Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

"Xinxin, how many acres of rice can be planted in this acre of land?"

"About ten acres or so!"

"Then go to soak a few acres of rice."

"A few more acres, do you want to plant dozens of acres of rice?"

"Well, is there anything you can't do?" Chu Lixuan asked strangely.

"There's nothing wrong with it, that's it, will you be working too hard?"

"Because my husband is not afraid of hard work, Xinxin likes to eat rice, so I want a variety of rice."

Jiang Xinyan: ...Isn't it necessary to eat rice every meal? This is a staple food, what do you like or dislike?

She has been here for several days, and she has only eaten a meal of rice, can she not gobble it up?

"Okay, since you are not afraid of hard work, then plant fifty acres of rice! If one mu of land produces about 1,000 catties of rice, there will be more than 50,000 catties of rice."

After Jiang Xinyan finished speaking, she said worriedly: "Not to mention how hard it is to plant rice, it is that harvesting will be even harder!"

"Don't be afraid, are we afraid of harvesting if we have food?"

"That's right, as long as the seedlings are planted, you don't have to worry about harvesting."

The couple talked while digging the field, Chu Lixuan's practice made perfect, and his movements were faster.

In one night, five acres of land were dug. Jiang Xinyan was in charge of raking.

Fortunately, there are only five acres of land to grow seedlings, so let's grit your teeth and work for a few more days.

Chu Lixuan urged his little wife to take a bath and sleep, and when Jiang Xinyan fell asleep, he read to see Chu Yi again.

"Master, you're here." The subordinates are not surprised now.

"What's going on in the capital these two days?"

Chu Yigong stepped forward and told Chu Lixuan that the news of the locust plague had not yet reached the palace.

The ministers are discussing how to report it so as not to cause holy wrath, and other matters in the officialdom.

Furthermore, Chu Shiliu hid in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and came back with surprising news.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, only the Prime Minister and the 13-year-old eldest son were really worried about their wife.

The Prime Minister's wife, like Jiang Bilian, is both on the surface and the back, pretending to care about the lady.

Chu Shiliu had not figured out what was going on. He had to report to the Lord to know what to do.

He heard the conversation between Jiang Bilian and the Prime Minister's wife that day.

"Mother, that fool Jiang Xinyan is awake now, what do you think your daughter should do?"

"Lian'er, how did your mother teach you? What is there to be afraid of, the fool is now exiled to the extreme cold with that crippled Zhennanhou?"

"Mother also knows that your own son, Jiang Zihao, has taken special precautions over the past few years for me to harm that fool again!"

"Mother knows that your father and eldest brother are very concerned about fools, so mother has been pretending to be ashamed of her over the past few years and treated her very well!"

"Mother, my daughter wants to hire a killer, let's kill her, so as not to cause trouble."

"Lian'er, you are from a daughter's family, how can you deal with someone as dangerous as a killer!

"Mum~daughter can't take care of so much. Although Jiang Zihao won't tell Dad about pushing me into the ice cellar, what if the fool tells Dad?"

"Hao'er is mother's own, and you are also mother's own, so naturally he won't tell your father."

The Prime Minister's wife frowned and continued: "This fool is sober now that it is impossible to guarantee that he will not say that the one who pays the killer is to his mother!"

"Mother, Lian'er knows that you are the best, so my daughter can rest assured."

As soon as Chu finished speaking, he waited for their Lord Hou's instructions.

"Let Chu Shiliu pay close attention, that old witch, if there is evidence of hiring a killer, put it before the Prime Minister. If there is no evidence, create evidence."

Chu Lixuan said sternly.