Chapter 557

After organizing the language, ye sang went to the table and sat down. He took out a piece of writing paper from a stack of rice paper and colored paper. He dipped his pen in ink and wrote word by word.

The last time I wrote back, I talked about Feng Yao's pregnancy. Now that she is about to give birth, it is reasonable to say that the fetus in her abdomen will not have too much risk from now to birth.

Thinking about it like this, he wrote it truthfully. From time to time, he looked up at Ji Changye standing beside him, asked him what he wanted to say, and wrote it in at the same time.

After a while, the two pages of paper were already full. Ye sang picked up the letter and read it several times. He was sure that they would write down all the words they wanted to say. Then he puffed on the paper and wanted the ink to dry as soon as possible.

When the ink on the top is dry, Ji changyefang finds an envelope to put it in. After it is properly sealed, he gives it to the folded robe to deliver the letter.

Looking at the figure of the folded robe disappearing outside the door, ye sang and Ji Changye almost breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and sat back on the chair, full of thoughts.

When the girls outside saw that the folded robes had gone, they knew that they had finished their business, so they began to do their own work.

Jiao Mei and Dong Jiu just came out of the teahouse with the freshly brewed tea in their hands and walked to the room.

Entering the room, I heard two masters talking before I got there. They were chatting about public security in Beijing.

Speaking of this, Jiao Mei had a picture of meeting bandits outside the city after she came out of Ende temple that day.

He respectfully offered the tea cup and stood there with Dong Jiu in silence. After listening carefully to their conversation for a long time, they understood something.

When it comes to public security in Beijing, Jiao Mei thinks about it again and again. Finally, she can't help but open her mouth. "Little lady, I don't know. When I went shopping these two days, I heard a lot about the bandit."

Talking about the bandits, ye Sang's attention was attracted in an instant. Last time he met the bandits, he felt strange. He didn't expect that there would be a follow-up.

He picked up the tea cup and pulled the lid. The dense mist of tea was not obvious in the hot weather. Ye sang looked at Jiao Mei with eight trigrams on his face and said, "tell me in detail, what's the matter."

"I heard it yesterday when I went to buy osmanthus oil. I said that in recent days, the robbers have been circling in the suburbs, and they will come out from time to time. They also rob occasionally when they meet people, but they are searching for clean silver. Up to now, they have not heard of anyone's death..."

After a pause, Jiao Mei's face suddenly changed, and her expression was a little confused. "But this starter is strange. Anyone who meets a woman has to find fault with her appearance. It seems that the rumors say that only the beautiful woman can be liked by them, and they will not do anything else. Most people pass by and are just spat with the words" ugly and salt free. " Isn't that strange? "

After these words, ye Sang's mood is also up and down, and his face is the same as Jiao Mei, confused and unbelievable.

Even Ji Changye, who was sitting at the side eating tea, couldn't help but cast a curious look. After a sip of tea, she wondered, "how come I haven't heard of banditry outside the capital before? Now that there are bandits and bandits, has the government never sent troops to suppress them? "

This happened to get to the point. Jiao Mei heard it outside these two days, and many people were discussing it. "It's not that no one has mentioned what the young master is worried about, but everyone says that these bandits have not yet become the climate, and there are no casualties for the people for the time being. How can shuntianfu help to manage this matter?"

Ji Changye and ye sang are more and more indignant. Shuntianfu is in charge of the security of the capital. They also bear this responsibility and keep the peace of the people.

Bandits and bandits do not care if they are not successful. What kind of officials are these people.

He thought so, but yesang thought about another aspect.

Generally speaking, no matter why the bandits become bandits, what they want is only survival and pleasure. They don't rob their families or do anything harmful to nature. Are these bandits for fun?

At this moment, Ji Changye's voice came from his side, "let's go to Chuang Tzu to have a look tomorrow. It's reported that some things are difficult and the managers can't make up their minds."

Ye sang nodded, "OK."

A few days passed.

Ji Changye and ye sang live in Longyu Pavilion because there are many things to do in Zhuangzi. During the day, they listen to the steward's report about the things in Zhuangzi. In the evening, they rest early and have some leisure after a few days.

Ye sang reckons that Feng Yao's production is just around the corner.

In the hall of Tangdi, ye sang and Ji could sit down at night, and someone came in outside.

Ye sang, holding his tea cup, has a look. It's Chen in charge, followed by his nephew, Chen Shengrong.

"Young master, young lady."

They saluted together. It seems that steward Chen specially led his nephew. After bowing, he stepped back to wait.

Chen Shengrong glances at the two people sitting in front of the hall and hands Ye sang a Book of accounts.

When someone answered, Fang explained, "this is the profit and loss of Chuang Tzu in the past two months. Since the third batch of cotton was produced and sold, the profit of Chuang Tzu is very considerable."Ye sang looked at it page by page, looking very carefully, his fingers sliding slowly on the paper from time to time, and his mouth was also murmuring about the revenue and expenditure figures.

Looking at the profit figures written in the pamphlet and a few lines of notes on the side, ye Sang was not short of money, but he was also moved by the joy of the harvest. He said with a smile, "among other things, the profit margin of cotton alone is also very large. Besides, the quality can surpass the ordinary cotton on the market, and the price is low, which is also a good thing for the people."

Seeing that ye sang had seen it almost, Chen Shengrong leaned forward a little. He did not know where to find a pamphlet and handed it to him in an empty space. "Last time you and Mr. Ye found so many people, Chuang Tzu's affairs were basically settled."

Looking at Ye sang taking over, he continued: "I have compiled another crop booklet, which is about the planting of cotton and sorghum, so that the tenants can check and follow it."

He could have come up with such a way.

Ye Sang was even more impressed by the people in front of him. Before, he knew that he was a capable man and a rare young man who was obsessed with farming. But he was still ahead of his time.

In the face of such things, the account book just now seems to be unimportant. After putting down the book, ye sang looks through the agricultural manual, and every word falls into his eyes. It can be seen that the author has good intentions.

When you think about it, there are many such books in modern times. She had intended to complete them for a long time, but she didn't have the energy to do them until now.

"Good thing, how do you think of it?"

Ye sang looked at it carefully and sighed with emotion. He was so focused that he didn't lift his eyelids.

She asked casually, but Chen Shengrong answered slowly, and told ye sang the previous idea and the idea of sorting out the book.

After a long time, he saw that ye sang didn't respond. He tentatively called "little lady", and the person sitting in front of him suddenly raised his head.

Thinking attentively, ye sang heard a sound and looked up at Chen Shengrong.

Seeing Chen Shengrong's expectation on her face, she had to hide her embarrassment, close the brochure and try not to be so perfunctory. "If young people all have such ambition as you, we don't have to worry about the future of haoguo."

This words say some taboo, but the presence of their own people, no one will leak out, ye sang is not worried.

When he was praised, Chen Shengrong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "what do you think of the pamphlet?"

Ye Sang put the booklet on the table at hand and gently smoothed the wrinkles at the corners, showing great care.

Hearing Chen Shengrong's meaning, she thought for a moment, but her voice was not without excitement. "It's a good thing. We should go to the book company to print several copies, and share them with the tenants and farm workers in Chuang Tzu, so that they can get familiar with them."

As soon as he heard that the book was to be printed, Chen Shengrong's eyes lit up. He was even more excited than ye sang, and he didn't know where to put his hand This year, there is a shortage of wheat and the price of food is extremely high. The people who are a little poorer have never had enough to eat. Now that the wheat is almost ripe, the young lady has made great contributions by printing these pamphlets to help her research. "

Ye sang has something in mind, so he just responds to him with a smile on his face. Ji Changye is just as excited as Chen Shengrong and Chen Guanshi. He is so excited that his eyes wander and cheers.

After all, it's my own daughter-in-law. She has such great ability and such a good heart. It's absolutely necessary to be loved by the people.

Out of the hall came neat footsteps. Looking up, they were Jiao Mei and Dong Jiu.

Looking at them coming in, ye sang raised his eyes slightly, as if he had some spirit. "Let's leave the matter of printing books to the manager Chen and the manager Lin, and the silver will be paid from the bank."

While holding the table up, he looked at Ji Changye, who was sitting beside him. "I'll go and have a look at a Yao. You can go to the field and have a look. When you're done, you'll go back to the mansion first."

"Good."

Should ye Sang's words, Ji Changye's eyes fall on Jiao Mei again, see her hand holding a lotus leaf wrapped things, think is to bring Feng Yao.

Chen Shengrong, Lin Guanshi, and the servants in the hall, as soon as they saw that ye Sang was going to leave, they retreated and stood on both sides. After blessing them, they said, "I'd like to see you off."

With two girls all the way out of Chuang Tzu, the carriage had already stopped at the gate.

Holding the master on the carriage, Jiao Mei shouts, and the coachman outside pushes the horse. With the horse's neighing sound, the carriage moves slowly and faster.

After a while, feeling that the carriage was much slower, ye sang knew that he had already entered the city. He felt at ease, leaned against the wall of the carriage and looked lazily at Jiao Mei.

Staring at the brown sugar Ciba in her hand, ye sang couldn't help but smile.