Chapter 145
Chapter 145
When the new era came, Lord Cheng was still shouting hysterically, completely different from the elegant manner he had when he was in the capital.
It's different from the recent daze.
More of a fear.
Why are you terrified?
Hasn't Mr. Cheng's condition improved a lot in recent times?
Ji Yuan looked closer and found that Lord Cheng's eyes could see.
This is even better, right?
Cheng Yisan comforted her father and mother and shook her head at him, obviously there was something else going on.
After drinking a bowl of medicine, Mr. Cheng fell into a deep sleep and Mrs. Cheng's crying gradually subsided.
After leaving the house, Cheng Yisan told what happened this morning.
Her father is doing well recently, and everyone knows that.
Life in Ning'an Prefecture is stable and there is always something to do.
Although the house nowadays is not as good as before, Cheng Yisan keeps it neatly, and considering her status in the provincial school, her life is not bad.
Not to mention things like hiring a doctor and prescribing medicine, the remuneration provided by both her and Lord Cheng was sufficient.
So during this period, Lord Cheng's condition has been getting better and better, and even his eyes have improved a lot.
He was not born blind, and the treatment over a year has been effective.
"This morning, my dad was able to see things and spoke a few words to me."
"I thought my father was fine, but when he saw the villagers passing by, he suddenly became abnormal."
"I became even crazier."
"It's a bit like when we were in the capital."
When I was in the capital, I was in the prison.
The whole person was unaware of anything, his face was dull and his eyes could not see.
At this moment, except for the recovery of his eyes, his other appearance is exactly the same as before.
"Are you stimulated by seeing the incense and candles?" Ji Yuan confirmed again.
Cheng Yisan nodded.
Ji Yuan thought about the court affairs, then the incense and candles, and then thought about Master Cheng being secretly taken to the practice palace, and said, "Is what Master Cheng is building really just a temporary palace?"
Cheng Yisan actually had some guesses about this.
She had been with her father for a long time and had heard something from his few words.
I didn't mention it before, so of course I was still on guard.
Now she trusts Ji Yuan, and this trust comes more from Ji Yuan's character.
"It's a temporary palace, and it seems to be a secret Buddhist temple."
Cheng Yishan said: "It was just a guess at first, but the incense and candles today seem to have confirmed my thoughts."
Secret Buddha Hall.
Ji Yuan took a deep breath.
This would answer many questions.
For example, why should Lord Cheng be asked to build it?
For example, why do people disappear when construction begins, and why do such things happen again after construction begins?
I think the higher-ups are trying to silence me.
After all, it was torture and exile thousands of miles away.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have died on the road long ago.
If it weren’t for Cheng Yisan’s perseverance, if it weren’t for someone taking care of her on the way.
The Cheng family will die on the road forever, and this secret will be hidden.
Even if he didn't die, what would happen? Lord Cheng is already like this. His youngest son is less than ten years old this year. He cannot take the imperial examination after committing a crime.
A small order from above determined the fate of the Cheng family.
This is also what Cheng Yisan said before, it is impossible to overturn the verdict.
Unless the person above dies.
But if he is really dead, is there any point in overturning the verdict?
Maybe, but it still feels disgusting.
This unexpected change cast a shadow over the Cheng family, which had been gradually improving.
Lord Cheng can see now, but his expression is still dazed, and he cannot step out of the door, not even out of the yard.
There are many Buddhist temples in Ning'an Prefecture, and there are also many Buddhist activities in March.
As long as he goes out, it will definitely trigger his collapse.
It can be seen how much stimulation he received when building the Secret Buddha Temple.
Ji Yuan came to look after him from time to time, but half a month later, Mr. Cheng's condition still did not improve. He hardly left the house, let alone communicated with others.
The madman was in a state of panic every night, and could not light a candle or even an oil lamp.
Even Lord Ye, who had been repairing the road with us, came back and took a look inside.
Lord Ye was terrified and didn't dare to say anything. He just took responsibility for both of their affairs.
Lord Ye even said to Ji Yuan: "Now it seems that being in Dianzhou Prefecture is also quite good. The capital seems too complicated."
With his personality, he would definitely die a miserable death in the capital.
After all, in his opinion, Lord Cheng is the type who is low-key and steady.
Lord Ye also sent a lot of good medicine, hoping that Lord Cheng could recover quickly. Finally, he said: "Thanks to the support of the daughter of the Cheng family, otherwise they really couldn't live like this."
Something happened at home and the family lost their father's income. The whole family relied on the money Cheng Yisan earned from studying at the official school to make a living.
Inside and out, if it weren’t for Cheng Yisan, it would be exactly as Lord Ye said.
Ji Yuan did not say much, but after he returned, several more paintings of Mr. Qingtang were leaked.
Fortunately, not many people knew his vest, so he was able to sell one or two of them, and at the same time deliver the paintings promised to Prefect Chen and Wang Xuezheng.
Cheng Yishan was unusually strong. She had experienced it once and was not afraid of a second time: "Besides, there is no need to exile this time."
Ji Yuan nodded, but then felt something was wrong and changed the subject: "What were the results of the women's exam?"
"The situation is similar to the previous men's situation, but there are more women signing up." Cheng Yishan said with a smile, "This is a good start."
Ji Yuan nodded, this was indeed a good start.
The Champa rice in Guantian is finally ready to be harvested.
On March 20th, the first generation of Champa rice was finally harvested.
Actually, it didn’t take long.
It was planted in December last year and harvested on March 20th this year. The growth speed of this rice surprised many farmers in Ning'an Prefecture.
But ask again.
Even though the official fields were carefully tended, the average yield per acre was only 210 kilograms.
Two hundred and one?
That's too low.
Guan Tian still serves the guests very carefully. If it were someone else, the price would definitely be less than two hundred.
Therefore, this Champa Rice No. 1 generation is destined to be a failure.
However, everyone still continued to plant the second generation of Champa rice according to the original plan.
The second generation on the other side can finally be pollinated.
The pollination method this time was different, but just as tough.
Jiyuan also invested a lot of manpower and material resources and finally successfully pollinated all the 100 acres of the second generation.
Just wait and see the harvest in May.
At the same time, the first and second generations, as well as the third and first generations, and so on, were all planted one after another.
Next time, we will plant ten to fifty acres at a time, and all of them need to be managed in a meticulous manner.
If Ning'an Prefecture had not been short of taxes and fees, it would not have been able to support such a large expenditure.
The local people also knew about this matter, and even the surrounding officials, as well as the two prefects of Wuxin Prefecture and Dianzhou Prefecture, had all heard of it.
But no one said anything.
Cultivating good varieties is what local officials should do.
If Ji Yuan really came up with such a good thing, he wouldn't hide it.
Just look at the rubber workshop and you will know.
While Ji Yuan was worrying about the farmland, he was also arranging the site selection for the rubber workshop.
Mainly near Wuxinfu, five are expected to be built.
There are also five of them near Dianzhou City.
However, Prefect Chen of Wuxincheng did not say anything.
Everyone knows that even if there are ten more workshops, it is just a drop in the bucket compared to the entire Tianqi Kingdom's rubber demand.
But the requirements of Ji Yuan are too many.
If you want to open a rubber workshop, you have to build roads that are well connected.
Two things also need to be determined. One is that local farmland cannot be abandoned. The other is that twice as many trees must be planted as those cut down.
These three requirements are actually very reasonable.
Ordinary people understand what is going on.
Only if the road is good can the goods be transported out.
We cannot give up farming because we are afraid that people will stop growing crops and just make huge profits from it.
Planting as many trees as you cut down means sustainable development.
These principles are all correct.
The problem is that businessmen pursue profits.
Sometimes it’s not that they are stupid, it’s that they care too much about their own interests.
Therefore, these requirements must be clearly stipulated.
Fortunately, Dianzhou Prefecture relies on the mountains for its livelihood, and the locals also have the habit of cultivating forests.
It means that people cannot cut down trees or hunt for a period of time to allow the local area to recuperate.
But these are just the beginning of the rules.
Later, the quality of rubber was required, and the price of rubber should not squeeze out others, etc.
In short, everything has rules.
This made Prefect Chen and the others wonder whether Ji Yuan had been prepared for this a long time ago.
The construction of a rubber workshop began inside Dianzhou Prefecture, which also made merchants from all over Tianqi Kingdom breathe a sigh of relief.
Rubber is so popular out there that it can be used in every aspect of life.
Not to mention other things, just the fact that it can be used to dye cloth and the color does not fade easily and it is bright and beautiful is enough to make everyone go crazy for it.
Unfortunately, the rubber output is too low.
In fact, all places are trying to find a solution.
Fortunately, Dianzhou Prefecture has already been increasing production.
Even if we add ten more workshops, it still won’t be enough.
Ji Yuan's letter had been sent to the capital along with the documents from the two local prefects.
But this document first fell into the hands of Prime Minister Li.
Let Prime Minister Li pass it over.
It takes at least four months to travel from Ning'an Prefecture to the capital.
The letter was sent in March but will not be received until July or August.
It will definitely be the end of December or even next year before the results are sent back.
Sooner or later, rubber will go everywhere.
Ji Yuan’s friends, however, got the method of making rubber before everyone else.
Whether it is Monk Bai or Dong Kangwuying and others, they are all smart people.
I believe that if they get the rubber manufacturing method first, they will definitely be able to put it to good use.
After these things were done, Ji Yuan also got the money from selling his paintings.
The Dong family also found the thief who painted the fake paintings with the help of Ji Yuan's hint.
To everyone's surprise, this little thief had superb imitation skills, so he was able to imitate most of the paintings just by being invited by the Dong family to appreciate the paintings.
Naturally, this man was taken to the government, causing shame to many families who bought his paintings.
This person was very arrogant and said that he would definitely surpass Qingtang in time.
Prefect Chen and the Dong family thought Ji Yuan would be unhappy, but Ji Yuan did not say much. He just told them to deal with it as it should be done and he did not want to get involved.
This naturally also means hiding a vest.
Prefect Chen also told the Dong family secretly.
Ji Zhuangyuan is too low-key.
If he were Qingtang, he would want to publicize it all over the world.
But if you think about the halo around Ji Yuan, you seem to understand why he is so low-key.
The low-key Ji Yuan took five thousand taels of silver and went directly to the doctor's house.
After handing the banknote to the doctor, he said as usual: "If there are any precious medicinal materials, they can be taken from here."
The doctor hesitated and told the truth: "Ms. Cheng, you probably already know."
Lord Cheng is seriously ill this time, and the medicinal herbs he needs are becoming more and more difficult to find.
Cheng Yisan naturally saw something.
Ji Yuan said directly: "You can't not take medicine."
Cheng Yisan was listening outside, holding in her hand her salary for next month.
Of course not all of it. She also kept a portion for household expenses and used the money to buy medicine.
To be honest, she never worried about money in the first sixteen years of her life.
It seems that after sixteen, things took a turn for the worse.
Now that she is eighteen, she seems to always be troubled by these things.
I thought life would get better, but blows kept coming.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't sad.
But that’s all.
Ji Yuan seemed to notice something, looked out the window, and seemed to be talking to the doctor.
"My mother died when I was four or five years old."
“There is also a shortage of medical care and medicine.”
"She could have survived, but she was short of dozens, or even a few taels of silver."
"These are just a piece of cake for me. If I can spend all my money to save a life, isn't it worth it?"
"If Miss Cheng asks, you don't have to answer."
"She's too smart to dwell on it."
When Ji Yuan left, there was no one outside the window, but there was a piece of silver on the windowsill.
Not much, just a few ounces.
But a tacit understanding has been formed.
When Ji Yuan saw Cheng Yishan's brother Cheng Yihuai again, he saw that he had rolled up his sleeves to fish instead of reading. He couldn't help but said, "It's time for you to read now."
Ten-year-old Cheng Yihuai shook his head: "I don't want to study anymore! I want to go fishing!"
Catch fish for the family to eat.
Ji Yuan said with a smile: "Using you to supplement the family expenses?"
Cheng Yihuai pursed his lips.
Ji Yuan said, "If I were you, I would fish and read at the same time."
After saying that, Ji Yuan left in a "cool" manner.
Cheng Yihuai was so shocked that his jaw dropped.
ah?
Fishing and reading at the same time?
After returning home, Cheng Yihuai complained to his sister.
Cheng Yishan pointed at Xiao Huang outside and said, "Master Ji used to herd cattle while studying."
???
Is this even possible?!
No wonder Lord Ji said that!
He is so awesome.
Although the Cheng family's situation has not changed, the family has quickly adapted to the current model.
Mrs. Cheng takes care of the family's food, drink and housework at home, and also has to look after Mr. Cheng.
Cheng Yihuai would go fishing and sell fish when he had nothing to do, and even raised a few ducklings.
Cheng Yisan, who supports the entire Cheng family, is recruiting local students.
Several wealthy families in Ning'an Prefecture and even Zhennan Pass wanted to send their daughters here.
Cheng Yisan moved among these people and seemed to be at ease.
Her social circle since childhood was in the capital, and compared with the circle of ladies in the capital, this place was nothing.
Cheng Yisan quickly became a core figure among these women.
When Ji Yuan was still working in the fields, he heard that Cheng Yisan was leading everyone to open a printing bookstore.
Ji Yuan listened to what Chai Feng said and asked, "Why? You don't want your wife to go?"
Mrs. Chai followed Miss Cheng, so naturally she had a share.
This Mrs. Chai's real name is Duan Guihua. She is a straightforward person and used to take care of the housework at home.
After Cheng Yisan arrived, Ji Yuan asked her to go over and help so that Cheng Yisan wouldn't be inconvenienced in the official school.
Unexpectedly, after a period of time, the relationship between the two became particularly good.
Now they are discussing opening a printing bookshop together.
Cheng Yisan is the boss inside, and Duan Guihua is the manager on the surface.
Thanks to Cheng Yisan's intelligence, Ji Yuan was not worried about the operation of the bookstore.
Chai Feng scratched his head: "It's not that I don't want you to go, but there aren't many women who like to show up in public, right? It's fine for a government school, but opening a workshop?"
Ji Yuan looked him up and down: "Do you think your wife is too successful and it will hurt your self-esteem?"
Chai Feng suddenly stopped and stood there in a daze.
He made countless excuses for himself.
But Lord Ji directly told me my most secret thoughts.
He seemed to be really worried that his wife was too successful.
"At a time like this, you should either take care of your family or work hard to improve yourself. It's not good to hold others back and prevent them from moving forward, right?"
Ji Yuan raised his chin and said: "The second generation of Champa rice is about to be harvested, so why not go and get busy in the fields."
Ji Yuan did not wear official uniform, but clothes made locally. If you didn't know him, you would think he was a handsome local.
It is May now and the second generation of Champa rice is about to be harvested.
The average output of the first generation is no more than one hundred and ninety.
The overall weight has not increased much.
When I heard that He Huiguo was still secretly investigating this matter, I felt both relieved and disappointed.
The reason for this is that Hehui country has been researching rice for several years but has not achieved any results. It would not be easy for you in Tianqi country to just do it casually.
What makes me even more disappointed is that I don’t know how to cultivate such good rice seeds.
How much the second generation will produce depends on the harvest.
In the early period of the Ming Dynasty, small clerks of the official fields, old farmers and others stayed in the fields every day.
Old farmer Tian has even started smoking the local dry tobacco, which shows how anxious he is.
Ji Yuan instead became the one who comforted everyone: "It's okay, if it doesn't work this time, there will be next time."
"It will take several years to cultivate high-quality seeds. I was too impatient before."
However, Tian Laonong and the others shook their heads vigorously.
After being with Lord Ji for such a long time, don’t you understand the truth?
As for the increase in grain production, it doesn't make much difference to Lord Ji, as he certainly won't lack rice to eat.
And if this is accomplished, the benefits will be no less than those of rubber.
Local people harvest one more season of rice a year, and the yield is not low.
What would Ning'an Prefecture look like?
It was a scene they could never have imagined in their dreams.
Besides, the government spends a lot of money on this every day, and they would feel really guilty if they don’t produce anything.
The people from Xinning who were invited had basically the same idea.
Although they were border residents of Hehui Kingdom before, they have now been completely integrated into Ning'an Prefecture of Tianqi Kingdom.
It turns out that they can live a good life here, and local officials will help them cultivate good varieties.
So they said everything they could.
Even the Xinning people who came from Jing State were offering suggestions.
Combining the wisdom of all parties, we will always achieve results.
On the ninth day of May, the first generation of Champa rice No. 2 was produced.
One hundred acres of land, after adopting the new pollination method, produced two hundred and thirty grains.
Two hundred and three, twenty kilograms more than before.
It seems better.
But according to their experimental standards, if the people were allowed to grow it, the yield should be around 200 kilograms.
This average output still does not meet the standard.
Ji Yuan said, "Even if this is the case, we will be able to distribute a batch of Champa rice next year."
“December to March is a season.”
“April to September is the second season.”
"If the people need it, they can plant two crops a year."
This is equivalent to an additional harvest of more than 200 kilograms per acre of land.
Of course, the hard work has to be doubled.
It just depends on whether everyone is willing or not, there is no force.
Is this ok?
More food is always better than less.
Alternative plan decided.
But Ji Yuan still tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
Fortunately, the second generation of No. 1 is about to be harvested.
And the generation of number three will also appear.
In addition, it is time for ordinary rice to pollinate, and different rice varieties can hybridize with each other.
This primitive and crude method must have seemed extremely crude in the eyes of later generations.
But there is always a process.
As long as it is useful, even if it is just a little bit, it is a success.
Every time people passing by hear people discussing things like number one, number two, number three, or even number ten, or one generation or even three generations.
These codes make people dizzy.
However, these officials and old farmers can clearly tell the differences between the rice varieties and how they need to be improved.
Their passion for the fields has also influenced many people in Ning'an Prefecture.
The locals all knew that their prefect was studying new rice seeds in the fields with a group of people.
If it is researched, it might be more productive.
Some people have even made reservations to plant another crop of rice in December this year!
I am tired.
Maybe a little more food.
The people placed orders for new rice seeds, which made everyone more enthusiastic about the research.
Until June, when an unexpected person suddenly appeared.
Teacher Cheng, whom I haven’t seen for a long time.
In other words, the right instructor of Wuxin Prefecture School, Lord Cheng, whom I haven't seen for a long time.
How much time had passed from the first month of the year when Ji Yuan mentioned Teacher Cheng to Wang Xuezheng of Wuxin Prefecture until June?
As soon as the letter arrived, he set out immediately, so the schedule must have been very tight.
The last time I saw Teacher Cheng was in December of the 38th year of Huayuan, when I was in the capital.
It is now June of the 42nd year of Huayuan, almost four years.
Teacher Cheng looked much older.
It’s totally different from the leisurely and comfortable life in Zhengrong County.
When Cheng Jiaoyu saw Ji Yuan, he was also filled with emotion. He looked at Ji Yuan and said, "Well, you have grown up."
Ji Yuan is nineteen years old this year. He is over 1.8 meters tall and exercises regularly, so he looks handsome and elegant.
Teacher Cheng also felt that he had shed his childishness and looked like a young man.
He still looks like a very reliable young man.
Ji Yuan quickly bowed. Although his current position was higher than Teacher Cheng, Teacher Cheng would always be his mentor.
In the past, Mr. Cheng would probably have accepted it directly, as he was not the type to care about such things.
But at this moment, he dodged away, his eyes red: "I should thank you."
Ji Yuan thought.
Don’t say these things, you may still be my elder in the future.
The two chatted along the way, speaking quickly and walking quickly.
Ji Yuan knew that he must be worried about his cousin, Lord Cheng.
It was not easy for Instructor Cheng on this journey. After he received the transfer order from Wuxin in Dianzhou Prefecture, he set off almost immediately.
While his family was still slowly walking towards this side, he had already set off. He ran very fast on the road, which was why he was able to get here in a short time.
Upon learning about his cousin's situation, Teacher Cheng covered his eyes.
Ji Yuan then told Teacher Cheng about Cheng Yisan's situation, which made Teacher Cheng feel better.
However, he was transferred to Wuxin Prefecture. Although that place was good, it was not easy to take care of his niece's family all the time.
Ji Yuan said directly: "It's better for you to stay in Wuxin Prefecture. If you stay in Ning'an Prefecture or Zhennan Pass, it will be easy for someone to catch you."
How could Teacher Cheng not know this? He was also worried and confused at the moment.
When Ji Yuan sent Teacher Cheng to the Cheng family, he did not follow him, but just waited outside.
Cheng Yishan, who had just returned home after hearing the news, subconsciously bowed to Ji Yuan. Ji Yuan said, "Go ahead. If you have any problems, remember to come find me."
After saying that, Ji Yuan left so as not to disturb their family reunion.
The Cheng family has gone through many hardships.
It's really too bitter.
Ji Yuan looked towards the direction of the capital.
I really don’t know what the capital city is like now.
The emperor is old and still alive, so there must be a lot of trouble.
Sometimes, dying early is also a kind of perfection.
I think if this emperor had passed away earlier, his reputation would have skyrocketed, right?
The hatred of Xiao Jiyuan’s family.
The Cheng family’s hatred seemed to be directed at that person.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the clerk from the official field running over in a hurry.
"Master Ji! Go and have a look! The rice ears in one of the experimental fields seem to be particularly different!"
no the same?
What's the difference?
Ji Yuan put aside his previous mood and hurriedly followed.
When he arrived at the official field, he found out what the clerk said was different. Why was it different?
This heavy, full ear is completely different from other ears of rice.
A group of people gathered excitedly around the rice ears.
After the excitement, everyone calmed down.
reason?
Because in this large rice field, there are only less than ten plants that look like this.
The other ears of rice remain the same!
Okay, okay, I spent several thousand taels of silver, and I only got less than ten plants from you?
Ji Yuan waved his hand and said, "Protect it and focus on cultivating it!"
Ten plants are ten plants.
He also needs to be protected!
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