My Open Life [Quick Transmigration]

Who is Xing Hui, a bone spirit in the workplace.Still can't handle a little kid?So what if you didn't raise it yourself?She can also teach very well, is very sensible, very filial.This is a world where filial piety is the most important thing. As long as she does not treat Jia Lian badly, even when she gets old, Jia Lian will not dare to be unfilial to her.

Jia Amnesty took Xing Feng directly to the field to watch the rice grow, and Master Liu Wen also followed. Master Liu didn't really believe that this was a new seed, and there were other benefits.But it didn't prevent him from encouraging Jia She to treat this matter as a big one.Everyone knows the reason....He just needs to ensure that Jia Amnesty will not do any bad things while in office.Let him do the rest, this matter may not come true, but it can make Mr. Jia have something to do, not boring.

Mr. Liu stood on the ridge of the field and took a look. It seemed to be pretty good. The ears of rice were heavy, and they seemed to be plump after touching some.At least it was a good harvest.

"My lord, it should be ready to harvest in a while!" Master Liu knew nothing about this and had to ask the county magistrate who was half a bucket of water.

"Well, it will be harvested in half a month. The master must come to help when the time comes."

"that's for sure."

Jia Amnesty turned around a few times, then stretched out his hand to grab an ear of rice and looked at it.

Time flies, half a month later, Jia She brought his family and master to Zhuangzi.

In the field hole in the lower part, the rice is ripe, golden and golden, as if someone has spread a thick layer of gold on the ground; the autumn waves shake the rice, making the heavy ears of rice fluctuate rhythmically, as if the golden mountain is sliding , The sound of wind and rice waves is like a moving movement.

Everyone in the field has already started harvesting, and the heavy ears of rice are bending over. As long as there is a bumper harvest, the farmers are generally in a good mood.

Jia Amnesty went to the fields to harvest in person.He moves the slowest alone, cutting slowly behind.Jia She, carrying a small basket, followed behind to pick up the ears of rice that fell in the field.For the first time, he will be regarded as a man. He is extremely serious about picking rice ears, walking crookedly in the field, and there are many rice ears in a small basket.Jia Lian didn't cry tired, didn't cry bitterly, followed the adults to do things, and didn't come up to rest for half a day, which really impressed Mr. Liu. It was the first time he saw a child born in a noble family at such a young age. In this way, it shows that he was well educated by his parents.As long as you don't grow crooked in the future, you will be promising.

"Lian'er, come up. Mother will pick you up for lunch." When it was time for dinner, Xing Hui came to pick up the child in person, as for the other one, forget it!

Master Liu is in charge of registering the output today.He stood by the field and counted one load after another.

Mr. Liu was also infected with the joy of the harvest. Although he didn't cultivate the farmland, he basically knew how much output one mu of land produced.

On the official road from Jizhou to the capital, a young man in green clothes rode a fast horse with a burden on his back and galloped all the way.Running tirelessly all the way, he came to Master Zhang Zhiyuan's mansion in the capital city.

Xizi, the little servant in Tsing Yi, is Jia Amnesty's servant, and he is waiting for Master Zhang's call with his burden on his back.

"Little Xizi, please pay my respects to Mr. Zhang. This is the urgent letter and notebook sent by my master. And this is the ears of rice in the package." Xizi bent down respectfully and handed over the letter and other things.

Master Zhang tore open the letter and read it.The contents of the letter made him jealous of his son-in-law's good fortune.He took the burden and examined it carefully.

He ordered the housekeeper to take Xizi down to rest, and to write back to Jia Amnesty after he went to court tomorrow.

When he went to court the next day, Mr. Zhang came up with a bundle, his steps were light, and his joy was beyond words.

Above the main hall, the sage sat majestically on the dragon seat, looking down at the courtiers below.A high-pitched voice sounded, "The ministers have something to say, and nothing to do."

"My minister has a report, my minister congratulates the emperor, congratulates the emperor..." Mr. Zhang walked out from the group of ministers.And present the ears of rice in bamboo baskets.

The sage was overjoyed when he heard the words, and took the ears of rice brought up by the eunuch, his eyes glowed, "God bless the Great Zhou, God bless the Great Zhou." The sage laughed happily in the Golden Luan Hall.

It was time for the ministers to flatter, and they congratulated in unison, "The sage is wise, God bless the Zhou Dynasty, and the real dragon descends to the earth...." At this time, the eloquence and literary talent of the literati were brought into full play.

The sages in the Dangdian hall carefully read the memorial presented by Jia She and the request for the sages to name the new rice seeds.

The sage's sense of pride arises spontaneously. He has always wanted to be a good emperor who will be famous through the ages. Isn't he working hard and conscientiously to become a king through the ages?If he names this high-yielding rice variety, his name will be firmly remembered by those who follow.

The saint's laughter resounded in the Golden Luan Hall, "Hahahahahaha." The saint laughed again in the hall, he had to go back and think carefully.

"Zhang Aiqing, what Jia Enhou, the first-class general, has done for Dazhou this time is a major event that benefits the country and the people. Think for me, how to reward him." The saint asked Master Zhang in a good mood.

Zhang Yuanzhi knew that his opinion was not important, so he replied with a smile, "Reporting to the emperor, I believe that these things are the duty of the Marquis Jia Enhou as a subject, even if you don't reward him, it doesn't matter. It is already very generous to Jia Enhou's family, if the emperor really wants to reward, he can also reward some fields or gold and silver..." Zhang Yuanzhi will not ask for other rewards for Jia Amnesty, he can't do it.

"Zhang Aiqing, I know you are avoiding suspicion. What you said must be rewarded. Marquis Jia Enhou has made contributions to Sheji this time, and I want to reward him heavily... I will personally draw up an edict to make Marquis Jia Enhou the Marquis of Rongguo.... "The saint greatly appreciated Jia Enhou's performance this time. The saint felt that Jia Enhou was not outstanding in other aspects. It doesn't matter. He is loyal to the emperor, and he cares about the emperor. He relieves the emperor's worries and is honest. Great talent, not meddling in military affairs, saints are very taboo, honorable sons who have made military achievements, too much and too much involvement in military affairs.However, he felt more at ease when the nobles took part in military affairs after a generation or two.

Jia Enhou is quite good at doing things, please name the rice seeds yourself, after the rice seeds are dried, you should report to me as soon as possible, not their nobles and families, otherwise all you will leave me are bones The disposal is still waiting for Zhen to send someone to accept it, and carefully prepared a record of various planting details. Such courtiers are real courtiers. It doesn't matter if they don't have great skills, as long as they do things honestly.