Yinzhen led his entourage to a vegetable garden that had been specially set aside in the manor.

Looking around Changning, it seems alright. It's not particularly big, probably about the size of a small garden in Qingzhiyuan. It should be enough to grow some vegetables and such.

However, this land hasn't been properly treated yet; there are still some weeds and it hasn't been cultivated.

Chang Ning's lips twitched. How long is this going to take?

It makes you sweat just looking at it.

Yinzhen's goal was to finish cultivating all this land today, and of course, he had the necessary tools.

There was a plow and an ox; the old ox was still panting and wagging its tail.

"Wow! Father! That cow is huge!" Hongzhao immediately developed a strong interest in animals.

Fearing he might get hurt, Yinzhen quickly stopped him, saying, "Hongzhao, don't go over there. You're too small to lift the plow. Just pull some weeds and use a hoe to clear the ground."

Hongzhao pursed his lips. Had his father forgotten that he was naturally strong?

So, with a desire to show off, he sneaked up to the plow, tried to lift it with all his might, and surprisingly, he actually managed to lift it. Although it wobbled a bit, the plow was no light thing; only an adult man could lift it.

Yinzhen was surprised by his son's strength, but also relieved, as it seemed that today's farm work shouldn't be too difficult.

After saying that, he began to assign tasks. Hongzhao, being one of only two men present, was asked to plow the field with him, while the two girls followed behind to do what they could.

As for Changning, you can just sit under an umbrella for a while, drink some tea and eat some snacks.

At first, the group worked enthusiastically, and Hongzhao even rolled up his sleeves to show off his competence, working up a heavy breath, just like the old ox.

Although Yinzhen was inexperienced, he had long wanted to farm, so he consulted a lot of information. There was also an old farmer guiding him, so although he was a little unskilled, the process went relatively smoothly.

Su Peisheng was on tenterhooks. He had trained the ox for several months and it shouldn't hurt its master, but he was afraid it would poop anywhere. If it accidentally dirtied its master, he wouldn't have enough heads to chop off!

Fortunately, the situation he feared did not occur. The old ox was clearly used to farm work and was much faster than Yinzhen and the others.

Hutuli, too, relying on his martial arts skills, refused to be subservient to others. He wielded his small hoe with great enthusiasm, reciting poetry as he did so.

"Hoeing the fields at noon, sweat drips onto the soil. Who knows that every grain in the bowl is the result of hard work?"

Emperor Yinzhen nodded repeatedly as he read the poem. "Very good," he said, "the children have realized the value of grain. He certainly doesn't want his children to be ignorant of the five grains."

Yierha, on the other hand, was sweating profusely. She was secretly anxious. She was several years older than Hutuli and Hongzhao, and she couldn't be inferior to her younger siblings.

But as it turns out, she really couldn't compare.

Having been pampered and pampered all year round, he had no strength left. After working for a while, he could barely lift his arms. Looking up, he saw that his younger siblings were much faster than him, and he felt a little discouraged.

Yierha glanced to the side again and saw Chun'e's mother sitting on a large reclining chair, with a maid holding an umbrella beside her, leisurely eating fruit.

She secretly swallowed, thinking to herself, "Chun'e-mother, call me quickly, Chun'e-mother, call me quickly."

Whether it was a telepathic connection between the two of them or something else, Changning happened to send someone to call them to have some water and rest for a while.

It's only a few hours, and they're all so tired, their faces are flushed, and they're covered in sweat.

The group of people were drinking tea in big gulps, gulping it down, finishing one cup after another, which made Changning feel both sorry for them and want to laugh.

She remembered Miaoyu saying in "Dream of the Red Chamber": "One cup is for tasting, two cups are for quenching thirst like a fool, and three cups are for drinking like a cow or a donkey."

They were gulping down cup after cup, it really did look a bit like that, Changning covered her mouth and chuckled.

Seeing her smile made Yinzhen feel a little embarrassed, which was unusual for him.

"How are you doing here? Are you tired? Do you want to go back and rest?"

Changning shook her head: "No need, I'm not exposed to the sun here, and I'm not tired. The weather is quite comfortable right now, I'll just enjoy the breeze."

Yinzhen instructed Chuixue, who was standing nearby, "When the wind picks up, cover your master with a blanket."

Fubuki nodded in agreement; she had been prepared for this for a long time.

After drinking tea, Yinzhen had to go back to work. This time, Hongzhao and Hutuli stopped complaining about how fun it was and both looked a bit gloomy. However, they didn't dare disobey their father, so they had to bite the bullet and head back.

Yierha also sighed, wiped the sweat with a handkerchief, and touched his face, which was burning hot from the sun.

Just as she was about to resign herself to her fate and follow, she heard Changning call out, "Yierha, Hutuli, come here."

The two girls hurried over, and Changning gave each of them a pastry: "Sit down and eat for a while, no rush."

Hutuli chuckled and said, "That's wonderful, Mother, you really understand me."

Yierha readily agreed and sat down, saying, "Thank you, Chun'e Mother."

"It's nothing. We'll ask them to bring us a bowl of yogurt later. It'll be cool and refreshing to eat right now."

So, Hongzhao, filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment, saw his two older sisters openly slacking off, their little mouths pouting high. Seeing that their father wasn't paying attention, he ran over to freeload.

Yinzhen turned around, smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to continue working.

The day's hard work made the children realize that farming is a very tiring and difficult task, even more difficult than solving trigonometric puzzles.

So the children ate all the food and rice that night.

Even Hongzhao stopped being picky about food; he ate whatever he could, whether it was meat or vegetables.

Changning strongly suspected that he was just tired; he ate three bowls of rice with that spicy pork belly sauce that Eunuch Ma had made.

By the end of the meal, Changning was worried that he would get indigestion.

Yinzhen asked the children with a smile about their experience of farming, and the three children looked at each other in bewilderment.

Hongzhao swallowed hard and whispered, "I think it's quite meaningful. When my brothers come back, I'll definitely make them try it too!"

Changning glanced at him. Good grief, aren't you a brother-obsessed guy? Why are you starting to betray your brother?

Yinzhen patted his head and praised him, "Hongzhao was especially good today. He helped his father a lot. These vegetable gardens are already half-finished. He only needs to work for two more days. Would Hongzhao like to continue helping his father?"

Hongzhao was flattered by his father's praise, so he patted his chest and said loudly, "I'm willing!"

Hutuli felt hopeless about her silly younger brother and hurriedly said, "My older sister and I will help Mother look after him tomorrow. Hongmin and Hongchen were making a fuss today because they couldn't find him."

Yinzhen nodded. He hadn't originally intended for his daughters to do any more work; farming was too difficult for them, and a day's experience would suffice.

It's Hongzhao; we need to keep his temper in check.