In the season when the ears of rice are the heaviest, the sun is not so harsh, and the air is still cool with dew before noon.

Xiao Fang sat on the ridge of the field, looking at the farmers not far away who were stopped by the forbidden army, and they were looking at him through a row of forbidden soldiers.

In the past, he was the one who watched the people inside from the outside of the encirclement, but now he was the one being watched for the first time, and he was a little uncomfortable.

His fingers wiped the blade of the sickle, blunt.

I also know that no one dared to give him a sickle with a real blade, but this kind of sickle cuts the rice of the fart, it is better to pull it out quickly.

I also know that this day in previous years is just a formality. For such a simple matter, the little emperor still refuses to put in a little effort. No wonder he has such a delicate skin and tender flesh.

Thin skin and tender meat are still a trivial matter. Now it seems that agriculture is the last pillar of Da Tan, and it looks like it will be wiped out.

Unable to communicate with others, he directly went to General Huaihua who was not well-known—either give him a new one, or find him a millstone, can't he grind it by himself?

People who practice martial arts are happier than others.

Ji Yunqi only asked if he would use it, and after getting an affirmative answer, he immediately went to help him find the sickle.

This made him feel that Ji Yunqi was the best at the critical moment, and the contact during this period gradually cured his protagonist phobia.

Who would give up a stable life if they were not driven to a corner?

When he was bored, he looked around, and all the civil and military officials who accompanied him changed their clothes or picked farm tools under the service of his servants.

As the emperor, he went to the fields himself, and no one dared to be lazy.

Today is the day of the Jitian ceremony. In front of them, this is a specially developed first farmland. There are special personnel to take care of it on weekdays, but with careful care, the yield of this field is not much better than what they saw on the road before.

He sat on the ridge of the field, twirled the hard soil under his feet, and touched a handful of fluffy ears of rice, which were quite empty. He sighed in his heart——if there are good rice seeds and fertilizers, and it grows like the one in my grandfather’s field, I guess Can feed several families.

But he doesn't know how to cultivate rice seeds. Even if someone is willing to work hard, it will take hundreds of years and thousands of years, even if Grandpa Yuan is passed through...

Xiao Fang suddenly got excited and touched his sleeve.

Although Grandpa Yuan can't make it through, the rice seeds and fertilizers can still make it through!

Why had he never thought of this before, even if he delivered a bag a day, he would be able to accumulate enough seeds before next year's spring plowing!

It turns out that this garbage portable space, there are times when it is not so garbage!

This thought made the blood in his whole body roll, and he didn't even have time to regret why he had been salty for so long, so he never thought of making good use of the hole in his sleeve.

He scratched his head, wishing he could find a piece of paper and write a letter to his father right away, no, no, he also wanted to know about the climate here, so that his father could ask grandpa what kind of rice to choose.

Then buy him a few books on rice planting techniques and send them over!Everything is done!

He was overjoyed and wished he could find someone to share with him right away, when he saw Xiaoyuan trotting towards him.

"Madoka, let me tell you..."

"Your Majesty, let's talk about something later," Xiaoyuan motioned to him to the other side of the ridge, "The queen mother is also here."

It was a pillow when I was dozing off.

Xiao Fang strode over and was about to call his mother, but he saw not only the queen mother, but also the concubine Yingying, Yanyan, and concubines who came behind, all wearing neat short clothes.

A group of five people walked with the wind, rustling and beautiful, and instantly became the most dazzling scenery.

The dragon and phoenix flags that could not be unfurled on the ridge were left far away, and only Concubine Xiao, who followed the Queen Mother, held a flag in person, with something painted on it that even Xiao Fang could not understand.

Xiao Fang greeted him in a daze: "Queen Mother, what are you doing here?"

"Don't call me the Queen Mother, it sounds disgusting," the Queen Mother pointed behind her: "I'll bring my sisters along to help you."

"This is not very good, anyway, they are all from the harem, so they ran outside..."

"There are not many things to do, and there are quite a lot of rules," the Queen Mother disdainfully said: "The girls are all good-looking, bored in the harem, and we are tired of playing cards. Pulling out the flag today is not only for Let the next field be seen."

Xiao Fang heard this wrong: "What flag? What else are you planning to do?"

"What are you doing? I'll tell you later, we sisters raise money by ourselves, you don't need to worry about it," the queen mother motioned to Concubine Xiao to unfold the flag for Xiao Fang to see: "We have been thinking about it for a few days, and from today onwards, Our combination is called the 'Chicken Pecking Rice' team!"

Xiao Fang almost recited it in one breath, and looked at the flag carefully. It was indeed painted with the masterpiece of "Zhu Zhishan" - Chicken Pecking Rice.

"This...name..."

The Empress Dowager turned to her back and introduced them one by one: "Concubine Xiao, Concubine Ji, Concubine Zhuo, Concubine Mi, how are you?"

Although the four girls behind her were concubines, they looked about 27 or [-] years old. Except for Concubine Xiao who was more stable, the other three laughed together.

Xiao Fang had nothing to say: "...very good."

The old lady has always been a straight-hearted person who wants to do whatever she wants, whether she is reliable or not is not something she can control, and she doesn't care about whether she pecks rice or not when she smiles, so she pulls the queen mother aside, muttering and biting her ear.

"Send rice seeds over here? Okay!" The queen mother was also enlightened. She didn't write fantasy time travel themes, but she didn't expect that this street stall could be used in this way.

"The quota is one thousand per day. According to this, there are still a lot of things that can be delivered." She was eager to try: "Let's go back and draw up a list so that your father can buy them one by one."

"Mom, take it easy." Xiao Fang was so frightened that his liver trembled: "The wool comes from the sheep, and I have to pay the money."

"Promise, don't worry, as long as you don't act foolishly, you will earn back sooner or later, at worst, your father and I will subsidize you, don't think so much, just have fun."

The queen mother pushed Xiao Fang to turn around and look in another direction.

Ji Yunqi stood in the distance with a sickle, and didn't come to disturb their whispering, but just nodded slightly when he met Xiao Fang's eyes.

Although the sickle in his hand was not commensurate with his elegant and awe-inspiring temperament, this man was standing in the golden waves of wheat tumbling with the wind, his clothes were fluttering, his eyes were picturesque, and he was wearing a smile that was both familiar and familiar. strangeness.

Xiao Fang couldn't recover from this gaze for a moment.

"Go, Ji Tianli is about to start."

The Empress Dowager pushed him forward a few steps, and stopped him from behind: "Xiao Fang."

Xiao Fang was still in a daze with that smile, and turned around in a daze.

"Xiao Fang, there are some people who should let go when they're almost done, and they can't live forever. Now that they've come here, they simply let go and play happily. There are thousands of good people in the world, why hang yourself on a tree, you see That season..."

"Mom!" Xiao Fang hurriedly stopped the Queen Mother's words.

He knew that the way he looked at Ji Yunqi was indeed a little different, and he didn't want to hear his wife point it out.

But whether it was about Ji Ling or Ji Yunqi, he didn't want to say much, so he waved his hands hastily: "Don't talk nonsense, I know my own affairs."

He knew that his mother was worried about his affairs, but he couldn't randomly pull people to be innocent substitutes.

Although sometimes he does feel that Ji Yunqi's demeanor is nostalgic, but people have made it clear that there is already someone he likes, so there is no need for him to get in the way.

Besides, he is not sure, this era does not allow crispy duck literature.

Besides, taking a ten thousand step back, even if it was a crispy duck, even if he really wanted to find someone to replace Ji Ling, it didn't have to be Ji Yunqi.

"Your Majesty," Ji Yunqi didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he walked quickly and handed over the sickle: "The blade is sharp, please be careful."

Xiao Fang snatched the sickle, turned around and left without making a sound, and if he said a few more words, who knows what the old lady will be thinking.

He has no interest in winning love with a sword, even if he jumped from here, even if he died of drought, he would not like Ji Yunqi.

It's not that there are no other people to choose from, not to mention the far ones, the nearest ones...

Under Xiaoyuan's guidance, he walked towards the middle of the field along the ridge, when he saw a person squatting on the ground with his back facing him, not knowing what he was doing.

Xu Shi heard the sound of footsteps behind him, the man turned his face, saw him, leaned forward, and kneeled uprightly: "I have seen the emperor."

"Fan Shangshu?"

That person was Fan Shengyu, even though he knew he was going to the ground, he was still wearing a coquettish and eye-catching white dress. Because he was squatting on the ground, the hem of the white dress was already covered with mud.

The other party turned sideways like this, Xiao Fang saw that a small soil bag was piled up on the ground in front of Fan Shengyu, and Fan Shengyu broke off an ear of rice and stuck it on the soil bag.

Even if you don't know the customs and etiquette here, you can probably sense something wrong just by looking at this unlucky dirt bag.

"Fan Shangshu, this is..."

"It's just an old friend." Fan Shengyu got up, patted the soil on his knees, followed his gaze, and looked at the soil bag on the ground: "I wonder if the emperor still remembers Qin Huai?"

Xiao Fang, the blamer, was instantly sluggish.

Without waiting for him to get into the act, Fan Shengyu relieved him expressionlessly: "The emperor bumped his head a few days ago, and he must have forgotten it."

"Ah, Qin Qinhuai, isn't that the one, I remember," Xiao Fang forced his respect: "Isn't he just..."

Fan Shengyu didn't make things difficult for him, and nodded lightly: "Yes, when I was demoted to Chenjia Village, Qin Huai argued for me, and was also dismissed and kicked out of the capital."

Xiao Fang was dumbfounded.

But Fan Shengyu's heartbreaking words were not over yet: "Later, I heard that he was halfway out of Beijing when he encountered robbers blocking the road. It was exactly four years ago today."

Xiao Fang had no choice but to run away again.

He knew that he shouldn't take the blame for the former little emperor, but in the face of such a living reality, he still couldn't accept it.

Xiaoyuan said all his mother's bastard words, nothing before and after has nothing to do with him, what is just a trip, he thought of the lonely bag in front of Fan Shengyu, the ear of rice that looked like a blessing for the people's safety , The nose is sore and uncomfortable.

Although escaping is shameful but effective, Xiao Fang really wants to go back this time, he doesn't know what will be waiting for him in the future.

"emperor?"

Someone called him from behind, Xiao Fang was still staring blankly at his shadow on the ground, didn't realize it for a while, until the man walked a few steps quickly, passed him, stood on the edge of the field and called "Your Majesty" again, he was like a dream Waking up.

"General Ji..."

Ji Yunqi was in charge of the guard this time, and he did not go to the field in person, but saw Xiao Fang and Fan Shengyu say something, and they staggered when they left, so they came over to take a look, but unexpectedly saw Xiao Fang's face was depressed, and even the corners of his eyes were red of.

"My lord, what happened?"

Being seen embarrassed, Xiao Fang was a little embarrassed, but when he saw Ji Yunqi and heard this question that touched his heart, he didn't know whether he felt aggrieved or relieved.

He wants to talk to people.

Anyway, Ji Yunqi had seen all kinds of weird things about him before, so he didn't ask much, and was very calm. When he talked about something with Ji Yunqi now, he didn't even have to find an excuse to pretend to bump his head, and he was much more comfortable than being with other people.

Xiao Fang looked down at his hand clenched with the sickle, and could sense the other party's silently waiting eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Does General Ji know about Qin Huai?"

"I know." Ji Yunqi turned his face to look at Fan Shengyu who had already started to work in the fields, and he could probably guess what happened in his heart: "Did Fan Shangshu mention it to you?"

After Xiao Fang got such a clear answer, he was silent for a long time before nodding his head and answering: "Fan Shangshu said that when he went to Chenjiacun, Qin Huai spoke for him and was demoted from Beijing..."

"That's true."

Xiao Fang stopped talking, and he didn't need to check with Ji Yunqi, he also knew that Fan Shengyu couldn't be a person who made false statements.

"Fan Shangshu had a bad relationship with Qin Huai back then, so many people in the court did not understand why Qin Huai became so angry."

"Hmm..." Xiao Fang muffled a muffled response, before reflexively asking, "Don't deal with it?"

"Yes, especially Fan Shangshu, when he sees Qin Huai, his temper becomes very bad."

Xiao Fang didn't understand, he couldn't see the bad relationship between these two people.

"But... just now Fan Shangshu was erecting a grave for Qin Huai... and said that Qin Huai met robbers when he left Beijing four years ago today..."

Ji Yunqi turned his face sideways, suppressed a smile, and didn't answer his words for a while.

Xiao Fang couldn't help asking: "What's the matter, is he lying?"

"I'm not lying," Ji Yunqi coughed softly, "Qin Huai did encounter robbers after leaving Beijing, but he didn't die."

"Not dead? Then..."

"Then he became the head of the village on the mountain."

Xiao Fang was dumbfounded.

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