The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 1260: Shimoda

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Mozhou, Royal Farm.

Fu Xiaoguan left Chang'an, the capital, with Wu Tianci and came here.

The rice in the fields is already golden.

Accompanying them were three thousand garrison troops led by Huo Huaijin himself, as well as Zhuo Yixing, Yan Beixi, and the elderly Qin Bingzhong and Wen Xingzhou.

Wu Tianci left Kyoto for the first time and came to this vast land for the first time. His mood was very exciting. He saw a bigger world and things he had never seen in the palace. .

"Food is the first and most important thing for the people. Just as Dad told you, having enough food and clothing is the first and most important thing that concerns the people!"

“Only after all the people have solved their food and clothing problems can we talk about other things and seek development.”

Fu Xiaoguan pointed to the endless golden rice fields, "You see, these are carefully served by the farmers. From raising the seedlings in March to harvesting in September, it takes half a year. These are their hopes. ”

"So I hope you can keep in mind that every particle is hard work!"

"Yes!" Wu Tianci nodded and turned to look at his father: "Can I go to the rice field and have a good look?"

Fu Xiaoguan rubbed Wu Tianci’s head and said, “Go.”

Wu Tianci ran away happily, like a bird out of its cage. Liu Jin was startled, and he quickly followed him: "Little master, little master, please slow down!"

Wang Qiang smoked a dry cigarette and looked at it with a smile on his face.

"Young Master, I don't even know that this is the seed of several generations of Fu. This year is a good year and a good harvest!"

"Okay, let's go to the fields with the young master."

A group of people were wandering on the ridge of the fields. Under the setting sun, there was a faint fragrance of rice blowing in the breeze. There were farmers in the fields who had already started harvesting, and there were also many children playing in the fields.

Wang Qiang followed Fu Xiaoguan, and in a daze he seemed to have returned to a few years ago!

At that time, I was still in Xishan.

At that time, there was a village in Xishan called Wangjiacun.

I don’t know what day it was, but a young master came to Xishan Villa.

I don’t know what day it was when the young master brewed wine in his workshop in Xishan and also cultivated the first generation of Fu.

The fine wine called Xishan Tianchuan is now spread throughout Daxia, and after so many years of reproduction, the seeds of Fu Yiyi have been planted in the north and south of Daxia.

Its output shocked the world. It and the sweet potatoes produced by the young master not only solved the food problem in Daxia, but are now also sold to other countries.

With sweet potatoes, farmers began to raise pigs.

Since then, pork has become a common meal on people's tables, and steamed buns with rice and white flour have become even more common.

I still remember that in Wangjia Village, Xishan, the whole family worked in the fields to fill their stomachs. As a result, every time there was a shortage of crops, they still had to rely on wild vegetables to survive.

At that time, the faces of the villagers were all pale, and their expressions were more of a heavy sorrow for life. There was no such joy every day as they are now.

The young master is amazing!

When he walked out of Linjiang, he never imagined that he would walk on such a prosperous road!

This is Great Xia’s luck! This is a blessing for the people of Daxia!

Fu Xiaoguan still feels that he is a small landlord at heart.

His heart was filled with joy when he saw these golden rice fields, and he felt very fond of the farmers who were sweating but chatting and laughing under the sunset.

"If I had not left Linjiang back then, my family would have a lot more fields by now!"

Yan Beixi grinned: "Maybe it has been expropriated by Emperor Xuan!"

Fu Xiaoguan was startled, "He is my father-in-law after all. If it hadn't been for what happened later and I had returned home, he probably wouldn't have done anything to me again."

Yan Beixi did not answer, but said: "Didn't you once tell me that destiny is more secure in your own hands?"

"Those things have passed. In any case, Daxia now can be considered a real prosperous age... In three to five years, when the rural revitalization plan is fully realized, Daxia will truly usher in a prosperous age!"

"The biggest ideal of Emperor Xuan back then was to create a prosperous age of Xuande. He failed to realize it, but you have achieved a grander prosperous age. I think he should be happy and close his eyes even if he is under the Nine Springs!"

The image of Emperor Xuandi came to Fu Xiaoguan's mind. He was very emotional and said leisurely: "Speaking of which, I really want to thank him for being where I am today!"

This has some profound meaning.

When he was in Jinling, Fu Xiaoguan wrote a disaster relief strategy that caught the attention of Emperor Xuan. From then on, he stood in the temple.

Then he relied on his own ability. Of course, it was undeniable that Emperor Xuan wanted to keep Fu Xiaoguan in the Yu Dynasty.

If it hadn't been for the big avalanche at the Wu Dynasty Cultural Conference, and if Emperor Xuan hadn't become suspicious of Fu Xiaoguan later, according to what Yan Beixi once thought, Fu Xiaoguan's indifferent temperament would most likely still have stayed in Jinling.

Even if things go wrong, even if he returns to the Wu Dynasty and ascends the throne as emperor, he can coexist peacefully with the Yu Dynasty and even seek common development.

This is fate playing tricks on people.

Wu Changfeng did not hesitate to collapse himself with a big avalanche, and also wanted Fu Xiaoguan to return to the Wu Dynasty.

However, Emperor Xuan sent people to the desert country to prevent Fu Xiaoguan from returning, and even wanted to kill him. Only then did Fu Xiaoguan make up his mind to leave.

But instead of restoring old friendship with Fu Xiaoguan, Yu Wendao united with Fan State to contain Wu Dynasty. In the battle of Huazhong Plain, Yu Dynasty was destroyed, and Fan State was destroyed. They became a stepping stone for Daxia and never existed again.

Time is also destiny!

But it happens to be a blessing for the people!

While Yan Beixi was recalling the past, Fu Xiaoguan took off his shoes and socks and rolled up his trouser legs.

Zhao Hou was shocked, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

Fu Xiaoguan grinned: "Go to the fields and cut the rice!"

"Sir, please don't do it. This slave is the one to deal with. My family was once a farmer, so I only know how to do this!"

"You slave, do you dare to say you know better than me? Ask Wang Qiang and the others, young master, you don't know what you are doing when I am working! Stop talking nonsense and get me a sickle!"

Zhao Hou was stunned immediately, but saw Wang Qiang smoking a dry cigarette, taking a sickle from his waist and handing it to the emperor.

"You don't understand young master, young master is so good at this."

Fu Xiaoguan walked to the fields and came to the farmers, "Folks, I'm here again!"

Most of the farmers here moved from Xishan. Most of them have seen this young master before and know his character.

They were happy.

"Your Majesty, you are here to supervise the work!"

"Your Majesty, do you remember the heavy rain in Xishan? How many years have passed, Your Majesty, have you forgotten how to harvest rice?"

"Don't worry, young master, I will never forget it. Come on, come on, make gestures, I will cut this patch, let's see who is faster!"

The fields are full of joy.

Huo Huaijin showed a smile. Looking at the emperor bending down and wielding a sickle in the field, he felt that this was an improper emperor.

It seems to be no different from when he was in Jinling.