it back, so Qingshu could rest assured.

Qing Shu nodded in satisfaction, but also told him to be careful and not to be seen by others.

Qing Shu did this in order not to be too conspicuous, and wanted to conceal the real harvest from the outside world.When the government no longer intervenes and withdraws people, they will control the actual harvest by themselves.Of course, there is another reason.Her winter wheat has been successfully planted, and the emperor will let the people of Huizhou grow winter wheat.At that time, if the crops planted by the common people are better than what Qingshu reported this year, the emperor will be happy, and he doesn't expect to be rewarded, he just wants to be blameless.If the crops planted by the common people are similar to what Qingshu reported this year, the emperor would never be happy with Qingshu.If the planting is too bad, no matter how little the harvest is, there will definitely be too much. At that time, Qing Shu will have something to say, the other party has not mastered the planting technology.

Qing Shu didn't want to take any responsibility for donating the planting technology for free. This kind of privacy is necessary.Ten acres of wheat are harvested in one day, and the wheat is threshed the next day.

The harvested wheat with stalks was spread on the threshing ground. Someone brought a horse and a donkey over, blindfolded them respectively, and put them on stone rollers.The horse pulls a stone roller in front, and the donkey pulls a stone roller behind. With a flick of the whip and a pull of the rein, the horse and the donkey pull the stone roller round and round on the ground where the wheat has been laid. Walk up the stalk.After the stone rollers passed for a while, someone went up and loosened the flattened straw with a wooden fork.In order to play faster, there is also a field next to it, and the men work in groups of two to pull a stone roller.

Threshing wheat during this season was something that had never happened in the entire Kangxi Town. There were men and women, old and young people in the nearby villages, and many people gathered to watch the excitement.Gu Dashu and Li Chu were also there, and Gu Dashu's eldest son and second son walked into the arena with a smile, replaced the two people on the Zhuangzi, and helped pull the stone rollers.

(End of this chapter)