Favoring Concubines and Destroying Wife: Reborn, I Married to a Rich Man and Destroyed His Whole Fam

Three days later, Yun Zhao and his mother arrived in Suzhou Prefecture.

This time, Governor Jiang, along with Prefect Fan and others, welcomed Princess Zhaoyang and Princess Chaoan at the city gate.

Prince Chen, Qin Chen and others also came with people to greet them.

"I greet Princess Zhaoyang and Princess Chaoan."

Princess Zhaoyang and Yun Zhao did not get off the carriage.

"My Lords, please get up. Chao An and I are tired from riding in the carriage. Let's go back to the palace to rest..."

Princess Zhaoyang's voice came from the carriage.

When the people on both sides of the road heard Princess Zhaoyang's words, they all looked towards the carriage excitedly.

"Yes."

"Farewell Princess Zhaoyang and Princess Chaoan."

The people also knelt down. Many people had heard of Princess Zhaoyang's fame, but now, Princess Chaoan's fame was greater than Princess Zhaoyang's.

"Is this Princess Chao'an the same Princess Chao'an who discovered those three crops and produced a yield of one to two thousand kilograms per acre?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I heard from my relatives in the capital that Princess Chao'an handed over hundreds of thousands of kilograms of three crops to the court last year. With only a dozen or twenty kilograms of crops per acre, one can harvest one or two thousand kilograms."

"What? You're not bragging, are you? Planting a dozen kilograms of crops per acre of land can yield more than a thousand kilograms of crops. How many times the yield is that?"

"Let me do the math..."

The person next to him counted on his fingers for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

"A hundred times."

"The yield is five or six times higher than that of rice. I heard from someone in my clan that the imperial court has issued a notice that it will be promoted throughout Daxia in three to five years. Jiangnan and Chu are the first places to plant it..."

"That's really nice."

"Is that harvest really that high? It's not a lie, is it?"

Some people had heard about this, but they only knew a little. Now, listening to the people talking about it, they were extremely excited.

One mu of land can yield thousands of kilograms of harvest, which is really great news for countless people. Some families only have a few mu of land, and some have one mu of land. After paying taxes on the rice, it is not enough for the family to eat. Even if they reclaim wasteland to grow vegetables or other food, they will still go hungry all year round. If they encounter a year with a bad harvest, some families can only sell their children, or starve to death...

"If that's the case, then we are saved. We will never starve to death again."

"My son, if you could live till now, there would be hope..."

"Mom, why don't you wait a little longer? We have hope now. We don't have to worry about starving to death..."

"We finally have hope for the future."

Many people were also very upset when they heard the cries. Most of them were ordinary people who had experienced this or had relatives who had experienced this, and had lost their loved ones...

"Master, Princess Zhaoyang won't see us. Should we continue to wait?" Mrs. Jiang was a little unhappy. Her husband was the governor of Jiangnan County, but she didn't expect that when Princess Zhaoyang and Princess Chao'an came, he would not even get out of the carriage or meet them.

They had been standing in the cold wind for two hours, and she felt her face was almost numb from the cold.

"Let's go outside the palace. After the princess and the county lady have rested, we will continue to ask for an audience."

Governor Jiang was not so respectful to Prince Chen. He knew a little about the events of more than ten years ago, but Princess Zhaoyang was different from Prince Chen. Princess Zhaoyang was the emperor's biological sister and a female general of Daxia. Moreover, she had an army of a thousand soldiers and four counties.