On the first day of the Lunar New Year, a group of uniformed guards with swords and three carriages loaded with goods arrived at Huaqiao Village.
"Mr. Hua, Mr. Yu, these were sent by Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess and Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess." The captain of the guards in charge of transporting the gifts had two guards unload a carriage full of silks, satins, tea, specialties of the capital and other items.
Then, the captain of the guards pointed to the other two carriages and said, "The carriage in the middle contains gifts from the princesses and the ladies-in-waiting for you two, and the things in the last carriage are for the villagers."
"Thank you, ladies. You must have worked hard. Please come into the mansion to rest for a while before you set off again." Hua Rongsheng supported Ye Maochun, who was seven months pregnant, and nodded to the guards.
The captain of the guards hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Hua Rongsheng and his wife, "In that case, I will respectfully obey your orders. Thank you, Mr. Hua and Mr. Yu."
Soon, all the gifts sent from the capital were sent to the warehouse and registered and organized by the housekeeper.
Hua Qingcheng and his husbands not only prepared many gifts for Hua Rongsheng and Ye Maochun, but also for Hua Qingguo, who was not yet born in their bellies.
What were given to the villagers were some high-yield crop seeds that Hua Qingcheng had improved after growing them in the space. There were not only grain seeds, sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, etc., but also various fruits and vegetables.
Hua Qingcheng planned to use Huaqiao Village as an experimental base. If these crops grew well outside the space, she would propose to the emperor that they be promoted nationwide. After all, food was the primary need of the people, and food security was crucial to their livelihoods, affecting the stability of the country and the foundation of the imperial court.
Looking at the dazzling array of gifts in the storeroom, Ye Maochun couldn't help but tear up. Touching them gently, he could sense that every item contained the love and care of his daughter and her husband. However, if possible, he would rather not have these material possessions, and only wished that his daughter and her husband could be by his side...
"Dad, you're already an adult, and you're still crying? It's New Year's Day, really..." Hua Rongsheng said with disgust while wiping her husband's tears with her sleeves.
In fact, didn’t Hua Rongsheng also miss Hua Qingcheng and her several husbands?
However, as the head of the family, she had to take care of her pregnant husband, manage the affairs of the Hua family, and deal with the welcoming and seeing off of local officials and gentry, so she could only suppress this emotion.
But her slightly red eyes, and the tears welling up in them, didn't they also reveal her motherly tenderness? Ultimately, she was just better at controlling her emotions.
"Who said I was crying? I was just thinking about my daughter and Li Ge and the others..."
Ye Maochun feigned anger and glared at Hua Rongsheng, his lips slightly pouting. Nowadays, Ye Maochun lived a life of luxury, his skin becoming increasingly fair and firm. With his proper grooming, he looked very young and rather adorable.
Hua Rongsheng gently patted Ye Maochun's hand and comforted him, "Okay, don't cry. Our daughter Xifu is so filial, she will definitely come to visit us often in the future. Besides, they are now prominent and have many things to do. We can't always trouble them."
Ye Maochun nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.
"Mother, these gifts for the villagers are all good things. Qingcheng even listed the planting methods and precautions clearly. We must make good use of them. Especially the seeds of those high-yield crops. If they can be successfully planted, they will benefit many people."
Hua Rongsheng nodded in agreement, "That's right, we can find some capable servants and distribute these seeds to the villagers so that everyone can give it a try."
After the two men had agreed, they began to arrange for the distribution of seeds. The villagers were very grateful for these precious gifts and promised to cultivate them diligently.
While Hua Rongsheng and her husband were busy distributing seeds to the villagers, the imperial banquet in the capital was brought to a premature close because of An Zihao. The dignitaries and their families who had attended the banquet left the palace one after another. Hua Qingcheng, her husband, six attendants, and Elder Xuanming also returned to the front hall of the Eastern Palace.
"Zuo, cry if you want to!" Hua Qingcheng patted Dan Zuo's shoulder, comforting the strong little boy.
"Master~"
Shan Zuo pulled Shan You together to kowtow to Hua Qingcheng, his eyes firm and resolute.
"Ayou can live healthily like he does now, my mother's injustice can be redressed, and the Shan family has been freed of the shameful charges, all because of the master. Although Shan Zuo is not good at speaking, he will always be grateful for the master's kindness. From now on, Shan Zuo will be the sword in the master's hand, and whoever the master points at, Shan Zuo will strike down."
"Get up! Perhaps, this is the fate destined by fate..." Hua Qingcheng personally helped the two brothers up.
Shan Zuo and Shan You's mother died because of Feng Lingyan. Perhaps she helped the two brothers more out of gratitude and a desire to make amends...
"Come with me!"
"Yes, Master."
Dan Zuo and Dan You followed Hua Qingcheng's footsteps and soon arrived at a garden pavilion in the backyard.
"Sit opposite me." Hua Qingcheng ordered directly.
"Master, this..." Shan Zuo and Shan You were both a little nervous and hesitant.
"Don't make me tell you a second time." Hua Qingcheng's words were light, but extremely cold, with an imposing aura that brooked no room for questioning.
"Yes..." The two brothers sat opposite Hua Qingcheng a little nervously.
"Close your eyes, just like sleeping, and don't let your mind wander." As Hua Qingcheng finished speaking, Dan Zuo and Dan You quickly followed suit.
Hua Qingcheng nodded with satisfaction, then raised her white hand and stroked the jade harp in front of her. "Keng keng ~ Zheng Zheng ~", a beautiful melody soon came out.
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