Chapter 1447

In a blink of an eye, it will be the autumn harvest. The autumn harvest is what the people look forward to the most every year. The autumn harvest represents a year's rations. This year's autumn harvest, the people can only worry about it.

Zhulan took a few grandsons and granddaughters to live in Zhuangzi for a few days. When she arrived at Zhuangzi, she went straight to the field and stood on the ridge to watch the autumn harvest.

Ming Jing's fat hands couldn't rest, she picked up the ears of wheat, "Grandma, why are there so many shriveled ears of wheat?"

Zhulan took it, feeling heavy in her heart, "This year's harvest is not good."

The land in the family's Zhuangzi is fertile, and the eldest son said that the production has been reduced by a quarter, let alone the poor land.

Ming Jing is very concerned about food, "Grandma, is there enough food after paying the tax?"

Zhulan laughed, "Of course it is enough. Our family has a lot of fields. After paying the tax, it is not only enough to eat, but also to sell some food."

Ming Jing is relieved, as long as there is enough to eat.

Chang Li came up from the field, "Mother, you have just arrived at Zhuangzi, you should go back and rest first, my son can just watch over here."

Zhulan shook her head, "My body is not so fragile, you go and do your work."

She was worried about the harvest in her heart, so she wanted to come to Zhuangzi to have a look. She brought a few grandchildren to educate them.

Changli was not in a hurry to go back, and sighed: "This year's harvest is not good."

Zhulan, "The common people will have a hard time this year."

The war is not over, and the possibility of tax cuts this year is not high.

In Qizhou, Changlian came back from several states that were not affected by the disaster. He was in a hurry and looked very tired.

Seeing Chang Lian's expression, the magistrate's heart sank, "The harvest is not good?"

"Well, this year's harvest is not good, and the state cities that have not been affected by the disaster will not help us if they have to pay taxes."

The magistrate pursed his lips, "The flood in our state receded, some fields were taken away by the flood and the fertile soil was taken away, and some low-lying fields were covered with silt, even if it was cleaned up, it would affect the harvest. When the food is ripe, the common people have food rations, and there is a shortage of food.”

Qizhou grows rice for two seasons, and it is too late to plant rice after the flood recedes, so I still hope to get some grain.

Chang Lian was also worried that the temperature would be low this year, and the late rice harvest would not be good, "I really have no choice but to write a booklet and go to Beijing.

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They have thought of all the ways they can think of. In order to increase their income, the magistrate also learned how to raise fish in rice fields in other states, just hoping to supplement some food rations.

The magistrate sighed, he had been out of the city a lot recently, the people in the villages went to the mountains to look for food, the roadside was dug up and no wild vegetables could be seen, the adults and children were all sallow and emaciated, if it wasn’t for the Fucheng’s insistence on distributing some food to the villages, The days are more difficult.

The magistrate bent his back, "I'll go write the notes."

Changlian came out of the government office, and when he got home, his wife read the letter from the capital, "Mother's letter?"

Mrs. Dong shook her head, "No, sister-in-law replied to my letter."

"Are you looking for sister-in-law?"

Mrs. Dong nodded, "This is not the autumn harvest. I asked my sister-in-law and my elder brother to tell me that the grain harvested in our fields will not be sold, and I asked my elder brother to send the grain over."

Chang Lian, "Do you want to donate food?"

Mrs. Dong, "I see that you are worried about food. Although our family does not have much food, we can make a small contribution."

Changlian sat down and said: "Your idea is very good, but I can't start it. There are many officials in Qizhou, and there are many children from aristocratic families. The aristocratic families will not be short of food. It is the common people who are really short of food. If everyone donates some, it is true. It can solve many problems, but I can’t be the one who gets ahead.”

Dong, "Why? Because of the magistrate?"

Chang Lian shook his head, "The magistrate is eager for someone to donate food. I am worried about my father. Our family is very eye-catching in the capital. This flood, I have already been in the limelight. If I continue to be in the limelight, I will be hated by others."

"Then is this food still donated?"

"Donate, I need to think about it carefully, choose someone who is in the early stage, and we will follow behind."

In the household department of the capital, Zhou Shuren closed his eyes and looked, urging, urging, the table was full of reminders for grain and grass, the grain and grass prepared were gone, and now he was waiting for the grain for the autumn harvest.

The prairie tribe was beaten even more short of food and grass, and had raided several border states just to rob food.

Zhou Shuren heard footsteps, "You are not very busy, why are you here?"

Rong Chuan put the food box in his hand on the table, "This is the soup Xuehan made for you."

Zhou Shuren's stomach was churning, "No, I don't need to replenish the soup."

The emperor was afraid that he would fall down, and the soup in the kitchen of the household department had never been cut off, and he didn't want to drink soup at all.

Rong Chuan smiled, "I knew you couldn't drink it, so I'll drink it."

"You drink."

Rong Chuan really took it out to drink while sitting, his wife rarely cooks, and he would drink everything if his father didn't drink.

Zhou Shuren sighed, "It's better to be young, it's only been a while before the flesh grows back."

Rong Chuan thought to himself that the flesh would grow fast all day long, and after drinking the soup, he asked, "Father, mother went to Zhuangzi?"

"Well, I recently lived in the Ministry of Household Affairs. She wanted to see the harvest, so she took a few children to live there for a few days."

When Rong Chuan heard about the harvest, "I've been busy harvesting and transporting grain recently. This year's harvest is not good. Merchants from various countries have stopped selling grain."

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "Hey, it's time to pay the salary again."

Rong Chuan felt that his father-in-law was the most difficult, "Father, pay more attention to rest."

Zhou Shuren looked at Rong Chuan, "You said you can ask for leave for me?"

Rong Chuan, "...I don't think so."

Now anyone can ask for leave, except father can't, we all count on father to get money and food!

The next day, Zhulan went to the orchard to pick fruits and came back, Qingxue said: "Second Master Liu went out to hunt, and happened to meet Miss Yudie who were digging wild vegetables, and came back with the girls."

Zhulan, "There is no chance in the capital. I have chased after Zhuangzi. Does the Liu family have Zhuangzi nearby?"

Qingxue replied, "No."

Zhulan laughed out loud, "This is from the capital."

Qingxue also wanted to laugh, Second Young Master Liu was too miserable, after the Eldest Miss and Second Young Miss got engaged, the young masters didn't stop the uncle from seeing him, only when Second Young Master Liu came to the door a few times could he see Miss Yudie once, it was still far away. Seeing each other from a distance, we can't even talk.

Seeing the old lady, Liu Yuanbo hurriedly got up to salute, "I've seen the old lady."

Zhulan signaled the girl to put down the fruit, "This is the fruit I just picked from the orchard, and I will bring it back to your mother to taste later."

Liu Yuanbo blushed slightly, he couldn't hide his careful thoughts from the old lady, "Yes, thank you old lady."

Zhulan glared at Mingjing and Mingjing, and Mingjing and Quail.

Yudie blushed, and she was still holding an ornament from Liu Yuanbo in her hand. The ornament was her zodiac attribute, and she liked it very much.

Zhulan stayed with Liu Yuanbo for lunch, and then Liu Yuanbo took his leave.

On the way back to Beijing, Liu Yuanbo asked the boy beside him, "Today's excuse is hunting, what will I use as an excuse tomorrow?"

Little boy, "I think you don't need to make excuses, young master."

Liu Yuanbo thought about the half-smiling expressions of his brothers-in-law. The brothers-in-law who were attacked by surprise today were caught off guard. If there is no reason tomorrow, he will definitely not see Yudie, "Yes, the old lady gave my mother fruit. It's a good reason for mother to return the gift."

Boy, "Sir."

"Um?"