Plot It's Not About Me [Quick Transmigration]

Since the baby was born, the Ji family has been busy.

There will be a full moon after the third bath, so of course the full moon wine must be drunk.

When Bai Yi was confinement, Ji Tao's side had already started to go to the ceremony. The aristocratic family got married by themselves, and three matchmakers and six hires were indispensable. It would take almost half a year just to go to the ceremony.

Because the two are not too young, both the Ji family and the Han family are very anxious, so the wedding date is set for the beginning of next year, which is considered quite hasty.

Ji Tao's ceremony here has not finished yet, and Ji Yu over there is preparing to get engaged again.

Ji Yu is two years older than Lu Xinglin, and has been Ji Ji for more than a year. Ordinary ladies have already been engaged, and there are not a few of them who get married.

The reason why she dragged on until now is nothing more than Lu's reluctance to bear her daughter.

Anyway, this is the only daughter in the eldest family of the Ji family, and there are so many people who want to marry, even if it is later, they are not afraid.

Ji Yu's fiancé is a son of the Pei family, but it's not Pei Zhao that Lu Xinglin met before, but his younger brother, Pei Ran, the youngest son of the Pei family.

Pei Ran and Ji Yu are about the same age, gentle in personality, and good at calligraphy and painting. Now that they are less than the year of crowning, they are already well-known, and they will surely become a generation of masters in time.

And Ji Yu also happened to be very interested in calligraphy and painting. Among the young ladies of the same age, calligraphy and painting are very good. The two also have a common language and get along very well.

In fact, many people wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about Lu Xinglin, but they were all declined by the Lu family.

Just kidding, the youngest son is so weak, the imperial physician has long said that it is not appropriate to get married too early, with Lu's cautious attitude, how could he propose marriage to him so early.

With such an excuse, Lu Xinglin didn't have to worry about someone's marriage disturbing his peace in recent years.

After being so busy for a few months, when Ji's family relaxed, the sweet potatoes and cotton planted on Lu Xinglin's village began to be harvested one after another.

Although the sweet potatoes he used as seeds have not been soaked in Lingquan water, they are all the best ones specially selected and optimized by Yuxu. The sweet potatoes that grow in the future can also be directly used as seeds without worrying about degeneration.

Of course, the output is also very high.

The yield per mu of land can reach almost [-] jin, but Lu Xinglin uses good-quality land, and if the yield is poorer, the yield will be reduced, but it can still be more than [-] jin.

This kind of output is definitely not high in modern society, but in Zhao Dynasty, which is backward in production and the yield per mu is only a few hundred catties, it is a figure that can hardly be imagined in dreams.

When the first piece of land was harvested, the old farmers on the Zhuangzi saw the huge sweet potatoes on the ground, and all of them knelt there excitedly and kowtowed to Lu Xinglin.

Lu Xinglin only collected one acre of land and asked someone to weigh it, so he didn't touch the remaining few pieces of land, but returned to Ji's house with some sweet potatoes.

He first brought the sweet potatoes to the small kitchen in his yard, and asked the kitchen to make roasted sweet potatoes, sweet potato porridge, dried sweet potatoes, etc. according to his instructions, and then went to find his grandfather with them.

His father, Ji Huan, is the current head of the Ji family, but the position of Duke is still with the old man. In terms of influence in the court, the old man is still the most powerful.

For things like sweet potatoes that can affect the court and benefit the people, it is natural to discuss with the old man first.

However, when looking for the old man, Lu Xinglin did not forget to deliver the food made from these sweet potatoes to the rest of the family one by one.

When he arrived at the old man's place, Lu Xinglin first introduced these foods, and after the old man tasted them one by one, he talked about the yield of the sweet potatoes.

The old man's reaction was much bigger than he expected, and he took him into the palace without waiting for lunch.

This is the second time Lu Xinglin has entered the palace since he came to this world. Before that, he came to attend the New Year's palace banquet.

As Grandpa Ji, the journey into the palace was naturally unimpeded. It didn't take long before they saw Emperor Zhao who was critiquing papers.

"I have seen Your Majesty!"

Grandpa Ji took Lu Xinglin to salute Emperor Zhao first.

"Duke Ji came here at this time, could it be that something important happened?" After asking them to get up, Emperor Zhao asked first.

"Report to Your Majesty, the old minister's grandson got it from a merchant from the Western Regions years ago..." Mr. Ji didn't talk nonsense, he directly found the sweet potatoes that Lu Xinglin found, and planted them on his own hot spring village. Now they can be harvested, and the yield per mu is reported directly. To Emperor Zhao.

"This is true!" Upon hearing that the production capacity per mu had reached [-] jin, Emperor Zhao couldn't care less about his appearance, and suddenly sat up from the dragon chair, and lost his voice.

"I dare not lie to Your Majesty." Grandpa Ji had already passed by, but he was very calm at this moment.

"Ji Ze, hurry up and tell us about this sweet potato in detail..." After receiving the affirmative answer from Grandpa Ji, Emperor Zhao immediately said to Lu Xinglin.

Naturally, Lu Xinglin would not refuse, and immediately repeated what he had made up to Emperor Zhao in detail.

"Your Majesty, there are still a few acres of unharvested sweet potatoes on my farm. If you have time, you can go to the farm to have a look." Lu Xinglin finally said.

"Okay!" Emperor Zhao immediately greeted the attendants around him, and called the oldest princes over, and they went to work together to go to Lu Xinglin's hot spring village.

Although Emperor Zhao said he would leave immediately, it was not that simple for him to leave the palace as the king of a country, not to mention that this time he brought many palace guards to the scene to collect sweet potatoes and weigh them.

It was already half an hour later when he actually left the palace.

Emperor Zhao did not disclose the matter of going out of the palace, but sat in the carriage with Grandpa Ji and Lu Xinglin, and did not show up.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, it was the princes riding tall horses in front who brought these palace guards out of the palace.

We got out of the carriage when we arrived at Hot Spring Zhuangzi.

Lu Xinglin didn't waste everyone's time, and directly led the large team to a few sweet potato fields.

"All these fields are planted with sweet potatoes, and each field is based on the standard of one mu. If your Majesty wants to determine the yield per mu, you can harvest one of the fields first." Lu Xinglin pointed to these sweet potatoes.

Emperor Zhao casually pointed to a piece of land, and ordered the princes and the guards who came to collect sweet potatoes.

Of course, neither the prince nor the guards in the palace had ever been to the ground, and they were even said to have harvested sweet potatoes. Looking at the seedlings all over the ground, they didn't know what to do.

It was Lu Xinglin who called the old farmers in the village to teach them. Even so, all of these people were clumsy.

Fortunately, they were all young and strong. Although they were a little clumsy, their speed was not too slow.

In this way, a group of people stood guard in front of the sweet potato field without even eating lunch. After spending more than an hour, they finally harvested all the sweet potatoes in the field.

The reason why so many people took so much time is entirely because Emperor Zhao ordered everyone to be careful not to damage the sweet potatoes in the field.

They weighed the crops as they harvested them, and when they were all harvested, the yield per mu came out.

This piece of land grew better than the one Lu Xinglin harvested before, and the yield per mu reached [-] jin, which was a few hundred jin more than the previous piece of land.

"Okay! That's great!" Looking at the sweet potatoes that were almost piled up like a hill, Emperor Zhao's voice trembled a little.

"Congratulations, father!" The princes responded with a few dollars, and congratulated immediately.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!" The other guards knelt on one knee and said in unison.

As for the servants in Zhuangzi, they knelt down on the ground one by one, and congratulations resounded throughout Zhuangzi.

"Hahaha, Ji Ze is all thanks to you! Whatever reward you want, as long as you ask, I can satisfy you!" Emperor Zhao laughed and said to Lu Xinglin.

As soon as he said this, no matter it was the guards or the princes, they all looked shocked.

Of course, there was a bit of envy in the shock.

This is Emperor Zhao's golden words. It can be said that as long as Lu Xinglin speaks now, even if he has a different surname, Emperor Wang Zhao will not refuse.

But Lu Xinglin naturally wouldn't want to be a king with a different surname, he is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to measure.

So after he pondered for a while, he said, "Then Your Majesty will give me your Huangzhuang in the West Sea."

"Have you figured it out?" Emperor Zhao didn't expect that Lu Xinglin would only want a Huangzhuang, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "I'll give you a chance to repent, think again."

"No need, Your Majesty, I just want your Huangzhuang in Xihai." Lu Xinglin shook his head and affirmed.

"Grandpa Ji, don't you want to persuade this precious grandson?" Emperor Zhao looked at Grandpa Ji again.

"Ah Ze has always had his own opinions. He earned this gift in the first place, so it's up to him to make the decision." Grandpa Ji stroked his beard.

"Since Ji Gong said so, I will reward you with the largest Huangzhuang in Xihai." Grandpa Ji said so, Emperor Zhao didn't even try to persuade him, and directly gave Zhuangzi to Lu Xinglin.

When he said that sentence before, he was already ready to cut his flesh, but now it is just a Huangzhuang, Emperor Zhao couldn't bear it.

But because of this incident, he had a better impression of Lu Xinglin.

In my heart, I feel that this Ji family Xiaolang is not only good-looking, but also knows how to advance and retreat without being greedy, he is a good talent.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Ji family never married the royal family, he would have chosen a princess for him.

It can only be said that it is fortunate that Lu Xinglin did not know what Emperor Zhao was thinking, otherwise he would have killed Emperor Zhao severely.

After that, the hot spring Zhuangzi was completely taken over by Emperor Zhao's subordinates, and the blockade of Zhuangzi was not lifted until all the sweet potatoes were harvested and transported to the nearest Huangzhuang.

When these people left, in addition to sweet potatoes, they also took away several experienced farmers who had grown sweet potatoes before.

After all, except for the people in Lu Xinglin's village, no one else knows anything about sweet potatoes. If they want to plant them, they have to rely on the help of Lu Xinglin's people.

All these old serf titles on Zhuangzi are in Lu Xinglin's hands, and Emperor Zhao didn't want to pass them.

But they didn't go for too long, because it was not long before the cotton harvest season came again, and these people were called back again.They came back together, and there were many farmers in Huangzhuang, and they all came to help.