Chapter 6 Her Follower
"Mother." Little Ziying grabbed the corner of Zhao Yuanxi's clothes and called out weakly.
Just now, the grandmother seemed to become fierce again, which made him a little scared. Did he say something wrong just now?
Or does my grandmother not like me?
Tears welled up in Ziying's eyes again, but he didn't dare cry out loud, for fear that his grandmother would hate him even more.
"Why are you crying again?" Zhao Yuanxi hugged the child in his arms, wiped his tears, and coaxed him, "I'm going out of the palace later. Ziying, do you want to go with me?"
Little Ziying stopped crying, tightened his grip on the hem of his clothes, and asked vaguely, "Is it okay?"
"Of course you can, but you can only go out with me. If someone else wants to take you out, you have to come and tell me."
Although Zhao Yuanxi is not Ziying's biological grandmother, legally this little girl is her grandson and his actual guardian.
Being a young nurse without pain, Zhao Yuanxi felt very delicate.
However, since the little bean is so cute, she will accept this cheap grandson for the time being! After all, she has accepted a grown-up cheap son calmly!
Zhao Yuanxi rubbed Ziying's little head again.
Hehe, it feels good!
In the carriage, Ziying was half-held in Zhao Yuanxi's arms, looking around curiously.
He is only three years old now. He has been staying in Yongcheng since he can remember. No one around him likes him, and only Zhongfu cares about him.
Everyone else said that their father had committed a serious crime and, according to Qin law, he should have been demoted to a commoner, but the king was merciful and spared him.
But Zhongfu also said that his father just wanted to get back what belonged to him, and it was the king who forced his father into that path.
Ziying didn't understand why they said different things, so he wanted to go to the king to find out whether his father had made a mistake or was forced by the king.
When Zhongfu said that as long as he could please the eldest mother, he could see the king, Ziying thought about it and agreed.
The kid had some brains, but not much. After being fooled by Zhao Yuanxi, he told everything he knew, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
"Mother, did my father really do something wrong?" Little Ziying asked, blinking his eyes and choking with sobs.
Zhao Yuanxi patted the child on the back and said, "I don't know, but you're right. If you want to know the answer, you can ask your uncle, um—the king."
Zhao Yuanxi really didn't know.
Who is this Cheng Jiao? She found her out from Zhao Ji's memory.
Unfortunately, Zhao Ji didn't understand him either. When Cheng Jiao rebelled, she was busy hanging out with her male favorites and didn't care about these unimportant things. When she came to her senses, Cheng Jiao was already dead.
Ziying nodded, his expression somewhat horrified, and suddenly burst into tears, "Zhongfu said that these things cannot be told to anyone else, but I told my grandmother! Wuuwuwu, I'm so sorry, Zhongfu!"
He struggled to get out of Zhao Yuanxi's arms, and leaned against the small window of the carriage, howling miserably and shouting, "Zhongfu—Zhongfu, where are you?"
Zhao Yuanxi was so frightened that her face almost turned pale. She quickly pulled the child back and held Ziying tightly with both hands to prevent him from running away. "Don't cry, don't cry. I won't tell anyone. I'm your eldest mother. You and Zhongfu have a secret, so just keep it between you and your eldest mother, okay?"
Ziying's face was already covered in snot and tears. Hearing this, he finally stopped crying, "Really? Grandmother won't tell anyone else?"
Huh? If you ignore that snot bubble, he's still a cute child. Zhao Yuanxi wiped Ziying's snot and tears with a handkerchief. "Of course, you only trust Zhongfu and not Damu?"
Ziying panicked, clutching Zhao Yuanxi's sleeve tightly, and explained, "Ziying believes in my mother. Zhongfu is a good man, and my mother is also a good person."
Zhao Yuanxi smiled but said nothing, but he became more and more curious about Ziying, his uncle.
Perhaps she should find an opportunity to meet Ziying's uncle.
Chu was hoeing in the fields when he saw the carriage of Mrs. Zhao from yesterday approaching from afar.
He straightened his clothes and stepped forward to greet her, "Meet the Madam."
Zhao Yuanxi carried Ziying out of the carriage, put him on the ground, and tidied his clothes.
Perhaps because he had rarely been hugged like this before, Ziying's face turned slightly red, and his hands unconsciously grabbed the corner of Zhao Yuanxi's clothes.
He followed Zhao Yuanxi wherever he went.
Chu saw a child beside Zhao Yuanxi and asked with a smile, "Is this the Madam's child?"
"My little grandson Ziying, I'm taking him out for a walk today."
"I see that the young master doesn't look like an ordinary child, but more like a fairy child in the temple."
Zhao Yuanxi laughed out loud. It is said that parents like to hear others praise their children. Such words really make people happy.
She stroked the little Ziying's head and confirmed Chu's praise, "Ziying is indeed very cute."
Ziying blushed immediately, hugged Zhao Yuanxi's legs and hid behind her.
Zhao Yuanxi couldn't help laughing again and joked, "Ziying is holding my legs, so I can't hold your hand while you walk."
Ziying stuck his head out and the big hand was placed in front of him, and his grandmother was looking at him gently at this moment.
He took a deep breath and held Zhao Yuanxi's hand tightly.
This place is not far from Lugewu, so Zhao Yuanxi chose to walk in and take a look at the results of Chu's work this morning on the way.
It has to be said that professional matters should be left to professionals. In less than two hours, Chu had already turned over a large area of land, which completely met her requirements.
Chu's two sons were burying seeds in the soil.
Chu's eldest son was named Chu and his second son was named Shu, which roughly means a medicine pounding stick and a door hinge.
When the two saw Zhao Yuanxi coming, they lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at her. Instead, little Ziying looked at them like a curious baby.
Since everyone around him was his own people, Zhao Yuanxi let go and let him play by himself.
Ziying looked up at his grandmother who was speaking something he couldn't understand, and felt a little dizzy. A cricket jumped over, immediately diverting his attention. He stuck his butt out and tried to catch it.
Chu Dao: "While the composting and fermenting methods Madam mentioned are good, they may not meet the needs of this land."
Although grass straw and feces are not valuable, it is not easy to collect enough.
There are nearly 10,000 mu of land here. Even if Mrs. Zhao only asks to fertilize the corn field first, it will not be enough with the fertilizer he has at home.
Zhao Yuanxi said, "No problem. I'll send someone to bring you the fertilizer."
Although the population of the inner city of Yongcheng is not as large as that of the Qin Palace, there are still nearly a thousand people. Together with the pigs, ducks, cattle and sheep raised there, the domestic waste produced every day is enough to use this land.
Chu wondered what kind of family could produce so much manure. He also began to question Mrs. Zhao's identity.
When Cuijia came to collect the rent, he just said that the land belonged to the most noble person in Xianyang City.
In Chu's cognition, the most honorable person in Xianyang was their king. At that time, he just thought Cuijia was bragging to him.
But now it seems that Cuijia's words were not entirely false.
Mrs. Zhao must be of extraordinary status.
Chu was thinking about this and became more respectful to Zhao Yuanxi. "Madam asked about my brother yesterday. My brother returned home last night. If Madam still wants to see him, I will let him come over now."
Zhao Yuanxi nodded and said, "I have an appointment with He, so I'll go with you."
Chu remembered that when he went out in the morning, his wife was busy cleaning the yard and was busy in the kitchen for a long time. He suddenly realized what was going on and quickly made way for her.
Zhao Yuanxi lowered his head to look for Ziying, and just happened to see him taking a straw horse from Shu's waist.
Shu subconsciously wanted to hide, but when he saw Ziying looking at him, he fearfully let go of the hand that was protecting the horse.
Seeing this, Zhao Yuanxi couldn't help but frown, "Ziying, come here!"
Hearing his mother's angry voice, Ziying was at a loss.
He looked at his mother and saw that she was staring at the straw horse in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he threw the straw horse on the ground and said obediently, "Don't be angry, mother. I don't want to play with it anymore."
Zhao Yuanxi was helpless, that was not what she meant.
"Ziying likes this straw horse?"
"like."
"When Ziying took it, did he get its owner's consent?"
Ziying frowned. "Can't he accept it?" As the grandson of the King of Qin, it was their honor if he was willing to accept the things of the common people.
"But he didn't object."
Zhao Yuanxi's eyelids twitched violently. It turned out that there have always been such things as naughty children since ancient times.
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