Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 293

"My lord, you are welcome. It is rare for the little ones to have the opportunity to show their filial piety. How dare you ask the big one to let the adults remember it." They hurriedly asked someone to bring breakfast to the house: "The adults are still busy with their duties, and the little people dare not delay." For the adult’s itinerary, I specially prepared some fresh fruits, which can be used to quench thirst on the road, and please accept it.”

They brought up the baskets in their hands again, and Song Yuan didn't refuse: "Okay, thank you very much."

She was willing to continue, only for the guards to come and take the basket away, and the yamen servant looked at the carriage they had packed, and quickly retreated with a smile on his face.

"Let's eat, let's go after eating." Song Yuan went into the room to have a look, and asked Wei Yan to take the two big plates of meat away with the guards to eat. Since she came out of Tianshui, every meal was full of mutton, and she couldn't digest it.

After eating, the group hurriedly set off while the sun was not yet high. Wei Yan arranged for two guards to ride horses one after the other because he was worried that someone would break through the line of defense again. If something was wrong, he would immediately remind them.

"We walked all the way, but we didn't see any fields." Song Yuan looked around carefully: "It shouldn't be, it's so barren, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like you can grow anything."

Wei Yan pointed in the direction: "Your Highness, go up there and have a look. There should be farmland over there. If my subordinates remember correctly, there is a river over there. There is a shortage of water in the northwest, so you can only grow things near the river."

When Song Yuan heard this, he immediately dismounted and went over. Wei Yan followed her up the mountain. There was indeed a river and a large area of ​​farmland behind the mountain. At first glance, although it was not as green as Le Ping Land, it was also a rare color among the barren mountains and yellow sand.

Song Yuan stood on the top of the mountain, looked around, and then looked at the mountain under his feet. He somewhat understood why one side was barren and the other could be cultivated. But before he went down, there was an exclamation in the motorcade, a wheel was broken, and the entire carriage They all tilted up, and the guards quickly supported them, and Wei Yan hurried down when he heard the sound.

"Take things down and put them on another cart, and hang the ones that can't fit on the horse's back. Each person takes a few pieces. It's best if they can be repaired. If they can't be repaired, they can only go to the town ahead to find a carpenter." .” Wei Yan opened the car door and directed people to move things.

It would take a long time to repair the wheels, Song Yuan thought about it, and went down to see the situation in the farmland first, thinking that it would be good to chat with the busy farmers.

Millet was planted in the farmland, and it was growing well, and the ears had already grown. Seeing Song Yuan, the busy old farmer hurriedly stood up, clasped his fists and greeted him with a smile: "My lord, please stand up quickly, the field is dirty, Be careful of the nobleman's shoes."

"It's okay." Song Yuan returned the salute, came to him and asked, "It's almost time for the harvest, isn't it?"

The old farmer smiled all over his face: "Hurry up, it will be ready in a month or so."

"I heard that the Xiongnu often crossed the line of defense to burn, kill and loot, and they were even more attentive during the harvest season. There are no villages or towns around here. Are you afraid of them coming to snatch the crops here?"

The old farmer smiled: "The nobleman just came here, look at the other side, those are all farms in the army, even if those thieves are very brave, they dare not come to the army to make trouble. My field is next to the army. If you help take care of it every day, you can also follow the sun, although it is hard work, but at least one year's harvest can be preserved."

"Military garrison?" Song Yuan just learned that there is also military garrison in the northwest. When she proposed garrison in Leping, there was a lot of resistance. The local garrison can be implemented on the grounds of leisure. There is a lot of resistance to implement farming.

The old farmer led her to look: "Look, those are the places where wheat is grown. Last year, the imperial court made a land reform and allowed land reclamation, so many military masters came to reclaim wasteland and farm land there, and all they planted were wheat."

"If it's a private farm, it's more than enough. If it's a field in the army, the harvest from this field may not be enough for hundreds of soldiers to eat." Song Yuan felt that there was something hidden here: "This is Which garrison’s field will provide for how many people? Are there any around?”

The old farmer shrunk his neck and smiled: "I don't know about this, it's all about the military men. How can we farmers dare to ask, it's a great blessing to entrust their blessings to keep our own harvest."

That's right, Song Yuan smiled and stopped asking, combined with what Wei Yan said, those stragglers who were able to cross the line of defense were deliberately done by someone, and the old farmer said that those who dare not move the army should be It is also because of some kind of tacit agreement.

She can figure out the twists and turns here. Looking at these fields in the army, she feels that these fields should not belong to the army. I'm afraid it's someone's private field. Otherwise, why would she be so petty and deliberately Mix in the fields of the common people?
Doing private farming in the name of farming in the army, isn't it in her hands?
While she was watching, a guard ran up the hill and shouted, "Your Highness, something has happened."

Song Yuan hurried back when she heard this, and when she came to the convoy, she found that several open boxes were lost on the ground, and there were a few rotten bricks in the boxes, and the contents inside were gone.

Wei Yan hurriedly said: "Your Highness, when I was moving things just now, I found that all the things in the box were gone, and they were all replaced by stones. After checking the booklet, I lost three boxes of bird's nest and five boxes of dried fish. , five sets of gold ornaments, and a box of pearls, all of which are going to be given to the second master."

"Lost it last night?" Song Yuan felt that there was no chance of losing these things except last night.

As soon as she asked, the guards who slept next night knelt down in unison: "Your subordinates are not doing their job well, please forgive me, Your Highness."

"Your Highness, this subordinate will take people back to look for it immediately. The things must still be in the post house." Wei Yan gritted his teeth angrily, and stole the things under the noses of a group of them.

Song Yuan glanced at the brochure: "If you lose it, just throw it away. The deadline for taking up the post is approaching. At this time, going back and arresting them will inevitably cause trouble. It is an artifact engraved by the royal family, except for the bird’s nest and fishery goods that they can use, even if it is stolen, there is no way to sell the stolen goods.”

"The subordinates are ineffective." Wei Yan also knelt down to plead guilty.

Song Yuan waved his hand: "Get up, everyone is on the road these days, who is not mentally exhausted, occasionally negligence is not a big deal, there is no punishment, just take it as a lesson and remember it in your heart. If you lose these things, throw them away. Turn around When we get to the yamen, it’s not too late to find something to make up for.”

"Thank you, Your Highness." They all had ugly faces, and they hurriedly got busy again.

Wei Yan's face was still ugly: "All the things lost are intended for the second master, does your Highness think this is too coincidental?"

(End of this chapter)