The princess was ordained by Heaven.

Chapter 285: Pulling out the seedlings

Zheng Xun: ...

"Actually, it's okay to eat more, but eating less doesn't mean you're not full."

The others watched her silently, as if to say: Listen to this, is this reasonable?

Zheng Xun replied matter-of-factly, "It's reasonable, how is it unreasonable?"

She didn't explain further, and squatted down next to Li Maitian, burying herself in her rice.

Li Maitian silently put his bowl back.

He belatedly realized what he had just done.

He actually wanted to give his leftovers to the princess!

I wonder if his ancestor, who was protecting him, panicked because of his life just now.

Anyway, he's pretty panicked right now.

Wei Yanxing and Lü Mengying dared not force the princess, but He Wuyang couldn't help but ask again, "Princess..."

Zheng Xun: "Shut up."

He Wuyang lowered his eyes dejectedly. Wasn't he just worried that the princess would suffer the pain of being pregnant?

The princess is so fierce.

But seeing Zheng Xun enjoying his food, he could only obediently shut up.

After everyone had finished eating, they returned the bowls and chopsticks.

The food cart was pushed away, and the group sat down together to rest.

It wasn't the hottest time yet; some people were playing cards under the trees, some were resting on the clean ground, and some were chatting.

Lü Mengying watched all of this intently.

Zheng Xun asked her with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

"Peaceful and serene times are a joy to behold."

Zheng Xun narrowed his eyes.

Peaceful and idyllic life? Not necessarily.

Beside him, Wei Yanxing asked He Wuyang, "What are you researching now?"

"The main focus is on rice and new crops. By the way, we've discovered some new crops that seem like they could be used as staple foods, but no one has tried them, so we don't dare plant too many. You martial artists are tough and resilient, so if you have nothing to do, come here often. I promise I'll treat you well."

Wei Yanxing: I suspect you're trying to murder him. Do you know how Shennong died? Didn't your mother teach him not to eat random things?

His smile was somewhat stiff: "Actually, I'm quite busy usually..."

He Wuyang seemed not to hear what he was saying, and sighed softly: "After all, this farm is the princess's life's work, and I also hope to achieve results as soon as possible to repay the princess."

Wei Yanxing: ...

Actually, given his intelligence, it wouldn't be difficult for him to make excuses.

Increasing grain production is a good thing for the country and its people.

It's a bit of a disadvantage for him; if he eats something poisonous or harmful, he might even lose his life.

However, he still decisively said, "Okay."

He Wuyang turned his head and asked incredulously, "What did you just say?"

"You can try it."

He Wuyang remained silent.

After a short while, he asked, "You..."

"But it's not me who will try it."

He Wuyang asked warily, "What do you mean?"

"Are you stupid? There are so many death row inmates in prison. They're a waste of food when they're alive and a waste of space when they're dead. Wouldn't it be better to use them to test things out?"

He Wuyang sighed softly, "Actually, I've thought about that too, but... even death row inmates have families. Even if they agree, their families won't..."

If he were alone, he wouldn't be afraid of them, but every seedling on the farm is precious, and he would be heartbroken if they were hurt or damaged.

Do you really have to let them know?

Wei Yanxing was quite helpless. Sure enough, an old stubborn like General He could only raise a stubborn little boy.

Fortunately, He Wuyang was not stupid.

"You mean..."

Yes, that's exactly what I meant!

Li Maitian asked, confused, "What do you mean?"

He Wuyang said excitedly, "Since we're afraid of making a scene, let's not let them know. We'll prepare the food and send it to the prison, then have the constables record their reactions!"

Li Maitian was the truly honest man: "Will this work?"

He Wuyang smiled: "Of course!"

Wei Yanxing and he exchanged a glance, both able to see the sly smile in each other's eyes.

Li Maitian hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

I always felt that they didn't look like good people.

"Mengying!"

As they were talking, Zheng Xun's shout suddenly rang out, and a figure suddenly darted out.

Wei Yanxing suddenly stood up, quickly surveyed his surroundings, and finally, his gaze fell on the earthen slope not far away.

There were a few kids playing around over there just now.

At this moment, one of them actually squatted down and pulled up a few seedlings from the soil.

Lu Mengying rushed over quickly, picked up the brat, and said with a stern face, "Let go!"

The child was suddenly lifted up and was momentarily stunned.

Lü Mengying raised her voice: "I told you to let go!"

The child didn't let go; instead, he burst into tears.

The commotion attracted everyone's attention, and a group of people quickly gathered there.

Zheng Xun and his group arrived quickly.

He Wuyang glanced at the troublemaking boy and frowned: "Whose child is this?"

"It's not from the village!"

"Yes! Most of the children here have experienced hardship. We farmers can't stand seeing children ruin crops, so we've long since taught them what they should and shouldn't do."

At this moment, a man stepped forward: "Young Master He, please forgive me! This is a relative's child, could you please..."

He Wuyang interrupted his pleas for mercy and turned to look at another woman: "Aunt Guo, how come your relative's child is on the estate?"

Aunt Guo was also filled with remorse. She grabbed the man who had just spoken and said, "Feng Lao Er! Don't play dead! That's your aunt's child. I told you long ago not to let him come, but you wouldn't listen!"

Feng Lao Er glanced cautiously at He Wu Yang, then walked up to Lü Meng Ying and pleaded, "He's just a child, and he didn't cause trouble on purpose. Please, young lady, have mercy and forgive him this time?"

He didn't seem to take it seriously, as if he didn't think it was a big deal.

Seeing his relatives arrive, the child knew he had someone to support him and cried even harder.

Children's voices are sharp and shrill; when they cry, they do nothing, and their voices seem to pierce the ears.

He Wuyang's expression grew increasingly grim: "Tell him to shut up!"

Feng Lao Er felt that He Wu Yang was making a mountain out of a molehill, but as a tenant farmer, he had to be subservient to others and take his money, so naturally he dared not offend the leader here.

So he shouted sternly, "Mitsuzō, stop fooling around!"

But Emperor Guangzong was clearly a spoiled little tyrant, and Feng Lao Er couldn't scare him.

"You sluts! You despicable people who can't stand to see others do well! You wretched beggars! My parents will never let you get away with this!"

He cried and flailing his arms and legs.

While being carried by him, Lü Mengying was forced to listen to a chorus of screams and curses, and was even slapped twice and kicked.

This kid looks like he's eating well; he's incredibly strong.

Lu Mengying had been injured quite a few times while practicing martial arts, but when he kicked her thigh, she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

She wouldn't tolerate him.

With a sudden loosening of his grip, Guangzong crashed to the ground.

The chubby boy had never suffered like this before. He kept spewing out vulgarities, cursing everyone around him equally.

Feng Lao Er was somewhat embarrassed.

He was all too familiar with Guangzong's tone.

His aunt's favorite phrases when she scolded people were these two sentences.