Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

"What did you say to collect?"

Hu Yan sat on the ground, with a small stove beside him bubbling with steam. White mist was lingering around, and a handsome man in a green shirt was hiding in it. His fox eyes were very charming.

The dumpling that poked its head out of the door blinked, scratched the crack of the door with its two fat paws, and bared its white and sticky teeth.

Jiang An quickly raised a paw to distance himself from him, "I went to find my father, and he asked you to take me to find the governor!"

"Dad said you've been very idle lately!"

Hu Yan closed his eyes and suppressed the curse words that were about to come out of his heart.

This is naked revenge!

Jiang An took small steps, feeling guilty for her father, and said very considerately: "Military Advisor, if you want to scold me, just do it. If you scold me, your heart will not be dirty anymore~"

She chuckled, a bit flatteringly, "After you're done scolding me, you need to clean up quickly. An An will be going to the governor's mansion soon, and she also has to go to the west outskirts of the city to look after the fields~"

Hu Yan: …

He snorted, pinched Tuanzi's cheek with his slender fingers, and then went into the inner room barefoot to change clothes with satisfaction.

Jiang An sighed, squatted down beside the stove, and talked to himself, "An An really has it so hard!"

When they arrived at the governor's mansion, it was the turn of the elderly governor to be unable to hear clearly.

Wen Shoushi was holding a plate of golden date cakes, looking at their Chongzhou treasure with an indescribable expression.

"What does Miss An An want to collect?"

Jiang An, who was sitting on a chair with his short legs dangling in the air, looked innocent and said, "Ye Xiang,"

"Is there no precedent for using feces as fertilizer in Chongzhou?"

She bent her chubby fingers and chattered with the governor about the benefits of feces.

"Night incense cannot be used alone, it must be mixed with pig manure, horse manure, or cow manure."

"After drying, spread it in the fields, and turn the soil during spring ploughing to incorporate fertilizer into the soil. This way, the crops will grow well during the autumn harvest!"

Seeing that she spoke so convincingly, Wen Shoushi reluctantly believed her, but his smile was a little forced.

He pushed the plate of golden date cake away without even looking at it, frowned and thought.

"The government is not in charge of collecting night incense, but some of my servants are familiar with them. Just buy the night incense!"

"Of course, I am in charge of this money, and the government office will pay for it!"

"As for the horse manure..."

This thing is only in abundance in the military camp...

An An swung his legs. He didn't have to spend any money and smiled even more happily. "Daddy said that as long as the governor and Military Advisor Hu make arrangements, he will send the black armor over!"

Wen Shoushi sat at the bottom with Hu Yan. He bowed to Hu Yan with admiration in his eyes.

"Military Advisor Hu, thank you for your hard work..."

Hu Yan smiled in return, "This is what I should do!"

Jiang An looked at this, then looked at that, and didn't bother them from praising each other's business.

Paji got down from the chair, took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to the governor. (Don't doubt it, it was written by that resentful person Zhengyan.)

The font above is not very elegant, but it is very free and easy. The whole page is about what proportions these things should be mixed, dried, and then scattered in the well field.

"Once we finish collecting stones and redrawing the boundary line in the well field, we can spread fertilizer there~"

Jiang An waved his hand and skipped out, "An An is going to the suburbs, bye~"

The governor stood up and saw him off, his eyes full of worry, "Are you going by yourself?"

"Why don't you wait for me? I'll take some people and go with the lady!"

After walking a few steps to the door, Hu Yan gestured to him to rest assured, "The prince has sent someone he trusts to follow An An."

Beside the carriage, Meng couldn't bear to feel the gaze on him, so he turned his head to look.

Seeing that it was the two of them, the lieutenant general held his long sword and nodded towards them, which was considered a greeting...

Seeing this, Wen Shoushi felt relieved.

The old man, who had recovered, sighed, still holding the fertilizer instructions left by An An in his hand, muttering to himself,

The government office must be really rich, he actually spent money to buy night incense? !

tsk tsk~

Hu Yan, who was following behind him, had a stinky face.

He just cheated the prince, why is he so stingy?

In the next six days, Jiang An was even busier than her father.

Jiang Jichen had returned from the military camp after handling official business, but Tuanzi had not yet returned to the palace.

Butler Sun looked at his master with more and more resentment, and would always mutter a few words whenever he was changing clothes or setting the table.

The young master hasn't come back yet!

The little master is only four years old and is exposed to the cold wind outside all day long. It's really pitiful!

The young master has become tired and thin these days!

My young master...

In fact, my father is also worried.

Every day after Tuanzi came back, he would watch his daughter fall asleep on the bed, and his eyes would be filled with heartache. He would occasionally see the governor during the day, and the cold wind would blow.

Coming out of his daughter's room, he grabbed the man who was waiting on the tree and asked,

What did An do today?

Did Ah An do any heavy work today?

Did Ah An feel wronged today?

Ah An...

After six days, the quiet Niangniang and a certain secret guard became even quieter~

Today is the twelfth day of the first lunar month. Jiang An, who has finally run through all the wasteland in Chongzhou, sleeps until noon.

After waking up, Tuanzi suddenly remembered that he seemed to have homework, which was copying calligraphy, and he hadn’t finished it yet!

Hmm... maybe it would be more appropriate to say that I didn't write it at all~

So she put on her clothes, pouted and walked towards Qi Shanyuan's yard.

Seeing the poor little kid still studying at the desk, Tuanzi threw away his school bag.

"Yuanyuan~"

"You will help An An, right~"

Jiang An has lost some weight in the past few days. Qi Shanyuan, who hadn't seen Tuanzi for a few days, quickly pulled him in.

All the rules and teacher's teachings in his mind were blocked out. He patted Tuanzi's head and comforted her softly.

"Don't worry, An An, I'll help you write it!"

Qisheng: ...Sir, you will get beaten...

She silently complained in her heart, but honestly picked up the cloth bag and stuffed it into her son's pocket.

You said it, then you write it!

In the room, Qi Shanyuan carefully imitated An An's handwriting to write calligraphy.

Tuanzi was sticking his butt out next to Yuanyuan, writing and drawing on a piece of paper. He was frowning and biting the pen with his little mouth.

No matter how you look at it, the things in her hands seem to be more sad than the copybook.

Qisheng held a plate of cakes and glanced at them curiously.

In this mansion, he also heard that some young ladies were involved in cultivating the wasteland in Chongzhou.

This piece of paper is full of calculations of the area of ​​the well fields...

He put down the cakes and did not leave. Instead, he gently reminded Jiang An, "Miss, these well fields are a total of 3,871 acres."

Jiang An:!

Tuanzi propped up his head which was overwhelmed by mathematics, his face was still stained with ink, his round eyes were staring, and his disbelief was a little cute.

Afraid that she would not believe him, Qisheng hurriedly explained, "My master is in business, and as the housekeeper, I often handle the account books, so I can't make a mistake!"

Qi Shanyuan also stopped writing, with a flash of pride in his eyes, "Don't worry, Qi Sheng has never missed a beat!"

Jiang An's eyes sparkled. He threw away his pen and sat on the carpet, a little excited. "Then can you do business?"

"An An has business!"