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Chapter 78 Planting Upland Rice Together
In Kushui County now, food is more valuable than gold, and their county government is also relying on the surplus food in the warehouse to eke out a living.

The official looked at the food in his hand, with a relaxed expression on his face, and said happily: "You are still a good person."

The official officer leader searched around outside but couldn't find Song Qingyou and Xiao Yishu. When he came back cursing, he saw two people standing in the yard.

"How dare you two run away!" The chief official's face was full of anger, and he was about to rush over with a fierce look, and picked up a whip to beat people.

The official who had just been bribed by Song Qingyou stepped forward and said, "Brother, please be patient. They did not run away. Instead, they went to the mountains to find crop seeds and came to relieve our county government."

"The county magistrate has already said that the land is full of soybeans. If they say no, they won't plant them?" The official officer shouted, "Who is the magistrate!"

The official was immediately frightened: "They want to see the county magistrate."

"What! The county magistrate can be seen by them whenever they want?"

"Brother, think about it, how many times have we planted that seed? If we could get it, it would have been planted long ago. The court is pressing hard, and we are also sharing the worries of the county magistrate."

According to what Song Qingyou said just now, the official said, "If they can really grow something, we will share the worries of the county magistrate. If nothing can be planted, we will not lose anything."

The head of the official station looked at his younger brother with the eyes of a fool: "Can you believe the words of the two exiles?"

"You can leave this matter to your brother. Don't worry, you will definitely not cause any trouble to your eldest brother."

After saying this, the official took Song Qingyou and Xiao Yishu away.

Xiao Ningning's beautiful eyes widened: "What the hell are these two people doing?"

Xiao Yiran looked coldly at the direction the two left, his eyes were like sharpened blades.

Song Qingyou and Xiao Yishu were taken to the Yamen.

The county magistrate sat on the high hall, looking down at the two of them.

"I heard that you want to see me?" A majestic voice sounded.

There has been a severe drought in Kushui County for three years. The farmers have lost their harvest and the people have been displaced. However, the county magistrate has been fat and strong.

Song Qingyou felt contempt in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

She said: "Master County, my little girl has a way to make crops grow in the field."

After saying this, she presented the dry rice that she and Xiao Yishu had gotten last night.

She added: "Master, this kind of seed is more drought-resistant than soybeans."

The county magistrate raised his eyes, glanced at her, and said, "Why should I trust you?"

"My lord, Xiao Yishu and I discovered this rice last night on a high mountain. After three years of severe drought, only this kind of crop survived, which shows that it is drought-tolerant." Song Qingyou's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

"You can have a taste of it and the people will be satisfied. There is no problem at all."

The county magistrate picked up a grain of upland rice, put it into the corner of his mouth and chewed it. A green and astringent taste spread in his mouth.

There was a glint in his eyes, because there had been a drought in Kushui County for three years and grain had been grown for three years. Every time it was planted, it died. The grain in his warehouse could no longer withstand such torture.

The pressure on him from the imperial court was great, and if the current situation in Kushui County could not be resolved, the higher authorities would take off his black hat.

Therefore, he knew that the shaking could not be planted, but in order to deal with the court, he had no choice.

"How can you guarantee that you will be able to farm?" The county magistrate's majestic voice sounded again.

Xiao Yishu cupped his hands and saluted: "Master of the county, Song Qingyou has the technology of planting, she will definitely be able to plant it."

The magistrate of the county thinks it's fresh, so he planted a crop well, and he also cultivated the technology?
Anyway, the court has put a knife on his neck. If he can't grow food, he will die.

Let’s treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Song Qingyou cleared her throat and said, "Sir, the daughter of the people can guarantee that we will be able to grow crops."

The county magistrate hummed and said, "Then I will open a piece of land for you to grow your things."

"Thank you sir."

"Don't rush to be happy." The county magistrate changed the subject: "If you can't grow anything and delay the harvest, you have to bear all the responsibilities."

Song Qingyou suddenly thought of something: "My lord, what if someone comes over to make trouble and destroy the growth of the crops, what do you think?"

"I will send you a few people to watch you alone while you are working during the day. Is that okay?"

Song Qingyou curled her lips into a smile: "Thank you for your trust, sir."

The county magistrate looked at her coldly: "I am wasting manpower and material resources on you, so you have to give me a deadline, right?"

"When can it be planted?"

Song Qingyou calculated the growth time of upland rice, from sowing to maturity.

"After seven days, you'll see results."

The county magistrate's eyes flashed: "In seven days, I will go over to inspect it in person. If it's not what you said, you will be punished!"

Coming out of the yamen, Song Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief, and she asked: "Just now in the yamen, you didn't say a word, I will say it."

Xiao Yishu chuckled and said, "You have said everything I want to say, what else can I say?"

"I..." Song Qingyou was speechless. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed the case.

Xiao Yishu looked forbearing, and helped himself by the shoulders.

"Are you okay?" Song Qingyou asked with concern.

"It's okay, it may be the wound on the back." He frowned.

After struggling with her all night, he had reached his limit before his old injury healed.

Song Qingyou felt distressed, turned around and said to the official who was following them: "Officer, his injury is still not healed, can you let him go back to rest first?"

"You just promised the county magistrate to plant rice, and you want to be lazy?" the official said angrily.

"Officer, you misunderstood. There is no rush to grow crops. The seeds we got last night were not enough at all." Song Qingyou explained.

"Then what else do you want to do? Is it possible for the brothers to follow you up the mountain to find seeds?"

The sun was so bright that several official servants would not go over to help her with her work.

Song Qingyou sighed, and said leisurely: "Anyway, the county magistrate gave me seven days. If I delay because there are no seeds, the county magistrate will definitely not let me go."

"I'll tell you then, no one will come with me to find the seeds."

"You..." One of the officials struggled to catch her, but was held back by his companions: "What she said makes sense."

"The county magistrate is already very worried about the food issue. If he can't grow it this time, he really needs to be punished."

"If you change to another county magistrate, can you guarantee that it will be better than this one?"

"But we brothers can't work for an exile, right?" The official frowned and discussed.

"It's not easy. There are so many exiles. It's useless."

"Yes, let them go!"

(End of this chapter)