Chronicle of Farming in Muxianfu

Chapter 422
Muai sinks her mind to control the spring water in the center of Lingquan to sprinkle over the rice field, moistening the rice seedlings a little bit, and finally flows to the ground, making the originally shallow water line rise higher and higher, and the rice seedlings are also visible to the naked eye. The speed is growing rapidly, and a large amount of spiritual energy in the space is slowly gathering towards the rice fields, but Mu Ai's mind is gradually struggling. She is a little puzzled, and she doesn't know why it feels so heavy to do things that are usually simple. , but seeing that the rice is about to mature, there is no time to think about it.

Mu Ai stopped the spring water and saw the golden ears of rice swaying slightly on the entire ten acres of land. She couldn't help but feel happy. The rice grains are picked from the ears of rice, and the shell is peeled off one by one, revealing the round and milky white rice grains inside, forming a rain of rice grains over the space, filling the empty sacks to the brim...

As time passed, Ouyang looked at the beads of sweat slowly oozing from Mu Ai's forehead from a distance, and he inevitably became anxious. He didn't know what Mu Ai was doing, but he instinctively noticed that this time seemed to be worse than before. It was much more difficult, just when he was hesitating whether to go forward to wipe off those beads of sweat, Mu Ai opened his eyes.

He hurried over a few steps and asked, "Why are you sweating so much?"

Mu Ai smiled lightly and comforted him, "It's okay, I'll move the rice outside, you can take care of it."

Ouyang carefully looked at her a few times, and seeing that there was nothing unusual about her face, he agreed and walked out.

Seeing the door closed, Mu Ai couldn't bear it any longer, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Just barely insisting on packing the rice, she felt that the whole space was shaking, and she was extremely dizzy. She tried her best to remove the rice bag and tricked Ouyang away, but she couldn't hold on any longer.

Mu Ai fell limply on the sofa, her body was so soft that she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger, but her chest was not as tight as before, and her breathing became much smoother.

She calmed down for a while, then struggled to drink another glass of spring water, only to feel a little better.Slowly got up and took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood on the coffee table. Just after finishing all this work, Dayu and Tao'er came in. The two of them looked happy and stepped forward and said, "Mom, these sixty bags of rice are enough to support you. It's tomorrow."

Mu Ai smiled faintly, and leaned sideways on the sofa, "This little food is not enough, I'm afraid there will be more disaster victims gathering tomorrow, we still have to go to the city to persuade the government office to open a warehouse for relief."

Dayu nodded and said with a smile, "Mom will bring Simba with me tomorrow, so I won't be afraid that those local officials won't open positions."

Mu Ai nodded, glanced at the porridge stains on their clothes, and said, "Mom is a little sleepy, take a rest first, you go upstairs and change your clothes."

Dayu and Tao'er agreed and went upstairs together. When night fell, Ouyang did not ride a horse, but walked alone to the city to find out the news.

He was lucky enough to spread out his figure, and in just one stick of incense, he rushed to the city of Rong twenty miles away.Because of the news of the porridge, the victims who had been guarding under the city wall rushed to the camp. There was no hustle and bustle in the daytime, and there was no sound except for the occasional chirping of insects.

He circled the city wall for a while, and finally took out two daggers when the city guards were changing guards, inserted them alternately into the gaps between the city bricks, climbed up the wall with his strength, and quickly turned in.
Although only separated by a three-foot-thick city wall, the inside and outside of the city are like two worlds, completely different.

Just at the beginning of the unitary hour, the shops on both sides of the streets in the city were closed, and red lanterns were lit under the eaves. From time to time, people who had dinner wandered in and out of the shops, and peddlers on the side of the road shouted loudly. Some snacks, or purses, or makeup powder, from time to time, they are happy to make a small business, and the restaurant is brightly lit, the wine is intertwined, the sound of punching and laughing can be heard far away, and the flower building at the end of the street wears gauze The woman in the cloak is beckoning to the passing man with a coquettish smile, laughing coquettishly.

Everything is the same as in the past, without any change, it seems that there has never been a flood, no victims cry, there are only days of singing and dancing, just the endless prosperity that deceives the ears and steals the bells...

Ouyang thought of those who were struggling and dying in the flood, and anger flashed in his eyes. He walked around the main street, found an inn called Ping An, stepped forward and knocked on the door, and someone inside immediately asked, "Who is it? It's full today. .”

Ouyang recognized the voice of the thin monkey, so he whispered, "Fen Tian!"

The two wooden doors immediately opened in response, revealing the surprised face of the thin monkey, "Boss, you are finally here, and everyone is in a hurry." As he spoke, he looked behind Ouyang, and asked doubtfully, "Why are you the leader, what about the other brothers?"

"Let's go in and talk." Ouyang walked into the store door, and was led by the thin monkey to the small courtyard behind. Ren Baiyi, Han Niu, Mr. Jin, Uncle Zhong, and two young men who he didn't know were sitting under the tree drinking. Tea, with a worried look on his face.

The thin monkey shouted happily, "The leader is here?"

Ren Baiyi and the others immediately stood up when they heard the words, and when they saw Ouyang's familiar cold face, they all surrounded him with joy.

Ren Baiyi ignored the etiquette, patted Ouyang on the shoulder hard, and said with a smile, "Everyone has to go back to the valley to find you, I stopped them all, we have all rushed through so many winds and waves, you will still be caught by this The rain won't wash away."

Ouyang's heart warmed up, he punched him hard, walked up to Mr. Jin and saluted as a junior, Mr. Jin smiled and stroked his beard and said, "It's fine, it's fine."

The two young men saw that there was no one behind him, and their eyes became more and more anxious. After they finished their greetings, they immediately stood up, bowed their heads and asked, "Is this the Master Ouyang that the young master said? The young one is from the Muxian Mansion." Waiting for the manager, the chief shopkeeper of Rongcheng, Mu Shiqi. I think Master Ouyang must have come in from outside the city, I wonder if our wife, young masters and ladies are all well?"

Ouyang waved his hand to ask them to sit down, and said in a low voice, "Hello, you ladies. We were trapped by the flood at the top of Qingling Mountain. The flood receded a little before we got down the mountain. When we walked twenty miles outside the city, we were blocked by the flood victims again. As he said, he took out a letter from his pocket and handed it over, "A letter from your wife."

Mu Shiqi immediately thanked him, and read together with the person next to him.

The thin monkey heard the words twenty miles outside the city, recalled the news that he heard at the gate of the city today, and asked, "Did the leader and his wife give up food outside the city? Today, people in the city are guessing why the victims suddenly Go clean."

Ouyang nodded, "Now there are more than [-] people gathered."

Everyone gasped in unison, "Ten thousand people?" Mr. Jin frowned, "There are quite a few people, how much food do we need every day?"

"Madam Xian took dozens of sacks of rice grains, and she can barely last until tomorrow night."

Everyone sighed, partly because of Mrs. Xian's miraculous method, and partly because of the misery of the victims.

At this moment, Mu Shiqi finished reading the letter, exchanged a glance with Mu 39 next to him, digested the information in the letter, and then stood up again to give Ouyang the etiquette to meet the master. Ouyang knew that Mu Aiding hinted at the two in the letter As a result, his expression softened a little, he accepted it calmly, and asked them to sit down again.

Mu Shiqi smiled and said, "Madam has something to say, Master Ouyang can just tell you if you have something to do."

Ouyang nodded, "I came to the city this time to inquire about the news. The flood has caused such extensive damage and the people have been displaced. Why hasn't the government opened a warehouse for relief?"

Everyone listened, and their faces showed indignation at the same time. The skinny monkey said, "I am sent by Mr. Ren. These days, I always run to the gate of the city, and I hear the most news. I heard those city guards chatting, This Rongcheng governor is a big corrupt official. In the past, he often sold the new grain that should be stored in autumn, and then bought old grain at a very low price and sent it in as new grain. Saying that Jiangnan is rich and prosperous does not count the filial piety of those merchants for a year, and there is a huge profit of tens of thousands of taels of silver in exchange for only the grain."

"These officials are really dark enough, they dare to touch anything, and they are not afraid that the court will find out and ransack their homes and kill them." Han Niu said bitterly.

Ouyang didn't take it lightly, so when a catastrophe happened, it would be good to fill the stomachs of the victims regardless of new or old food.As for official corruption, that is a headache for His Majesty today. The court has reformed the law and purged officials for many years, but it has not had any effect. It is obvious that this cancer is not so easy to remove.

"Did the imperial court send an imperial envoy to provide relief? Didn't there be an order to open a warehouse for relief?" Ouyang asked again.

The thin monkey sneered, "Imperial envoy? The imperial court sent them, but they were scared by the flood and stopped in Mingyue City, not daring to come over. They drank good wine every day, hugging beautiful women to enjoy themselves. Three days ago, the city gate was still open." Once, a hundred soldiers escorted a chariot to the north, and there were ten beauties in the chariot, which were specially dedicated to the imperial envoy to warm the bed by Mr. Fu Yin."

There was resentment on everyone's face. When the flood hit and the people were displaced, these officials didn't want to give relief, but spent their time drinking and clinging to the superiors. It was an unforgivable crime.

Mu Shiqi sighed, "These officials are the best at deceiving others. Even if the imperial court allocates money for disaster relief, there will not be much left when it falls to the common people."

Mu 39 also nodded, "Uncle Xiao and Wei's family used to take care of our house. Although we don't have to pay filial piety like other businesses, we always have to share some fruit and snacks every year. Since my wife was named prince, the prince of the second young master The identity is publicized to the world, and those officials dare not stretch out their hands indiscriminately."

Ouyang nodded, "Tomorrow, your wife will come to the city to discuss with Fu Yin about opening a warehouse."

Mu Shiqi and Mu 39 got up immediately, and said pleasantly, "The two of us are waiting for Madam's orders at any time."

They said a few more words about their farewell, and Ouyang asked a few more about their arrangements. Seeing that Ren Baiyi's arrangements were well made and he didn't need to bother, he resigned from everyone and took Shouhou with him.

It was already late at night, the shops on the street were closed, the hawkers closed their stalls, and the pedestrians had already returned home. It was very quiet, except for the occasional patrolling by the guards of the city, there was no other person.

The thin monkey led Ouyang and Ouyang all the way through the shadows to hide their figures, flying over the eaves and walls, and in a short while they came to a very well-built courtyard. Above the gate, on the ebony plaque, two golden characters "Miaofu" were written.

The thin monkey said in a low voice, "This is the yard of the Miao mansion."

　During the Lantern Festival, the unit actually has a holiday. I am so happy that I can sleep a little longer in the morning, haha.

　　Ladies and gentlemen, don’t forget to eat glutinous rice balls, especially those filled with peanuts and sesame seeds, they are so delicious.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)