Chapter 35: Picking Dates
Rong Zhuo saw that she was a little depressed, and he knew why she was like that. "You were encouraging me to do things before, but now your husband wants to do something. Why are you sad again, Madam?"
Chu Sishui's original depression was dispelled by his words, "Husband, do you plan to let the former governor accept this matter? What if the former governor is a coward, saying good things on the surface but secretly disobeying them? It will be difficult to deal with it."
Rong Zhuo, "Fortunately, he still has some conscience."
Chu Sishui knew that the officialdom was dangerous, but she didn't have the IQ to deal with it, so she just held his hand and said, "Then congratulations to my husband for getting a good minister."
Rong Zhuo smiled but didn't say anything. The two of them sat at the door and watched the birds flying past the door, causing ripples on the lake.
Time passed slowly, and the team that had originally seen them off came back. Everyone took off their white shirts and returned to their original appearance.
The sound of horse hooves came from the corner. Everyone looked sideways and saw that it was Mr. Rong's distant cousin. Their hearts, which had been weighed down by the funeral, began to gossip again.
"Mr. Rong's family is really rich. Just this horse is not something that ordinary people can afford."
"I heard that they bought the shop on West Street and are planning to open a medicine store and a powder shop."
Mrs. Wang remembered now, "You guys just reminded me that although Young Master Rong is also a Juren, his family used to run a medicine shop, and his wife's family ran a noodle shop. Juren and Juren are really different. It's a pity for Vice Wang's child."
Everyone sighed in agreement.
The houses of the country people were not too far apart, and the words of several people also floated into Deputy Wang's ears.
He did not say much. He cleaned the house with a few brothers and settled the money for the funeral. After returning, he washed, changed his clothes, and slowly walked towards the courtyard. Rong Zhuo had just finished reading the case file brought back by Fei Jian. The land taxation system mentioned in Deputy Wang's article was consistent with what he had thought.
When Deputy Wang came in, Fei Jian closed the door, blocking the curious gazes from outside.
Deputy Wang was about to speak when he was stopped by Fei Jian. When he saw the token in Fei Jian's hand, he was shocked and knelt on the ground. "I greet the Third Prince. I didn't know you were the Prince before. I deserve to die."
Rong Zhuo said, "No problem, no need to be polite."
After saying that, he picked up the file and said, "I have read your file, and I have also read your proposals on the land tax system."
At this time, Vice Wang did not know what the Third Prince meant. "Your Highness, please forgive me. Those ideas are just wishful thinking of me."
"How do you know it's a delusion if you haven't done it yet?"
Deputy Wang's pupils shrank, and he did not dare to look up. He only spoke in a low voice, "I am a commoner... young and ignorant."
Rong Zhuo said, "Don't be afraid. I want to ask you if you are willing to take charge of the rectification of the land tax system of Xiaosheng Farm. Don't worry, the former prefect has already investigated and he will be your backer. All your actions will be approved by the government. You only need to push forward the rectification of the land tax system and record the farmers' harvest every year."
Vice Wang didn't dare to believe it at first, but now he knew that His Highness was not joking. "I am a humble commoner. Instead of living in decadence, I would rather realize my ambitions. Even if the results are unknown, I will have no regrets."
Rong Zhuo stared at the man kneeling on the ground. This man was not afraid of death. "If you are willing, then it's fine. But this is not easy. After the land tax system is rectified, it will be futile if the farmers' yields cannot be increased. So you not only need to supervise the rectification of the land tax system here, but also inspect the growth and yield of rice crops with Wang Jian."
When Vice Wang heard Wang Jian's words, he was shocked. The Third Prince was not as indifferent to the world and seeking death as the rumors said.
"I was born in the countryside, and it is common for me to endure hardships and hardship. I dare not say that it is hard work. I can do something practical with Wang Jian, and it is worth reading the books of sages for so many years."
Rong Zhuo said, "In that case, you will hand this letter of recommendation to the former prefect, and from now on you will obey the former prefect's orders. Your family will have to temporarily move out of Wangjia Village, and my servants will make arrangements."
"Things are going well at Xiaosheng Farm. You and Wang Jian will go to Jiangdong and be responsible for rectifying the land tax system in Jiangdong."
Vice Wang's originally lonely and confused heart seemed to have found its backbone at this moment. He kowtowed heavily and said, "I will do my best to live up to your trust."
Rong Zhuo nodded, "Go ahead."
The country folks who were chatting outside saw Deputy Wang coming out of the courtyard and he seemed like a different person. No one could tell what had changed, but they just felt that he was very different. His eyes, which had been dazed and desolate before, were now shining.
After Rong Zhuo dealt with everything, he finally remembered Chu Sishui who was sitting next to him, "We've been waiting for so long, why don't we go out for a walk."
Chu Sishui rarely heard that he was going out, so she stood up, put down her things, and pushed her wheelchair out.
It was nearly noon, and the villagers had all gone home to prepare dinner. There were few pedestrians along the road, and the two of them were able to enjoy their usual leisure time.
There are many jujube trees on the road. Some of the ones with short branches have had their fruits picked off, and the remaining ones are still on the branches, which are bright red and very tempting.
Chu Sishui recalled the time when she followed her grandmother to pick dates when she was a few years old. She was eager to try it now. "Husband, do you want to eat dates?"
Rong Zhuo recalled the scene when she climbed the willow tree a few days ago, "It's a bit high, it's dangerous to climb a tree."
Chu Sishui smiled brightly, "I won't climb this time. I'll hit you with a bamboo pole. But you have to stay away from it later. It would be painful if you get hit by a date."
After saying that, she picked up a bamboo pole on the ground and started knocking it. In order not to be hurt by the dates, Prince Rui covered his face slightly with his hands, revealing his eyes slightly. Looking at the woman knocking the pole under the tree, he suddenly remembered that this should be considered a sneaky act.
Sure enough, this jujube tree was planted in front of someone else's door, but the door was closed at this time.
Rong Zhuo didn't want to disturb her interest at this moment, but was also afraid that people would think they were thieves who stole dates. He let down his sleeves that had covered his face. He looked at Chu Sishui and then at the closed door. He was actually more tired than the thief who stole dates.
Chu Sishui didn't notice his thoughts. She stared at the dates high up. She used a little force and the dates fell down. One of them, perhaps because of the great force, flew towards Rong Zhuo and fell into his arms with a "dong".
Chu Sishui ran over and said, "This date is so big."
Rong Zhuo saw the jujube in her hand and said, "It is indeed big and good looking."
Chu Sishui handed over the dates with a smile, "They just fell from the tree, so they're not dirty. Husband, try them."
Rong Zhuo took it and brought it to her lips. Chu Sishui took a bite and said, "So sweet. The dates left on top are indeed the most delicious."
"I'll go get the rest."
She ran over excitedly again, picked up the bamboo pole on the ground and started knocking it. The dates fell down. Seeing that she was having fun, Rong Zhuo put the date she had just bitten into his mouth. It was indeed very sweet.
Chu Sishui knocked the dates hard a few times, and when he saw that there were enough dates on the ground, he stopped, squatted down and picked up the dates one by one.
Some dates happened to fall next to the wheelchair, and Rong Zhuo bent down to pick up the ones around.
In less than a moment, her hands were full. She trotted over and placed the dates on Rong Zhuo's legs. It happened that he was wearing a long gown today, so she held half of the gown in her pocket.
"Wow, there are so many. I'll give them some when I get back."
Chu Sishui picked up one and took a bite, then wrapped the dates up and the two prepared to leave.
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