In autumn, the crops in the remote mountain village north of the Yuanmingyuan Garden ripened. The servants in the garden informed Su Peisheng, and Yin planned to take Qingyan and the children there to work during his leave.
"Little darling, during your two-day break, go to Beiyuan Mountain Village for a few days. It's autumn now, and all the crops are ripe." Yin walked in and saw Qingyan sitting there, writing down a list of things to bring in. Many of the items on the list were things brought back by the ships from the Ulanara family.
Qingyan turned to look at Yin, a look of surprise on his face. Everyone was busy preparing for the Golden Festival, while Yin was here thinking about going to Beiyuan Mountain Village.
“Every year I have to take the children to work together. If we don’t harvest this year, wouldn’t I be breaking my promise to the children?” Yin valued his promises to the children very much, and he would definitely keep his word.
"Okay, when shall we go?" Qingyan was very curious. If Yinruo really took a break, wouldn't the princes come over to join in the fun?
"If Yinzhi and the others come over, we'll all go over there to work. No one can escape!" Yinzhi won't spoil these brothers. Everyone has such a place in their courtyard, but Yinzhi will personally plant it, while others won't.
“Master… Tenth Master will think you did this on purpose!” Qingyan said directly.
Yin shook his head and laughed. The tenth prince couldn't even pretend. He even said that his wife came from Mongolia and didn't know how to farm at all.
"The children will come back to pay their respects in a little while, and we can just tell them that!" Yin pointed out directly.
Just as the two finished their conversation, the children ran in from outside, looking at Yin with happy expressions.
“Father...we heard that when you have a day off, we’re going to stay in Beiyuan Mountain Village?” Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen really likes that place.
Yin looked at his slightly excited daughter and nodded. This place was definitely one they had to go to.
“Yes, the things you planted in the spring are ripe now. Don’t you want to harvest them?” Yin Hui led the children in the work, including Qing Yan.
"Yes!" the twins answered exceptionally loudly. "Father, when are you on leave?"
"It's the day after tomorrow!" Yin replied.
Qingyan watched the father and sons talking, a faint smile on his face. The children were close to Yin, which was very good.
Under Yin's leadership, the princes who were close to him began to show concern for the children.
"Father, I want to see the rice I planted..." Yiken'e was only responsible for distributing the seeds; some of them were not suitable, so the servants took remedial measures from behind.
Yin nodded: "However, you must finish all your homework in the next few days!"
The Imperial Study would also have a holiday during the autumn harvest. Emperor Kangxi personally led his young princes to work together in the royal fields of Changchun Garden.
Princes like Yin worked at home, which became an unwritten rule.
For several days in a row, the twins worked very hard to complete their schoolwork. Yiken even read a lot of basic agricultural books, hoping that she could get started directly when it came to "operating".
Early in the morning, the twins got up early and were happily playing around in the courtyard.
Qingyan sat in front of the bronze mirror, used a wooden hairpin to tie her hair into a small double bun, and changed into a cotton dress. Yin was dressed as a farmer. Outside the door, Su Peisheng was holding a straw hat.
“Father, Mother, look…” The twins wandered around, with Yin and Qingyan dressed the same.
Looking at the twins, Yin smiled.
"Yiken, Hafeng will be coming with us later, so you have to keep an eye on your younger brother!" Yin was completely prepared to treat his family like an ordinary farming family. In ordinary families, it is the older brothers and sisters who lead the younger brothers and sisters.
"Yes, Father, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of my brother!" Yiken'e puffed out his chest and assured her.
Yin nodded in satisfaction: "During these few days in Beiyuan Mountain Village, I'll leave my younger brother and sister in your care!"
“Okay!” Yiken’e agreed.
Later, the family of five boarded the carriage and began their journey towards the remote mountain village to the north.
"Master, once we get there, will we start working right away?" Qingyan looked at the sun. The sun was still quite strong today, so he figured they would have to continue working soon. If that were the case, the children's stamina definitely wouldn't be able to keep up.
"Children, go back first. Let's go to the fields and see what you've been experimenting with! It's grown!" Yin found it hard to believe that Qingyan had arranged for cotton to be intercropped. Although the yield in the north wasn't as high as in Xinjiang, it had still been successfully grown.
"Really?!" Qingyan was worried that the cotton wouldn't grow. The cotton seeds were all sent back from Xinjiang, and the manager of the Yuelai Inn there had brought back quite a few people who knew how to grow cotton. "Master, we need to teach the people here how to pick cotton, otherwise we'll have to keep using people from there."
Yin was well aware that the Hui people he brought back had been investigated many times and were not people he could trust, which made him very worried.
During that year, Yin sent many spies to this area, and even Kangxi sent people to keep an eye on these people.
"Don't worry, I've already prepared to send people to learn it. They should be able to learn it quickly. Our servants here shouldn't be that stupid." Yin chuckled. "The key is, if we succeed this time, we'll directly promote it to the areas outside the Great Wall."
Yin thought about it for a moment and decided to send it to the area beyond the Great Wall to be planted. He couldn't let the Mongols give in, because if it really grew well, wouldn't those people become even more arrogant?
Yin would not budge until Hutuli Fengsheng Zhalafen was married.
"Master, do you think we could use the cotton from our fields to make some cotton-padded clothes for our children?" Qingyan had very few requirements regarding the cotton.
Yin was helpless. Such a large plot of land could only be used to make cotton-padded clothes for three children. He was at his wit's end.
"Mother... that's definitely enough!" Yiken said helplessly.
Although her mother could always bring out many fine things, like other noblewomen, she had never actually used them, so she was still very unfamiliar with them.
"You brat, can't your mother even ask you a question?" Qingyan glared angrily at Yiken.
Yin chuckled. The mother and son always bickered, but their relationship was the best.
"Mother, I think we should have Father send someone to weigh it first. Cotton isn't heavy!" Yiken thought that if it could be grown in large quantities, military supplies wouldn't be so scarce.
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