In Xiliang, Mr. Mu and his wife are busy all day long.

The business left by Mu Wanqing was extremely large, and it was quite difficult to take over.

As time went by, he gradually adapted to the situation. Master Mu had managed Shuimu Farm perfectly inside and out. Mu Zhong was a loyal and capable man, and he assisted Master Mu very well.

The workshop, research institute, boarding school, and farmland are the top priorities. Each department has two managers, and they are all extremely appropriate.

The farmland does not grow anything else but cotton and wheat, which not only ensures the food supply, but also allows the people in the village to wear new clothes and cover themselves with new quilts.

That's enough.

Madam Mu and Ji Cheng, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, took over the family business. They worked together and discussed things carefully, and the business was booming.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole family sits together to celebrate the festival.

There is a table full of delicious food and some cute little mooncakes.

Master Mu took a red bean paste mooncake but didn't eat it. He sighed softly, "I don't know who will spend the holiday with Qing'er now. Alas, she is all alone in the capital. I feel sad just thinking about it."

Everything was good in Xiliang. He made money like water and was respected by the people. The only thing was that he didn't have a daughter by his side.

Madam Mu was also always worried about her daughter. "I don't know if she has taken good care of herself. The child is still young. I wonder if those old foxes in the court have bullied her."

In her eyes, her daughter is still a child. It's okay at ordinary times, but she misses her daughter especially during the holidays.

Ji Cheng held a pink baby in her arms and fed it gently, "Mom, no, sister Wanqing is very smart, she is the only one who can bully others."

Second Madam Mu always remembered how they were exiled. The eldest branch of the Mu family offended someone and was brought down to earth.

My daughter is blocking the way of many people and will be hated.

"She is alone and has no foundation. How can she defeat those old guys who are forming cliques and pursuing their own interests?"

Master Mu hesitated for a moment, "How about we go back to the capital? Let the children stay in Xiliang."

Mu Zicheng stuffed the child in his arms into his arms and advised softly, "My sister said that the situation in the capital is unclear. Without her order, you two should not go back, lest you become a weak spot for others to take advantage of my sister."

The little guy touched Master Mu's face and smiled sweetly at his grandfather. The child's cheerful smile was so healing that it made Master Mu feel much better.

"Ping An An, these two children have not met their aunt yet."

Mu Zicheng and his wife had two children in three years, and they have a pair of sons and daughters, and their family is happy.

Mu Zicheng deliberately changed the subject, "Dad, don't just think about your sister. You also gave birth to my second brother, so don't be too partial to him."

Mu Ziang is stationed in Fuyun City and comes back once a year, unlike Mu Wanqing who is away for several years.

Master Mu snorted coldly, "I don't care about that brat who refuses to get married."

Men should get married when they are old enough, and women should get married when they are old enough. The second son is not young anymore, but the issue of marriage has not been resolved.

He firmly opposed his parents' arranged marriage, saying that the arrangement had to be approved by him and he had to approve the marriage proposal. Otherwise, even if he was taken back for marriage, he would find a way to escape.

After hearing what they said, what else can they do as parents? Beat them up first.

Madam Mu frowned slightly, "Does Ziang have a lover? Is he too low-ranking to tell us?"

Master Mu was stunned for a moment, "Not really."

Madam Mu Er didn't trust her son's judgment. "It's hard to say. He's not confused about big things, but he's a complete fool when it comes to relationships."

She doesn't mind if her family background is not good, but she is afraid of marrying someone who will cause trouble for the family.

It was useless for the couple to be anxious. Mu Ziang refused to listen and took advantage of the fact that he was far away in Fufeng City and did not take it seriously.

"Forget it, leave him alone, let him do whatever he wants." Madam Mu had already given up. That unfilial son pretended to be deaf and dumb, and there was nothing she could do to him. "I'm just worried about my Qing'er. Why hasn't her marriage with Young Marshal Du been finalized yet?"

Mr. Mu was not in a hurry. Qing'er was so capable, who could force her? "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Qing'er is a person with her own ideas. As long as she is happy, that's fine."

Ji Cheng's mouth twitched. His parents-in-law were definitely double standards.

The son was adopted, but the daughter is biological.

The next day, everyone slept in, which was a rare occasion. Master Mu slept until noon before he slowly got up to wash up.

It was already past breakfast time, but the kitchen was always ready and would deliver meals immediately when we heard we needed them.

A plate of fried dumplings, two bowls of white porridge, two poached eggs, and two cold dishes, simple and easy.

Mr. Mu and his wife sat opposite each other and ate slowly.

Suddenly, the butler rushed in like a gust of wind, "Master, hurry up."

He ran so hard that his face turned red and he couldn't even catch his breath.

Master Mu's heart tightened and he became a little nervous. "What happened? Don't worry, tell me slowly."

Seeing him sitting still, the butler got anxious and went forward to pull his arm, "Go and receive the imperial edict."

The chopsticks in Madam Mu's hand fell to the ground with a "thump."

Master Mu stood up suddenly and rushed out in a hurry. He turned back when he was almost at the door and said, "No, Madam, we have to wear formal clothes to receive the imperial decree. Change clothes quickly."

The couple put on their full suits and checked each other's appearance. Only after they were sure everything was fine did they support each other and walk out, their legs weak.

When they arrived at the hall, they saw a group of strangers standing at the door. Mu Zicheng and his wife were socializing with nervous expressions.

The leading imperial envoy saw Mr. Mu and his wife coming and said, "Mu Zhongping, accept the order."

Everyone knelt on the ground to receive the decree, and the imperial envoy said loudly, "The Emperor, by the order of Heaven and the Mandate of Heaven, decrees that Princess Qingping Mu Wanqing has made great contributions by presenting potatoes, and her father Mu Zhongping is specially granted the title of Marquis of Qingyuan, and her mother is granted the title of First-Rank Imperial Edict, and a Marquisate is granted..."

His voice was loud and powerful, but the man kneeling on the ground was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Master Mu heard every word, but didn't understand them when they were put together.

There seemed to be something wrong with his ears, how could he be conferred the title of Marquis of Qingyuan?

After the imperial envoy finished reading the imperial edict, he clasped his hands together and looked at the person on the ground. Why didn't he react at all?

"You still haven't thanked me yet."

Master Mu was still numb. Someone gave him a gentle push, and he subconsciously bowed to express his gratitude, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

He took the imperial edict tremblingly, looked at it again and again, and suspected that he was dreaming.

The Imperial Envoy smiled and cupped his hands, "Congratulations, Lord Mu."

Master Mu pinched his face hard, and a sharp pain came over him. "Ah, it hurts. This is not a dream."

He was so naive and silly that he amused the imperial envoy, "Hahaha, Lord Mu, you gave birth to a good daughter. This is due to Princess Qingping's gift of potatoes."

Who would have thought that a simple and honest man could be granted a title of nobility thanks to his daughter, which would make the ministers in the court extremely envious.

What else could a husband ask for if he had a daughter like this?

This time they were so stimulated that officials in the court began to invest in girls in their families. They were told not to stay at home and play house fights, but to go to school and learn skills.

If I'm lucky, maybe I can earn a title for me.

Regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl, they are all our own children. If we educate them well, they will all benefit from it.

But Mr. Mu Erye was full of suspicion. My daughter had earned me a title. Can I blame him for being partial? With such a daughter, it was normal for him to be partial.

The other members of the Mu family were also extremely shocked and speechless for a long time.

Mu Zicheng already knew his sister's abilities, but to this extent was unprecedented.

Since ancient times, there was only one possibility for a daughter to be granted a title, that is, the daughter of the family became the queen and the mother of the country.

But Mu Wanqing relies on achievements.

"Father, it's true. You are now the Marquis of Qingyuan."

Although it is not explicitly stated whether this title can be inherited, it probably depends on performance, but it is glorious and majestic enough.

Master Mu came back to his senses and finally felt the reality. "Being a marquis is every man's dream. I don't have the ability, but I didn't expect that Qing'er would help me realize it. How come my Qing'er is so amazing and capable?"

Madam Mu was granted the title of the first rank imperial decree, and there were few people in the world who could make her kneel down. "Such a capable daughter is my own!"

As soon as the news came out, everyone in Xiliang was happy for the Mu family.

Princess Qingping was a great benefactor to the people. During her years in Xiliang, she completely changed the poverty situation in Xiliang.

Today, the people of Xiliang live and work in peace and contentment, have enough food and warm clothing, and their lives are getting better and better.

She also protected the people of Xiliang in the court, and always thought of them when there was something good.

Look, along with the imperial envoy came 200,000 kilograms of potato seeds, which Mu Wanqing had worked hard to obtain for them.

In addition, there are another 5,000 kilograms that were personally allocated by Mu Wanqing and are not counted publicly.

The people were so excited that they took their household registration documents to buy low-priced potato seeds as if it were New Year's Day, and they also received a planting guide.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t read, the village head will always recognize you.

The government will also send people to provide guidance to ensure that everyone learns.

Mu Wanqing asked the imperial envoy to bring an extra 1,000 kilograms of potato seeds to her parents so that they could plant them on the farm.

She also wrote several potato recipes in the letter so that she could sell potato snacks in the future.

Qinzhou, an ordinary farm

A small river meanders and the waterwheel keeps turning, bringing river water into the saline-alkali land, flushing it over and over again.

The originally barren saline-alkali land is now home to sparse plants, including sorghum, wolfberry, sand date, and hemp.

The most planted plant is sorghum, which is growing well after several years of experimental improvements.

A group of women wearing straw hats were busy in the fields and could still chat with each other.

"Jinniang, I didn't expect that sorghum could be grown in this saline-alkali land. Fortunately, you persisted."

Jinniang smiled bitterly, "Unfortunately, I can't grow rice."

She tried for several years but still couldn't grow any. What a pity.

A woman laughed and said, "What are you thinking? How is this possible? It's a blessing to be able to grow these."

This sorghum can be eaten as a meal. Although it doesn’t taste very good and is not easy to digest, it can fill your stomach.

Sorghum stalks can also be used to feed livestock. It's great to have multiple uses for one thing.

"Yes, we try to plant more. Isn't it said that we can make wine? Let's try it another day."

Everyone said at once, "There's not enough food, and you're still brewing wine. What a good idea!"

Jinniang never participated in their bickering. She wiped the sweat off her face with a handkerchief and said, "We are all tired. Let's take a rest."

A group of people sat on the embankment and drank tons of water. They were all very thirsty.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Jinniang. Although she was dark and had many pimples on her face, her every move was indescribably beautiful. The way she drank water was also very beautiful, just like those well-educated ladies from famous families.

Everyone knew that she was a widow, but no one knew where she came from or what her husband's family did.

She hired them to do the work, and they didn't ask too many questions.

"Jinniang, are you going to school later?"

Jinniang nodded slightly, "Go."

She learned from Mu Wanqing and set up a primary school on the farm, enrolling children from the farm and nearby areas, to teach them how to read, arithmetic and needlework.

In the absence of a suitable teacher, she taught the classes herself.

Just for this reason, everyone respects her. It is very difficult to go to school these days and the tuition alone cannot be paid.

Several women couldn't help but praise him, "You are amazing. You can do everything. You can read and write, and you can farm and raise pigs. You are also so kind-hearted. I wonder which family will marry you in the future..."

She spoke quickly and told it all.

"Ahem." Someone reminded.

The woman knew she had said the wrong thing and looked embarrassed.

Jinniang seemed not to have heard it, and said calmly, "Who am I? You have never seen a truly powerful person."

The women all said, "We can't see anyone else but you. You are the most amazing person we have ever seen."

A woman came running over and excitedly shared the latest news with everyone, "Princess Qingping has made great contributions again, and the emperor has conferred the title of Marquis of Qingyuan on her father."

Everyone: ...What? Did you hear that correctly?

Mu Jinyao: ...