Nongmen's fierce wife busy farming

Chapter 1188 Jiao Di Di

"My son asked, but the master didn't explain it to me." Han Mo's face collapsed and his tone was low.

"Sir, I don't want to say that there should be a reason for my husband, but my mother can tell you one thing. The common people have limited cultivation of fertile land, and the harvest depends on God's will. The wind and rain can bring a bumper harvest. If there is drought or too much rain, the grain harvest will be greatly reduced. .”

"Because the source of food is unstable, sometimes it is sufficient, sometimes it is short, many people's families have continued to have two meals, breakfast and dinner, and the saved food is used for seasons when the harvest is not good."

"Of course, food is not a problem for wealthy families and royal aristocrats. You can eat as many meals as you want. If Moer wants the people in the world to have three meals a day, he has to study hard. Will stick to two meals or three meals."

As Bai Ningxiang said, she reached out and rubbed her son's head.

"It's like the smell of rich wine and meat, and the road is frozen to death?"

Looking at her son's innocent eyes, Bai Ningxiang suddenly had a toothache,
"That's what it means, but Mo'er needs to know that throughout the dynasties, there are nobles and there are people, and there are landlords and tenants. Everyone wants to live a good life, but some people are born with it, and some people need to work harder. "

"Life is like this. Mo'er is still young and can't fully understand it. When you grow up, you don't need your mother to tell you. Mo'er can understand a lot. Life is like a fish in a river. Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat Xiami, Xiami eats mud worms, one after another, one is indispensable."

"Mr. Wen asked you to stay by his side. He should let Mo'er experience folk life so as to get some inspiration. Mo'er just watch and learn more, and ask if you don't understand. Maybe someday you can invite your husband here."

Listening to the encouragement from his mother, Han Mo's eyes brightened instantly.
"Yeah, my little uncle also praised Erchen, saying that where there is a will, there is a way."

"Mo'er was born rich, but compared to ordinary people, he shoulders heavier responsibilities."

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

At a young age, there is a mountain on my head, which is not easy.

"Go, get some rest early."

"Yes, Erchen retire."

Bai Ningxiang watched her son go out, then turned her head and told Qinglian beside her, "Prepare me a set of ordinary clothes, we will also leave the palace tomorrow."

"Ah? Why did your empress suddenly want to leave the palace?" Qinglian was taken aback. The queen's coming out of the palace was not a joke.

"It's been a while since Uncle Kang Ping returned to his residence. I'm going to check on his situation. I'll also go and meet him for a while." She wants to see what kind of person it is, and it's so hard to invite him.

"The emperor is still dealing with government affairs in the Chengde Hall. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it through tonight. Do you want the palace servants to inform you?"

Qinglian sighed, she was going to see Uncle Guo, the distance is not far, so there is no need to worry.

"Let someone prepare the ginseng soup, I'll go to the front hall to have a look." For several days, the emperor had been discussing with the officials of the Ministry of Households and Industry about farming and water conservancy, but he didn't know the result.

It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil. This year, except for the two snowfalls in the first month, it has not rained. Farming and irrigation need to use water from rivers and rivers.

Opening the gates to release water and drainage is a big project that requires the full cooperation of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households. What the emperor has to do is to deploy manpower from it and coordinate the two departments to handle it in a timely and proper manner.

She knew about this all along, but she didn't know that the emperor was so busy that he forgot to sleep and eat.

He brought Yun Ni and the others to Chengde Hall, and before they approached, they saw a small inner eunuch leaning against the door and dozing off.

Just as Qinglian was about to step forward to call for someone, she heard a weak female voice from inside the hall.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. The dinner has been reheated twice. Even if you are busy, you must take care of your dragon body."

Qinglian's raised hand just stopped in mid-air, she turned her head nervously, and looked at her master, even Yun Ni who was following her changed her expression.

The inner supervisor smashed his mouth, just about to change his posture, when he opened his eyes, he saw the empress at the door, and knelt down with a plop.

"Slave pays respects to Empress Empress,"

"You're not serving the emperor inside, why is the cat taking a nap at the door?"

Yun Ni took a step forward, pouted her mouth inside,
"Who's serving inside?"

Seeing Yun Ni's unkind expression, the inner eunuch was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned pale, and before he could reply, another soft voice came from the hall.

"Your Majesty, just rest for a while, eat the food first and then review the memorial, otherwise the dragon body will not be able to bear it."

Hearing the soft sound of dripping water, Bai Ningxiang twitched the corners of her lips, glanced at the terrified inner prisoner inexplicably, waved her hand, and just about to go in, Zhang Zhang came in with a tray .

"Empress, why don't you go in when you're here?"

Bai Ningxiang looked at the Buddha dust pinned to his waist, holding a tray with a cup of ginseng soup and four side dishes in his hand.

Supervisor Han followed the eyes of the empress, and immediately smiled, "The old slave saw that the emperor couldn't rest for a while, so he went to prepare some food..."

Just halfway through speaking, I heard a delicate female voice coming from the hall again, "Your Majesty~, the meal is getting cold."

When Supervisor Han heard this, his ears immediately perked up, he gritted his teeth and cursed, and kicked the inner prisoner who was kneeling on the ground away.

He dared to let someone in to disturb the emperor's office when he was not around.

"The empress forgives the sin, it is the negligence of the old servant."

"Was it your negligence or did you put the red sleeves in on purpose?" Yun Ni stepped forward, grabbing Supervisor Han's collar, with fierce eyes.

"Miss Yun Ni is a bright lesson, this old slave really doesn't know,"

Supervisor Han said, looking at Bai Ningxiang with shame on his face, "Empress Empress, this old slave is negligent, and I shouldn't trust this kid to guard the gate. This old slave will pull out the little hoof inside, if he dares to disturb the emperor's work, he will definitely not Forgive me."

"No need, Ben Gong will go in and have a look."

The Chengde Palace is neither big nor small, they lingered at the door for so long, the emperor should have heard it a long time ago.

inside the hall,

Han Jing was sitting behind the desk, flipping through a memorial in his hand, and on the Eight Immortals table next to him were some snacks and a bowl of soup.

A maidservant in red stood beside her, staring at Han Jing eagerly with resentment in her eyes.

This palace maid Bai Ningxiang still has an impression, the second-class maid in the Qiankun Palace is responsible for cleaning and tidying up the emperor's bedroom on weekdays, she sometimes gets up late, and she has met several times.

Seeing her appearance, Bai Ningxiang couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. She has put on makeup, so there is no need to ask her intentions.

"No matter how hardworking the emperor is, he still has to eat, doesn't he?"

Bai Ningxiang walked over, pulled out the memorial in his hand, and chuckled lightly.

"The emperor wants to take care of the dragon body?"

Han Jing looked at the queen, his eyes flashed helplessly, "It was almost finished, what meal did the queen send me?"

(End of this chapter)