"What? Don't you know the way?" Xiao Zhixing finished his breakfast and walked out of the room.
Now, only her place remains in the entire garden; it's like a scene from a disaster movie.
The viewers in the live stream were stunned.
[Yellow comment: Oh my god, was there an earthquake here?]
[Red comment: I knew something big must have happened if the live stream ended early last night, this damn thunderstorm.]
[Green comment: We just saw someone named Cheng Lang requesting an audience, and then everything went black—]
Bai Su: Waaaaah, I suspect the prince turned off the live stream himself, but I dare not say it!!
Otherwise, it would be impossible for things to happen so coincidentally every time.
Now, even if a prince were to suddenly transform himself and claim to be a celestial being, she would believe it.
Lin Muzhen wiped his face, unable to imagine what thrilling things had happened here last night.
After regaining his composure, he said with a wry smile, "Your Highness, are you alright?"
Since the sudden appearance of the secret guards last night, the entire county has been placed under martial law, and no one who has heard the commotion here dares to come and inquire about the news.
When martial law was lifted and it was already daylight, he rushed over and witnessed this devastating scene.
Today, Xiao Zhixing changed into a gray coarse cloth short jacket and simple cloth shoes. Her hair was unusually tied up on top of her head and wrapped with coarse cloth, making her look like an ordinary farm girl.
"I am very resilient, but this garden is ruined, so I have to compensate the owner."
Xiao Zhixing walked out of the garden gate, which was now only half-walled.
Lin Muzhen hurriedly followed her out, saying, "Your life is the most important thing. It doesn't matter if the garden is destroyed; the Zhu family has plenty of gardens."
"We can't let them suffer a loss for nothing. What kind of business does the Zhu family run?"
"He started out selling furs. When I was experimenting with new grains in the military farms, he was the first to respond and join me in trying out the new planting methods."
"Then introduce him to the Ning family business."
We should take good care of such a large client.
Zhu the Rich: What a stroke of good news!
When the garden was rebuilt, the Zhu family took it under their wing, especially the house where Xiao Zhixing lived. It was kept as it was and cleaned and repaired every year, becoming a family heirloom.
Back to the present.
The two traveled lightly with a few people to a farm outside the city and discreetly entered the fields.
Rice transplanting, this great yet inconspicuous reform, is underway.
The farmers lined up in rows, spaced about two palm widths apart, and planted the rice seedlings into the paddy fields.
Lin Muzhen said, "These are late-planted rice, considered mid-season rice. The early-season rice has already been submerged, and its survival rate is over 90%."
The early rice in the distance is lush and green, already half an arm's length tall.
Lin Muzhen often visited the farm in person. The farmers were familiar with him and always treated him with the usual respect. After exchanging greetings, they would go about their own business.
Xiao Zhixing dressed casually and did not reveal his identity.
She laughed and said to Lin Muzhen, "Let's have a competition to see who can insert it faster and better."
Lin Muzhen readily accepted the challenge, not believing that the prince could defeat him in this matter.
The two of them found Fang Shuitian, rolled up their trousers, and went downstairs.
Xiao Xuan seized the command, and after the two had untied a handful of seedlings and prepared, he loudly gave the order, "Ready? One, two, three, begin!"
Lin Muzhen quickly bent down, and with a swish, a row of six seedlings were already in the water.
As soon as he stepped back, Xiao Zhixing had already planted two rows of seedlings.
That hand speed, that precision, that force—it was comparable to that of an old farmer.
Xiao Xuan led the cheers, "Sister is awesome! Lord Lin, you're going to lose!"
Lin Muzhen buried himself in his work, thinking, "No, I can't afford to lose too badly."
The lively atmosphere gradually attracted farmers to come over.
"Eh? Lord Lin? Who was he competing against?"
"She's still a young girl, wow, her rice planting skills are better than all of ours."
"Whose daughter is this? She's so capable! If she weren't betrothed, I would introduce all the good young men to her!" an old woman exclaimed excitedly.
Bai Mei and Mo Mei couldn't help but turn and stare at her.
The old woman was completely baffled, and the old man next to her quickly covered her mouth.
At this moment, Xiao Zhixing finished cutting in one row and reached the finish line. She stood up triumphantly, hands on her hips, and said, "Hahaha, Lin Muzhen, you lost."
In one of her past lives, she was a sent-down youth who was trained to become a rice-planting expert, outmaneuvering everyone on the farm.
Lin Muzhen stood up, shook his head, and smiled wryly, "Is there anything you can't do?"
Xiao Zhixing, beaming with pride, spread his hands and said, "I don't know what I can't do."
Seeing many people on the field eager to try, she waved and invited, "Folks, come down and compete with me! If you win, I'll treat you all to a feast today!"
"good!"
Such a good thing?
Immediately, countless people echoed this sentiment, and one by one they quickly jumped into the water to join the battle. With so many of them, they were sure they would all lose.
The result, naturally, was that they all lost.
Xiao Zhixing climbed up the ridge and stood on it, laughing at them loudly, "You're all no match for me. You all need to practice more."
The farmers, their faces flushed with embarrassment, decided to go back and train like crazy, determined not to lose to a little girl.
Xiao Zhixing was well-versed in the art of positive and negative encouragement: "However, everyone is indeed very skilled. How about this, the banquet is over, and I will treat everyone to roast chicken, with your Lord Lin paying the bill."
Seeing that although she had fair skin and delicate features like a daughter of a wealthy family, her demeanor was gentle and approachable, someone couldn't help but boldly ask, "Why is it Lord Lin who is paying the bill?"
Xiao Zhixing laughed as he washed his feet, "Because he has to curry favor with me."
Lin Muzhen climbed up and repeatedly cupped his hands in surrender, saying, "This humble official is completely convinced and admits defeat. Please have mercy, I need to save my meager salary to get married."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Then someone realized, "Lord Lin just addressed me as 'your humble servant'?"
Xiao Zhixing had already put on his cloth shoes and left, and Lin Muzhen hastily washed her feet and chased after him.
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