With the system traveling through time, the queen always becomes a mother painlessly

As she thought about it, some memories of last night came to Fang Anya's mind.

As if in a daze, she felt uncomfortable sleeping on her stomach, so she climbed onto the bed and hugged him as a pillow to sleep.

Looking at the man who still had his eyes closed, she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was the first one to wake up.

Otherwise, if he woke up first and saw her sleeping on the bed with her head resting on his arm, he would think she was a female hooligan!

Fang Anya got out of bed with a red face.

After washing up, she prepared to go to the cafeteria to bring some porridge to Qianshan.

She would go to class after breakfast and had no time to take care of him. Besides, she couldn't let other people know that he was in her room, nor could she trouble others to send him things.

After Fang Anya opened the door and went out, the man on the bed opened his eyes.

He tilted his head, his inky eyes staring at his left arm.

After a long moment, he withdrew his gaze. When he stood up, he moved his weak arms. Then, he took out two banknotes from his pocket, put them on the table, and flew away.

When Fang Anya came in with the porridge and saw the empty bed, the light in her eyes disappeared instantly.

She murmured with a look of disappointment: "Why did he just leave like this without even saying goodbye?"

She walked to the table with the porridge and saw the silver bills on the table.

Two pieces, totaling two hundred taels of silver.

Her shoulders drooped instantly, and a faint sadness surged in her heart. All the beautiful fantasies in her heart seemed to be shattered at this moment.

She had only given him some golden wound medicine last night, and didn't need so many silver notes at all.

He gave her so many banknotes, didn't he want to have anything to do with her in the future?

He was in the palace and she was in the charity hall. If he hadn't had an accident, they would not have met last night.

I’m afraid we won’t see each other again in the future.

Fang Anya's heart suddenly felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over it. It was a hot summer day, but she felt so cold that she was shivering.

It was getting late, and she didn't have much time to feel sad. She could only lock the banknotes in the cabinet, have breakfast in the cafeteria, and go to the classroom for class.

……

After more than ten days of autumn harvest, Nan Yan had people plant 50 acres of wheat and harvested a total of 10,400 kilograms, which means a yield of more than 200 kilograms per acre.

After paying 40% of the tax, the remaining 6,240 kilograms of grain were all placed in the warehouse.

When he heard that the land at the charity hall produced more than 200 kilograms per acre, the Minister of Revenue couldn't help but gasp.

The yield per mu here is generally around 160 to 170 kilograms, and the lowest is several dozen kilograms.

The land that the Queen Mother had people cultivate was the most productive he had ever heard of.

There is no way, the land here is barren and people don't know how to apply fertilizer, so the yield can only be this much.

The Minister of Revenue hurried to the Ministry of Agriculture.

Sinongsi is a department of Dashang that specializes in planting research. It has been committed to researching new crops and how to increase per-acre yields.

"Grand Minister of Agriculture, the Minister of Revenue is here."

The Minister of Agriculture was reading a newly acquired agricultural book when he was suddenly interrupted. He couldn't help but frown.

After a moment, he placed a leaf between the pages he was reading and carefully placed the book on the table.

When he arrived at the front yard, he walked straight in and sat on a chair. After taking a sip of tea, he spoke in a calm tone, "What's the matter?"

The Minister of Revenue and the Minister of Agriculture have been good friends for many years.

He also knew that his friend would forget to eat and sleep when he was serious, and he might have disturbed him, which led to such an expression.

Looking at the man with a frown and a serious face, an idea suddenly came to the Minister of Revenue's mind.

He wants to tease this old man!

"I have brought you a big surprise today."

"What big surprise?" The Minister of Agriculture glanced at him and said calmly, "This year's harvest is good, and the grain delivered is more than last year?"

The Minister of Revenue shook his head in a pretentious manner.

"This year, the weather has been good, so naturally there is more food than last year. This is not a surprise."

The Minister of Agriculture pursed his lips tightly, glanced at him, and made a gesture to leave.

Seeing that he couldn't help being amused, the Minister of Revenue stood up and quickly pushed him to sit on the chair, "Hey, hey, hey, don't worry, I'll tell you right away."

Finally, he muttered quietly, "You are as irresistible as ever."

The Grand Minister of Agriculture had a stern face and said nothing.

The Minister of Revenue sighed and said, "When the Queen had the charity hall built last year, didn't she buy sixty acres of land next to it? At the beginning of this spring, she hired people to plant fifty acres of wheat. Now the wheat has been harvested, and the taxes have been paid as required..."

The Minister of Agriculture interrupted him impatiently, "So, you mean to say that the Queen is selfless? It's not surprising that the Queen, a woman who has devoted herself to the country and the people, would do this."

Generally, the private property of the emperor and empress is not subject to tax.

It's rare to hear the Minister of Agriculture praise someone.

The Minister of Agriculture was an honest man who worked diligently in his position. His lifelong dream was to find more edible and growable food so that everyone could have enough to eat.

He was extremely impressed by the fact that the Queen helped draw the blueprint of the dam and built a charity hall to shelter beggars.

In his heart, the queen is on par with the emperor.

The Minister of Revenue did not say any more nonsense and said directly: "The crops that the Queen had people grow have a yield of more than 200 kilograms per mu."

"what?"

The Grand Minister of Agriculture finally changed his expression, stood up excitedly and grabbed the Minister of Revenue's arm.

"What's the yield per acre?"

He thought there was something wrong with his ears.

Even the wheat planted by their Agriculture Department only yields over 180 kilograms per mu this year.

The Minister of Revenue cried out in pain, "Ah, it hurts, it hurts, please let go."

The Grand Minister of Agriculture loosened his grip a little, and then hurriedly urged, "Say what you just said again."

"You heard it right. The yield per mu is more than 200 kilograms."

"really?"

"Can I still lie to you about such an important matter?"

The Minister of Agriculture shook off his arm and said, "I will go to the palace to ask the Queen for advice."

"Oh..." By the time the Minister of Revenue reacted, the Grand Minister of Agriculture had already walked a long way away.

The Grand Minister of Agriculture rode into the palace without stopping, urging the carriage to go faster all the way.

After entering the palace, he trotted all the way to the imperial study.

"Hu...Hu..." Because he ran too fast, when he arrived at the door of the imperial study, he was hunched over and breathing heavily.

"Grand Minister, are you okay?"

Apart from matters related to agriculture, the Minister of Agriculture was usually a very calm and self-controlled person. Wang Dequan had never seen him like this before and could not help but feel a little worried.

"No, it's alright..." The Grand Minister of Agriculture waved his hand, "Please... oops... Eunuch Wang, please inform him that I want to see the Emperor."

When Wang Dequan came out of the imperial study, the Grand Minister of Agriculture had recovered and returned to normal.

"Grand Minister, please come in!"

The Grand Minister of Agriculture walked in.

"I am here to see you, Your Majesty."

"Grand Minister of Agriculture, what's the matter?"

On weekdays, the Grand Minister of Agriculture did not need to attend court, and would not enter the palace unless it was necessary.