Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 187 It is better to explain clearly in advance

The road was muddy and difficult. When she arrived at Anzhoushi's small courtyard, she was almost eating breakfast. When the children in Anzhoushi's courtyard saw Song Yuan, they immediately ran over to open the door.

"Sir, the son is here."

With his shout, everyone in the room was startled out. They were the servants and attendants who had been taking care of An Zhou. Seeing them all with their sleeves rolled up and their hands full of oil, Song Yuan smiled and asked, "Where did I come from?" What a coincidence."

"Young master." They were busy saluting, took away the things in Song Yuan's hands, wiped the stool and poured hot water, and they all got busy.

An Zhoushi also ran out with a smile on his face: "It's a coincidence that the son is here, I'm taking them to make dumplings."

Song Yuan leaned over to see what dumplings are. After seeing them clearly, he smiled and said, "Just wrap the meat in the dough? Then why don't you just cook the noodles in broth?"

"Although it's similar, it tastes different. Young master, I'll try it later." An Zhoushi no longer cared about her strangeness about the future.

Song Yuan sat down calmly: "That's fine, then you are busy, if you need my help, you can ask."

Although she said this, no one dared to let her do it. The child even showed her the farming notes that were written in the same way. Song Yuan was reading, and the voices of the others were a little lower when they saw them. Restrained, Song Yuan tactfully changed positions.

When she came outside the house, although it was snowing heavily, she was fine sitting under the eaves. The servants pushed each other to get the charcoal basin out. His mind was all on the book in his hand, and he didn't pay attention to what they had to say.

Soon the dumplings were cooked, and as An Zhoushi said, dipped in vinegar and tasted it, Song Yuan smiled and said: "The taste is really good, much better than noodle soup."

She boasted a few words, but she didn't eat much, and she didn't care about An Zhoushi. A nobleman like Song Yuan has long been used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, so a meal of dumplings is really nothing.

She finished the bowl and stopped eating, took a sip of hot tea, rinsed her mouth, and continued to read. An Zhou was not in a hurry, and sat down only when she was full.

"The heavy snow this year is not less than previous years. I have seen the snow thickness recorded by the yamen, and it is not much different from previous years. Leping has reported snow disasters in previous years. In my opinion, will the heavy snow this year freeze Tian Tian?" The crops here?" Song Yuan closed the book and put it aside.

An Zhoushi thought about it carefully: "Although the snow is heavy, it will not cause too much damage to Leping's crops. Moreover, the seedlings are covered under the snow now, but they can keep warm. Speaking of the season when frostbite is more serious for seedlings, it is the late spring in February and March, and if it is too cold and there is frost at that time, you have to burn grass to let the thick smoke cover the field, so as to prevent freezing and repel insects."

"That's good." Song Yuan felt more relieved: "How much wheat will be harvested this season, sir, do you have a plan?"

An Zhoushi smiled: "I know that the young master attaches great importance to this season's harvest, but the wheat seeds are bought from vendors, and the previous production is not clear, so it is difficult to judge, at least we have to wait until the ears are set to be sure. "

"Okay, I'm impatient." Song Yuan rolled his palms and said, "Mr. has made such a great contribution. Normally, I should submit a letter to the court to recommend Mr. to be an official, but I have selfish intentions, so I have to make it clear to Mr. In case Mr. is overwhelmed."

An Zhoushi immediately said: "My lord, you don't have to be so polite. I'm already very satisfied with my lord's ability to farm here with peace of mind. I'm using my knowledge for my own benefit. Even if I don't become an official, I'm happy of."

Song Yuan looked at him and smiled: "Mr. is selfless, but we are a cooperative relationship. We must always make it clear. I think it is not appropriate to reveal the identity of Mr. right now. After all, my father and king know Mr. If you go back and forth, you will definitely know that I am the one who rescued Mr., and I am now weak and weak, and I have no way to compete with him."

"I know this, you don't have to make trouble."

"Furthermore, the current situation in the court is not clear. Although the royal palace had the upper hand and severely suppressed the Eastern Palace, my father and king have not made a statement on the reform of the farmland policy. The previous advantage has been lost. No one can tell who will get it, so naturally I dare not involve my husband at this time.

Now, my father, the king, has cut ties with the dignitaries and supported the reform of the farmland policy, but put all his hopes on me. I can't guarantee whether my plan will meet his wishes. If it goes against him, then I will be suppressed in the future. If my husband is recommended by me to become an official, I'm afraid he will be implicated, so after thinking about it again and again, I can only hide this credit for my husband. "

Her analysis was straightforward, and An Zhoushi naturally understood good and bad, and immediately said: "It's all up to you, I don't understand these twists and turns. I have suffered a lot from not knowing it before, and now I just want to keep it." Go back with this life."

Go back, go back 1000 years?

Song Yuan was dumbfounded, she remembered what Zhou Ye said when Liang He was killed, he said that since she woke up to replace Guan Yan, they would not be able to go back.

Although I don't know how he knew it, but now is obviously not the time to tell An Zhoushi the truth, he needs a motivation to live and a hope to persevere.

"Has Zhou Ye contacted Mr. recently?" Song Yuan leaned on the back of the chair leisurely.

She relaxed and prepared to chat, and An Zhoushi also relaxed: "No, the last letter was a few months ago. Zhou Ye said that he met an old friend, and the young master also knew him, named Yan Yan."

Hearing this name again, Song Yuan was in a trance for a while, the Yan Yan who disappeared when he searched the Hualou in Tingwei Mansion unexpectedly reappeared.

"I know her, she is also a time traveler." Song Yuan hurriedly asked: "How did Yan Yan meet him?"

"Zhou Ye said that Yan Yan is now with the second brother of the young master. He went to the second brother's house when he was serving in the army, and that's when he met him."

What An Zhoushi said made Song Yuan's heart straight up, Yan Yan actually followed his second brother?

The person who hypnotized her back then has not yet been found. Yan Yan is the biggest suspect, but she went to her second brother's side. If she gains the trust of her second brother and then exposes her, then her situation will not be good.

"I don't know what this girl's ability is." An Zhoushi didn't notice her gloomy expression, but looked forward to Yan Yan: "In this place, it is safe for everyone to stay together. Although the leisure time has been too long, but that The fact that the hunter never showed up always makes people feel uneasy."

The things he said made Song Yuan, who was devoted to civil affairs and farming, feel strange and dazed. After a long silence, he said: "Xu Yingrong, who was captured by Huo Ying, I saw her in the yamen, such an arrogant and confident girl, Now timid and frightened, all the spines of pride have been broken."

(End of this chapter)