In the side room, Jiang Muyu did not just wait, but took a pen and paper and began to plan how to rationally utilize the land to maximize profits.

Although there are many fields in Lihuazhuang, dry fields account for a large part of them. The water conservancy in Tianqian Kingdom is not well developed, and the paddy fields are close to rivers. If it rains during the rainy season, the river water will rise and flood the fields, and the crops will suffer.

Jiang Muyu saw a lot along the way. She felt that if she could persuade the emperor to build water conservancy projects, the harvest of the entire Tiangan Kingdom would be more than doubled.

Unfortunately, she did not have such a strong voice, nor did she have absolute prestige. This was a big project that required a lot of financial, human and material resources. If she did not have enough confidence and credibility, she would not be able to convince the emperor.

So for now she can only plan Lihua Manor first.

When she inspected the fields just now, she learned that there was only one river nearby, at the foot of the mountain, on the edge of Lihua Village. If she wanted to increase the harvest, she had to build ditches to divert the river water.

She also needs to make a barrel wheel for irrigation. Tiangan Kingdom already has barrel wheels, but the workmanship is not so advanced. She needs to make some modifications to improve the efficiency of the barrel wheel.

Tianqian Country is located in the north. It is now the end of June. In winter, when the snow falls, all the fields become barren. She plans to organize the tenant farmers to build vegetable greenhouses, which should be completed before winter. By then, Lihua Manor will be the only one in the country that can produce fresh vegetables, and she can take the opportunity to make a fortune again.

As she thought of this, she seemed to have seen silver falling from the sky. The scene was so beautiful.

Yun Xuan walked in and saw her staring at the rice paper spread out on the table and grinning foolishly, not even noticing that the ink was all over her face.

"My Lady, My Lady?"

Yun Xuan called her twice before she came back to her senses, looking confused, "What's wrong?"

Yun Xuan was helpless and took a small mirror and said, "My queen, what are you thinking about? You have become a little cat."

Jiang Muyu realized that there was a lot of black ink on his face after taking a photo. It was indeed the same as the cat. "Oh, bring me some water. I need to wash my face."

Yun Xuan went to fetch a basin of clean water. Jiang Muyu put down his paper and pen and went to wash his face. After washing, he wiped it clean with a towel, looked in the mirror, and wiped his hands only after he saw that it was clean.

Yun Xuan took out a small porcelain bottle and placed it on the table. "My queen, this is the golden sore medicine that the prince asked me to bring to you."

Jiang Muyu just remembered this, but the bump on her forehead had already subsided a lot, and it didn't look very obvious, but it still felt a little raised when touched, and it would hurt slightly when touched. But since he gave it to her, she gladly accepted it.

Jiang Muyu lifted her hair, took some acne medicine and applied it on her forehead in front of the mirror. The medicine was in paste form, white, cool, and had a faint herbal scent.

“It smells nice.”

Yun Xuan looked at her, opened his mouth and closed it again. In the end, he said nothing and walked out with the face wash water she had used.

As soon as she went out of the house, Yunshan came up to her and asked in a low voice: "Sister Yunxuan, did you really give the medicine to the princess?"

"I can't disobey my master's orders."

"Alas, that medicine can save lives at a critical moment. It is a waste of resources to give it to the princess to treat minor injuries." She paused and continued, "Tell me, what does the master mean by this?"

Yun Xuan poured out the water in the basin, pursed his lips, and said, "Maybe it's out of guilt."

Yunshan curled her lips and said, "The master has been good enough to her..."

"After all, I delayed her for nine years. How many nine years can a woman have?"

Yunshan sighed again and stopped talking.

…

Mr. Lin followed the deputy manager into the courtyard.

"Your Highness the Princess."

Hearing the noise, Jiang Muyu put down his brush and raised his head. There were two people kneeling on the ground, one was the deputy director and the other was a man in a green gown.

"No need to be polite." Jiang Muyu walked over and said, "Are you Mr. Lin?"

"Yes." Even after standing up, Mr. Lin did not dare to look up at her.

The degree of a scholar in ancient times was equivalent to that of a bachelor's degree in modern society. In this relatively closed and feudal era, if a town could produce a scholar, it would not be an exaggeration to say that this person could walk around with ease. But why did he look so down and out?

"What are you afraid of? I came to you to ask for a favor, not to punish you."

Mr. Lin said, "I am not afraid."

"Uh..." Jiang Muyu blinked, "Are you a stutterer?"

“No… no…”

Jiang Muyu thought it was funny, "I won't eat you."

The deputy manager's face turned red from trying to hold back his laughter, and his shoulders were shaking. He didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't help it.

Jiang Muyu thought that Mr. Lin was quite interesting and teased him intentionally, "I heard that you are a good painter. I need someone to draw a picture for you now. If the painting is good, I will reward you. If it is not good..." She paused here deliberately.

Lin Xiucai was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud, "My painting skills are poor and I am afraid that I cannot meet your requirements. Please let me go..."

"I haven't finished what I'm saying yet." Jiang Muyu squatted down, patted his shoulder, and said softly: "Don't worry, even if you can't draw well, I won't punish you. On the contrary, I'll reward you with some hard work."

Mr. Lin was stunned for a moment, and wanted to look up at her. His eyes swept over the delicate embroidery on her clothes, and then he quickly lowered his head.

Jiang Muyu said, "Mr. Lin, I appreciate talented people the most. Please don't let me down."

Having said that, how could Mr. Lin dare to refuse? He kowtowed and said, "I will... do my best."

"Don't kowtow all the time. I'm not dead yet."

He was horrified, "This... grass, this common people..."

"Okay, get up." It was the first time that Jiang Muyu met such a timid person. She hadn't done anything yet, but he was scared half to death.

Mr. Lin got up tremblingly, his knees still shaking.

Jiang Muyu looked at him and said sternly, "Lift your head and show some dignity as a scholar. What future do you have if you are so timid?"

Mr. Lin had no choice but to raise his head as he was told, but the moment he saw the other person's appearance, he lowered his eyes again, daring only to focus his gaze on the buttons on her collar.

"Also, don't pause when you say the word 'common people' in the future." She covered her mouth, trying to maintain her dignity, and said, "It's really... a little uncivilized."

Although Mr. Lin was puzzled, he nodded in agreement.

Jiang Muyu walked back behind the table and hooked her finger at him, "Come here."

"Yes." He walked to the table.

Jiang Muyu pointed at the rice paper on the table and said, "Lihua Manor has more than 300 mu of land. I need to re-plan it. This is the simple drawing I just drew. I asked you to come here to draw an upgraded and refined drawing. Draw the location of each piece of land in Lihua Manor, where there are mountains, where there is water, where there are houses, and draw it on the paper in a proper proportion. Do you understand?"

"I see." Lin Xiucai looked at the drawing she had drawn, and was surprised to find that the princess had great painting skills. Even though she had only casually sketched the outlines of mountains, rivers and fields, the lines were smooth and the details were exquisite. It was obvious at first glance that they were not something that an ordinary person could draw.

His painting skills are not inferior to his, so why does the princess still ask him to draw the drawings?

However, he would never have thought that Jiang Muyu was just too lazy to draw.

Jiang Muyu called the deputy manager forward and instructed, "Take him to inspect the farm in person."

"Yes." The deputy director took the order.

"Can you finish the drawing in two days?" she asked.

Lin Xiucai thought about it and said, "We can give it a try."

Jiang Muyu smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "I believe in you, go ahead."

When Mr. Lin turned around, he finally dared to secretly glance at her profile.

The woman had a pretty face, fair and delicate skin, and with her eyelashes slightly drooping, she looked serene and gentle, very much like the painting of a lady hanging in his room.