Chapter 209 209. Personal interrogation?
Cheng Xi found a few grooved wooden boards and sprinkled a layer of fertile red soil on them to serve as petri dishes.
Shen Xingluo picked out a pile of high-quality potato chunks in the space and began to raise seedlings.
The iron stove in the north room is burning vigorously, and the room temperature is maintained at 25 degrees, which is suitable for germination.
While the two were reading and focusing on farming, a crisp sound came from the yard, and then Shen Xingqi's sigh was heard.
Cheng Xi inside the room also sighed.
“Shouldn’t we give her the genetic modification fluid?”
Look, in just two days, the little lady will turn into King Kong Barbie.
There was not enough wood in the yard for her to build.
Shen Xingluo glanced at her, "I remember Madam said that it is best for a woman to have some skills in her body, so that she will not suffer any disadvantage when marrying into her husband's family."
"That being said, I also like the ladylike spirit in Xingqi."
This is really a sweet burden.
On the one hand, she really hopes that her children will be able to protect themselves. If things go wrong when they get married, they can beat their husbands to vent their anger. But on the other hand, she also really likes girls who are well-educated, gentle, and virtuous.
"Then it depends on how Madam teaches you."
Shen Xingluo felt that Cheng Xi was overly worried, even to the point of being cautious.
According to him, Shen Xingqi can definitely achieve both.
"Is Xing Luo at home? Ouch, what's going on? Xing Qi?"
A familiar voice came from outside the yard. The two looked at each other and stood up and walked out. Dun Zheng and Shen Xingqi, who was holding two broken pieces of wood, looked at each other in confusion.
"Uncle Mantun, please come in first."
Shen Mantun was only surprised for a moment. After all, no matter how big his mind was, he would never have thought that his little niece could break off his body with just one click. Break a strong piece of wood.
On the contrary, Shen Xingqi avoided the other party's sight with extremely guilty conscience.
But the other party obviously had something more important to say, and his attention immediately moved away from the wood.
"Xing Luo, I'm here to give you some silver."
As Shen Mantun walked in, he took out a heavy purse with a lot of broken silver stuffed in it.
“This morning Lian Hu took the skins dried in the ancestral hall to Lin’an Fucheng, found a good buyer, and sold them all!”
"It's a good thing. Uncle, do you know which grocery store it was sold to?"
"It's from the Qin family. I heard that the young master of the Qin family personally received it."
Shen Manchan drank. A large glass of water, maybe because of the silver coins, is very refreshing.
"By the way, I have already discussed it with the village next door in Dahe. There are more than a dozen families in their village who want to sell their fields."
The escort team hunted a lot of game from Shennong Mountain. In addition to the previous wolf skins, after all were sold, every household received money, which was enough for each household to buy four or five acres of Susukaku farmland.
Although four or five acres is a bit small, it is already rich enough for the villagers of Shenjia Village.
These fields can not only harvest crops every year, but can also be left to sons and grandsons in the future, which can be regarded as an inheritance.
You must know that in ancient times, few people could earn a family fortune.
"I would like to say thank you on behalf of the villagers. This snow disaster is thanks to you!"
Shen Manyun was grateful to Shen Xingluo from the bottom of his heart. Who would have thought that in the past six months, they not only The whole thing was done, and I made a fortune.
I can’t even think about it!
"They are all from the Shen clan, as they should."
Shen Xingluo looked indifferent and filled up his teacup, "There is one more thing I have to trouble Uncle Mantun."
< br>"Just say it."
"I want to buy some wasteland."
".What?!"
Shen Mantun was stunned, "Didn't you just ask for ten acres of fertile land? Why do you still need wasteland?"
And this wasteland was also very busy in the first few years. It’s hard to produce anything, why buy it?
"There is a food shortage in many places this year, especially in the north. Firstly, the wasteland can be used to grow more food. Secondly, there is no need to pay taxes for the first three years, which is more suitable."
That's true. reason. Shen Manyun always felt that something was not right, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was very reasonable.
"Well, since you have spare money, you should buy some property. Is there any promising wasteland?"
"Yes."
Shen Xingluo raised his eyes, " From the foot of Shennong Mountain, from Shenjia Village to Dahe Village."
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Lin'an Mansion, prison.
"Master, what does the Fifth Prince mean? He wants to keep us locked up forever?"
"No, his hands are not that long yet."
" But now three days have passed, why haven’t you let him go?”
“Don’t worry, it won’t be long.”
Zhou Lesong narrowed his eyes to hide the shrewdness in his eyes.
When Mrs. Zhou, who was originally graceful and elegant, saw that he stopped talking, the bad feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger, and an unprecedented panic arose.
The magistrate's prison was dark and humid. It was the early spring after a snowstorm, and the temperature was horribly low.
More than thirty members of the Zhou family were huddled together and shivering from the cold. It only took one day for them to go from being arrogant at first to being sluggish now.
In the past two days, there were still hysterical roars at first, but the soldiers guarding the prison did not respond as if they could not hear them, which gave everyone a lot of rest.
The men of the Zhou family were sitting on the haystack and had long since lost their usual demeanor. The younger ones were even crying in their aunt's arms, which made Zhou Lesong look even more ugly.
The handsome face of Zhou Xuzhi, the eldest son of the Zhou family, is now full of gloom.
"Dad, is it true what the Fifth Prince said about colluding with bandits to kill DPRK and Chinese officials?"
Zhou Lesong glared at him sternly, "Of course it is false. Why, you hope it is?" Really?”
“Of course not”
"Then shut up. You have to decide what you should say and what shouldn't be said."
"." But he suspected it was true.
Zhou Xuzhi opened his mouth to ask something, glanced at Zhou Lesong and finally changed the subject.
"Dad, haven't you heard from Beijing yet?"
"."
This time, Zhou Lesong's eyes turned gloomy. He raised his eyes slightly and scanned the dozens of people in the Zhou family one by one.
Outside the prison, the two people sitting in the back office of the prefect were also discussing marriage.
"Zhou Lesong is the prefect of Lin'an. Even if he commits a major crime, he should be escorted back to the capital and handed over to the Ministry of Justice."
Mr. Jiang looked at the man opposite, "Are you sure you want to try him personally? "
"I'm afraid the Prime Minister will have the final say when it comes to escorting him to the capital."
"Aren't you afraid of making the Holy Emperor angry?"
"You are just a prefect, and my father's anger will only be temporary."
"I'm afraid there will be a lot of ginseng in the court by then."
Fu Chenglan twitched the corners of his lips, "Teacher, don't worry, I won't care about those civil servants who only talk."
"You——"
Mr. Jiang shook his head and laughed, "There are many civil servants in the court, so you should consider making friends with some."
"My father attached great importance to the imperial examinations, but those students who became officials soon learned to adapt to the situation when they had nothing to do. Except What else can you do if you know how to talk?”
"That's right."
Mr. Jiang sighed, "I think last year's Qiu Wei's Jieyuan was good, brave and resourceful, what do you think?"
< br>Fu Chenglan thought of Shen Xingluo, his expression darkened and thoughtful.
"This man is indeed a talent."
(End of Chapter)