The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 522 She chased him and escaped

Wang Bifu waved his hand and said, "I know what your Majesty wants to ask."

"A-Lin considers you the one who will be with you forever, and I will consider you as my own child."

"Ah Li, what I want to tell you is that the child still has some inner demons in his heart. This does not happen overnight. If he doesn't want to talk, you can't force him."

"If he wants to say something, he will tell you of course!"

Wang Bifu's words put all the questions in Jing Li's mind to rest.

Jingli called Caiyue: "Ready my horse, pack it up and follow me to the north!"

Wang Bifu was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Jing Li bowed to Wang Bifu and said, "Wang Weng, I know you are a trustworthy elder, so I will temporarily entrust you with the affairs of Chang'an."

"He has been ill for a long time, but I don't want to wait for the day when he opens his heart."

"Since he wants to run away, I will chase him and kill his inner demons!"

When the woman in front of him said this, her expression was extremely arrogant. Wang Bifu suddenly felt that this was a match made in heaven for Tantai Lin.

Jing Li arranged the matters at hand and took Cai Yue to the north.

Jingli took Caiyue along the Jinshui River and from Quze into the Northland, observing the people's sentiments as they walked.

After entering the Northland from Quze, there are still people harvesting rice in many fields. The rice in the Northland matures relatively late. This is the autumn harvest season in the Northland.

The farmers are busy in the fields, and the children are following behind to pick up the ears of rice. The whole scene is a busy harvest.

Jingli sat on the edge of the field and chatted with an old farmer who was busy: "Uncle, how is your harvest this year?"

The old farmer saw that although she was dressed in coarse linen, her complexion was fair. He thought she was a nobleman from some family, so he did not dare to neglect and said: "This year's harvest is not very good. Fortunately, the government has exempted taxes for three years, and there are high-yielding crops such as potatoes and corn. It’s more than enough to fill a family’s belly.”

"Besides, my lord has said that this is the first year for our land to be cultivated, and the land is not yet mature. It will be much better to cultivate it next year!"

"May I ask where the old man came from?" Jing Li sat and ate while talking to the old farmer, and by the way, he tore a piece of big cake for the old man.

The old farmer was not polite. He took the big cake, wiped his sweat, took a few big gulps of water from the canal at the edge of the field, and then started eating.

"My hometown is on the Qingzhou side. The White Lotus Army occupied the territory. Later, the King of Hejian came again. The bandits also took the opportunity to cause chaos. Everyone had no way of living, so the whole family fled here!"

When Jingli heard that he was from Qingzhou, he immediately said to him in his hometown dialect: "Ah! So he is from the same hometown. My family is also from Qingzhou."

The old farmer was very happy upon hearing this, and spoke more enthusiastically: "Your family must have come early, and we have come late. It is said that those who come early are assigned to the Mayi area, and they are praised there!"

Jing Li smiled and said, "Well, you are living this life by yourself. Just like my old man's family, if you can fill your stomach this year, there will definitely be surplus food next year."

The old farmer grinned and said: "Thank you for your good words, little brother. I also think that these days will get better and better. I heard that the prince has won another war now. As long as there is no war, this life will definitely not be bad."

"I wonder what the county magistrate is like here? I heard people say that they provide rented agricultural tools and grain seeds to the refugees who are clearing the wasteland. Is this happening here?" Jingli Zhuangruo asked accidentally.

The old farmer immediately replied: "That's inevitable. We use work instead of rent. My family only has two sons building channels and replacing oxen and plow trucks. Otherwise, it depends on more than a dozen members of my family. How can we cultivate these dozens of acres of land?" !”

Jingli continued to ask: "So, is this county magistrate pretty good?" The old farmer chuckled and said, "We don't know about other places, but compared with the county magistrate Gouguan in our hometown, it is simply heaven and earth." ”

"During spring plowing, the county magistrate specially brought people here to teach us how to farm. Brother, to be honest, we are not convinced. Our ancestors have been farming for generations, and we still need someone to teach us?"

"But at that time the county magistrate said that if you don't follow the methods taught by the county, you will not be given free seeds, so I just followed the example with a pinched nose."

"Hey! Don't tell me, there's ink in the belly. This kind of crop is different. It uses less seeds, but the harvest is more."

"There was someone in the village who didn't listen to the advice. After the others left, he secretly planted some crops according to the original method. In the end, the harvest was not as good as ours. Don't forget to regret it now."

Jingli knows this. Many farmers don’t believe in the promotion of planting technology. They think it’s because the government is reluctant to part with seeds and wants to reduce the use of seeds. Many people don’t listen at all.

But after the autumn harvest, compared with this harvest, I think there will be no need to promote it next year, these people will learn to grow it themselves.

As Jingli and Caiyue walked, they passed by villages and towns, and they often chatted with local farmers to find out whether the local officials were serious about their work, whether they were compromising the common people, or whether they were doing nothing.

Along the way, there were few people and there were still many deserted places on the road, which looked quite deserted.

Years of war in the Dafeng Dynasty have caused a sharp decline in the population. Even if these refugees are gathered here, there is still no lively scene in the north.

Caiyue saw Jingli's thoughts and advised: "My dear, this is already very good. When I followed the prince to the Northland in the early years, not to mention it was a hundred miles away. It’s also hard to see anyone smoking!”

"Now that we are getting better and better, these places will become lively sooner or later."

Jingli knew this truth, that is, providing farm tools, grain seeds, and not collecting taxes for three years would attract many refugees.

What's more, there is really no safe place outside now.

Just walking and walking like this, when we arrived at Jingcheng, the northern prefecture city, it was already early August.

"Let's not go to the government office first. Let's go to the dam in Tantai Yutuo and have a look!" Jingli said to Caiyue.

When the two came to the dam, they saw a sea of ​​people and they were having sex in full swing.

The men were carrying stones and tamping earth while shouting slogans, and some were running back and forth carrying earth bare-chested.

There were also many women inside, struggling to carry the dirt up the embankment.

"Hey! What are you two young men doing? They are both working, and you two are just sitting here idle. Are you so young and embarrassed?" A woman shouted angrily from behind.

Jing Li turned around and saw a woman in her 20s with slightly dark skin, cheerful facial features, and a strong body, staring at the two of them with her hands on her hips.

"No, we" Caiyue hurriedly wanted to explain.

But the woman said with a straight face: "Looking at your fair appearance, you must be the children of officials sent here for disobeying the discipline. Come on, I will take you to work!"

Seeing that the two of them were about to be taken to work, Tantai Yutuo, who came up from below, saw the master and servant Jingli at a glance and hurriedly called the woman.

"Stop being rude, this is the princess!"

(End of this chapter)