When Ji Cheng got married, she not only brought a large dowry, but also brought her younger brother to study. This was the idea of Commander Ji.
Mu Wanqing arranged for the little one to attend her own kindergarten.
Ji Cheng was very worried, so he accompanied his younger brother to kindergarten on the first day. Little brother Ji was nervous at first, but when he saw the slide, swings, see-saw and other facilities, he immediately had a lot of fun.
After spending a few days in kindergarten, little brother Ji successfully integrated into the group. He was reluctant to leave after school and went home happily telling his sister how fun kindergarten was.
Ji Cheng touched his head and said, "Don't just play around, study hard."
His parents had high hopes for him.
Little brother Ji said with a smile, "The teacher said that we should combine education with entertainment, that is, we should learn useful knowledge through playing. I have learned Arabic numerals and pinyin."
Ji Cheng was silent for a moment, then went to the kindergarten in person to inquire about his performance. After confirming that his performance was acceptable, he was completely relieved.
She lived a happy life, going to and from get off work with her husband every day, rebuilding a street together, and feeling full of motivation every day.
Mu Wanqing took her father and second brother back to the farm and began to focus on growing cotton.
Cotton is a plant that requires very high technical content. Mu Wanqing made sufficient preparations for this. She not only brought in the gardeners who were responsible for planting the kapok garden in the Du Mansion, but also asked them to provide technical guidance.
Based on the information in my memory, I found that cotton likes light and sunshine, and sandy loam is the most suitable.
Another point is that fertilization is crucial.
Shuimu Farm was originally a wasteland. In the first year, we were reclaiming the land and used a lot of farmyard manure for fertilization. Now the land is doing well.
As soon as spring comes, we start to prepare the land and make ridges. After drying the seeds for two days, we sow them.
The distance between plants should be the same, not too sparse, but not too dense.
The villagers thought she was too particular. How could they farm like this? Their ancestors had been farming for generations, and they had their own way of doing it. She was too young, and she was a distinguished county lady, so why would she care about farming?
The old man, out of kindness, advised her a few words, but Mu Wanqing insisted that everyone listen to her and took a strong attitude.
She is the master of Zhuangzi. She has the final say and no one else can do anything about it.
Mu Wanqing goes to the fields to check on the situation every day, rain or shine.
On this day, Mu Wanqing and her brother arrived at the field early. Mu Ziang was sharp-eyed and was the first to see it. He shouted in surprise, "Sister, the seedlings have sprouted."
Mu Wanqing looked at the greenery and couldn't help but smile.
"Check the germination rate and make up for the shortage as soon as possible."
Although she seldom goes to the fields, she does farm work quite well.
The old farmers responded and decided to do as she said, no matter what they thought.
Amidst a pessimistic outlook, Mu Wanqing carried out fertilization, weeding, watering and pest control step by step. The seedlings grew vigorously day by day, budding and blooming.
A large field of flowers swayed in the wind, white, light yellow, pink, red, purple, a riot of colour, so beautiful.
Mu Wanqing strolled in the fields with a smile on her face. This is a field of hope.
"This is the first time I know that kapok flowers are colorful." Master Mu was surprised. No wonder wealthy people regard kapok as an ornamental plant. It is indeed beautiful.
Mu Wanqing smiled slightly, "This is also the first time I've seen such a large field of flowers."
In a sense, cotton has two flowering periods. One is the real flowering, colorful, which is this season.
The first is the late fruiting period, with large clusters of pure white cotton wool.
Master Mu stared intently, admiring this rare beauty. "How long will this flower last?"
"The flowering and bell-forming period is said to last about two months." Mu Wanqing looked around, but unfortunately there were not enough seeds, only enough to plant more than 10,000 acres of land.
It will take until next year to plant the entire farm. Alas, there is no other way, we have to take it one step at a time.
"Go see something else."
The rest are planted with watermelons and grapes. The sunlight hours here are long, so the fruits will be sweeter.
The watermelon seeds have been improved, but I haven't tasted them yet.
The Mu family’s three small farms planted wheat, rice, rapeseed, peanuts, sesame, etc., which were all used as staple food and for oil extraction.
The officials bought farms together to raise pigs, chickens, ducks and various vegetables.
These are all supplied to the snack street for consumption.
The watermelons lying under the green leaves are pleasing to the eye.
Mu Wanqing squatted down and tapped a large watermelon gently. Mu Ziang asked anxiously, "Is it ready to eat?"
"It should be OK." Mu Wanqing was not sure, "Let's open it and try it first."
Mu Ziang took the initiative to cut the watermelon with a knife. The black watermelon seeds were embedded in the bright red flesh and the juice overflowed. It looked delicious.
"Why is this different from what we ate last year?" Mu Ziang remembered that the color last time was light pink, and this one is brighter.
Mu Wanqing picked up a piece and started eating. After taking a bite, the sweet taste melted in her mouth.
“It’s because of the abundant light.”
"Wow, this is so sweet and delicious." Mu Ziang's eyes lit up, "This is good, it's great."
He could fully anticipate the buying frenzy that would occur once these watermelons were on the market.
There are not many decent fruits these days, and they are considered scarce.
Mu Wanqing smiled and ordered, "Send two boxes of watermelons to the Xishan military camp and the Du Mansion, and the rest will be put on the market in batches and sold at our Mu's Trading Company."
"Okay." Mu Ziang was filled with joy when he thought of the huge amount of money flowing in.
Mr. Mu was so engrossed in eating the watermelon that he didn't even bother to look up and speak.
Mu Wanqing looked over and said, "Dad, what do you think is an appropriate price?"
Master Mu said casually, "How about ten cents per pound?"
We planted a lot of watermelons and had a bumper harvest this year.
Mu Wanqing shook her head slightly. "It's too cheap. There is no watermelon in Xiliang that is sweeter than my watermelon. I believe everyone will like it. I'll give it 50 cents per pound."
Mu Erye had no objection. She thought it was good. She was much better at business than him.
The weather was hot and Mu Wanqing couldn't stand the heat after staying outside for a while, so she asked someone to pick a few watermelons and take them back to the main house to eat.
A patrol of female soldiers passed by and saluted them one after another. "Hello, Master. Hello, Master Mu. Hello, Second Young Master."
Mu Wanqing smiled and waved in response, feeling very happy.
Before that, she wrote a letter to Commander Ji, asking for the female army directly.
Half a month later, a female army of thousands of people was sent to her, and she was extremely happy.
Ji Cheng picked out one hundred of them, and the rest went to Mu Wanqing.
Mu Wanqing settled everyone in the farm and asked Mu Ziang to lead the team.
Doesn't he want to be a military commander? Let's practice first.
The people were reorganized and divided into ten teams of one thousand people, one team of one hundred people, and a small team of ten people.
You can get two monthly salaries by spending half a day on patrolling and half a day working in the workshop.
This made the female soldiers very happy. How could this be possible?
The garrison system, in which soldiers serve as civilians in peacetime and as soldiers in wartime, made it easy for everyone to accept Mu Wanqing's arrangements.
The farm is very large, and with these female soldiers in charge of security, everyone feels much more at ease.
As soon as they returned to the main house, the maids brought them a wrung-out wet towel. Mu Wanqing washed her face and felt much more comfortable.
She drank the cool mung bean soup and all the heat went away.
Master Mu suddenly remembered something, "Hey, didn't Mu Jinyao say she would come? It's been a while, why hasn't she arrived yet?"
If he hadn't said it, Mu Wanqing would have forgotten about it. Calculating the time, it should be time.
"I asked someone to ask. The emperor sent someone to deliver it, so nothing should happen."
Mu Ziang had a very bad impression of the first wife. "She tried her best to escape, but ended up running back after a long detour. I think her efforts were in vain. It's not worth it. The Prince of Jin is not a good person to entrust your life to."
Mu Wanqing also found it a bit strange, and would have to wait until Mu Jinyao arrived to find out the details.
Suddenly, a servant rushed in and said, "Oh no! Oh no!"
Master Mu paused while drinking his soup and asked, "What happened?"
"Xiwu sent troops to attack Wucheng at night. The war has officially begun."
When these words were spoken, everyone in the audience was shocked and looked at each other.
There was the Southern Barbarians, the war has not yet ended, and now there is the Xiwu launching a surprise attack. It is really one wave after another.
"The war has finally started." Mu Wanqing sighed, her bad premonition came true.
Mu Ziang's face changed drastically. "Can our Great Qi hold out if we are attacked from both sides?"
War is a test of comprehensive national strength and military proficiency. Da Qi was only slightly stronger than other countries and had no way of fighting two fronts at the same time.
Nanyi is still far away from them, so they don’t feel it very deeply, but Xiwu is not far away.
Master Mu frowned, "Why not? We have so many capable generals and a wise and brave emperor. We will not lose."
He subconsciously looked at his daughter, "Qing'er, am I right?"
Mu Wanqing bit her lip lightly, her mind racing, "Dad, second brother, we are about to enter wartime. We will have to extend our training time and send out the Eagle Squadron to gather information. It will be good for us to know more information at this time."
Master Mu was a little panicked, "With the Du family army here, nothing will happen."
Mu Wanqing pursed her lips and said, "Well, but we also need to make more preparations to be prepared."
She felt that this, this might just be the beginning.
Yes, she guessed it, this is indeed the beginning.
General Du took half of the Du family army to the battle, leaving Du Shaoxuan to guard the rear and at the same time be responsible for preparing military supplies and food to be sent to the front line.
The war was at a stalemate.
Not long after, Northern Chu also made a move, claiming to have sent out 100,000 elite soldiers to attack Ganzhou City. Commander Ji, who was on guard, led his soldiers to defend the city tightly and immediately asked for help from the Du family army.
For a moment, the whole world was in an uproar.
This seems like the three kingdoms are joining forces to annex Da Qi.
The situation was critical, the military and civilians were in a state of panic, and the State of Qi was in danger of being attacked by the three countries.
Liangcheng was in a state of panic, and fewer people were coming out to stroll. The Mu family was worried. Was this peaceful life coming to an end? It was not easy to get to where we are today, and they really didn't want it to be ruined by war.
Ji Cheng was even more anxious because her parents and family were in Ganzhou City.
Mu Wanqing inquired about information every day. In the face of the general trend, the power of an individual is too small.
"Master, a letter from the young marshal."
Mu Wanqing opened it and saw that it was a farewell letter. Du Shaoxuan was about to go to the battlefield and wanted to say goodbye to her.
There is no sadness or fear, only generosity and heroism. The last line of words is, take care.
Mu Wanqing's mood was extremely complicated. She was clearly prepared to die on the battlefield, but she said it so lightly.
Mu Ziang looked at her worriedly, "Sister, are you okay?"
Mu Wanqing sighed softly, "I'm going to meet Du Shaoxuan."
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