Chapter 70
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An Changqing had never been so embarrassed. He sat in the teahouse drinking tea cup after cup. Yu and an Xianyu, together with two guards, stretched their necks and watched with relish.
He listened to Mr. Shuoshu tell us about the love and hate between the God of war and the fox king for half an hour. Then he patted the startling wood and drank a cup of tea to arouse his appetite. Then he said, "if you want to know what will happen, listen to the next chapter. I'll see you tomorrow. "
When it came to the wonderful place, it stopped. The spectators sighed with regret and began to walk out in twos and threes. An Changqing's table was in the last corner, and no one noticed it for a moment.
An Xianyu commented: "this Yanzhou script is much more bold and novel than Yejing's. It deserves to be a place where people are open to the outside world. "
"What else have you read?" An Changqing looks at her in surprise. This younger sister has always been quiet and sensible. She seldom shows such a playful and lively side at home. An Changqing doesn't even know that she can read storybooks.
Realizing that she had let out her words, an Xianyu quietly put out her tongue, quickly restrained her look and urged: "it's getting late. Should we go back?"
As soon as an Changqing heard this, he was really distracted. The three of them spent most of the day outside, and it was almost dinner time. They went back in sedan chair.
Xiao Zhige has come back and is having tea with Qi Wei and Xie Ling. When they came back, Qi Wei and others got up and saluted.
Xiao Zhige and an Changqing changed their eyes and didn't talk much. But Qi Wei saw an Xianyu behind him. His eyes brightened and he cleared his throat. He bowed his hand calmly: "I heard that the old lady and miss are visiting Yanzhou. We've come to see you. Qi Wei, the Deputy General of xiayanzhou, is from the Qi family of Boling. He hasn't yet -- "
before he finished, Xie Ling stepped on him with a smile on his face and interrupted his unfinished words. Qi Wei glared at him discontentedly, but he could only smile with hatred.
Each of the young people was born with good looks, clean eyes and polite manners. Just by looking at their respect for themselves, we can see that they are aiming at the face of an Changqing and Xiao Zhige. After thinking about it for a moment, Yu felt relieved and returned to them with a smile.
When everyone comes, it's natural to have dinner before we leave.
The kitchen had already prepared a table. Originally, the man and woman were divided into two seats, but there were only Yu's and an Xianyu's family members present. In addition, Yanzhou's young aristocratic family didn't pay attention to the rules. Thinking that it was too cold for them to sit alone, they combined the two tables into one.
Because of the presence of a woman's family, several generals who are used to rubbing rice and food unconsciously become polite. After the meal, Yu and an Xianyu go to the backyard. Qi Wei takes a long breath, and then sneaks up to an Changqing: "they are all from his own family. I'll tell the princess straight away. Does your sister have a marriage appointment?"
An Changqing was stunned, then looked at his look, eyes narrowed up: "not yet, how?"
Qi Wei rubbed his hands and said, "isn't that a coincidence? If a man is unmarried and a woman is unmarried, we'd better get married... "
Xie Ling kicked him in the back: "how can you talk about marriage by yourself? No rules. "
Qi Wei almost fell on the ground, stabilized his body, turned back and glared at him angrily: "you hypocrite, who is so dignified and dead, should not find his daughter-in-law. I'll tell the princess first. If the princess agrees, I'll send a letter to my family and invite the media to propose marriage. "
Seeing that they talked farther and farther, an Changqing coughed, but did not refuse: "I'm just a sister. Naturally, I have to respect her in marriage."
It's true that an Xianyu is very old. If she doesn't give up her marriage, it's time for her to get married. After she moved to Chuang Tzu, she and Yu were separated from each other. There were fewer common affairs, but the marriage was delayed. Now Qi Wei takes the initiative to mention it, and he realizes that these generals under Xiao Zhige are also good candidates.
I had some thoughts in my heart, but I didn't take a bite. An Changqing decides to discuss with Yu first, and then ask an Xianyu for advice.
Qi Wei didn't get discouraged. He responded happily and boasted hard for a long time. Then Xie Ling kicked him: "talk about business."
"Oh." Qi Wei then reluctantly stopped talking and remembered the purpose of coming here.
With a positive look, Qi Wei said: "the sweet potato field outside the city is approaching the harvest time. The old farmer, who was waiting for the field, made a rough estimate. It was estimated that one mu of land would yield nearly 20 stone sweet potatoes. "
The sweet potatoes planted in May will be ready to grow by the end of August. Although previously an Changqing said that the book recorded sweet potato yield of ten stones per mu. But it's not a feeling to see it in books or to see it with one's own eyes. In particular, you all know how much grain an acre of land produces. Compared with sweet potatoes, you just feel like you are in a dream.
Even Qi Wei and others also feel that it's not true, like pie falling from the sky: "how do you deal with so many sweet potatoes?"
Xiao Zhige said: "some of them will be used as seed potatoes in the army in the coming year. And part of it Well, what do you think of it? "
"We can ask the following officials to publicize the benefits of sweet potato to the people and promote sweet potato cultivation." These days, an Changqing often deals with the elders and has some opinions on how to mobilize the enthusiasm of the people: "the rest of the sweet potatoes can be reserved as seed potatoes. When the people understand the benefits of sweet potatoes, they can exchange money or grain for sweet potatoes to go back to planting. In this way, in the spring of next year, the people will have room to plant sweet potatoes, and the next year's food will be available."The yield of sweet potato is so large that it can be eaten both raw and cooked, and the taste is not bad. One or two of them can satisfy one's hunger. As long as this kind of crop is well promoted, more people will understand its benefits, and no one will worry about planting it. When it is popularized in Yanzhou, more than half of the food problems perplexing the people in the border areas can be solved every year.
Xiao Zhige agreed with him, nodded and said, "well, it's up to you to discuss with us."
Two people you a word I a language, quickly negotiated a good plan. Qi Wei and others were stunned. When they went out, Qi Wei said to Xie Ling, "do you think the princess is more and more like the prince?"
Xie Ling squinted at him: "you just found out?"
Qi Wei scratched his head and shook his head: "it's not, it's just that he didn't feel so strong before."
Although they have always respected the princess, it was mostly because they were grateful for food and grass, or because they looked at the general's face. But I don't know when the princess was equal to the general in their eyes. They won't question the decision made by the princess, and they won't consult the general again, just as they believe in the princess.
"Er Leng Zi." Xie Ling shook his head and didn't care about him, so he strode forward.
***
after the guests left, Xiao Zhige and an Changqing were left. An Changqing was preoccupied with what he had just said about the promotion and cultivation of sweet potato. He already had many ideas in his mind. He had no time to chat with Xiao Zhige again. He went to his study and wrote down the rough ideas first. When he went to the government office another day, he could discuss with you elders about the details.
By the time I stopped writing, I had several pages in my hand. Xiao Zhige didn't come to disturb him. He just put a warm ginseng tea on the desk. An Changqing narrowed her eyes and drank half of it. She stretched herself to go back to her room.
Just ready to get up, his eyes inadvertently swept over a pile of books on the desk, which Xiao Zhige usually read, and an Changqing seldom touched them, but in today's pile of books, a corner of colorful books suddenly appeared.
An Changqing, who was ready to get up, sat down again, narrowed her eyes and took out the outstanding book. There were two handsome men on the cover, one handsome and straight, and the other handsome. On the left, there are two big characters "falling devil", which is the title of the book.
If you turn to the inside page, you can see that there are both pictures and words in it. The colorful villains are elaborately drawn, but they are very close and bold in their expressions and actions. The content is that the fox king knows the identity of the God of war, and in order not to affect him, he wants to break the friendship with the God of war, and he will never see each other again in this life. Naturally, the God of War didn't agree. After a lot of bickering, the angry God of war subdued the fox King
An Changqing
Why is this kind of storybook hidden in the study?
He squinted and looked at the stack of books hiding the script. Servants were not allowed to come in the study, and only he and Xiao Zhige were allowed in and out. Naturally, he didn't hide the words, but most of them were -
when he put the words into his sleeve, an Changqing Shi ran got up and went back to the main room.
Xiao Zhige had nothing to do after dinner, so he practiced his gun in the hospital. When he saw that he came back from his study, he took the gun and wiped it clean with a handkerchief. Only after that did he greet him with sweat: "finished with it?"
An Changqing glanced at him and said, "well.".
Xiao Zhige didn't know that his things had not been hidden well, so he went in with him. After washing and gargling, they nestled up on the couch and talked.
An Changqing turned her eyes and said deliberately: "today, I went to the teahouse with my mother and yu'er to listen to the book. Mr. Shuoshu told an interesting story about the God of war and the fox king. Have you ever heard of it?"
Xiao Zhige's eyelids jumped and looked down at him. An Changqing didn't change her mind. It seemed that she just wanted to share the new story with him.
After a little deliberation, Xiao Zhige said calmly, "no, what is it about?"
An Changqing had a bigger smile on her lips and said with a smile, "I just heard half of it in the daytime. I just saw the same script in my study. Why don't you look at it with me?"
Then he felt out the script from under the pillow and shook it.
“……” Xiao Zhige's face pulled out, pursed his lips, and said, "how can there be a script in the study?"
"Yes?" An Changqing followed him and said, "I'm also very confused. I didn't put it. Who would put it?"
He browed a pick, voice light fluttering: "can't be the Lord behind my back secretly hide it?"
“……” Xiao Zhige was silent for a long time. His face was taut and his voice was straight: "I didn't steal it."
An Changqing kicked his calf: "why don't I know that Wang Ye still likes to read this kind of storybook?"
Perhaps in the spirit of breaking the pot, Xiao Zhige answered quickly this time: "it's said that the story book is about our previous life." So she wanted to have a look,
an Changqing put the script between them, pointed to one of the pages and said, "where is this like us?" The painter is not ashamed to draw so boldly.
Xiao Zhige saw that he still turned back, pursed his lips, and took the script out of his hand. This time, he sincerely agreed: "well, it's not like that." He won't force me. Here He just thought of all kinds of new postures he had never seen in the script. The throat knot of the king of the Northern War rolled, and his voice was slightly dumb. He said, "but there are still some merits. I can still have a look..." The rest of the words, submerged between the two lips and teeth.After the king of the Northern Warlord closed the man, the last thing he thought in his heart was that he had to find a reason to ban such a sweet and beautiful story. Although he was very happy to see it, it would not be beautiful for others to see it. Although the man in the painting is not like here, even if it is just an illusory past life story, he does not want to be seen by outsiders.
Here he is. Just tell him to watch it alone.
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An Changqing had never been so embarrassed. He sat in the teahouse drinking tea cup after cup. Yu and an Xianyu, together with two guards, stretched their necks and watched with relish.
He listened to Mr. Shuoshu tell us about the love and hate between the God of war and the fox king for half an hour. Then he patted the startling wood and drank a cup of tea to arouse his appetite. Then he said, "if you want to know what will happen, listen to the next chapter. I'll see you tomorrow. "
When it came to the wonderful place, it stopped. The spectators sighed with regret and began to walk out in twos and threes. An Changqing's table was in the last corner, and no one noticed it for a moment.
An Xianyu commented: "this Yanzhou script is much more bold and novel than Yejing's. It deserves to be a place where people are open to the outside world. "
"What else have you read?" An Changqing looks at her in surprise. This younger sister has always been quiet and sensible. She seldom shows such a playful and lively side at home. An Changqing doesn't even know that she can read storybooks.
Realizing that she had let out her words, an Xianyu quietly put out her tongue, quickly restrained her look and urged: "it's getting late. Should we go back?"
As soon as an Changqing heard this, he was really distracted. The three of them spent most of the day outside, and it was almost dinner time. They went back in sedan chair.
Xiao Zhige has come back and is having tea with Qi Wei and Xie Ling. When they came back, Qi Wei and others got up and saluted.
Xiao Zhige and an Changqing changed their eyes and didn't talk much. But Qi Wei saw an Xianyu behind him. His eyes brightened and he cleared his throat. He bowed his hand calmly: "I heard that the old lady and miss are visiting Yanzhou. We've come to see you. Qi Wei, the Deputy General of xiayanzhou, is from the Qi family of Boling. He hasn't yet -- "
before he finished, Xie Ling stepped on him with a smile on his face and interrupted his unfinished words. Qi Wei glared at him discontentedly, but he could only smile with hatred.
Each of the young people was born with good looks, clean eyes and polite manners. Just by looking at their respect for themselves, we can see that they are aiming at the face of an Changqing and Xiao Zhige. After thinking about it for a moment, Yu felt relieved and returned to them with a smile.
When everyone comes, it's natural to have dinner before we leave.
The kitchen had already prepared a table. Originally, the man and woman were divided into two seats, but there were only Yu's and an Xianyu's family members present. In addition, Yanzhou's young aristocratic family didn't pay attention to the rules. Thinking that it was too cold for them to sit alone, they combined the two tables into one.
Because of the presence of a woman's family, several generals who are used to rubbing rice and food unconsciously become polite. After the meal, Yu and an Xianyu go to the backyard. Qi Wei takes a long breath, and then sneaks up to an Changqing: "they are all from his own family. I'll tell the princess straight away. Does your sister have a marriage appointment?"
An Changqing was stunned, then looked at his look, eyes narrowed up: "not yet, how?"
Qi Wei rubbed his hands and said, "isn't that a coincidence? If a man is unmarried and a woman is unmarried, we'd better get married... "
Xie Ling kicked him in the back: "how can you talk about marriage by yourself? No rules. "
Qi Wei almost fell on the ground, stabilized his body, turned back and glared at him angrily: "you hypocrite, who is so dignified and dead, should not find his daughter-in-law. I'll tell the princess first. If the princess agrees, I'll send a letter to my family and invite the media to propose marriage. "
Seeing that they talked farther and farther, an Changqing coughed, but did not refuse: "I'm just a sister. Naturally, I have to respect her in marriage."
It's true that an Xianyu is very old. If she doesn't give up her marriage, it's time for her to get married. After she moved to Chuang Tzu, she and Yu were separated from each other. There were fewer common affairs, but the marriage was delayed. Now Qi Wei takes the initiative to mention it, and he realizes that these generals under Xiao Zhige are also good candidates.
I had some thoughts in my heart, but I didn't take a bite. An Changqing decides to discuss with Yu first, and then ask an Xianyu for advice.
Qi Wei didn't get discouraged. He responded happily and boasted hard for a long time. Then Xie Ling kicked him: "talk about business."
"Oh." Qi Wei then reluctantly stopped talking and remembered the purpose of coming here.
With a positive look, Qi Wei said: "the sweet potato field outside the city is approaching the harvest time. The old farmer, who was waiting for the field, made a rough estimate. It was estimated that one mu of land would yield nearly 20 stone sweet potatoes. "
The sweet potatoes planted in May will be ready to grow by the end of August. Although previously an Changqing said that the book recorded sweet potato yield of ten stones per mu. But it's not a feeling to see it in books or to see it with one's own eyes. In particular, you all know how much grain an acre of land produces. Compared with sweet potatoes, you just feel like you are in a dream.
Even Qi Wei and others also feel that it's not true, like pie falling from the sky: "how do you deal with so many sweet potatoes?"
Xiao Zhige said: "some of them will be used as seed potatoes in the army in the coming year. And part of it Well, what do you think of it? "
"We can ask the following officials to publicize the benefits of sweet potato to the people and promote sweet potato cultivation." These days, an Changqing often deals with the elders and has some opinions on how to mobilize the enthusiasm of the people: "the rest of the sweet potatoes can be reserved as seed potatoes. When the people understand the benefits of sweet potatoes, they can exchange money or grain for sweet potatoes to go back to planting. In this way, in the spring of next year, the people will have room to plant sweet potatoes, and the next year's food will be available."The yield of sweet potato is so large that it can be eaten both raw and cooked, and the taste is not bad. One or two of them can satisfy one's hunger. As long as this kind of crop is well promoted, more people will understand its benefits, and no one will worry about planting it. When it is popularized in Yanzhou, more than half of the food problems perplexing the people in the border areas can be solved every year.
Xiao Zhige agreed with him, nodded and said, "well, it's up to you to discuss with us."
Two people you a word I a language, quickly negotiated a good plan. Qi Wei and others were stunned. When they went out, Qi Wei said to Xie Ling, "do you think the princess is more and more like the prince?"
Xie Ling squinted at him: "you just found out?"
Qi Wei scratched his head and shook his head: "it's not, it's just that he didn't feel so strong before."
Although they have always respected the princess, it was mostly because they were grateful for food and grass, or because they looked at the general's face. But I don't know when the princess was equal to the general in their eyes. They won't question the decision made by the princess, and they won't consult the general again, just as they believe in the princess.
"Er Leng Zi." Xie Ling shook his head and didn't care about him, so he strode forward.
***
after the guests left, Xiao Zhige and an Changqing were left. An Changqing was preoccupied with what he had just said about the promotion and cultivation of sweet potato. He already had many ideas in his mind. He had no time to chat with Xiao Zhige again. He went to his study and wrote down the rough ideas first. When he went to the government office another day, he could discuss with you elders about the details.
By the time I stopped writing, I had several pages in my hand. Xiao Zhige didn't come to disturb him. He just put a warm ginseng tea on the desk. An Changqing narrowed her eyes and drank half of it. She stretched herself to go back to her room.
Just ready to get up, his eyes inadvertently swept over a pile of books on the desk, which Xiao Zhige usually read, and an Changqing seldom touched them, but in today's pile of books, a corner of colorful books suddenly appeared.
An Changqing, who was ready to get up, sat down again, narrowed her eyes and took out the outstanding book. There were two handsome men on the cover, one handsome and straight, and the other handsome. On the left, there are two big characters "falling devil", which is the title of the book.
If you turn to the inside page, you can see that there are both pictures and words in it. The colorful villains are elaborately drawn, but they are very close and bold in their expressions and actions. The content is that the fox king knows the identity of the God of war, and in order not to affect him, he wants to break the friendship with the God of war, and he will never see each other again in this life. Naturally, the God of War didn't agree. After a lot of bickering, the angry God of war subdued the fox King
An Changqing
Why is this kind of storybook hidden in the study?
He squinted and looked at the stack of books hiding the script. Servants were not allowed to come in the study, and only he and Xiao Zhige were allowed in and out. Naturally, he didn't hide the words, but most of them were -
when he put the words into his sleeve, an Changqing Shi ran got up and went back to the main room.
Xiao Zhige had nothing to do after dinner, so he practiced his gun in the hospital. When he saw that he came back from his study, he took the gun and wiped it clean with a handkerchief. Only after that did he greet him with sweat: "finished with it?"
An Changqing glanced at him and said, "well.".
Xiao Zhige didn't know that his things had not been hidden well, so he went in with him. After washing and gargling, they nestled up on the couch and talked.
An Changqing turned her eyes and said deliberately: "today, I went to the teahouse with my mother and yu'er to listen to the book. Mr. Shuoshu told an interesting story about the God of war and the fox king. Have you ever heard of it?"
Xiao Zhige's eyelids jumped and looked down at him. An Changqing didn't change her mind. It seemed that she just wanted to share the new story with him.
After a little deliberation, Xiao Zhige said calmly, "no, what is it about?"
An Changqing had a bigger smile on her lips and said with a smile, "I just heard half of it in the daytime. I just saw the same script in my study. Why don't you look at it with me?"
Then he felt out the script from under the pillow and shook it.
“……” Xiao Zhige's face pulled out, pursed his lips, and said, "how can there be a script in the study?"
"Yes?" An Changqing followed him and said, "I'm also very confused. I didn't put it. Who would put it?"
He browed a pick, voice light fluttering: "can't be the Lord behind my back secretly hide it?"
“……” Xiao Zhige was silent for a long time. His face was taut and his voice was straight: "I didn't steal it."
An Changqing kicked his calf: "why don't I know that Wang Ye still likes to read this kind of storybook?"
Perhaps in the spirit of breaking the pot, Xiao Zhige answered quickly this time: "it's said that the story book is about our previous life." So she wanted to have a look,
an Changqing put the script between them, pointed to one of the pages and said, "where is this like us?" The painter is not ashamed to draw so boldly.
Xiao Zhige saw that he still turned back, pursed his lips, and took the script out of his hand. This time, he sincerely agreed: "well, it's not like that." He won't force me. Here He just thought of all kinds of new postures he had never seen in the script. The throat knot of the king of the Northern War rolled, and his voice was slightly dumb. He said, "but there are still some merits. I can still have a look..." The rest of the words, submerged between the two lips and teeth.After the king of the Northern Warlord closed the man, the last thing he thought in his heart was that he had to find a reason to ban such a sweet and beautiful story. Although he was very happy to see it, it would not be beautiful for others to see it. Although the man in the painting is not like here, even if it is just an illusory past life story, he does not want to be seen by outsiders.
Here he is. Just tell him to watch it alone.
An Changqing had never been so embarrassed. He sat in the teahouse drinking tea cup after cup. Yu and an Xianyu, together with two guards, stretched their necks and watched with relish. He listened to Mr. Shuoshu tell us about the love and hate between the God of war and the fox king for half an hour. Then he patted the startling wood and drank a cup of tea to arouse his appetite. Then he said, "if you want to know what will happen, listen to the next chapter. I'll see you tomorrow. " When it came to the wonderful place, it stopped. The spectators sighed with regret and began to walk out in twos and threes. An Changqing's table was in the last corner, and no one noticed it for a moment. An Xianyu commented: "this Yanzhou script is much more bold and novel than Yejing's. It deserves to be a place where people are open to the outside world. " "What else have you read?" An Changqing looks at her in surprise. This younger sister has always been quiet and sensible. She seldom shows such a playful and lively side at home. An Changqing doesn't even know that she can read storybooks. Realizing that she had let out her words, an Xianyu quietly put out her tongue, quickly restrained her look and urged: "it's getting late. Should we go back?" As soon as an Changqing heard this, he was really distracted. The three of them spent most of the day outside, and it was almost dinner time. They went back in sedan chair. Xiao Zhige has come back and is having tea with Qi Wei and Xie Ling. When they came back, Qi Wei and others got up and saluted. Xiao Zhige and an Changqing changed their eyes and didn't talk much. But Qi Wei saw an Xianyu behind him. His eyes brightened and he cleared his throat. He bowed his hand calmly: "I heard that the old lady and miss are visiting Yanzhou. We've come to see you. Qi Wei, the Deputy General of xiayanzhou, is from the Qi family of Boling. He hasn't yet -- "before he finished, Xie Ling stepped on him with a smile on his face and interrupted his unfinished words. Qi Wei glared at him discontentedly, but he could only smile with hatred. Each of the young people was born with good looks, clean eyes and polite manners. Just by looking at their respect for themselves, we can see that they are aiming at the face of an Changqing and Xiao Zhige. After thinking about it for a moment, Yu felt relieved and returned to them with a smile. When everyone comes, it's natural to have dinner before we leave. The kitchen had already prepared a table. Originally, the man and woman were divided into two seats, but there were only Yu's and an Xianyu's family members present. In addition, Yanzhou's young aristocratic family didn't pay attention to the rules. Thinking that it was too cold for them to sit alone, they combined the two tables into one. Because of the presence of a woman's family, several generals who are used to rubbing rice and food unconsciously become polite. After the meal, Yu and an Xianyu go to the backyard. Qi Wei takes a long breath, and then sneaks up to an Changqing: "they are all from his own family. I'll tell the princess straight away. Does your sister have a marriage appointment?" An Changqing was stunned, then looked at his look, eyes narrowed up: "not yet, how?" Qi Wei rubbed his hands and said, "isn't that a coincidence? If a man is unmarried and a woman is unmarried, we'd better get married... " Xie Ling kicked him in the back: "how can you talk about marriage by yourself? No rules. " Qi Wei almost fell on the ground, stabilized his body, turned back and glared at him angrily: "you hypocrite, who is so dignified and dead, should not find his daughter-in-law. I'll tell the princess first. If the princess agrees, I'll send a letter to my family and invite the media to propose marriage. " Seeing that they talked farther and farther, an Changqing coughed, but did not refuse: "I'm just a sister. Naturally, I have to respect her in marriage." It's true that an Xianyu is very old. If she doesn't give up her marriage, it's time for her to get married. After she moved to Chuang Tzu, she and Yu were separated from each other. There were fewer common affairs, but the marriage was delayed. Now Qi Wei takes the initiative to mention it, and he realizes that these generals under Xiao Zhige are also good candidates. I had some thoughts in my heart, but I didn't take a bite. An Changqing decides to discuss with Yu first, and then ask an Xianyu for advice. Qi Wei didn't get discouraged. He responded happily and boasted hard for a long time. Then Xie Ling kicked him: "talk about business." "Oh." Qi Wei then reluctantly stopped talking and remembered the purpose of coming here. With a positive look, Qi Wei said: "the sweet potato field outside the city is approaching the harvest time. The old farmer, who was waiting for the field, made a rough estimate. It was estimated that one mu of land would yield nearly 20 stone sweet potatoes. " The sweet potatoes planted in May will be ready to grow by the end of August. Although previously an Changqing said that the book recorded sweet potato yield of ten stones per mu. But it's not a feeling to see it in books or to see it with one's own eyes. In particular, you all know how much grain an acre of land produces. Compared with sweet potatoes, you just feel like you are in a dream. Even Qi Wei and others also feel that it's not true, like pie falling from the sky: "how do you deal with so many sweet potatoes?" Xiao Zhige said: "some of them will be used as seed potatoes in the army in the coming year. And part of it Well, what do you think of it? " "We can ask the following officials to publicize the benefits of sweet potato to the people and promote sweet potato cultivation." These days, an Changqing often deals with the elders and has some opinions on how to mobilize the enthusiasm of the people: "the rest of the sweet potatoes can be reserved as seed potatoes. When the people understand the benefits of sweet potatoes, they can exchange money or grain for sweet potatoes to go back to planting. In this way, in the spring of next year, the people will have room to plant sweet potatoes, and the next year's food will be available."The yield of sweet potato is so large that it can be eaten both raw and cooked, and the taste is not bad. One or two of them can satisfy one's hunger. As long as this kind of crop is well promoted, more people will understand its benefits, and no one will worry about planting it. When it is popularized in Yanzhou, more than half of the food problems perplexing the people in the border areas can be solved every year. Xiao Zhige agreed with him, nodded and said, "well, it's up to you to discuss with us." Two people you a word I a language, quickly negotiated a good plan. Qi Wei and others were stunned. When they went out, Qi Wei said to Xie Ling, "do you think the princess is more and more like the prince?" Xie Ling squinted at him: "you just found out?" Qi Wei scratched his head and shook his head: "it's not, it's just that he didn't feel so strong before." Although they have always respected the princess, it was mostly because they were grateful for food and grass, or because they looked at the general's face. But I don't know when the princess was equal to the general in their eyes. They won't question the decision made by the princess, and they won't consult the general again, just as they believe in the princess. "Er Leng Zi." Xie Ling shook his head and didn't care about him, so he strode forward. ***after the guests left, Xiao Zhige and an Changqing were left. An Changqing was preoccupied with what he had just said about the promotion and cultivation of sweet potato. He already had many ideas in his mind. He had no time to chat with Xiao Zhige again. He went to his study and wrote down the rough ideas first. When he went to the government office another day, he could discuss with you elders about the details. By the time I stopped writing, I had several pages in my hand. Xiao Zhige didn't come to disturb him. He just put a warm ginseng tea on the desk. An Changqing narrowed her eyes and drank half of it. She stretched herself to go back to her room. Just ready to get up, his eyes inadvertently swept over a pile of books on the desk, which Xiao Zhige usually read, and an Changqing seldom touched them, but in today's pile of books, a corner of colorful books suddenly appeared. An Changqing, who was ready to get up, sat down again, narrowed her eyes and took out the outstanding book. There were two handsome men on the cover, one handsome and straight, and the other handsome. On the left, there are two big characters "falling devil", which is the title of the book. If you turn to the inside page, you can see that there are both pictures and words in it. The colorful villains are elaborately drawn, but they are very close and bold in their expressions and actions. The content is that the fox king knows the identity of the God of war, and in order not to affect him, he wants to break the friendship with the God of war, and he will never see each other again in this life. Naturally, the God of War didn't agree. After a lot of bickering, the angry God of war subdued the fox King An Changqing Why is this kind of storybook hidden in the study? He squinted and looked at the stack of books hiding the script. Servants were not allowed to come in the study, and only he and Xiao Zhige were allowed in and out. Naturally, he didn't hide the words, but most of them were - when he put the words into his sleeve, an Changqing Shi ran got up and went back to the main room. Xiao Zhige had nothing to do after dinner, so he practiced his gun in the hospital. When he saw that he came back from his study, he took the gun and wiped it clean with a handkerchief. Only after that did he greet him with sweat: "finished with it?" An Changqing glanced at him and said, "well.". Xiao Zhige didn't know that his things had not been hidden well, so he went in with him. After washing and gargling, they nestled up on the couch and talked. An Changqing turned her eyes and said deliberately: "today, I went to the teahouse with my mother and yu'er to listen to the book. Mr. Shuoshu told an interesting story about the God of war and the fox king. Have you ever heard of it?" Xiao Zhige's eyelids jumped and looked down at him. An Changqing didn't change her mind. It seemed that she just wanted to share the new story with him. After a little deliberation, Xiao Zhige said calmly, "no, what is it about?" An Changqing had a bigger smile on her lips and said with a smile, "I just heard half of it in the daytime. I just saw the same script in my study. Why don't you look at it with me?" Then he felt out the script from under the pillow and shook it. Xiao Zhige's face pulled out, pursed his lips, and said, "how can there be a script in the study?" "Yes?" An Changqing followed him and said, "I'm also very confused. I didn't put it. Who would put it?" He browed a pick, voice light fluttering: "can't be the Lord behind my back secretly hide it?" Xiao Zhige was silent for a long time. His face was taut and his voice was straight: "I didn't steal it." An Changqing kicked his calf: "why don't I know that Wang Ye still likes to read this kind of storybook?" Perhaps in the spirit of breaking the pot, Xiao Zhige answered quickly this time: "it's said that the story book is about our previous life." So she wanted to have a look, an Changqing put the script between them, pointed to one of the pages and said, "where is this like us?" The painter is not ashamed to draw so boldly. Xiao Zhige saw that he still turned back, pursed his lips, and took the script out of his hand. This time, he sincerely agreed: "well, it's not like that." He won't force me. Here He just thought of all kinds of new postures he had never seen in the script. The throat knot of the king of the Northern War rolled, and his voice was slightly dumb. He said, "but there are still some merits. I can still have a look..." The rest of the words, submerged between the two lips and teeth.After the king of the Northern Warlord closed the man, the last thing he thought in his heart was that he had to find a reason to ban such a sweet and beautiful story. Although he was very happy to see it, it would not be beautiful for others to see it. Although the man in the painting is not like here, even if it is just an illusory past life story, he does not want to be seen by outsiders. Here he is. Just tell him to watch it alone.
