The Chronicle of the Rebirth of the First Daughter

Chapter 97

"What seed?"

Mr. Cheng was still standing aside, and when he heard Meng Zhiwen's words, he came over curiously.

Meng Zhiwen looked happy, took out a cloth bag from his cuff, unfolded it carefully, and the contents were presented in front of Yuechan and Master Cheng.

Seeing that piece of small green cloth, there were more than a dozen grains of rice wrapped in it. The grains were darker withered yellow, and the grains were not too big, but they were full. Meng Zhiwen picked up a rice seed and peeled off the rice. Shell, exposing rice grains, this kind of rice is slightly yellow, which is much different from the white jade rice in Dazhao Kingdom.

"Although the rice is a little yellow, the taste is not bad. Moreover, the rice yield is large enough to make up for those shortcomings."

Meng Zhiwen explained to Mr. Cheng with a smile: "The officials sent by the Ministry of Agriculture went to a country in the far south, where the rice was harvested twice or three times a year, and the output was frighteningly high. However, the farmers in that country were not very good. I know how to tend the crops, the rice has not been planted well, and there are a lot of grass and insects in the field, just like this, one mu of rice can still produce four or five stones."

scare?
Mrs. Cheng was also startled. With trembling fingers, he took a grain of rice and put it in front of his eyes. After looking carefully for a long time, he smiled happily: "If this is the case, I am blessed with great fortune. Although I, Dazhao Jianguo, also have For more than a hundred years, because of the events of the previous dynasty, the common people are still hungry, if the rice can be planted, the common people can have enough to eat, which is really a great merit."

Meng Zhiwen nodded vigorously: "Yes, that's what I said, this is the month..."

"Master Cheng, if it's okay, the students will leave first!" Yuechan interrupted Meng Zhiwen before she finished speaking, tugged at Meng Zhiwen's sleeve, winked, and then left.

Meng Zhiwen felt that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he quickly shut up and didn't mention Yuechan's matter again.

He also understands the importance of this matter, if Yuechan is told, it might bring some troubles to Yuechan.

Mr. Cheng is a perceptive person. Seeing that Meng Zhiwen didn't mention it anymore, he didn't ask any more questions. He just saluted Meng Zhiwen and laughed: "Meng Hou, I would like to congratulate Meng Hou. If you can make this happen, Meng Hou also counts his hard work and achievements, and he will become a great success in the future. Moreover, although I only teach Miss Meng for a day, it can be seen that the eldest lady is really not simple, she is very smart. If I have to let me teach for a year, I am afraid that the eldest lady will teach me. .”

As soon as these words came out, Meng Zhiwen put aside the rice planting matter, stared at Mr. Cheng and asked excitedly: "Is this true? Is Yuechan so smart?"

Mr. Cheng sighed: "How dare I lie to Meng Hou, it's a pity, if the eldest lady is a man, she will definitely be in the prime of life, she will be very beautiful."

Speaking of this, Mr. Cheng shook his head: "To put it bluntly, Meng Hou invited me to teach the three senior sisters of your family, but I was still a little reluctant. Now that I think about it, I am not the one, Miss Meng. Such an amazingly talented person, whoever can be her husband, is really lucky."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Cheng clasped his fists at Meng Zhiwen: "That's all for the rest of my talk. I hope that Marquis Meng will think more about it, and cultivate the eldest lady well!"

Meng Zhiwen nodded thoughtfully at Mr. Cheng, and watched Mr. Cheng leave, while he stood straight on the ground, his mind was a little confused, and many thoughts came to his mind.

At the beginning, Meng Zhiwen felt that Yuechan was not like a child after discovering the scriptures copied by Yuechan in the middle of the night from Su's room. Later, he heard Master Zhidu say that Yuechan was blessed, so he vaguely felt that he should treat Yuechan well. Some even tacitly allowed her to move Su's books and other things back into the room, wanting to give Yuechan a space to grow freely.

Afterwards, Yuechan grew up really fast, and she showed extraordinary looks in just a few months, not only helped the third prince, even the emperor praised her very much.

However, Meng Zhiwen just thought that Yuechan was just smarter than ordinary children, so he didn't take it too seriously, and just paid attention to it silently, wanting to see how far Yuechan could go.

Now, Mr. Cheng's words really woke Meng Zhiwen up. One or two are fine. With so many people's praises, Meng Yuechan must be extraordinary. Exaggerating, he said that it only took one year for Yuechan to learn all his skills, so it must not take a year.

Think about it, Mr. Cheng has studied hard for more than ten years, and he is a rare talent in the world. What he knows and learns must be complex and profound. Yuechan, a little girl, can learn everything in just one year, which makes people afraid Believe it.

After thinking for a long time, Meng Zhiwen paused, no matter what, Yuechan was his daughter, and Yuechan was well, so he was naturally happy.

At this moment, Meng Zhiwen made up his mind that he must teach Yuechan well, and he could no longer listen to people's nonsense. Whatever Yuechan wanted to learn, he had to create the best conditions for it. broken in his hands.

After posting in a daze for a while, Meng Zhiwen went back to his study, read the official documents for a while, and then began to think about the rice seeds.

No matter how lofty and pedantic Meng Zhiwen is, he also knows that the matter of rice seeding is no small matter. If anyone can make a fuss about it, or participate in the operation inside, not to mention getting promoted and getting rich, first of all, he must be able to do it with the emperor. It's easy to please, if the emperor remembers someone, his future is limitless.

I just don’t know, what does Lord Shang Shu think?
Meng Zhiwen thought wildly for a while, then put the rice seeds away, got up and went back to his room to rest without mentioning it.

On the second day, Meng Zhiwen went to the Yamen early in the morning, but saw that his colleagues in the department were all smiling after seeing him, and all of them were very enthusiastic, which made Meng Zhiwen a little puzzled.

When he entered the house, he was told by human beings that Menghou had come, and Lord Shangshu had been waiting for a long time.

Meng Zhiwen was startled, and followed the little official to Lord Shangshu's room, and saw that Lord Shangshu, who usually looked like an old fox with a smile on his face, stood up to greet him.

But Meng Zhiwen was terrified, and hurriedly cupped his hands: "Your Excellency, you've broken me!"

That Kong Shangshu smiled, took Meng Zhiwen's hand, and said affectionately: "Why did Meng Hou say this, although you and I are superiors and subordinates, but Meng Hou has a title, which is higher than my rank... ..."

During the conversation, the two sat down, and Meng Zhiwen was a little puzzled, and Kong Shangshu had already told the matter: "The matter of the rice seeds that Meng Hou said has been done, and the rice seeds were retrieved, and I have seen the southern land. Yesterday, I went to the palace to report to the emperor, and the emperor's intention is to vigorously promote it in the country of Jokhang, but the heavy burden will fall on Menghou."

Meng Zhiwen was taken aback, and quickly stood up: "Your Excellency, I...how can I take on this important task, I'm afraid I will fail the emperor's grace."

Kong Shangshu smiled and waved his hands: "Sit down, Menghou, you and I don't know how to plant rice in the southern country, and no one in China has planted it before, so I don't know how to do it. Menghou is the one who brought up this matter." , so I have to take on some responsibilities, and for the sake of the tens of millions of people in the Dazhao Kingdom, I also ask Menghou to take on this important task."

While speaking, Kong Shangshu took a sip of tea: "Of course, this burden is not for nothing. The emperor has already sent a message. The Ministry of Agriculture still lacks a left servant. This person is reserved for the Marquis Meng. It is convenient for Marquis Meng to preside over this matter."

What else could Meng Zhiwen say?

He is a loyal person for the country. Since it is the emperor's decree and it is for the people's livelihood, this burden has to be picked if not taken.

However, Meng Zhiwen had some headaches. He really didn't know about the rice.

He is a direct descendant of a hundred-year-old family, and he was born with the son of a marquis. He can't lift his hands on his shoulders. He has never seen anything about farming. If it wasn't for the rice planting this time, he might not have done it at all. Have you seen what the rice looks like?

Rubbing his forehead, Meng Zhiwen looked distressed: "Master Kong, it is the emperor's will, so I have taken up this task, but please find some officials who are proficient in farming to help me, this is also for the sake of the people of Dazhao Kingdom." .”

Kong Shangshu nodded with a smile: "It's natural."

While talking, Kong Shangshu mentioned some things about Meng Zhiwen, and let him hand over his position. From now on, Meng Zhiwen will be the left servant of the Ministry of Agriculture.

When Meng Zhiwen came out of Kong Shangshu's house, many officials from the Ministry of Agriculture already knew about it, and many people came to congratulate him. Meng Zhiwen has been an official for so many years, and he has never had such a good time. The whole person looks a few years younger.

He and several familiar colleagues clasped their fists one by one, saluted each other, and said polite words.

What's more, they clamored for Meng Zhiwen to treat guests, but the most famous Xiankeju in Chang'an City even asked the most famous kabuki in Chang'an City to play and sing for everyone.

Meng Zhiwen was also flattered by everyone's compliments, and he agreed with his enthusiasm for a while.

After he accepted here, he went to hand over the official duties, took the official seal of the minister, and changed the official uniform, and then went to work in the public room prepared for the minister.

The Ministry of Agriculture itself was busy with work, and these officials were more pragmatic, and they were thoughtful and meticulous in their work. At noon, everyone did not go home for dinner, or they ate randomly in the Ministry, or some family members sent meals.

As for Meng Zhiwen, naturally he ate hot dishes and rice from the Meng family. After the meal, Meng Zhiwen only sent the boy who sent the meal home, but forgot to explain that he didn't go home for dinner. Thinking about how to treat guests.

In the evening, all the officials finished their official duties and went to Xiankeju together. Only then did Meng Zhiwen realize that during the day he only cared about being happy, but forgot that the treats needed money. Send money, so many officials go to Xiankeju together, and the food in Xiankeju is famous in Chang'an City, the money he has with him now may not be enough.

What's more, it is necessary to hire a kabuki to play and sing, which is a huge expense.

For a while, Meng Zhiwen's face changed. If he said that he didn't have enough money, he would feel ashamed.

He was in a dilemma, but he saw a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old in green clothes and hat running from a distance. When the young man came over, he greeted him and said with a smile: "But I found the master, and the eldest lady ordered the younger one to come and give the master money." of."

"Miss?" Meng Zhiwen was a little stunned: "I didn't ask anyone to send money, why..."

The young man Yuanyuan had a smile on his face: "The younger one is Huan'er's elder brother in the Missy's room. The boy who delivered meals at the house came back at noon today and said that the master has been promoted. The mansion is happy, and the Missy is also happy." It seems that in the afternoon, the eldest lady thought that the master was promoted, so she must invite his colleagues to dinner, fearing that the master did not have enough money, so she ordered the younger one to bring the bank notes to wait for the master, who was also the younger one. I was sleepy and fell asleep, but I almost missed the master's business."

After saying these words, Meng Zhiwen's heart felt strangely hot after listening to him, and he became even more fond of Yuechan.

(End of this chapter)