Leading the delegation to Dingjia Village was the Deputy Minister of Revenue, Lord Ji. Besides the recently returned Prefect Fang, the accompanying officials from Dazhou County also included the Governor, the governor in charge of the state's military and political power. Over a dozen carriages, the procession was truly impressive!
Because the attack was a surprise by Lord Ji and his entourage, they did not inform the officials of Dazhou County in advance, and when they arrived in Dazhou County, they did not reveal which county they were going to. Therefore, the county magistrate of Jin County, He, was completely unaware of the situation.
Fortunately, the county seat was not far from Baisha Town, so County Magistrate He quickly sent Ma Fuquan to the town government office to report the news. The town magistrate was so scared that he pissed himself to death. Without a moment's delay, he rushed to Dingjia Village with Ma Fuquan and notified the head of the village and the clan leader to gather the villagers to prepare for the welcome.
Huo Jincheng and Weidong knew in advance that someone from the Ministry of Revenue would come, but no one else in the village knew. Master Ding San also told his two sons not to tell anyone that day.
They didn't say anything because the three of them, father and son, were unsure. It was not so much that they were still skeptical about the identities of Huo Jincheng and Weidong, but rather that they simply didn't dare to believe it.
The head of the village and the clan leader were also shocked and completely dumbfounded. After Lord Ji and his party entered the village, it was almost entirely Lord He and the town lord who were holding the scene at the beginning.
In the Dingjia Village ancestral hall, Lord Ji read out the imperial rewards, which included grains, various farm tools and fertilizers, and coarse cloth. These were all handled by the Ministry of Revenue. However, the most exciting reward for the villagers was not these, but a golden plaque with the emperor's personal inscription "Dingxian Village".
Dingjia Village was officially renamed Dingxian Village.
When Lord Ji removed the red silk cloth wrapped around the plaque, the village head's legs went weak and he knelt down with tears streaming down his face.
As soon as he knelt, the clan leader followed suit, followed by all the villagers present.
"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor!" Zhenjun took the lead in shouting, and everyone followed suit.
As villagers of Dingxian Village, Ding Youtian and Jian Ning naturally had no reason not to kneel.
"Among those kneeling, are Ding Gaoshan and Ding Youtian here?" Lord Ji glanced around and his eyes fell on Ding Youtian.
"I'm Ding Youtian." Facing Lord Ji's gaze, Ding Youtian bowed and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Fuck, I'm Ding Gaoshan." The headman said with trembling lips.
"Please stand up quickly, both of you." Lord Ji stepped forward, lifted up the headman with both hands, and then delivered the emperor's oral order. Because the two of them had developed hybrid grains, which benefited the present and future generations, the emperor allowed them not to kneel when meeting officials in the future, and also rewarded them with half a hectare of fertile land each.
"Damn, I thank the emperor. Long live the emperor, long, long live the emperor!" This time the headman didn't need anyone to teach him. He knelt down with a thud and shouted loudly.
"I accept your order and thank you. Long live the emperor!" Ding Youtian lifted his robe, knelt down, clasped his fists, and said loudly.
Lord Ji nodded and smiled slightly.
Later, during the conversation between Lord Ji and Huo Jincheng, everyone learned that Huo Jincheng's father was the current Taifu. When he returned to Beijing to meet the emperor, he reported the hybrid grain matter in detail and informed that the developers of the hybrid grain were this old and young duo.
The villagers were in an uproar. Aside from Ding Youtian and Ma Fuquan, no one knew the source of the incident lay with Jian Ning. They only knew the village head was busy with the matter, and only today did they learn that it was Ding Youtian who first proposed it to the village head.
Half an acre of fertile farmland was far less impressive than the status of Huo Jincheng and his men. If it weren't for them, how would the emperor have known about Dingjia Village? From now on, their village could be considered a figure in the imperial court. Within a hundred miles, no, in the entire Dazhou County, or even in the entire Dayan Dynasty, which village could receive a plaque with the emperor's personal inscription and name?
The villagers were thrilled, and the village headman was so moved that he burst into tears. He told everyone he met, "Even the emperor knows me, Ding Gaoshan. I, Ding Gaoshan, have a name in his presence. This is the blessing my ancestors have accumulated over many lifetimes!"
The village head hugged Ding Youtian and cried loudly, and beat his back from time to time. The village head was expressing his gratitude to Ding Youtian. He felt very emotional and knew that it was all thanks to Ding Youtian.
When some are happy, others are sad. Old Ding is not only sad, he also regrets it to death!
He was so angry that he didn't even eat lunch in the ancestral hall and went home immediately.
This honor should have belonged to Old Ding, but he stayed at home smoking heavily, complaining about everything except himself.
In the afternoon, the town master ordered people to start large-scale construction at the entrance of the village. In just two days, the plaque of "Dingxian Village" was hung at the entrance of the village.
Villagers from all over the country came to see and marvel at it. There was an endless stream of praise and admiration. Villagers from various villages came one after another to visit and learn about hybrid grains, and Dingxian Village was unprecedentedly lively.
As a result, the winery business became booming.
Many people, eager to catch a glimpse of Ding Youtian and the village head, practically broke down the doors of their homes. Some who arrived at Ding Youtian's house saw that he also had a winery, and the next day many of them came in groups, pushing carts to buy wine together, saying they wanted to get a taste of the emperor's aura.
When the news reached Mr. Mo, he took a day off and brought his wife and daughter to Dingxian Village early in the morning.
Mo Mingyue dressed up really well, wearing a goose yellow jacket with dark patterns and white rabbit fur on the shoulders and sleeves, which outlined her slim figure, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her skin was so tender that people couldn't help but want to pinch it.
It was the first time for Tian and Chang to meet Mo Mingyue. They also saw that she was well-mannered in her words and actions. They both thought to themselves that she was worthy of being a girl brought up in a master's family. She had the right manners when she stood and sat. They were not comparable to these country women.
Speaking of Jian Ning, Tian smiled and pulled Jian Ning over to Mo Mingyue and said, "I always thought that Miss Jian was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in the world. Today, I finally see someone who can compare to her."
Tian was a straightforward person. She wanted to praise Mingyue for her good looks. In her eyes, she was already quite pretty if she could be as pretty as Jian Ning.
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