Chapter 455： golden turtle

"Also, my younger sister is not young anymore. After she goes to the capital, she can still rely on her brother's official position to find a good match for her."

Huzi is now a fifth-grade military general with a high position, and he also serves in the Imperial Army. He can find a son from an official family for his sister no matter what.

Jiang Erlang glanced at his daughter: "She is only six years old."

Yanru glared at her husband: "She is six years old now, won't she grow up in a few years? Moreover, a lady in the capital has to learn a lot of things, so if we move here at this time, we can hire a husband to teach her slowly."

Jiang Erlang scratched his head: "It will cost a lot of money to invite you, sir. How can we just sit here and have nothing?" Although Huzi is a fifth-rank official, he also has a lot of expenses. There are favors between colleagues, and he also needs to eat and buy a house. He also supports several servants, wouldn’t we cause trouble for him if we go?”

Yanru paused.

Yes, it does cost a lot of money to go to the capital. Without extra income, how can you live a life like that of a wealthy family with just Huzi's little salary?

"How about we bring some golden fungus and snow fungus strains over there?" Yan Ru said: "Last time in the capital, I went to the drugstore to ask about the prices of snow fungus and golden fungus. A small box of dried snow fungus costs twenty taels of silver. "I estimate the weight is at most half a catty."

Jiang Erlang was silent for a moment and said, "That's okay. I'll discuss it with Ying Bao later."

Mushrooms are very delicate, and their quality will plummet if you don't pay attention. I brought them all the way to the capital, and if they go bad, it will be in vain.

The niece is very good at growing mushrooms. She has cultivated all the strains in the hands of the villagers, so he wants to discuss with Yingbao how to safely bring many strains to the capital.

Yan Ru was delighted when her husband agreed: "Okay, let's discuss it with Ying Bao when we get back."

At this time, Yingbao and Wei Zhan were checking the farmland planting conditions in various townships in Qinchuan County.

At present, the entire county is planted with cotton, and the amount planted in each township varies, but most of them are mainly grain.

“Magistrate Mao has great talent.” Ying Bao praised.

This county magistrate just took over last year. He and his younger brother Jiang Jie are Jinshi in the same discipline.

From the report, it can be seen that he has a plan for farming and mulberry farming. He stipulates how many acres of cotton, how many acres of wheat and rice, how many soybeans, etc. that village households can plant every year. There are fixed numbers.

Magistrate Mao also encouraged the villagers to reclaim wasteland and let them cut grass, fertilize and raise fields. He also promised to exempt the wasteland from taxes for the first two years and reduce the tax by half in the third year.

In addition, he also asked each household to raise more chickens and pigs, and then piled the manure and leaves together for fermentation. After the fermentation was complete, fertilization was applied in winter.

Wei Zhan smiled and said: "Qinchuan County is under the control of Magistrate Mao, so we can spend all our energy on Zhouhe County."

Judging from the tax situation, the life of the people in Qinchuan County is much better than that in Zhouhe County. No wonder some people would flee to settle here.

Yingbao closed the documents and handed them to Wei Zhan: "When the people from the county government come on duty, you can go and see the situation in the Yicang."

Yi warehouse is the food reserve for the county's military and civilians, and it is also the lifeblood of the entire county. Once there is a natural or man-made disaster, the food in the warehouse can come in handy, so that place is a top priority and must be understood clearly.

Wei Zhan nodded: "Okay."

“Also, let the county magistrate summon laborers to straighten the river in Chuanhe Town.”

The water area in Chuanhe Town is flooded every few years. This has always been the case. As a result, the fertile fields on both sides of the river cannot grow food. The former site of Guangdong Chen Village covers hundreds of acres.

Now that a very capable magistrate has come to this county, why not ask him to clean up all the rivers?

“Well, but we have to wait until after the Lantern Festival.” Wei Zhan said.

"I know this. You just need to inform Magistrate Mao first."

The Lantern Festival has arrived in a blink of an eye.

Yingbao did not go to the night market, but stood under the lantern stand in front of her house and looked at the lanterns.

An Rou followed with Wu Yao in her arms.

Wu Yao was so excited that he stared at the lanterns with his dark eyes.

Erni was eating a handful of snacks in her hand while she, her stepmother Yanru, and her third aunt Chunniang sat at the door and looked around.

There was no other way, Ying Bao didn't allow them to go out, so he only had a lantern stand set up at the gate, with twenty or thirty lanterns of various colors hung on it for people to watch. But Wei Zhan and his father-in-law went out. It is said that they went to patrol the streets with the county magistrate and others.

Ying Bao held Little Sister Jiang's hand and was teaching her how to guess riddles when she suddenly heard someone calling her name: "Ying Bao."

Looking along the sound, she saw a person wearing a blue robe standing not far away looking towards her.

"Xiao Mo?" Ying Bao lowered her face and looked at this person warily: "Why are you here?"

Xiao Mo strolled over and stood in front of her.

The guard wanted to stop him, but Ying Bao waved him away: "Take people back to the house."

Mudan agreed and let Anrou and the children go home first.

Chunniang and Erni were sent back to the courtyard by the guards and maids before they could figure out what was going on.

“Ying Bao, no wonder I always thought I’d seen it somewhere before.” Xiao Mo smiled: “It turns out you are the little monster I couldn’t find anywhere.”

Ying Bao's mouth twitched and she said coldly: "You are the monster." Your whole family is a monster!

Xiao Mo didn't talk nonsense to her and asked directly: "Yingbao, is Xuanwu here with you?"

“What Xuanwu?” Yingbao pretended to be confused.

Xiao Mo lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "It's just a little golden turtle."

Ying Bao said expressionlessly: "I haven't seen it before."

Xiao Mo looked at her indifferently, "But I can smell its breath on you."

“That’s because I ate stewed turtle meat for lunch.” Yingbao replied while quietly contacting Xuanwu, but he didn’t say a word.

Xiao Mo looked around and said, "Yingbao, stop pretending. You, like me, don't belong to this world. Why don't you go back with me?"

Ying Bao was speechless, and his eyes became colder and colder.

Xiao Mo continued: "What happened back then was my fault, so you don't have to worry about it. I will give you justice in the future. It's just that this place is not suitable for you at all. You'd better leave me as soon as possible."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ying Bao said coldly: "You are not from this world. Are you from the King of Hell?"

Xiao Mo: "Ying Bao, don't deceive yourself. I'm also telling you that Wei Zhan is actually your cousin and you are related by blood."

“Fart!” Ying Bao was angry and was about to summon the divine sickle.

Xuanwu hugged the trembling divine sickle tightly and communicated to Yingbao in horror: "Don't be fooled by him! There is no good thing among human monks! He wants to provoke you to take action first, and then touch the taboo, and you will be separated from this world. world!"

Is this so?

Ying Bao gradually calmed down and smiled at Xiao Mo: "Xiao Mo, what do you want to do by telling me this? You don't want to drive a wedge between me and Wei Zhan, right?"

Whether Wei Zhan is related to him by blood, Xuanwu knows best.

Although the Tianyan Book cannot explain all things, it has carried it through many lives and the people related to it, including their ancestors for eighteen generations, are clear about it.

Xiao Mo looked at Ying Bao with a serious expression for a while before saying, "Your grandfather and Wei Zhan's grandfather are cousins. There is no mistake about this."

"Where did you learn about it?" Ying Bao asked, narrowing her eyes.

Even if Xiao Mo had advanced cultivation in another life, here, suppressed by the law of heaven, he was a mortal and could not use magic to detect his bloodline.

If not, you wouldn’t have discovered that your bloodline was different from before.

To put it bluntly, my current body is the result of Xuanwu’s cultivation.