Concubine's three acres of pastoral garden

Chapter 46 Harvest
Yu Zixi asked suspiciously: "Luxely dressed? Can you see the face clearly?"

Qi Xing said: "I can't see clearly at night. It seems that there is a young figure, but it is definitely not the one who came out to kill."

Yu Zixi frowned and analyzed: "The clothes are luxurious, young, and accompanied by a master... Let alone the Songhua River, it is difficult to find such a person even in Songning City..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered something, slapped the table and said, "Oh, the first two days were Ghost Festival!"

Qi Xing said in a daze, "Yeah, what's the matter?"

Yu Zixi stood up and paced back and forth, saying, "Every year during the Hungry Ghost Festival, Luo Xuan, the prince of the Northern Liao Dynasty, will visit the princess's grave!"

Qi Xing was dumbfounded and said, "Second Master, you mean those people might be Luo Xuan and his followers?"

Yu Zixi said: "The Shen family are all farmers, so it is impossible for them to have noble relatives, and you went on the official road, and you didn't meet anyone who went there on the same day, so you can get to Yanjiang Village in a short time. The only person who matches your description is Luo Xuan!"

Qi Xing also muttered blankly there: "Yes, the only one who can afford such a guard is probably only the Prince of Beiliao!"

Yu Zixi thumped his hands angrily while sighing, and said, "Oh, this is a big misunderstanding! If they are found out, they must think that I, Koryo, is going to assassinate the prince of Beiliao, and I will not be able to do anything in Beiliao from now on!"

Qi Xing was stunned for a while and said: "No, it's okay, Second Master, we didn't say a word at that time, and those two people didn't bring anything with them, even the sword belonged to Beiliao, they couldn't find out our identity!"

Yu Zixi stopped in her tracks, put her hands behind her back, and said, "If that's easier, the only one he's ever seen is you, um... I think you'd better go back to Korea and hide for a while!"

Qi Xing said: "It's okay, Second Master, it was too dark that night, I didn't even see what that person looked like, and he couldn't see me clearly either, absolutely wouldn't recognize him!"

Yu Zixi said: "Are you sure?"

Qi Xing said: "Sure! No matter how talented that guy is, he won't be able to smell like a dog!"

Yu Zixi felt relieved after hearing the words, sat back on the chair and pointed at the table, "Oh, how could Luo Xuan have something to do with Shen Xianglai? It would be bad if he knew the secret of the gold mine!"

Qi Xing said: "Then I will take someone to kill Chen Xianglai after he leaves in a few days."

Yu Zixi stared and said: "Since Luo Xuan has gone to her place, he will probably pay attention to her. If you go again, you will be taking the initiative to send him clues!"

Qi Xing said: "Then what should we do, if Chen Xianglai really takes someone else's word, our plan will come to naught!"

Yu Zixi said: "Probably not. How long has she kept this secret? Even her family members don't know about it, let alone tell outsiders."

Qi Xing said: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case!"

Yu Zixi nodded slightly, and said: "Well, it makes sense, it seems that I have to go back to Songning to do things for the camera."

Qi Xing muttered: "I think Second Master, you are reluctant to part with agarwood!"

Yu Zixi shot him an angry look, and said, "So what if you don't want to? She is a rare woman, so it's a pity to die so easily!"

Qi Xing said: "Chen Xianglai is indeed different, but she is a woman of a different race after all, Second Master, it is no good for you to worry about her, your own background is here..."

His words touched Yu Zixi's sore spot. He stared and said: "What's wrong with the foreign race! The women of the foreign race are also women, and the people of the foreign race are also human beings! Go, prepare the horse for me, I want to go back to Songning!"

Qi Xing was too frightened to say any more, and went out with his head down to prepare the horses.

Along the river in Xitun, Xianglai sent Luo Jinxing and the three of them away, and then went back to the house and quietly asked her mother, "Mother, how many sons does the King of Northern Liao have?"

Xianglai Niang said: "In the past there were five, but three of them died young, now only the eldest son and the third prince are left."

Xiang Lai asked, "What's their name?"

Xianglai Niang said: "The eldest son is called Luo Xuan, and the third prince is called Luo Qian..."

Xianglai muttered in a low voice: "The names are different, probably not."

Xiang Lai Niang said: "Why, Xiang'er suspects that these people are princes?"

Xiang Lai said: "I'm just making a wild guess. Seeing that Luo Jinxing is so arrogant, those two people not only dare not eat at the same table with him, but even dare not lie down together to sleep, they insisted on guarding the whole night."

Xiang Lai Niang smiled and said: "Silly girl, there are so many rules in a big family. How can a servant have a reason to eat and sleep with the master? Those three people have their backgrounds, but they will never be princes. Which one have you met?" Did the prince go to the fields to buy rice by himself?"

Xianglai thinks about it, but he still takes himself too seriously, thinking that if he travels through time, he will definitely get involved with the emperor's relatives?It's better to grow your own fields honestly and make your own money. I guess my biggest mission here is to avenge Xianglai's father. As long as this goal can be achieved, I won't be in vain.

Thinking of her, she let go of this matter and focused on looking after the three acres of rice fields.

Autumn is coming in a blink of an eye, and when a frost comes, the mountains and forests near and far are covered in colorful colors. Red, yellow, and green leaves are mixed together, and there are clusters of birch poles separated by clusters, which is really beautiful.

Along with the leaves, the rice fields of Xianglai changed color.

A few days ago, it was green and yellow, but this morning it was all yellow.

This frost came a bit early, Xianglai didn't expect it, but the rice is also mature. At this time, the frost will basically not reduce the yield, but we must rush to harvest it as soon as possible, otherwise there will be a lot of rice when the ears of rice are dry. The grain falls on the ground, such an expensive thing, the loss is silver when it falls.

Xianglai had already prepared the sickle a few days earlier, and it had been sharpened quickly. After seeing the frost in the morning, he and his second aunt immediately took the knife out to harvest.

The rice planted by her daughter has finally matured. Even though Xiang Lai Niang is weak, she can't stay, so she borrows a knife from the East Courtyard to help.

Even Tianlai jumped for joy, and followed behind them to pick up the leftover ears of rice.

The sorghum planted in the east courtyard has to wait a few days before harvesting, and the cattle are also fed with grain and grass at home. Dachang has nothing to do except throwing two bales of grass every once in a while, so he also wants to help Xianglai cut the rice, but Wu Zhaodi sees Xianglai. He wanted to make a lot of money, and Zheng was so jealous that he would not ask Dachang to help, so he just sent him to his mother's house to collect beans.

But although Dachang didn't come, Guifang saw that Xianglai was in a hurry to harvest rice, so she went to Geng's house to find Shunzi, and the two helped harvest together.

Seeing that two more helpers had come, Xianglai figured that the harvest would be over in one day, so she asked her mother to go home and cook.

In order to celebrate the harvest, and to entertain Guifang and Shunzi, Xianglai went home at noon and killed an old hen for her mother to cook at home.

After noon, the four of them cut down the three-acre field. In order to get the rice home quickly, Xiang Lai directly pulled down the fence of the vegetable garden at the back. The five of them kept tossing around until dark, and finally moved all the rice from the field to the front yard. Otherwise, if such an expensive thing is left in the field, it will be no wonder if it is not snatched by the envious life.

(End of this chapter)