You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

The two went to the Longevity Palace to accompany the queen mother for lunch. After the meal, Chu Fengyuan went to the imperial study to deal with political affairs, while Fu Huang was left by the queen mother to talk.

After the drought, the expenses in the harem became much more frugal. The empress dowager sympathized with the emperor, and even closed the opera garden. On weekdays, she just enjoys flowers, or goes to the temple to worship Buddha and pray for blessings.

Now that Fu Tian is back, it's rare to have a likable child to talk to, so the Queen Mother naturally wants to take the opportunity to keep him in the palace for a few days.

Fu Tian heard that the Queen Mother didn't even listen to her favorite storytelling, so she deliberately picked up interesting stories in Changliu County to tell her. Generally speaking, the trip to Changliu County went very smoothly, and Fu Huang deliberately picked out good ones. Said, after a while, the Queen Mother was amused.

After dinner was left in the afternoon, the queen mother vaguely remembered that the youngest son had brought something back, so she asked Mother Wang to bring the burden.

She smiled and said: "Fengzhang has been in the border for so many years, and I have never seen him send a letter to Qingyang during the war. Now that he has a sweetheart, he is more and more considerate."

With bright eyes, Fu Tian took the burden handed over by Wang Momo, and pursed his lips when he heard the queen mother's joke, blushing a little.

The queen mother looked at him, smiled and turned back to the dormitory, "You can see for yourself, the Ai family will go back to the dormitory to rest first."

Fu Huang sent her back with the package in his arms, and put the package on the table after the person left, and carefully unwrapped it. It was a limp ball inside, and he didn't know what it contained.

The burden cloth was untied, and there was a letter on the top, which was solemnly sealed with wax. Fu Tian opened it, and there were only two lines of writing on the letter paper, which he was familiar with, but it was much more formal than usual, " Miss you, do you miss me?"

And a sentence, "Wait for me to come back."

The handwriting on the letter paper is much restrained. Compared with the wild and unruly cursive script before, it is not difficult to see the seriousness of the writer. Although there are only two short sentences, it is like a piece of candy, sweet to the heart, even the smile on the corner of the mouth cannot be suppressed. down.

Fu Tian read the letter several times, then folded it carefully and put it aside. Along with the envelope, there was also a white wolf skin. The wolf skin had been tanned. It's not as soft as fox fur, but it's thick and warm. When you touch it with your palm, there's a kind of down-to-earth warmth.

After staying in the palace for one night, Fu Tian went back to the Hou's mansion first. The queen mother wanted to stay with him for two more days, but thinking that his mother was waiting at home, she changed her words and told him to come to the palace often.

Fu Tian returned to Kanglehou Mansion with the warm wolf skin in his arms.

When I came back, I went to see Fu Youqin first, the mother and son had dinner, and then told about the affairs of Changliu County before Fu Tian was sent back to rest.

Dai Fu spread the wolf fur brought back on the low couch by the window in the outer room. The wolf skin is not soft enough to be used as clothing, but it is thick and warm as a mattress. Fu Huang is used to reading on the low couch. Then simply spread it on the low couch.

It is already November at this time, although the weather is not as cold as last year, but the winter in the north is definitely not warm, Fu Tian changed into light clothes, Dai Fu put a heater by the window, and he leaned on the low couch read a book.

Fu Huang was leaning on the big pillow, rubbing the thick and plush leather mattress under his feet, and thinking of the person who delivered the mattress, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, and even the boring agricultural books became interesting.

After returning from Changliu County, Fu Huang also picked up a lot of agricultural books that he hadn't read before. Most of them explained some farming methods, and a few included some works on farmland water conservancy and farming equipment.

Nowadays, most of the rice planting methods are passed on by the farmers through word of mouth, passing on their own experience to future generations. Some people have compiled these experiences into books, but most people still rely on the experience passed down from generation to generation. Few people read books. Instead, Fu Tian discovered these books by accident, so he brought them back and read them slowly.

In fact, he was thinking about this problem when he was in Changliu County. The drought in his memory only ended in the eighth year of Pingchu, and the situation next year may be even more severe. However, his stockpile of grain has been reduced by more than half, and the national treasury has almost been emptied. , if the people want to get through this natural disaster safely, the only way is to find a way to make the rice survive in such bad weather and produce more food.

If the harvest is successful next year, then this natural disaster will be able to survive smoothly.

That's why he found a lot of agricultural books, trying to find a better way to grow rice from the experience of previous people.

Since the rice seeds presented by the old farmer can grow better than the previous rice seeds and produce more grain, he will also be able to breed better rice seeds than the current ones.

However, Fu Tian rummaged through these predecessors' books, but he couldn't find an effective method. Putting down the books in his hand, he sighed a little tiredly, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the longevity lock hanging on his chest.

The silver longevity lock still carried the warmth of his body. Fu Tian rubbed it unconsciously. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, jumped up from the low couch, ran into the inner room barefoot, and took the booklet left by his ancestors. Turned out again.

This booklet recorded a lot of things about the origin, and Fu Tian flipped through his memory, and saw that the first page said that the origin of the great demon can help other people of the same kind to open up their spiritual wisdom, or increase their cultivation base and so on.

As his fingers slid across that line, Fu Tian suddenly remembered that he had unconsciously caused a peony to sprout ahead of time. If... If he only used a little bit of original power, would it be possible to make these ordinary peonies grow? Rice seeds grow faster and better?

With his heart pounding, Fu Tian found an embroidery needle, opened the longevity lock, and took out the shell of the original fruit inside.

This was supposed to be a plump fruit, but now there is only a green jade-like shell left, but even so, it still possesses powerful power. It may not really make these rice seeds grow better.

Among the monster clan, if the spiritual intelligence is activated, one cannot kill at will, but if the spiritual intelligence is not activated, no matter whether it is a human being or a big monster of the same kind, it can be disposed of at will. If it is explained according to the rules followed by the monster clan, it can Called "fate".

Holding the "Green Jade" in the palm of his hand, Fu Tian put on his outer robe and hurried out. As long as he can control this speed well, he will be able to relieve the urgent need.

Hastily called the bearer to send him into the palace, and halfway through Fu Tian thought of finding a suitable reason, and made up a random reason to enter the palace and chat with the queen mother for a long time, before he found a chance to sneak into the imperial garden to meet the old elm tree .

Old Yushu hadn't seen him for a long time, and he was very happy to see him again. Fu Tian suppressed his inner excitement, and first conveyed his ancestors' expectations for him, and then carefully asked his own question when Old Yushu was obviously happy.

Although it is said that the Yaozu don't care about the same kind who have not developed spiritual wisdom, but Fu Tian was not sure if Old Yushu would care, so he was very nervous to ask.

"You want to use the power of the original source to make the rice grow better, but you don't want those rice to be enlightened?" Old Elm asked in surprise.

Fu Huang nodded and explained: "The weather has been dry for a long time, and the hoarded food is gradually being consumed. If there is no way to make the rice harvest smoothly, I am afraid that next year will be very sad."

Old Yushu pondered for a while and said: "You don't know how to control the power of the source, if you can take out Mu Dan's source, you can find a way to dilute the power."

Fu Tian was surprised, "Dilution?"

Old Yushu was also a little uncertain, "I only heard that if you devour the origin of the big monster, you can get the same cultivation level as it. Even if you just meet it once, you will get a lot of benefits."

Fu Tian was silent for a while when he heard the words, subconsciously rubbed the longevity lock around his neck, thanked the old elm tree after a while, then left the palace again, and hurried to Zhuangzi outside the city.

The steward at Zhuangzi didn't expect him to come over suddenly, and he was taken aback before welcoming him in respectfully.

This Zhuangzi was bought by the way after buying Fu Shuyue's dowry. The house is not exquisite, but it is passable.

Fu Huang asked the steward of Zhuangzi to vacate a yard for him, and asked him to prepare a lot of rice seeds and send them over. In order to facilitate his own experiments, he specially asked the steward to set up a warm tent in the middle of the yard. Imitating the paddy field, the field ridges and ditches have been reclaimed.

After everything was ready, Fu Tian sent the manager and servants away, and only said to the outside world that he had discovered a new breeding method and wanted to try it.

After confirming that everyone was gone, Fu Tian took off his heavy robe, rolled up the wide sleeves and tied them with a cloth belt, and went to the lake to bring a bucket of water, then took out the source and rinsed it quickly in the wooden bucket. shabu-shabu.

After hearing what Old Yushu said, he came up with this method, so he went to Zhuangzi to try it out.

Not knowing how to control this speed, he prepared to try a little bit, and rinsed the source in the bucket repeatedly, but found no change. Fu Tian nervously wrapped the rice seeds in breathable gauze, and hung them lightly on the ground. below the surface of the water.

A heater was lit in the tent, and it was very warm. If the power of origin can work, it should be able to germinate soon.

Fu Huang stared at the bucket with a fixed look, and after about three hours, when he fished out the rice seeds, he found that the husks of the rice had turned white.

Spread the rice seeds flat on the ground to dry, and then directly sow them in the small field reclaimed on the spot, sprinkle straw ash on the cover, Fu Huang clapped his hands, and rolled up his muddy trousers, his face and hands were dirty Xi didn't care about it, and took a pen to record it in the booklet, and then filled a bucket of water again, and soaked another batch of rice seeds according to the law.

The water sources and fields for the rice seeds are all the same, the only difference is the soaking time of the source in the water, which ranges from a moment to half an hour. Fu Tian made a record and was busy at night before finally planting all the rice seeds.

The steward of Zhuangzi waited tremblingly outside the yard, when his master suddenly came over and shut himself in the yard without saying anything, not even letting his servants in to serve him, the steward was afraid that something might happen to him inside.

Fu Tian's clothes were covered in mud and water. He had never been in the farmland before, and no matter how many books he read, he was only talking on paper. Now that he went to the field by himself, although he succeeded in sowing seeds, he almost turned himself into a mud monkey.

The steward choked up when he saw him like this, and wondered if he really came to try to grow rice seeds?

Seeing him standing in the cold wind with a lantern, Fu Tian smiled, and raised his hand to wrap his cotton robe tighter, "Why is the manager still here?"

The steward came to his senses, and hurried forward to show him the way ahead, "I saw that my boss hadn't come out yet, so I was a little worried, so I stayed here to guard."

Fu Huang nodded, said thank you, and put his cold hands into his sleeves, "It's okay, tomorrow I will ask someone to look at the heater in the tent and the rice fields. There are rice seeds in the fields, so don't freeze."

The steward sent the man back to the house to rest, and the waiter brought hot water and clean clothes.Fu Tian hurriedly took his clothes to wash, and the steward looked at his back and shook his head slightly. The young master is the young master. Although the idea is good, it is too impractical. How can anyone plant seeds in winter? With a heater, there is nowhere to plant the seedlings raised!