The story of the salted fish concubine raising cubs in Qing Dynasty

The ears of wheat in the field are from green to yellow, Mingxuan basically records it every day, and even asks Rourou to help draw the observation diary every day.

Bending over the heavy ears of wheat is very healing.So Kangxi came around when he had nothing to do.

It's just that Ming Xuan is very busy every day, and when she doesn't like it, she pretends not to see him.

Before the wheat was ripe, Mingxuan had already grown seedlings, ready to plant rice on the side.After the old scalper dug the land over and over again, Ming Xuan went to find Kangxi.

The place where rice is grown is much larger than the wheat field, and outside the hall where Mingxuan lives, it can almost run through the entire Changchun Garden.It is impossible for Kangxi to bring his son to the clock by himself. This is not something they can do in a year or two.

But seeing that the imperial concubine has grown so many seedlings herself, it's just because the female relatives can't take off their shoes and come to the field for help.Kangxi couldn't refuse, so Zhang Tingyu, who was reading the scriptures to Kangxi, suggested that all civil and military officials should come to cultivate the land.

I especially emphasize that my father's body is extremely strong, and it hurts a lot to beat someone.

"Ting Yu!" Kangxi shook his head amusedly, and then made an order.It is especially emphasized that it was proposed by Zhang Tingyu and Zhang Shilang.

All the officials who have seen the wheat fields planted by the imperial concubine already knew that the imperial concubine is very good at planting, but let their old arms and legs go to the ground to plant rice seedlings by themselves...

It is said that the old ministers that Zhang Tingyu met on the road during this time did not look at him very friendly.

Ming Xuan drew out her requirements, inserted a few lines, and clearly showed how many plants to plant in each line. Deep ditches were dug in the middle of each field.

Ming Xuan's pictures were neat and tidy, but it was not so pleasant when they were in the hands of the ministers.

Although every piece of land has hands-on teaching from old farmers.

But even though he didn't dare to complain, no one dared to be lazy because the king of Zhijun and the crown prince practiced in front.But... There are more than one or two old ministers who fell to the ground after planting.

"When you are old, you have to obey the old, do you still think of yourself as a young man?" Mingxuan complained while boiling the pot in the room, and added a chopstick to Kangxi to boil the mutton.

Kangxi took a deep breath, he didn't want to discuss the issue of aging with her at all, so he started to eat mutton.

Because the imperial concubine asked for more, the fresh and tender lamb meat had to be frozen first, then cut into slices as thin as cicada's wings, and boiled in the pot for a short time to eat.

If it is winter, it is not difficult to freeze mutton, but in the seasons of late spring and early summer, although ice can be made now, the ice made is not edible, and the clean ice collected in winter is still used for worship in the palace. It also needs to be frozen here for a day or two. For this reason, if you want to eat a fresh mutton pot, it will take some time.

Kangxi didn't mind Mingxuan's occasional extravagance.After all, Mingxuan's so-called extravagance was frugal enough compared to other concubines.

"These people are also pitiful. The burden of the whole family is on their shoulders. If they can't carry it, their children and grandchildren will be lost. Poor! But they still don't take good care of themselves. They all have big bellies and bent waists. I can't go on." Ming Xuan muttered in a low voice when she heard that even Fuquan couldn't bear it anymore.

Kangxi nodded in agreement when he heard the words, Baotai couldn't support him no matter how much he supported himself, if he didn't help him in the future, wouldn't he be in decline?

Besides, Kangxi felt that he was younger in spirit than other people.

But then there was a sense of pride, at least I didn't worry about having no successors.Today, Baoqing and Baocheng took the initiative to go to the field for him.

Seeing that Kangxi was still silent, Mingxuan stopped talking about this topic, it's okay to mention it occasionally.Let him always remember that he still has a big son like Baocheng who can inherit the family business, don't have nothing to do, always find fault with Baocheng.

"You eat too!" Kangxi didn't have much appetite, and after a few mouthfuls, he stopped. Seeing Mingxuan's delicious food, he gave her a chopstick and said, "Why have you been eating all these years?" not fat?"

Ming Xuan paused, without raising her head, and continued to eat and drink.

"I found that I don't have much to say to other people now. Fortunately, I have you, so I can still talk to me." Kangxi didn't eat, so he wanted to talk.

But Mingxuan didn't think so, she didn't have much to say with Kangxi.

"Why is the emperor short of someone to talk to? Are there still few brightly colored concubines in the palace?" But he still put down his chopsticks and looked up at Kangxi. Although he had a normal face when he was young, Kangxi's figure was absolutely amazing. Now...even though It is maintained well, after all, there is no point of attracting myself.

Kangxi laughed loudly when he heard the words: "You are so old, are you still jealous of the young man?"

Ming Xuan hurriedly lowered her head, because she was afraid of being rebellious against this face, she picked up her chopsticks and said in a muffled voice, "Your Majesty, you are overthinking, if you are full, go out and cheer everyone up, and strive for today's Just plant the land."

"Hurry up and eat, let's go together later." Kangxi leaned back, looked at the sun outside, and didn't really want to go out.

The land here for the imperial concubine can't be planted all over. Kangxi thinks that more people should be arranged for her, so that she won't have to find herself to work all the time.

After Mingxuan finished eating, she washed up again, changed into tasteless clothes, and then came out slowly stepping on her embroidered shoes and following Kangxi.

As for another advantage of moving to the garden, Mingxuan thinks that except for formal occasions, she doesn't need to wear flowerpot bottoms. Everyone knows that the imperial concubine is kind-hearted and works hard for the people. No one who doesn't have eyes dares to find fault.

In fact, the first time I heard Yinzhen say that the people outside praised her, Mingxuan was a little embarrassed. After all, she was really not a kind person, but she needed this reputation, so she could only pretend to be a matter of course. , but actually panicked in my heart.

I also want to do more in my heart.

Looking at the hard work of the courtiers in farming, Kangxi was impassioned and wrote a few poems, eloquently expressing that the Qing Dynasty had such beautiful sons and such virtuous and good ministers that it could prosper day by day.

There were even tears in the emotional part.

Ming Xuan twitched the corners of her mouth, and when Kangxi mentioned herself, she lowered her head and pretended to be shy and slipped away.

In fact, it is a good meaning for all officials to go to the fields. In fact, they can't do much, and most of them are done quickly by helping the farmers who teach.

But after they left, there was an endless stream of praises for the emperor, the prince, the imperial concubine and the Zhijun king.In Nabuqi's words, everyone knows that the emperor loves the people like a son, the imperial concubine has a bodhisattva heart, and the prince is an excellent prince who is dedicated to the people.

After Mingxuan and the others left, they directly poured the finger-long fish fry that Yinzhen had helped to prepare into the ditch that had already been dug, and let them wander wantonly in the rice field.

"If you have an idea, give it a try. Fish eat rotten grass, and feces can be used as feed to nourish the rice." Ming Xuan explained when faced with Kangxi's doubts.

Although Kangxi felt that it was not feasible, Mingxuan only said that he would try, but he still did not refuse, and he did not expect Mingxuan to be able to grow a large amount of grain at one time.

After more than a month, the wheat was fully ripe. After a few private visits on Weibo, Kangxi, who was full of joy, personally issued an order to invite a hundred ordinary farmers to Changchun Garden to harvest wheat with him.

"No! Hundreds of people are standing here, including important court officials, is there any room for me to set foot here?" Ming Xuan immediately became irritable when she heard this.

Seeing this, Yinfeng had people hasten to fence off the places that cannot be stepped on with wooden railings.

Even so, Mingxuan was still not that happy, and told Kangxi directly that she was going to see Gungun. Kangxi knew he was wrong, so he agreed to let Yinzhen escort her and Rourou to Zhuangzi to rest for two days.

But what made Yinreng unhappy was that Kangxi ordered Ma Lantai to be his bodyguard.

After Mingxuan left, Kangxi suddenly received a 'gift' from Concubine Zhao in the palace.

Yinzuo wrote a ten thousand character confession letter with blood...

"This bastard is trying to force me... Really think I can't kill him?" Kangxi trembled with anger as he held up the blood book.

Even if he committed such a serious crime, Kangxi didn't have the heart to kill his son, nor did he sweep his title to the end.I just keep him in circles, planning to spend ten or eight years. If he is honest, he may not be released, but... a blood book?

Yin Zuo has been weak since he was a child. Tong Jia had shed tears in front of Kangxi many times, worrying that his son would not grow up. Kangxi always remembered it.

Today's blood book, in Kangxi's heart, is unfilial!

Kangxi was very angry, but he was afraid that if he didn't respond, this idiot really killed himself, so he called him into the yard directly.

When Yin Zuo came in, the whole Changchun Garden was very lively, just because the output of the two mu of land planted by the imperial concubine was comparable to that of more than ten mu in the Huangzhuang. This large output not only shocked Kangxi, but also made the common people He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Kangxi.

The high yield of sweet potatoes and even corn made Kangxi ecstatic, but it was not as good as the joy in his heart at this time. If the yield of wheat could increase, it would be doubled or doubled. merit.

Kangxi, who was dizzy with ecstasy, saw Yinzuo, and his heart was not so angry. He even called him to his side and sighed: "Your parents are responsible for your body, Xiaoliu, you shouldn't!"

After finishing speaking, Yin Zuo knelt on the ground and wept in shame.

Simply because there are quite a few people crying with joy at this moment, ordinary people don't care much about the appearance of this emaciated prince, but the courtiers do feel a little bit in their hearts.

"My Majesty, can the peasants take a look at the rice fields?" Kangxi happily looked at the plump wheat that had been peeled off one by one, and wondered whether it was possible to promote it. At this time, a farmer asked anxiously.

He fled famine to the capital. When he was young, his family had a large paddy field. Although he was happy to see the harvest of wheat, he thought of the paddy fields that he passed by when he came in.

Kangxi put a grain of wheat in his mouth and nodded.The rise of rice is good. Kangxi also observed it and found that there were no dead seedlings due to fish farming, so he was relieved to let people look at it.

"The imperial concubine has a lot of ideas. If the planting is not good, everyone is welcome to correct me and give suggestions. She can still listen to it." Kangxi said as he walked.

Everyone hurriedly praised Ming Xuan.

Kangxi turned his head to look at Yinzuo who was still kneeling on the ground, sighed, and called him up to follow him, hoping that through what he saw today, he could understand that the Qing Dynasty would have developed well without him.

Yinzuo had just bled for a few days, followed Kangxi unsteadily, looked at Yinreng beside Kangxi, opened his mouth, although he still felt that he was not reconciled, but listening to the praises in his ears, he felt that he still blamed himself The luck is bad, and there is no good mother to plan for herself.

The prince's aunt can raise his prestige for him and make him admired by all people, but his biological aunt doesn't help him too much. After such a long time, he only thought of an idea of ​​bloodletting.

When they got to the rice fields, Baiguan and the farmers discovered that there were so many fish in the canals between the rice fields.Even in the rice fields, there are often fish wriggling.

Fish farming in rice fields?

Everyone was stunned, and many questions came to Kangxi at once.

Naturally, Kangxi used Mingxuan's words, and even bent down to grab a few fish from the net, and watched the fish jump happily.

Seeing that the rice fields are growing very well, not only Mingxuan, but even Kangxi naturally received everyone's praise.

Everyone praised him as an emperor through the ages, with a big heart, far superior to ordinary people.

But very soon, Yin Zuo, who imitated Kangxi and stooped to catch fish, was startled by the fish passing by his palm, slipped his feet and became dizzy, and fell into the ditch. He grabbed a piece of fabric in a panic and refused to let go, and Kangxi followed fell down.

"Is the emperor unconscious?" Ming Xuan, who was watching the three generations of Gun Gun happily gnawing bamboo, never thought that such an accident would happen.