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Chapter 43 Grange ()

The next day, Jiang Shaohua left the city again.

There are four city gates in Nanyang County, one in the east, west, north and south. The official road from the East Gate leads to the capital, while the South Gate is where merchants enter the city. These two gates are also the busiest on weekdays. A few dozen miles outside the North City Gate is the Guards Camp.

Today we walked out of the west city gate, and the fertile fields outside the city were endless. People in Nanyang County usually leave the city from here to farm.

She wore a red military uniform, her long hair was braided into long braids hanging behind her back, and she galloped on horseback in the warm spring breeze, looking very heroic.

Both Yin, Zhu, and Tubai have good riding skills, and they each rode their horses to follow each other. Qin Hu, Meng Sanbao and other personal guards accompanied him.

It was rare for Song Yuan not to ride a horse today. Cui Du couldn't ride a horse, so when he was in a carriage, he had to be accompanied by someone. His "uncle" did his part.

Cui Du spent a whole day drawing drawings yesterday and finished all twenty drawings. The craftsmen in the workshop are busy making a new type of shaft plow, and the sunken wood is busy recruiting carpenters and blacksmiths to work hard.

After all, you are young. After a night's sleep, your hands are not sore, your eyes are not tired, and your fatigue is gone.

Since Cui Du came out of the city gate, his eyes have been staring at the endless fertile fields outside the car window, his eyes sparkling.

Song Yuan also looked outside.

Spring plowing has begun, and at first glance, people are plowing and weeding the fields. It’s like this every spring, what’s there to see?

Also, what on earth was the princess doing taking Cui Du out of the city?
  Cui Du turned his head and met the searching eyes of his uncle Song Yuan. He made a plowing gesture with his hands, and pointed at himself.

Song Yuan frowned: "Aside from drawing blueprints, are you also good at farming?"

Cui Du grinned and straightened his chest.

Song Yuan understood and said, "So, the princess wants to take you to the farm?"

Cui Du nodded vigorously.

Song Yuan thought for a while and said: "You want to farm, and the princess agrees. Then you can take care of this farm with peace of mind from now on, work diligently, and don't let the princess down."

Needless to say?
  Cui Du nodded vigorously again.

While talking, the carriage stopped. Cui Du dismounted with Song Yuan, and what he saw before him was a large farmhouse. In front of the house, there were a few old women basking in the sun, knitting straw ropes and making bamboo baskets, and a dozen dirty children running and playing.

As soon as Jiang Shaohua and his party appeared, several old women quickly put down their work and pulled the children to kneel down together: "I have met the princess."

This is the farm of the Prince of Nanyang. The only princess with such a beautiful and dignified girl at this age is the princess.

Jiang Shaohua smiled and said: "Everyone get up."

Yin Zhu had already stepped forward and helped several old women up. Tubai took maltose and distributed it to the children. Farm children will go to work in the fields early. The oldest of these children is only five or six years old. He took the maltose with his dirty hands and licked it happily.

Cui Du saw this and felt a movement in his heart.

The princess is majestic and powerful, but also kind-hearted.

Jiang Shaohua asked about the situation of spring plowing, and one of the old women who spoke more eloquently answered: "Back to the princess, the weather has been good these past two days, which is suitable for plowing. Everyone in the village who can go to the fields has gone to the fields. Just wait. For two years, these children can also come in handy."

Jiang Shaohua laughed: "They are so young, they have to go to the fields wherever they are. You too, don't have to be busy working all day long, don't be too busy to ruin your health."

The old women knelt down again in gratitude.

Jiang Shaohua stretched out his hand to stop him, turned to Cui Du and smiled: "The farmers have all gone to plow the fields. I will take you to the farm to have a look."

Cui Du nodded and stepped forward out of habit. Song Yuan gave him a tug calmly, and he understood and followed the princess obediently.

Bypassing the farmhouse, large tracts of farmland come into view.

There are men and women working in the fields, children under age, and old people in their fifties and sixties. This scene of busy farming is shocking.

As soon as Jiang Shaohua showed up, everyone stopped what they were doing to kowtow. "Everyone, please continue working. There is no need to kowtow and salute." Jiang Shaohua did not deliberately raise his voice, but his voice spread far away.

Everyone continued to plow the fields, but only one man strode over. This man is about forty years old, with dark skin and calluses on his hands. He looks like a crop handle from years of farming.

"This is Lin Zhuangtou," Jiang Shaohua said to Cui Du: "He is the manager of this farm. If you have anything to do in the future, just tell him."

Cui Du accepted the order with a serious look.

Then, Jiang Shaohua said to Lin Zhuangtou: "This is Cui Du, the nephew of Commander Song. He has studied farming since he was a child and likes farming and mulberry farming. From now on, you will obey Mr. Cui's orders."

If a rich man doesn't go to study and have fun, why would he go to the farmland to play?
  Lin Zhuangtou was surprised at Cui Du's young age. He didn't dare to delay and hurriedly agreed.

Jiang Shaohua could see Lin Zhuangtou's disapproval, and turned around and ordered Qin Hu and others to move out the new shaft plows: "These new shaft plows were made by the workshop yesterday based on the drawings drawn by Mr. Cui. You Now divide it up and let everyone have a try."

Half an hour later, Lin Zhuangtou came back with an excited expression. The look on Cui Du's face became more respectful: "Master Cui is really a great talent. This new type of shaft plow is so light and labor-saving that even a woman can lift it."

Therefore, you still have to rely on your true abilities to be tough.

Cui Du smiled and gestured with his hands.

Lin Zhuangtou looked confused.

Jiang Shaohua said warmly: "Master Cui cannot speak for the time being."

Lin Zhuangtou resisted the urge to scratch his head and said with some shame: "Youngster can't read."

Jiang Shaohua smiled without changing his expression: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Cui can't write either."

Lin Zhuangtou: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Cui Du quickly took out a pile of cut paper, drew a few strokes with a charcoal pen, and stuffed it into Lin Zhuangtou's hand.

A field is drawn on the picture, with a question mark on the edge of the field. Lin Zhuang lowered his head and looked down, his confused expression greatly relieved: "Master Cui wants to ask how big the farm is, right?"

Cui Du nodded.

It’s good to be able to communicate.

Lin Zhuangtou was relieved and replied with a smile: "There are a hundred lands in total."

One hundred acres of land, one hundred acres of land, equals ten thousand acres.

Ten thousand acres of land will all belong to him from now on.

Cui Du's handsome face instantly turned red, and he nodded crazily at Jiang Shaohua.

Jiang Shaohua was amused: "Don't find it too hard in the future for the farm you chose."

Cui Du grinned with a bright smile on his face.

Song Yuan was a little worried and said in a low voice: "Princess, let him take charge of the small farm first." He is a good painter, but with this delicate, white and handsome appearance, can he be a farmer?
  Jiang Shaohua said: "I believe him."

Don't use it if you doubt it, don't doubt it if you employ it. This is the demeanor of those in power.

At this moment, six words flashed in Cui Du's mind.

A scholar dies for his confidant... Bah, this sentence is unlucky. He wants to live a long life and devote his whole life to the princess.

(End of this chapter)