You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!

The two went to the Longevity Palace to accompany the Queen Mother for lunch. After eating the meal, Chu Fengyuan went to the royal study room to handle the political affairs, and Fu Wei was left behind by the Queen Mother.

After the drought, the cost in the harem was much more frugal. The Queen Mother was compassionate to the emperor, and even the play garden was closed. On weekdays, it was to enjoy the flowers, or to worship the Buddha in the temple.

Now Fu is back, it is rare to have a lovable child to talk, the Queen Mother naturally wants to take the opportunity to stay in the palace for a few days.

Fu Hao heard that the Queen’s favorite storytelling was not heard, and she deliberately asked her to listen to the interesting things in Changliu County. The Changliu County line was generally very smooth, and Fu Hao deliberately picked it up. Said, in a short while, the Queen Mother will be amused.

After staying in the afternoon and using the dinner, the Queen Mother remembered that the younger son had smashed things back and let Wang Hao take the baggage.

She smiled and said: "Feng Yu has been in the border for so many years. He has never seen him go to Qingyang to write a letter during the war. Now he has a sweetheart, but he is more and more intimate."

Fu Yan’s eyes were bright and he took over the baggage that Wang Hao handed over. He listened to the Queen’s teasing lips and was a little blushing.

The Queen Mother looked at him and smiled and turned back to the palace. "You look at it yourself, and the mourners go back to the palace to rest."

Fu Wei took the parcel and sent her back. When the person left, he put the bag on the table, carefully untied, and the soft mass inside, did not know what to install.

The bag was untied, and a letter was placed on the top. It was also solemnly sealed with a lacquer. Fu Biao opened it. There were only two lines on the letter. He was familiar with the handwriting, but he was much more disciplined than usual. I miss you, do you miss me?"

And one sentence, "Wait for me to come back."

The writing on the letterhead converges a lot. Compared with the cursive scripts that were previously unruly, it is not difficult to see the seriousness of the person who wrote the letter. Although it is only two short sentences, it is like a piece of candy. It has been sweetened to the heart, and even the smile of the mouth is not pressed. Come down.

Fu Wei repeated the letter several times, and then carefully folded it aside. There was a white wolf skin that came back with the envelope. The wolf skin was already well-made, and the white hair tip was covered with faint ink, wolf skin. Not like the fox skin is soft, but it is thick and warm, the palms are stroking up, there is a kind of solid warmth.

After staying in the palace for one night, Fu Wei first went back to Houfu. The Queen Mother wanted to stay for two more days, but thought that there was still a mother waiting in his family, he changed his mouth and called him to the palace.

Fu Wei took the warm wolf skin and returned to the hospitality.

When I came back, I went to see Fu Youqin. The mother and the son had eaten the meal and told the story of Changliu County again. Fu was only put back to rest.

The wolf skin brought back made Daifu on the outside of the window by the window, the wolf skin is not soft enough, it is not suitable for clothing, but the scorpion is very thick and warm, Fu Hao used to read on the couch. It was simply laid on the low couch.

It was already November, although the weather was not as cold as last year, but the winter in the north was definitely not warm. Fu was replaced with light clothes. Dufu put a heater on the window and he leaned on the low couch. Read a book.

Fu Yan leaned against the big pillow, and the soles of the feet were covered with thick and stuffed leather scorpions. Then, the person who sent the scorpion couldn't help but slightly tilt up, and even the boring farm book became interesting.

Coming back from Changliu County, Fu Hao also collected a lot of agricultural books that had not been seen before. Most of the above were explanations of some farming methods, and a few of them were written about farmland water conservancy and farming equipment.

Nowadays, most of the rice planting methods are passed on from the agricultural population, and their experience is passed on to future generations. However, some people have put these experiences into books, but most of the people still rely on the experience passed down from generation to generation. Few people go to read books. Instead, Fu Wei unintentionally discovered these books, and they brought them back and watched them slowly.

In fact, he was thinking about this problem when he was in Changliu County. The drought in his memory ended in the eight years of Pingchu. The situation next year may be more severe, and the stock of his stockpiles has been reduced, and the national treasury is almost empty. The only way to let the people survive this natural disaster is to find ways to let the rice live in such bad weather and produce more food.

If the harvest is successful next year, then the natural disaster will be able to pass smoothly.

So he found a large number of agricultural books, trying to find a better way to grow rice from the experience of his predecessors.

Since the rice grown by the old farmer can produce more grain than the previous rice, he will certainly be able to produce rice that grows better than it is now.

However, Fu Wei turned over these books of predecessors, but did not find a way to do it. He put down the books in his hands. He sighed with a bit of exhaustion and subconsciously reached out and grabbed the long-life lock hanging on his chest.

The long life lock of silver also carries the temperature of the body. Fu Hao unconsciously rubbed it. Suddenly, the flash of light flashed from the low chair, and the bare feet ran into the inner chamber, leaving the booklet left by the ancestors. Turned it over again.

This booklet records a lot of things about the source. Fu Fu follows the memory and turns to the last page. The big demon source can help other similar kinds to open the wisdom, or increase the repair and so on.

The finger slid over the line, and Fu Xiao remembered that he had previously unconsciously let a peony blossom in advance. If... If he only used a little bit of the power of the source, would you let these ordinary Rice grow faster and better?

When the heart beats, Fu Hao finds the embroidery needle, opens the long life lock, and takes out the outer shell of the fruit in which it is placed.

This should have been a full fruit, but now there is only a layer of green jade, but even so, it still has a powerful power, the power of the source can make the same kind of wisdom, if he uses it properly, say It may not make these rice grow better.

Among the Yaozu, if you open the mind, you can't kill it at will, but if you don't open your mind, whether it is human or a big demon of the same kind, you can dispose of it at will. If you follow the rules followed by the Yaozu, you can Called "life".

Fu squatting on the "green jade", wearing a robe and rushing out, as long as he controls this degree, he can solve the current extreme.

I hurriedly called the bearer to send him into the palace. After halfway through, Fu Wei remembered to find a suitable reason. He made a reason to enter the palace to accompany the Queen Mother for a long chat. He found the opportunity to slip into the Imperial Garden to see the old Banyan tree. .

The old banyan tree has not seen him for a long time. It is very happy to see it again. Fu Yu suppressed the inner excitement. First, he conveyed the expectation of the ancestors. When the old banyan tree was obviously happy, he carefully raised his own question.

Although it is said that the Yaozu does not care about the unskilled kind, but Fu Yan is not allowed to care about the old Banyan tree, so the question is particularly embarrassing.

"You want to use the power of the source to make the rice grow better, but don't want those rice to open up the wisdom?" The old banyan tree asked strangely.

Fu Hao nodded and explained: "The weather is prolonged, and the hoarding of food is gradually consumed. If you do not want to make the rice harvest smoothly, it will be very difficult next year."

The old banyan tree sinks for a while: "You will not control the power of the source. If you can take out the source of Mudan, you can find ways to dilute the power."

Fu Wei was surprised, "Dilution?"

The old banyan tree is also a bit uncertain. "I only heard that the source of the big demon can get the same repairs as it is. Even if it is just a touch, it will have a lot of benefits."

Fu Yan heard the silence for a while, subconsciously rubbing the long life lock between the necks. After a moment, thanking the old Banyan tree, he went out again and hurriedly rushed to the Zhuangzi outside the city.

The management on Zhuangzi didn't expect him to come over suddenly. After being shocked, he respectfully pushed people in.

This Zhuangzi was the one that was set up after the dowry was placed for Fu Shuyue. The house was not built but it was worthy.

Fu Wei let Zhuangzi manage to give him a yard to come out, and let him prepare a lot of rice seeds to send it. In order to facilitate his own experiments, he also specially made a warm account in the middle of the yard. The inside corner of the account was placed in the stove, but inside. Imitating the paddy field and opening up the ridge and ditch.

After everything is ready, Fu Wei will pass the management and the next person to send it away. He only said that he has discovered a new breeding method. Try it.

After confirming that everyone was clean, Fu Yan took off his thick robe, rolled up the large sleeves and tied them with a cloth belt, and went to the lake to pick up a bucket of water, then took the source out and quickly smashed it in the barrel. Oh.

After listening to the old Banyan tree, he came up with this method, so he deliberately went to Zhuangzi to try it.

I don't know how to control this degree, he prepared a little bit of trial, and repeatedly rubbed the source in the bucket, and found no change. Fu Wei wrapped the rice in a breathable gauze, hanging shallowly Below the water surface.

The heater is very warm in the account. If the power of the source can work, it should be able to sprout soon.

Fu Yan’s eyes were staring at the bucket. After about three hours, the rice was fished out and the rice shell was white.

Spread the rice seeds on the ground to dry, and then directly sow them in a small field that has been opened in the ground, sprinkle with straw ash cover, Fu Fu clap his hands, roll up the muddy pants, the face is dirty. I couldn’t take care of it, I took the pen and recorded it on the booklet, and then I replied a bucket of water again, soaking another batch of rice seeds according to the law.

The paddy water source fields are all the same. The only difference is the soaking time of the source in the water. From a moment to half an hour, Fu Hao made a record and was busy at night, and finally planted all the rice seeds.

Zhuangzi’s management was waiting outside the yard, and the East suddenly came over and said nothing. He shut himself in the yard, and even the next person refused to let in. He was afraid of what happened to him.

Fu Yi's clothes are all muddy. He never went to farmland before. Even if he read more books, he only talked on paper. Now he is on the ground. Although he has successfully planted it, he almost rolled himself into a mud monkey.

When I saw him look like this, I couldn’t help but really try to plant rice seeds.

Fu Yan watched him stand in the cold wind with a lantern, smiled and raised his hand to wrap his cotton robes tighter. "How is the management still here?"

In response, I quickly came forward and gave him the road ahead. "I haven’t seen the family yet, and I’m worried, I’m here."

Fu Hao nodded and said a thank you, and put the cold hand into his sleeve. "It's okay. Tomorrow, I will look at the stove and the paddy field in the account, and plant the rice in the field. Don't freeze it."

The manager sent the person back to the house to rest, and the waiting person sent hot water and clean clothes. Fu Hao quickly hugged his clothes to wash, and he looked at his back and shook his head slightly. The young master is a young master. Although the idea is quite good, it is too impractical, and some people will plant the nursery in winter. There is a stove, and the seedlings that have been bred are not planted!