20demayo Chapter 311 You guys think so highly of me?
Chapter 311 You guys think so highly of me?
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As the first rays of dawn appeared, a faint golden light shimmered on the surface of the canal, like the gentle kiss of the rising sun on the water.
Clear water flows gently through straight canals, like the blood vessels of the earth, supplying this land with the source of life.
The canal water is crystal clear, and the delicate water plants sway gently with the current, like dancers in the water, silently performing the rhythm of life.
The sides of the canal are carefully constructed with stones or bricks, making them sturdy and stable.
On both sides, lush green crops sway gently in the breeze, their reflections shimmering in the irrigation ditch, creating a vibrant scene.
Some of these irrigation canals are as wide as ribbons, like silver ribbons spread across the fields;
Some are narrow and slender, like delicate silver threads, cleverly interwoven between the field ridges.
Whether straight or curved, long or short, they all demonstrate the perfect fusion of human wisdom and natural landscape.
When the irrigation water reaches every field, the area around the irrigation canal becomes bustling with activity.
The busy figures of the villagers moved about, wielding hoes or operating waterwheels to bring water from the irrigation canals into the farmland, nourishing every inch of the land.
The irrigation canals here not only bear the heavy responsibility of irrigation, but also serve as a link between people and nature, witnessing the beautiful scene of harmonious coexistence between mankind and nature.
Dongfang Jin stood atop Nanshan Mountain, gazing at the scene below, with Yu Ying and Yue Ying standing on either side of her.
With spring's footsteps, light yet firm.
As the gentle breeze carries the news of the earth's awakening, the wheat also usher in the most crucial moment of its life—the heading stage.
The wheat fields below the mountain resembled a green ocean, undulating and full of life.
Each wheat stalk stood upright, as if showing the world their resilience and indomitable spirit.
At this time, the wheat has shed its tenderness of early spring, and its leaves have become broad and deep, gleaming with a glossy sheen under the sunlight.
Tender green spikes are peeking out from the leaf sheaths, like shy young girls cautiously observing the world.
At first, the ears of grain are just short, fuzzy segments, but over time they grow rapidly, becoming full and long.
Wheat in the heading stage is a masterpiece of nature.
Each spike is covered with countless tiny flowers, which, though small, contain boundless vitality.
They swayed gently in the breeze, emitting a faint fragrance.
The aroma, a blend of earthy scents and the warmth of the sun, is intoxicating, as if transported to a beautiful dream.
As the sun sets, the wheat sway gently in the breeze, casting long, long shadows.
At this moment, the fields are filled with a rich aroma of wheat, as the wheat plants cheer for the upcoming harvest.
The people standing on the edge of the field were all bought by Gu Chenglin. They looked at the vibrant wheat field with smiles of satisfaction on their faces.
During the wheat heading stage, everyone was filled with hope and anticipation every day.
As the ears of grain gradually filled with fullness, everyone's hearts were filled with joy.
They carefully nurtured this wheat field, just like they would their own child.
They fertilize, water, and weed, all to ensure the wheat grows strong and healthy, leading to a bountiful harvest.
“The wheat should be ripe in less than a month,” Dongfang Jin muttered to herself.
Lin Lizheng even rides his bicycle to stroll around her family's wheat field every day.
They come in happy every day, only to leave filled with regret.
(Yes, Gu Chenglin successfully brought out the 24-inch bicycle from Dongfang Jin's space.)
This bicycle was a gift from the bank when Song Bin applied for a credit card.
After Gu Chenglin got it out, Song Qing, Lu Yunqing, Cang Lingchen, Zhao Yuming, and two men from the Ministry of Works spent a month researching and finally completed one.
Cang Lingchen and Changsun Lan have now built a factory at the border of Anyang Prefecture and Ling'an County for mass production.
However, because they are handmade, the production process is slow, and there is sometimes a shortage of supply.
Cang Lingchen and his "Hero Brand" bicycle factory bought up scrap metal from ordinary people at high prices.
You can also use old pots, hoes, or other household items to exchange for new farm tools there.
New agricultural products include the Jiangdong plow and a seeder (similar to a plow, with a wooden box on top where seeds are placed; when sowing, the person holding the plow behind it must continuously shake the baffle of the wooden box so that the seeds are evenly distributed into the ground).
Hoes of various sizes, shovels of all styles, and sickles and scissors of different designs.
Some blacksmith shops were willing to sign contracts with them, and they would be involved whenever any new designs appeared in the factory.
Cang Lingchen also shared a certain percentage of the profits with the best craftsmen.
Lin Lizheng bought this bicycle from scrap metal from his own home, adding ten taels of silver to the price.
People were busy in the vineyard at the foot of the mountain, and bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time.
Yu Ying looked at the bustling scene below the mountain and said, "Miss, Master, and Madam should be arriving soon."
Yueying teased, "Miss, are you nervous?"
Dongfang Jin looked down the mountain and listened to Yueying's words. Was he nervous?
Perhaps I will see it.
Fang Jin told her to let things take their course when it came to finding her relatives, and she indeed didn't actively look for them.
Fang Jin's biological parents are coming to find their daughter today, but she feels no joy whatsoever.
Instead, I felt an indescribable sadness.
Ten years... Fang Jin has waited far too long.
Given how the Fang family treated her, was she really looking forward to this day?
But what about in the end?
Let's get through each disappointment.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have left with such a smile and such determination.
Since she has taken over someone else's body, she should follow the law of cause and effect and fulfill her filial duties to Fang Jin.
Pulling herself back to reality, she thought, "What do I have to be nervous about? I just didn't expect the emperor to actually let the couple leave the capital."
Yu Ying pouted: "Miss gave His Majesty so many things, why doesn't he release them?"
Now the master has handed everything over to the eldest son, and the eldest son is acting like that again.
The court now has the Imperial Tutor and his students in civil affairs, and the Duke of Zhenguo and other military generals in military affairs.
With the biggest obstacle removed, the remaining minor figures can't cause much trouble.
Throughout history, discord has always existed between civil and military officials in the imperial court. You haven't seen it, haven't you? It's always when those officials argue that they behave like shrewish women in the marketplace.
What Yu Ying didn't say was that the eldest son not only took the medicine that would prevent him from having children, but also publicly presented himself to His Majesty with that Shen Yunxiao (who is Zhao Yuming).
Furthermore, they held a wedding ceremony before His Majesty, with the Imperial Tutor, the Duke of Zhenguo, the Duke of Fuguo, the Duke of Suguo, and the Duke of Wenguo as witnesses.
Dongfang Jin...
You know what, it really is like that.
That's how it's portrayed on TV.
Ruyi (a symbol of good fortune): "Civil officials govern the country with their literary talents. The way to govern the country lies in the education of rites and music, and in transforming the people with virtue."
A military general is one who uses force to protect the country. The way to protect the country lies in maintaining a dignified and disciplined presence to intimidate the enemy.
The two complement each other, working together to achieve a great success.
Dongfang Jin sighed, "What's this all about? [I know you're cultured.]"
[Am I cultured? I'm a literary sage now!]
Yes, you are a clam (or a sacred clam)!
【Dongfang Jin! That character is pronounced chēng!】 Ruyi shouted through gritted teeth.
【Yes, Holy Son!】A scoundrel is just being pretentious.
【you……】
[You're so stingy! Can't you even joke? There were pinyin annotations on it back then, I was just teasing you!]
Dongfang Jin pursed her lips, thinking, "She really doesn't know how to be funny."
It's all because of the medical records sent by Elder Chu; I'm not going to see them anymore!
As one wishes……
Oh no, I've fallen into a pit again.
Yueying nodded in agreement: "The others are easy to deal with too. With our young lady here, those problems are no problem at all."
Dongfang Jin looked at the two of them and smiled: "You two think so highly of me?"