Chapter 1447： do not start

In a blink of an eye, it is the autumn harvest. Every year, the people look forward to the autumn harvest. The autumn harvest represents the ration of the year. This year's autumn harvest, the people only have sorrow.

Zhulan took a few grandsons and granddaughters to live in Zhuangzi for a few days. When she arrived in Zhuangzi, she went straight to the fields and stood in the ridge watching the autumn harvest.

Ming Jing's fat hands couldn't be idle and picked up the wheat ears, "Grandma, why are the wheat ears so shriveled?"

Zhulan took it, her heart sank, "This year's harvest is not good."

The fertile land of the family's Zhuangzi, the eldest son said that the yield has decreased by a quarter, not to mention the barren land.

Mingjing is very concerned about what she eats, "Grandma, do you have enough food after paying the tax?"

Zhulan laughed, "Of course it's enough. Our family has a lot of fields. After paying the tax, we can not only eat enough, but also sell some grain."

Mingjing, don't worry, it's enough to eat.

Chang Li came up from the field and said, "Mother, you just arrived in Zhuangzi, you should go back and rest first, and my son can watch it here."

Zhulan shook her head, "My body is not so fragile, you can do your job."

She was thinking about the harvest in her heart, so she wanted to come to Zhuangzi to see, and brought a few grandchildren to educate them.

Chang Li was in no hurry to go back, and sighed: "This year's harvest is not good."

Zhulan, "This year the people are going to have a hard time."

The war is not over, and the possibility of tax cuts this year is not high.

In Qizhou, Changlian returned from several states that were not affected by the disaster. He was in a hurry and looked very tired.

When the prefect saw Chang Lian's expression, his heart sank, "Is the harvest bad?"

"Well, this year's harvest is not good, and the cities that were not affected by the disaster have to pay taxes and can't help us."

The prefect pursed his lips and said, "The flood in our state has receded, and some fields have been taken away by the flood with fertile soil, and some low-lying fields are full of silt. Even cleaning will affect the harvest. This year, the affected states have exempted taxes, but they have to wait. Only when the food is mature, the common people have food rations, and there is a shortage of food.”

Qizhou grows two seasons of rice, and it is too late to plant rice after the flood recedes, so I still hope to get some food.

Chang Lian is also worried that the temperature is low this year, and the late rice harvest will not be good.

They thought of everything they could think of. In order to increase their income, the prefect also learned to raise fish in the rice fields of other states, hoping to make up for some food rations.

The prefect sighed. He has not been out of the city less recently. The people of the villages went up the mountain to find food. The wild vegetables were dug by the roadside. Days are tougher.

Lord Prefect bent his back, "I'm going to write a book."

Chang Lian came out of the government office and went home to see his wife reading a letter from the capital, "Mother's letter?"

Mr. Dong shook his head, "No, my sister-in-law replied to my letter."

"Are you looking for a sister-in-law?"

Mr. Dong nodded, "This is not the autumn harvest. I asked my sister-in-law and eldest brother to tell me that the grains collected from our fields will not be sold, and let eldest brother send the grains over."

Chang Lian, "Do you want to donate food?"

Mr. Dong, "I see that you are worried about food. Although we don't have much food, we can make a modest contribution."

Chang Lian sat down and said: "Your idea is very good, but I can't start it. There are many officials in Qizhou, including many children of aristocratic families. The family will not be short of food. It is the common people who are really short of food. If everyone donates some, it is true. I can solve a lot of problems, but I can’t be the one who comes out ahead.”

Dong Shi, "Why? Because of the prefect?"

Chang Lian shook his head, "The prefect is eager for someone to donate food. I am worried about my father. Our family is very eye-catching in the capital. This flood, I have already been in the limelight, and I will continue to be hated for being in the limelight."

"Is this food still donated?"

"Donate, I need to think about it, choose someone who is in the early stage, and we'll just follow."

In the household department of the capital, Zhou Shuren closed his eyes and looked, urging, urging, and there were papers on the table for urging grain and grass.

The grassland tribes were beaten even more short of food and grass, and they have raided several border states just to seize food.

Zhou Shuren heard footsteps, "You are not very busy, why are you here?"

Rong Chuan put the food box in his hand on the table, "This is the soup that Xuehan cooked for you."

Zhou Shuren's stomach was churning, "No, I don't need to make soup."

The emperor was deeply afraid that he would fall, and the soup in the kitchen of the household had never been cut off, and he didn't want to drink soup at all.

Rong Chuan smiled, "I knew you couldn't drink it, so I'll drink it."

"You drink."

Rong Chuan sat down and really took it out and drank it. The lady rarely cooks, and he drank everything if his father didn't drink it.

Zhou Shuren sighed, "It's better to be young, how long has it taken for the flesh to grow back."

Rong Chuan thought that nourishing meat would naturally grow faster all day long. After drinking the soup, "Father, mother went to Zhuangzi?"

"Well, I recently lived in the household department. She wanted to see the harvest, so she brought a few children to live there for a few days."

When Rong Chuan heard the harvest, "I have been busy with the autumn harvest recently. This year's harvest is not good, and merchants from all over the world have stopped selling grain."

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "Hey, it's time to get paid again."

Rong Chuan felt that his father-in-law was the most difficult, "Father, you should pay more attention to rest."

Zhou Shuren looked at Rong Chuan, "You said you can ask for leave for me?"

Rong Chuan, "...I don't think so."

Now everyone can ask for leave, but Dad can't, they all rely on Dad to get money and food!

The next day, Zhulan went to the orchard to pick fruit and came back. Qingxue said, "Second Master Liu went out hunting, and happened to meet the Jade Dies, who were digging wild vegetables, and came back with them."

Zhulan, "I don't have a chance in the capital. I have chased Zhuangzi. Does the Liu family have Zhuangzi nearby?"

Qingxue replied, "No."

Zhulan laughed, "This is from the capital."

Qingxue also wanted to laugh. Second Young Master Liu was too miserable. After the eldest and second Young Lady got engaged, several young masters did not stop the uncle from seeing him. Only when Second Young Master Liu visited the door a few times could he see Miss Yudie once. Seeing each other from a distance, I can't even speak.

When Liu Yuanbo saw the old lady, he hurriedly stood up to greet him, "I have seen the old lady."

Zhulan motioned for the girl to put the fruit down, "This is the fruit I just picked from the orchard. I'll bring it back to your mother to taste."

Liu Yuanbo blushed slightly His careful thoughts could not be concealed from the old lady, "Yes, thank you old lady."

Zhulan glared at Mingjing, and Mingjing had a few quails.

Yudie's face was flushed, and she was still holding the ornament given by Liu Yuanbo. The ornament was her zodiac attribute, and she liked it very much.

Zhulan stayed with Liu Yuanbo for lunch, and Liu Yuanbo said goodbye and left.

On the way back to Beijing, Liu Yuanbo asked the servant next to him, "Today's excuse is hunting, what am I going to use as an excuse tomorrow?"

Little servant, "I don't think the young master needs to make excuses."

Liu Yuanbo thought about the smiling faces of his brothers-in-law. Today, the brothers-in-law who raided and beat him were caught off guard. If there is no reason tomorrow, he will definitely not see Yudie, "Yes, the old lady gave me my mother's fruit, I will let it go. Mother's return gift is a good reason."

Little servant, "Sir."

"Ok?"