My wife is a squeamish bag

Chapter 314 What Will Be the Consequences of Deceiving the Prince

Qi Jingyu didn't expect that he would be summoned by Chu Qingfeng just to send wild animals.

If it weren't for the muddy and slippery mountain road after a night of heavy rain, he wouldn't be the one who sent the wild animals today.

"I have seen the third prince."

"Don't be too polite, get up."

Chu Qingfeng said gently yet dignifiedly.

"Yes."

Qi Jingyu stood up in response, with his head slightly lowered.

Seeing that he was neither humble nor overbearing, Chu Qingfeng's eyes lingered on him for a moment longer, and then he asked: "Did you shoot the wild thing this morning?"

"Yes."

"It rained so much last night, isn't this wild thing hard to find?"

"Fortunately."

Qi Jingyu's concise answer, although not offensive or disrespectful, still displeased Chu Qingfeng who had seen Guan Shun's reply, and his gentle face gradually became cold and serious.

Ni Yezhou looked at Qi Jingyu with a straight back, looking relaxed.

If he dared to reply to the third prince like this, I really don't know whether he should be said to be too courageous or too ignorant.

Don't look at the third prince who always has a gentle and gentle appearance on weekdays, but the inside is not as harmless as the surface.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Chu Qingfeng praised with an amiable smile: "You sent so many wild animals yesterday, and today you can send fresh wild animals in the rain. It seems that your camp has a lot of people."

Then the topic changed: "From this point of view, the harvest in your camp must be pretty good."

The implication is that if the harvest in the camp is not good, it means that you have not tried your best!

Qi Jingyu didn't know whether he really didn't hear Chu Qingfeng's subtext, or pretended not to understand, so he replied matter-of-factly: "Yes, this year's wheat harvest has all been threshed and put into storage."

As soon as these words came out, Chu Qingfeng's eyes sharpened, "All?"

The amount of grain to be paid in each camp is set according to the head, and each layer of handover must be scraped one after another, so the amount of grain to be paid in the field is actually much higher than the amount stipulated by the court.

Therefore, the annual wheat harvesting and farming are almost always completed last.

"Yes."

"My prince traveled from the county city to Qing County, and saw that there were still a lot of unharvested wheat in the field. Do you know what the consequences will be if you deceive this prince?"

After all, Chu Qingfeng is the prince, and he speaks with authority without anger.

If it were someone else, they would probably be scared to kneel.

Ni Yezhou looked at Qi Jingyu with great interest, but saw him reply in a calm and unhurried manner: "The third prince does not know that this year, because of the threshing machine in the camp, it took nearly ten days less time to harvest the wheat than before."

"A thresher? What's that?"

"It's a farm tool that can quickly thresh. The third prince will know it when he comes to the camp."

"How can it be so troublesome to use the camp?"

Ni Yezhou suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't you bring it back now?"

"This prince also has this intention."

Qi Jingyu said without hesitation: "Yes."

Just turning around to leave, Ni Yezhou suddenly called out to him, "Wait, why do I think you look kind, what's your name?"

Qi Jingyu raised his head and glanced at him, "Back to Fourth Young Master Ni, Qi Jingyu, a grassroots man."

After finishing speaking, he saluted Chu Qingfeng and said, "The grassroots leave," before turning around and striding away.

Ni Yezhou looked at his leaving back, rubbed his chin, and murmured: "Qi Jingyu? This name seems familiar."

"The youngest boy who was famous all over the capital, the most promising number one scholar in Jijiu of the Imperial College."

Chu Qingfeng looked out of the window and said thoughtfully.

"It was him!"

Ni Yezhou suddenly realized, "No wonder I didn't show any timidity in front of you, it's a pity."

"Why is it a pity? A person's life is too smooth, so it may not be a good thing."

Chu Qingfeng didn't know whether he was talking about Qi Jingyu or himself.

When Qi Jingyu returned to the camp, he immediately reported Chu Qingfeng's request to Wei Yin.

Wei Yin looked him up without any trace, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You've been tired for a long time, go down and have a rest first, the thresher sent the boss there himself."

"Thanks for the overall shirt."

Qi Jingyu thanked him, turned around and left without hesitation.

Wei Yin looked at his leaving back with very deep eyes.

"My lord, isn't this Qi Baichang thinking that he shouldn't have, wanting to use the thresher to take advantage of the opportunity to catch up with the third prince?"

The guard next to Wei Yin said with a malicious look on his face.

This person was Qi Yuanhao's nasty personal guard before, and he took advantage of Qi Yuanhao's absence to seize the opportunity to slander Qi Jingyu.

"To shut up!"

Wei Yin snorted coldly with a gloomy face, and the man immediately lowered his head with a shrunken face, but his eyes were full of complacency.

The boss is so furious, I'm afraid he also thinks so in his heart?

When Qi Jingyu loses power, let's see how Qi Yuanhao has the face to continue to stay in the position of personal guard!
A person who is as weak as a chicken is also worthy of being a bodyguard?
It is simply a disgrace to their pro-guards!

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and get someone to prepare it, and follow Ben to send the threshing machine to the county town!"

"Yes, my subordinates will go now."

By the time Wei Yin and his party arrived at the county inn, it was almost dusk.

Except for Wei Yin who looked a little neater, the rest of the people were all muddy and miserable, and even the threshing machine was stained with mud.

"finally come!"

In front of the window sill, Ni Yezhou patted the pastry crumbs in his palm and said with great interest.

There are no medicinal materials to make, and it is rare for someone to arouse his interest.

Thinking about how a talented young man who was famous all over the capital was still so proud once he was reduced to a military household, it's rare!
"Hey, I don't seem to have seen that guy Qi Jingyu. By the way, why are these people in such a mess? Could it be that they fell into a mud pit?"

Chu Qingfeng followed his gaze and frowned slightly.

When he saw Qi Jingyu at noon, his clothes were wet but neat and clean, only the soles of his shoes were slightly stained with mud. He thought he had misjudged the power of the heavy rain.

Looking at it now, Qi Jingyu's skill is probably quite good, otherwise the camp would not have sent him here.

A champion seedling who was once favored by the Guozijian's sacrificial wine, now has a good force, and he doesn't know whether it's because of luck or the world.

But no matter what, Qi Jingyu is a useful talent.

"Let's go down and have a look together."

Chu Qingfeng stood up first, followed by Ni Yezhou.

"The humble Wei Yin has met His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Wei Yin did not expect that Chu Qingfeng would come down in person, and hurriedly led the camp to salute.

"Master Wei, please get up."

Chu Qingfeng's eyes skipped him, and fell directly on the threshing machine behind him, "This is the threshing machine?"

"Back to the third prince, that's right. This thresher is simple and quick to use. Besides wheat, rice can also be used."

"Oh?"

Chu Qingfeng was noncommittal, but obviously held a skeptical attitude towards Wei Yin's words.

"I'll take a look."

Ni Yezhou stepped forward curiously, "How do I use this thing?"

The guard next to Wei Yin hurriedly showed the operation method respectfully.

"It's really good!"

Chu Qingfeng nodded approvingly.

"Who made this thresher?"

Wei Yin's eyes flickered slightly, and then he replied: "Back to the third prince, he is a carpenter named Bao, and his son happens to be a soldier in the camp."

(End of this chapter)