Just outside Beijing.

Fu Jiujiao watched as Attu Xiu and Yin Hua, the master and servant, worked with great fervor. Every now and then, birds would come to steal food. She glanced over and a bird even complained that she was too stingy, not willing to give them even a bite of the plentiful supplies. Then it grumbled and flew away.

Fujujiao couldn't help but smile. If she told them right now that she could understand what they were saying, would it frighten them?

"This year there was a bountiful harvest, and the birds came to celebrate too."

The old man was in charge of this farm. He held a just-made scarecrow, ugly and terrifying even. He waved it and placed it beside the grain pile.

Fu-ju-ju heard the birds circling overhead say, "Oh my! This person looks so scary!"

"Why isn't it moving?"

"Shh...don't speak, let's just go to a different place."

Fu Jiujiu couldn't help but smile, wondering if the scarecrow counted as an enemy to these little birds.

The elder saw Fu Jiujiu laughing and also happily walked over, "Princess, thanks to your invention of this weather machine, in the past years we could only rely on the wind. We could only raise our sails on windy days. Now it's much better."

"Fu Jiujiu giggled and pointed at Fu Bajin who was busy working, saying: 'It was made by my older brother.'"

"Don't be so modest, Eighth Young Master said the idea was yours."

How could the old man not be happy?

Before, we used to put the grains on the ground and have a donkey step on it with a stone roller. We’d roll it countless times until the grain separated. Then we'd need to check the wind direction and find someone to throw them up into the air so they could be winnowed. Finally, the grain would separate from the chaff.

It's not good weather, or no wind.

And nothing is as fast as this machine. It can play two games a day, and no more than three.

Unlike this thresher, which is time-saving, labor-saving, and separates the grain from the chaff, you can work day and night as long as you are able.

"It'll do if it works." Fu Jiu Jiu thought for a moment, then turned back and said, "I can make more of these. Big brother can take them out to sell."

Then the magpie can earn silver again.

That's to say, in ancient times there were no patents, otherwise the eight-character bird would definitely be the wealthiest in the house. He could just lie down and make money. He's almost become a master inventor.

"This year's harvest is good." Fu Jiujiao looked at the heavy grain stalks happily.

The elder nodded. "Yes, thanks to you, things have been pretty good in previous years, but they can't compare to this year."

"Don't get me wrong, this is all thanks to your hard work. Please don't flatter me."

The old man chuckled and laughed it off.

Arturus, tired from playing, called out from afar, "Little Bird, is the sweet potato roasted yet?"

Fujujiao turned her head and glanced at the makeshift earthen stove. There was a pile of sweet potatoes, potatoes, and a freshly killed rooster inside.

At this time, the aroma is intoxicating. "Come on, just have a few more drinks and then we'll eat!"

“I'm not going to eat, I'm waiting for the first one,” Athos wiped his brow and walked quickly over. “Little bird, it turns out being a commoner isn’t so bad either. Spring planting, autumn harvest, every year at this time you can be happy.”

The old man was familiar with these people and knew they were all easygoing, not too concerned with formalities.

"Princess, you can't say things like that. A prosperous country ensures the well-being of its people. Our nation is now flourishing and strong. I, too, was young during the war years. As soon as harvest came, we would only be happy for two days before our grain had to be handed over."

"Athos nodded. "Therefore, it's best for everyone if there is no war."

No one wants to go to war, unfortunately those present are not the ones in power.

"Yinhua, roasted chestnuts are delicious, but don't eat too many," Fu Jiujiao reminded.

"My lady, this is truly delicious. I can't stop eating it," Yinhua said shyly.

"My lady, the chestnuts have had a bumper harvest this year. How are we going to sell so many?"

Even if there is a bountiful harvest, there will still be worries. If there is not a bountiful harvest, there will still be worries.

The elder looked at Fu Jiu Jiu, everyone said this little princess was intelligent and had many clever ideas. He was certain she would definitely have a way.

chestnuts

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The seeds belong to Tang Xian and were given to Fu Jiujiu. They were first planted in Beidi, where they were very successful. Fu Sijin then recommended them to Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao was also a good listener. Seven years ago, she planted the chestnut trees, and now they are very tall.

"Just make it into chestnut cakes when you go back."

"Chestnut cake?" The old man looked at Fu Jiujiu with some curiosity.

"I'll try it tomorrow."

"Auntie, it's so blissful following you out. I have food and drinks!" Fu Tianfu said.

"Brother, you should eat less this time. Every time your sister-in-law cooks, you always eat the most. I haven't had many bites before it's all gone."

Qipang also came along. He really didn't want to see his parents just lounging around at home. It made him feel like an accident.

"Who told you to eat so slowly."

"Chew slowly and it's good for your appetite!"

Fujujiao saw the two brothers arguing over who had the stutter, so she quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Alright, I'll make more tomorrow."

Everyone clapped and cheered, Fu Jiujiao also smiled along, but as she was smiling, she suddenly remembered what Su Wen had said.

I can't help but feel a little uneasy.

But after all, she had been deceived by a fortune teller once. Although she didn't doubt Su Wen, she always felt a bit repulsed.

Prince Ando and Saiqiya were not immediately arranged to meet the emperor.

Saiki is naive and innocent, she doesn't think too much about it, if they don't let her go, then she'll just wait.

When you've gone, then go again.

Moreover, she is also somewhat averse to socializing with those princes now.

Andu was a little unhappy here, feeling that Emperor Chengde wasn't giving him face. He had been waiting for three days, and even if the emperor was busy, he should have made time to meet.

Although he wasn't happy, there was nothing he could do about it.

He's not brave enough to force his way into the palace.

When you're on someone else's turf, you have to follow their rules.

On the fourth day, there was finally some movement, but An was still unsatisfied.

"Why is it King Jin? Shouldn't it be the Crown Prince? Why would King Jin come to see me?"

He dared to speak like that, with no one from the Li Chao present. The Western emissaries trembled in fear.

"Your Highness, Prince Jin will be here shortly. You should prepare yourself."

An is the future King of Xi Lin, he was very sure of this, so he felt that the one who contacted him should also be the future emperor of Li Chao, that is, the current Crown Prince.

But he didn't want to, it turned out he was a sickly Prince Jin.

So, when Tang Xian arrived, he had a certain nonchalance about him.

Tang Xian didn't care either way, it was fine to come, and it was fine not to come. If he did come, he just wanted to see the big frog that the little girls had been talking about.

Andu had been to the capital before, but he wasn't present at the time, so the two of them were essentially meeting for the first time.

"Princess, hurry up, the King of Jin from the Li Dynasty has arrived. You should go out and meet him."

Saiqiya wasn't very willing, but she definitely couldn't stay. "Alright, alright, Zhuoya, that's it then."

"Princess, you have to dress up nicely and look your best."

Saiqiya felt a pang of sadness. As a princess, she could only adorn herself beautifully to attract men's attention. What was the difference between her and those who sold their beauty?

Three more chapters, see you tomorrow!

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