Ying Zheng was full of questions. Why did his daughter's hobbies always look different from others?

Girls from other families think about dressing up and start looking for men and preparing to get married at a very young age.

My own daughter is beautiful and looks good even without dressing up. She takes after her mother, with delicate and graceful facial features, and her dressing style is also unique. I don’t know where she learned this, and I never see her dressing up on weekdays.

As far as he knew, her hobby was to read books at home when she was at Jingshui Pavilion, occasionally taking her maid for a walk around the farm, and staying at home the rest of the time.

After arriving in Xianyang, he started to get busy, but the direction of his busyness was completely different from what he had expected. He began to make paper, win people's hearts, and opened shops. Now he wants to plant fruit trees and raise livestock.

Zhao Qingrui was also surprised. He had more than a dozen manors? This was Xianyang. Was his father really that capable?

"I'll have someone take you there tomorrow. Just do whatever you want. I remember there are still a few empty farms." The empty farms were close to the hillsides. The land was barren and nothing could be grown there, so they remained empty.

"Thank you, Dad. You're the best." Zhao Qingrui hugged Ying Zheng's arm and acted coquettishly. She was in a very good mood. Her father doted on her without any limit and gave her whatever she wanted.

"You know I'm fine now, but what about when you tortured me before?" Although Ying Zheng enjoyed his daughter's closeness, he rolled his eyes at her.

"How could that be a bother for Dad? I was doing that for his health. Dad, you don't know how to appreciate a good person." He turned around and began to blame his father.

Ying Zheng was speechless. This girl was simply lawless.

However, he likes his daughter's lively personality. She is brave and he doesn't worry about her being wronged even if she gets married in the future.

After Zhao Qingrui returned to her own yard, Dun Ruo came over quickly.

On the second day, a group of palace maids and eunuchs were dealt with in the palace, and the rumors disappeared completely, as if they had never appeared.

"Master Su? Why are you here?" The housekeeper was surprised to see Su Ling coming.

"Excuse me, I'm here to visit Miss Zhao." Su Ling bowed. He couldn't understand many of the books Zhao Qingrui gave him.

The knowledge in the book was something he had never seen before. It attracted him deeply, and the conceptual theories were even more fascinating.

"Master Su, you came at an inopportune time. The young lady went out half an hour ago and will not be back for a while. Master Su, do you have something important to tell me?" The housekeeper said with a smile.

A look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, "It's not important. I wonder when Miss Zhao will be back?"

"He will probably be there in the afternoon or evening. If it's not something important, Master Su, you can come back tomorrow."

"When Miss Zhao comes back, please tell her that Su Ling will come to visit tomorrow." Su Ling said seriously.

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Sitting in the carriage, the roads in Xianyang were not very smooth, and there was no shock-absorbing device on the carriage. Even with a cushion, it was not very comfortable to sit on.

This is why Zhao Qingrui doesn't like traveling far away.

Accompanied by a manager named Pang Shulin, Zhao Qingrui came to his own farm.

I got off the carriage and looked at the farm in front of me.

"Miss, this is the first farm, with a total area of ​​230 acres. Millet and hemp are currently planted here..." Manager Pang described the situation of the farm in detail. This is not an imperial farm, but a private property under the name of the First Emperor.

After knowing the identity of this little ancestor, he was secretly shocked, and even His Majesty said bluntly that he would let the little princess do whatever she wanted.

Zhao Qingrui saw this large piece of land. This was the first farm that was this big and the location was very good.

This is Xianyang. Not to mention that every inch of land is worth a lot of money, there are more than a dozen farms in Xianyang. My father's ability is unexpectedly great.

There were quite a few tenant farmers working here, but none of them were as miserable as those she had seen in Beidi County. Although these people were a little thinner, they were in good spirits.

"What is the annual yield of millet and hemp on this farm?"

"How many tenant farmers are there on the farm?"

"Besides millet and hemp, do you grow anything else?"

“How do you fertilize?”

Zhao Qingrui asked a lot of questions, and Manager Pang answered them in detail. It was obvious that he knew a lot about everything on the farm.

After reading it, I headed towards the next village.

There are a lot of beans and wheat planted on this farm, as well as a large area of ​​hemp. Hemp has a wide range of uses and is planted in large quantities in every place in Daqin.

These things are all grown on the next few farms, but they are always the same few kinds, with limited variety.

"Miss, the other farms are all barren hills, and two of them have not yet been cultivated. Do you want to go and have a look?" Manager Pang said respectfully.

"Eat first, then go see." Zhao Qingrui was a little tired, the sun was still scorching, and she wanted to take a break.

Zhao Qingrui had spoken, and the guards quickly took out the pots and food they had brought.

It is early summer now and the sun is a bit scorching. Chunxi uses an oil-paper umbrella to block the sun, but Zhao Qingrui still feels a bit hot.

The group came to the shade of the trees, and the guards quickly found some firewood.

There is a clear stream in the shade of the trees, blocked from the sunlight by the big trees. The water is clear and cool. I splashed some on my face, and the heat from my body instantly dissipated a lot.

The food brought over were all semi-finished products prepared by the cook, and they only needed to be cooked before being eaten.

The aroma of food slowly drifted out, attracting people passing by.

"Brother, do you smell anything? It smells so good." Wang Wei shrugged his nose and looked around, looking for the source of the fragrance.

"I smell it, it seems to be over there, let's go and take a look." Wang Yuan jumped off the horse and led the horse towards Zhao Qingrui and the others.

Wang Wei hurriedly followed, his stomach growling with hunger. The smell of the fragrance made him even hungrier.

The two brothers went out to play and forgot the time, so they came back late.

Zhao Qingrui wiped his face and sat under the shade of a tree. His eyes fell on the vegetable dumpling soup that was already bubbling in the pot. It would soon be ready to eat.

"Miss, someone is coming." Chunxi reminded.

Zhao Qingrui looked up and saw two children. One looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, somewhat like a teenager, and the other looked about ten years old. They looked somewhat similar, so they must be brothers.

Wang Yuan looked at the group of people, and it seemed that the leader was the girl not far away.

"Hello, young lady. My little brother and I were passing by here and suddenly smelled the fragrance, so we came over to check it out. Sorry to bother you, young lady." The young boy blushed, too embarrassed to admit he was hungry, but his eyes unconsciously drifted towards the clay pot and iron wok; that's where the fragrance came from!

"Beautiful sister, my brother and I haven't eaten for a day." Wang Wei is an extrovert, and he looked at Zhao Qingrui with his big eyes full of expectation.