My servant in the Tang Dynasty is Li Shimin

Chapter 166 Genetic rice is ripe!

Amidst the anxiety, Li Jing sighed silently.

"When will it be a day like this?"

"This kind of day, when will it be the head!"

Yuhang, Qiantang Town.

Little chubby Li Tai sat in the wooden house with limbs weak, his hands turned backwards at random, full of calluses and blood blisters.

At this time, his eyes were up, his tongue was sticking out, his whole body was pitch black, and he was tanned like a black charcoal ball.

The eyes are full of despair for life and discouragement for the future, without any trace of anger.

He's been... completely screwed up.

After a long time, the little fat pier managed to pull up a bit of strength, woke up from the dazed state, and with this last bit of strength, "squirmed" to the desk.

"Zhenguan three years, October."

"Dear Father, Zhan Xinjia...I love you...(cross out)!"

"I sincerely wish you health and happiness!"

"I'm sorry, your son and I have been a little too 'excited' recently."

"Today, my lovely little sister, Xiao Le'er, and my beloved elder brother, Li Dasha, are, as usual, accompanying Prince Wang on a boat on Qiantang Lake, having fun everywhere."

"Of course, they never think that they are having fun, but feel that they are experiencing the bitterness of the world and the twists and turns of life."

"My fucking day (crossed out)!"

"And you are sad, dedicated and desperate second son me."

"Also with endless gratitude to you, Father, I am working hard on farming as usual, enduring the heat of the sun and the 'joy' of working!"

"Father, I really want you to experience this sincere 'happiness'!"

"Actually, nothing major happened today. Prince Wang Hei didn't give any answer to the letter you sent someone to send before. Instead, he turned around and told me to burn the letter."

"It was you who ordered me to obey the prince's order. I actually have no choice but to submit."

"It's just really fun. (cross out)."

"The only thing that may be considered a big deal recently is that your son and I have two more blisters on my hands, and my right arm is sunburned and is already molting."

"This is the fifth time I have been sunburned in a month, and it is more than half less than last month. It is really a big improvement."

"And as you wish, your son and I have lost fifteen catties in these days!"

"Then let me talk about my academic achievements in recent days."

"Although Mr. Wang goes boating every day, his stupid follow-up to Uncle Ming has taught me a lot."

"For example, there are three methods of cultivating land: inward turning, outward turning, and nesting turning."

"And I also know to sprinkle the soil with manure water, which can make the crops grow fuller and stronger, and increase the fertility of the land."

"It's all thanks to you that I can learn knowledge that these birds don't use!"

"My dear father, am I really your most beloved son? Or, in fact, I was just an accident?"

……

Li Tai, who had worked all day, started to take notes as usual.

This was Li Shimin's order, asking the two brothers to record Wang Yuan's every move, and then report to him regularly.

Since coming to Qiantang County, he hasn't stopped for a day.

The papers he wrote were already more than half a foot thick, and Li Chengqian also wrote, but most of what he recorded were bragging words to Wang Yuan, which were of limited use.

"Father, as far as my son is concerned, the prince has no intention of starting to deceive you."

"However, we should be returning to the pass soon. If Prince Wang wants to take action, it may be within a few days."

"You must be careful!"

After writing down the only two or two useful sentences, Li Tai put down the brush.

Stretching, the whole person lay on the chair, staring blankly at the sky, muttering to himself:

"It will be the end of October soon, when the first batch of genetic rice will be fully mature."

"After living for so many years, this is the first time I have farmed. I don't know how many acres I planted, and how much I can harvest?"

It is now mid-October, and the growth of the first batch of genetic rice is very gratifying, with a new appearance almost every day.

Judging from the current speed, Wang Yuan estimates that this batch of rice will mature within a week.

Like Li Tai, Wang Yuan, the initiator of genetic rice planting, looks very lazy even though he fishes in the ark every day.

But in my heart, I also attach great importance to this matter, and I am uneasy about the upcoming harvest period.

Speaking of which, it has been almost a year since he traveled to the Tang Dynasty, but it was the first time that he acted in such a big way.

"I really hope it will work!"

"No! It must be successful!"

Wang Yuan couldn't help praying in his heart, hoping that this time, there would be a bumper harvest.

After several months of campaigning and the propaganda of the county magistrate.

Now almost the entire Qiantang County.As well as the people in the nearby states and counties, they all knew that he, the road-builder, was farming and waiting for his final harvest.

If he can't produce a good harvest this time, the people in Qiantang Town and nearby will be disappointed with the genetic rice.

"This time, we must succeed, otherwise we will die before we finish our mission, and we have wasted several months in vain."

"And it's very difficult to have a chance to make a comeback."

Talking to himself, Wang Yuan clenched his fists involuntarily, slowly waiting for the time to pass.

Seven days later, he went to the official field in Qiantang County.

The fields that were originally empty were bustling today, with thousands of people gathered in it.

Under the full publicity of the county magistrate of Qiantang County, almost all the farmers in Qiantang County know that Wang Yuan, a road-builder, is promoting genetic rice and will harvest it today.

"Shenren's rice is about to be harvested, and I don't know if there is really a high yield as rumored."

"I don't think it's possible. The annual yield is [-] shi per mu, and it is said that in the Lingnan area, three cropping can still be carried out. The yield per mu is more than [-] shi. How can this be rice?"

"This is almost as good as the sweet potato recommended by the court before!"

"That's right! Although Shenren is a great benevolent person, does rice really have such an outrageous yield?"

"Big fellows, don't talk nonsense later, after all, the God-man has helped us so much."

"Wait a minute, if the harvest is not good, everyone can't complain, just say it well."

"Understood, of course we understand!"

Many farmers nodded in agreement after hearing the words, saying that no matter what the circumstances, they would praise Wang Yuanda.

"My lord, you are sure to succeed this time!"

The county magistrate of Qiantang County and the sheriff of Yuhang County were also among them.
This is proper boss treatment!
Wang Yuan, who was not far away, moved his ears slightly. After hearing these words, he only felt that the pressure on his shoulders was even greater.

After all, it was also the first time he experienced such a scene.

In fact, what he wants is not some gratitude and cheering, that thing is of no use at all.

What he wants is for farmers to promote genetic rice from the bottom of their hearts. This is the most fundamental meaning of what he does.

With an uneasy mood, he looked at the rice fields in front of him that had turned into a golden ocean, and waved vigorously with one hand!
"The time has come, the big guys start harvesting!"

With an order, hundreds of people, including Baiqi, nearby farmers, and Qiantang County guards, immediately stepped forward with their sickles and waved them to start harvesting.

"My lord, these crops are growing so well, there must be nothing wrong with them."

Xiao Le'er also came over, put her light and boneless little hand on Wang Yuan's palm, and comforted her softly.

She has been boating with Wang Yuan these days, so she is naturally very aware of Wang Yuan's inner worries.

Although it was the first time for her to see a mature rice field as the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty, she was still full of confidence in Wang Yuan.

As long as it is done by Prince Wang, it will definitely be a success!
"You girl."

Wang Yuan turned his head, smiled lightly, and held the little girl Pianzi's hand tightly.

Seriously, it feels pretty good.

"My son has gone through so many storms, when do you need to care?"

Xiao Le'er also smiled, didn't say much, but took out a lollipop with the other hand, and ate it on her own.

These days, she finally got Wang Yuan to give in and built another lollipop workshop nearby.

"If you eat sugar again, it will cause tooth decay."

Wang Yuan fondled Xiao Le'er's little head.

Although this girl is sometimes irritating, she is really cute in normal times.

Originally, he had made up his mind to use this to force Xiao Le'er to quit the lollipop addiction, but in the end he still couldn't hold back the girl.

At this time, Li Chengqian also came over.

"Master, you will definitely succeed."

"It won't take long for ordinary people to see the magic of genetic rice."

Although he hasn't seen the final result yet, and hasn't worked in the fields, Li Chengqian is still full of confidence in this matter.

In other words, he believed in Wang Yuan, believed in him as a god-man master.

"You traitor, what nonsense are you talking here?"

However, Li Chengqian's flattery did not get the expected praise.

Seeing Wang Yuan's expression turned serious, he let go of Xiao Le'er, stepped forward and kicked him out!

"Hurry up and go to the fields to work, don't you see that there are not enough people?"

Hearing Wang Yuan's words, Li Chengqian immediately wanted to die.

This double standard is too much!
His sister blesses you like a baby, you smile, and when it's my turn, you just move your feet!

Sexism!

Outrageous!

However, Li Chengqian only dared to complain in his heart, and after muttering a few words, he picked up his sickle and followed the large army, and started harvesting with them.

Thinking about it, even the father's Baiqi had to follow him to harvest the crops, how could he survive?
If he had known this would happen, he should have continued to be the background board just now and didn't say anything!

Regret too late!

In the rice field, everyone began to harvest with all their strength, while Wang Yuan and Xiao Le'er waited nervously.

(End of this chapter)