Chapter 227 227. Letter from Beijing
The cold wave came fiercely, and the Shen family once again lived a life without leaving home.
No matter how miserable the refugees are outside, life is quite comfortable in the small farmyard. Shen Xingluo spends most of his time in the study, Shen Xingqi is busy embroidering screens, and Cheng Xi is learning medical skills from Mr. Xu day after day. .
The only good thing is that the cold current stopped Qin Zheng from eating. Every time he ate, Mr. Xu enjoyed fine wine and delicacies to himself, and his mood was much happier than before.
“Girl, what are you growing in that separate room?”
"A plant that can both fill your stomach and be fried and eaten."
"Oh? So rare?"
Mr. Xu originally just asked casually, after all, half of the living room was used It was too strange to plant seedlings, but now I don’t think so.
He has finally figured out in the past few days that his apprentice and his son-in-law are not fuel-efficient lamps, and the things they produce cannot be treated with common sense.
“I’ll go take a look!”
Mr. Xu stood up and walked towards the separated space with great interest. What he saw was layers of shelves, with two-inch-thick wooden troughs placed on each layer, covered with a thin layer of red soil, and three-inch-high wooden troughs. The green seedlings are very regular and densely packed like soldiers forming an array.
However, there are green leaves in a piece of gray-red soil, which looks full of vitality and is eye-catching.
“So many seedlings?”
“It looks like a lot, but in fact these can only be planted on ten acres of land.”
Cheng Xi has calculated that one acre of land is about Needing 3,000 potato seedlings, the two cultivated about 30,000 potato seedlings.
Firstly, the free space at home is limited, and there is no way to put away more. Secondly, there are too many and it is difficult to explain the source, so I simply tried the water with 10 acres of seedlings.
The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step. There is no need to rush.
Mr. Xu didn't care about this, "Can this seedling be used as medicine?"
Cheng Xi: "."
Four days passed by in a flash, and the sky was in everyone's expectation. Hope it clears up again.
That day, Shen Xingluo first went for a walk in the fields. He didn't even return home and went straight to his sixth uncle to discuss matters.
Cheng Xi of the Shen family finished the class and saw Fuguang walking in behind Wangshu.
"Madam."
"My husband has gone out and will not come back until noon. You can come in first."
"Thank you, madam."
Cheng Xi opened the window to let the potato seedlings bask in the sun, "What's going on in the city these days?"
Fu Guang glanced at the hostess, pondered for a moment and then said:
"Former magistrate Zhou Lesongyi The trial of the case was completed yesterday, and three days later the Zhou family and his son were executed in the East District."
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The fifth prince is domineering!
"Where are the rest of the Zhou family? I remember that there are many officials involved in the case in Lin'an Prefecture?"
"The men, women, and children of the Zhou family were all sent to Lingbei. Most of the officials involved in the case were not guilty of death, and their homes were ransacked and imprisoned."< br>
Cheng Xi was silent and glanced at Fu Chenglan again.
This fifth prince is not only decisive and strict with himself, but also has a kind of kindness that is rare among military generals.
"In addition, there is news from Beijing that the Holy Spirit is kind and has ordered students to go to Beijing for additional examinations this autumn. The original palace examination in April has also been postponed until after autumn."
As soon as Fuguang finished speaking, everyone else in the room laughed happily.
"Great, brother can take the Spring Wei, right? It's the Autumn Wei, huh? That's not right!"
Shen Xingqi couldn't figure out what the upcoming exam was for a moment. Mr. Xu felt that his name was not important at all. What was important was that his disciple's husband's profile was about to return to its original appearance and he was about to take the scientific examination.
“This kid has some luck.”
Although Cheng Xi had known about this for a long time, he started laughing when he saw everyone so happy.
However, she disagreed with her master's statement of "having good luck". Maybe Shen Xingluo had good luck in this life, but he was indeed an unlucky guy in his previous life.
Of course, she is also an unlucky person.
“This is indeed a big event worth celebrating. Let’s add food for lunch.”
“Girl, I want to drink the wine I drank last time!”
“No problem. "Cheng Xi waved her hand and took Shen Xingqi and Wangshu to the kitchen without hesitation.
When Shen Xingluo came back from outside, the house was in full swing and everyone looked happy.
"What happened?"
Fu Guang, who usually kept a straight face, told several news in Fucheng one by one. The person involved tapped the table with his right hand regularly while listening.
“You mean someone is coming from Beijing, when?”
"I just entered Fucheng this morning."
Seeing his strange expression, Fuguang also stopped smiling, "Master, is there anything wrong?"
"A visitor from Beijing, Zhou Lesong The matter can no longer be kept secret, and it will definitely be reported back to the capital."
"Young Master is saying that there will be changes in this matter?"
Shen Xingluo shook his head, "The fifth prince in the government office is not someone who is easily influenced by others, but I am afraid that there will be a bloody storm in the capital."
The bloody storm in the capital may have to wait for a few more years. On that day, however, something big was happening in Lin'an Fucheng.
As the case was tried, the numerous crimes committed by Zhou Lesong were exposed to the sun. No matter how many people thought about it, they never expected that Lord Zhou, a good official in their impression, would be such a crazy person.
“Oh my god, it turns out that Qingshan Village was raised by Mr. Zhou!”
“The philanthropic businessman Li in our city died in the hands of bandits a few years ago. I thought it was just An accident turned out to be man-made and a conspiracy! ”
"Collude with the bandits and kill the imperial officials. What are you doing with such an official? Cut him off!"
"Cut him down!"
The crowd was furious. At first, the people had How much I loved Zhou Lesong, how much I hate him now.
Of course, it must be chopped, and it must be chopped as soon as possible.
Fu Chenglan wrote a memorial and was planning to kill Zhou Lesong and his son before sending it to the palace, when officials from the capital came into the city.
"General, the messenger officer rides a fast horse, so the news of coming here must be spread back to the capital very quickly."
From Lin'an Prefecture to the capital, it can be reached in 4 days at the normal speed of messenger. , but if you ride a fast horse to expedite the process, it can be shortened to 3 days.
Although there is only one day difference between before and after, in ancient times when news was not flowing smoothly, a lot of things could be done on this day.
"No problem, it will be sent back sooner or later."
Fu Chenglan put down his pen, "Zhou Lesong will be executed in three days. No matter how long Prime Minister Zhou stretches his hand, he will not have time to stop it. As for the matter in Beijing, I will discuss it with the teacher again.”
He raised his head and looked at Song Zhi, "Did you just come back from outside the city?"
"Yes, the crops outside the city are not very good."
"Tell me."
“It rained a few days ago, but it didn’t There is water, but the weather is so cold that most of the ground is frozen. It has not warmed up in the past few days, and 80% of the wheat in the ground has been frozen to death.”
The good green wheat is now very yellow, and the sun is shining brightly today. It's even more obvious when it comes out.
"How did the people react?"
"People in neighboring villages said that the wheat might not survive. If it is too late to convert paddy fields to rice, we can only plant some beans."
However, beans are mostly eaten by livestock.
Hearing Song Zhi’s words, Fu Chenglan’s brows furrowed more and more tightly, “Where is Mr. Jiang now?”
“In the government office.”
Fu Chenglan handed him the written memorial, got up and headed towards the government office.
"Send to the capital as soon as possible."
"Yes."
(End of this chapter)