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Text 86: Crops (Part 1)

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    King Zheng took out a small box from his sleeve and said, "Come, this is what my uncle asked for."

    Wenwan opened the box, and a pleasant aroma hit her face.  In the box lies a string of colorful beads.  Watch carefully.  Each bead is engraved with Sanskrit characters.

    King Zheng said from the side: "This bead is made of green sandalwood. It has the effect of calming the mind, calming the mind, and suppressing evil. A Buddhist sutra was carved on it, and sixty-four enlightened monks chanted it seventy-seven forty times.  Jiutian, the Buddha¡¯s light opened by Master Gao Kong.¡±

    A string of beads is so complicated.  Wen Wan took a look at the Buddhist beads given by Master Awakening that King Zheng was wearing on his hand. He wore them every time he saw King Zheng and never seemed to take them off.  The current string of beads is probably to compensate.

    Wenwan wore it on her hand to reassure King Zheng.

    King Zheng asked Wen Wan to sit on one side and said in a deep voice, "Xia Ying, come in."

    Xia Ying walked in quietly.  Kneel down in front of the two of them.

    King Zheng's face was full of anger. "Why did you leave Wen Wan alone in Prince Zheng's palace? What did I tell you in the first place? You tell me?"

    Xia Ying gritted her teeth and said, "Your Majesty, do you know your mistake?"

    King Zheng snorted disdainfully, "If you realize your mistake, you can make up for it. I told you from the beginning that safety and gentleness are the top priority in everything. You don't need to worry about anything else. How did you do it? You actually  Putting gentleness into danger, you completely ignored my words."

    Xia Ying¡¯s face turned pale, ¡°Your Majesty, my subordinate was wrong, please punish me.¡±

    King Zheng said expressionlessly: "You can end it on your own!"

    Xia Ying raised her head and looked at Prince Zheng, then at Wen Wan.  Wen Wan sat on the left side of King Zheng.  He didn't even raise his eyelids to King Zheng's words.  An attitude that is none of my business.

    Xia Ying thought about what Xia Yao said.  The prince would kill her with fire.  I feel scared.  In the past few years, she had lost the vigilance she should have around the princess.  Forgot your duty.

    King Zheng threw out a dagger from his sleeve, and it made a crisp sound.  Wen Wan looked at the knife on the ground. The short knife was wrapped in a sheath made of ordinary leather. It had no gorgeous appearance and looked very ordinary.

    Xia Ying picked up the knife on the ground tremblingly, with a look of determination on his face: "Princess. Take care." After saying that, he took out the short knife from the scabbard.  It emits a cold light.  Stung Wen Wan's eyes.  Xia Ying took the knife and wiped it on his neck.

    Just when the knife touched her fair neck, a stone hit her. Xia Ying didn't notice that someone else had dropped the knife on her.  The knife fell to the ground and the man stepped back.  Sitting on the ground.

    ??

    King Zheng said grimly, "My father placed you next to Wen Wan. He wanted you to take good care of Wen Wan and protect Wen Wan. He did not want you to interfere in the master's decision. Get out of here."

    ??

    Xia Ying held the knife, and the knife was about to dig into her flesh.  He looked up at Prince Zheng and Wen Wan.  Finally, he settled in front of Wen Wan.

    King Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Yao and Xia Ying. He had murderous intentions.

    Wen Wan grabbed Prince Zheng and shook her head with a smile: "I will give you one last chance. However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped."

    After Xia Ying heard this, he stabbed his knife into his stomach, and blood gushed out like a spring.  Xia Yao immediately asked someone to take Xia Ying down.  Two uncles and nephews were left behind.

    King Zheng touched Wen Wan's head and said: "Silly girl, you should use thunderous methods to deal with disobedient slaves. You shouldn't be soft-hearted. If this continues, you will suffer big losses."

    Wen Wan smiled and wrote, "I am not a person who wants to do big things. I have to be hard-hearted. When I grow up, get married, have two fat babies, and teach the fat babies at home. Whatever thunderous means are needed, it will be in vain."  human life.¡±

    King Zheng touched Wen Wan¡¯s head and said nothing more.  Human nature cannot be changed. Wen Wan has gone through so many things and is no longer afraid of killing, but her kindness has not changed.

    During the meal, Xia Yao watched Wen Wan eat two more bowls of rice, thinking about Amitabha in her heart.  Well, the princess's worries are finally solved.  If this continues, she will be worried to death.

    After lunch, King Zheng will not be in a hurry to go back.  The two chatted in the room for a while and played two games of chess.

    Wen Wan saw that the sun had shrunk into the clouds, and she took King Zheng to the horse training ground. Not long after Wen Wan's hand was just right, King Zheng immediately stopped her, "The hand is just right, don't cause old injuries. Wait until it's healed before playing again."

    Wen Wan nodded to Xia Yao: "Your Majesty, the princess's injury has healed, it doesn't matter. Your Majesty, the princess said she wanted to compete with you. She said she wanted to see how far behind the prince she was. The prince can't let him go."The princess said that after knowing the gap, she would have a goal to work hard in the future.  "

    King Zheng has long been accustomed to his gentle temperament.  The guard pulled his special horse, and the uncle and nephew competed at the horse training ground.

    Wenwan rode her horse on the long and rugged mountain road.  On the first lap, Wen Wan fell behind.  After ten laps, Wen Wan was three laps behind.

    Wen Wan is not depressed, but sighs that this is the gap.  My uncle has real skills.  It seems that I will have to practice more in the future.

    After riding the horse, shoot an arrow.  It's not a big problem for Wenwan to ride a horse, because he holds the reins with his right hand, but he can't shoot an arrow.  Wen Wan wanted to see how Uncle Zheng¡¯s archery skills were.

    ¡°All ten of King Zheng¡¯s arrows hit the target, without any miss.  Wen Wan had a bitter look on her face after reading it.  This gap will never be enough to keep up with in a lifetime.  Forget it, it¡¯s just a hobby anyway.  No more abuse.

    King Zheng said with a smile, "Girl, you are already good at both civil and military affairs. If you were a man, it would not be a problem to pass the Jinshi or martial arts examination." King Zheng also had regrets in his heart.  If Wenwan is a man, he will have an extra arm in the future.  In time, he will definitely become a pillar of the imperial court, but it is a pity.

    Wen Wan trembled, Uncle Zheng really praised her.  With just the little ink in her belly, she is a talented person.  As for the military officers, if all the country's soldiers were like her, the country would be almost done.

    At the school training ground, the two uncles and nephews were covered in sweat.  Went back to the house, washed up and had dinner.

    After the two had dinner, they went out of the yard and went for a walk.  Walking in the countryside.  Seeing the gold everywhere, King Zheng felt slightly relaxed.  It looks like this will be a good year.

    King Zheng looked at the green land even on the wasteland and was very surprised: "Wen Wan, what is that? Can the things grown on the wasteland be eaten?"

    Wen Wan laughed after hearing this. Xia Yao also smiled and said, "Prince, these are sweet potatoes. The ones over there are potatoes. They are both for hunger and food."

    Sweet potatoes and potatoes, he naturally knows.  Many hotels in the capital serve this dish, and he is familiar with it.  But before, I had never heard that this could be grown in Daqi.

    After hearing this, King Zheng asked with great joy, "Can sweet potatoes and potatoes really be grown in Daqi? How many seeds are needed for one acre of land, and how much can be harvested from one acre of land? And, yes  Not all wasteland can be planted? If not, what are the requirements for planting them?¡±

    Wen Wan was shocked after hearing his words. He is indeed a person who cares about the national economy and people's livelihood.  So many questions asked at once.  However, she is a layman on this matter.

    Wen Wan shook her head. Xia Ying was busy explaining, "Your Majesty, Mr. Song knows this very well. You can ask Mr. Song. Can he explain something to you?"

    King Zheng hurriedly asked the guards to send Wen Wan back to the courtyard, and he hurriedly asked someone to lead the way to Song Luoyang.  Wen Wan looked at Prince Zheng's back and curled her lips, "What?"  For the sake of two sweet potatoes, you will abandon yourself.  He even apologized to himself, which was not sincere at all.

    Wenwan is just complaining, not really unhappy.  Uncle Zheng is a typical workaholic, so it is not surprising that he would be so concerned about this matter.  After all, the promotion of these things will not have the slightest impact on Daqi.

    Wenwan was not in a hurry to go back and walked slowly.

    The towering mountains, tinkling streams, golden rice fields, wild flowers everywhere, and green grass are all covered with a layer of golden light in the last dazzling red light in the sky. Everything is so soft and beautiful.

    With a thought in her mind, Wen Wan whispered a few words to Xia Yao.

    The drawing board and brushes were quickly fetched, and Wen Wan sat on the path in the field, quietly using the brush in his hand to depict the quiet and beautiful dusk.  Time passed little by little, completely forgetting that the darkness had gradually fallen, and the stars climbed up the sky.

    Xia Yao wanted to remind her several times, but she seemed afraid of disturbing Wen Wan's mood.  Finally, I couldn't wait any longer. Mosquitoes were everywhere. "Princess, it's time to go back. It's very late."

    Wen Wan looked around, smiled and put away the drawing board.

    At midnight, King Zheng still hadn¡¯t returned.  Wen Wan doesn't care about him, even if she wants to, she can't.  Only King Zheng cares about her, so there is no reason for her to care about King Zheng.  He asked the guards to inquire, saying that the two were having a heated discussion there.

    Wenwan didn¡¯t wait and fell asleep by herself.

    By the early morning of the next day, Wen Wan knew that King Zheng had not come back at all yesterday.  Wen Wan shook his head, he was really a workaholic.  Wen Wan thought that after having breakfast, she would go over and take a look.

    Before I reached the teacher¡¯s room, I heard that the two of them were not here, but had gone to the ground.  The teacher took Uncle Zheng to investigate.  To be precise, it should be a survey.

    Wait until evening? Only then did he see King Zheng return to the yard with a happy face.  When King Zheng saw Wen Wan, he hugged her excitedly.  Wen Wan raised her head, why was she so excited?

    King Zheng said with great excitement, "Wen Wan, did you know? Sweet potatoes and potatoes can produce more than a thousand kilograms per acre. These are all grains. They are all grains. How many people's livelihood problems can be solved."

    King Zheng¡¯s mood at this time was beyond mentioning how good it was.  He really didn't know that Wenwan Zhuangzi actually hid such a huge amount of wealth.  Looking at Wen Wan's unconcerned look, he knew that she had read it in a Western book.  He didn't speak for a long time.

    She shrugged her shoulders gently, indicating that she knew it, but it was a trivial matter.

    King Zheng smiled and said, "Silly girl, do you know what that means? This is really what Mr. Song said. This means that if it is popularized, the people of Daqi will no longer worry about droughts or the hunger of the people during famine years.  The imperial court can relieve its worries. "If the internal troubles of the imperial court are solved, we can start to solve the troubles along the coast and border.  (To be continued)
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