Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âNo, the Ministry of Revenue is like an iron bucket. The people I sent in couldnât come into contact with anything substantial. Iâm afraid itâll take some time before thereâs news.â Xiao Heng shook his head.
âYou may leave.â The Emperor waved his hand in disappointment.
He was getting worried about the situation at the Ministry of Revenue. It seemed that he had to break this deadlock.
Otherwise, he wouldnât even know if the national treasury had been emptied that day.
But who would be suitable? He flipped through the list of resumes of officials of the third rank and above.
Zhou Ying, on the other hand, had been watching the Emperorâs every move, curious about the Cui familyâs future.
After receiving an answer from the Emperor, she immediately told Gu Chengrui, âThe Emperor has sent people to capture Yang Shicheng. What should we do now? Should we send a message to Yang Wanning?â
âNo need. This has nothing to do with her. The less she knows, the better.â Gu Chengrui shook his head and replied.
âAlright, but 1 donât know when they will be able to sever their father-daughter relationship.â
âThis is hard to say. Yang Shicheng wonât let go unless itâs necessary.
âIf Yang Shicheng doesnât say anything, Yang Wanning mustnât take the initiative. Otherwise, her reputation would be ruined as an unfilial daughter.â
Zhou Ying nodded in agreement. Usually, if the parents were still around, it would be difficult for a person to separate from their family, let alone sever a father-daughter relationship.
She then asked, âBy the way, how are the vegetables growing in the manor?â
âTheyâre fine. The spinach and rapeseed have already grown tender seedlings. As long as any extreme weather doesnât appear, we might be able to plant another crop before the new year.â
âDo you want to try garlic?â
âItâs better not to. Itâs not appropriate to take out the seeds now. Letâs put it off until next year. Oh, Iâve already asked Brother Zhou about the farm you asked me to investigate.
âIt belongs to neither Prince Hui nor the Yang family, but someone called Wang Li. However, he did not recognize this person.â
âCould it be an alias?â
âIt could be, or it could be someone under Prince Hui.â
âThatâs true. There arenât even any photos of the person right now. For someone with high status like Prince Hui, itâs too easy to fabricate a fake identity.â
âBy the way, Brother Zhou said itâs impossible for us to buy a farm. We can only think of a way to build it ourselves.
âHowever, he did recommend a place to me. Itâs at the foot of West Mountain, not far from the hot spring manor.
âItâs said that place is overgrown with thorns and weeds. It was about 2,000 acres, and thereâs a river on the side. If the place is rebuilt, it will be enough to supply the restaurant.â
âIs there any flaw? Otherwise, such a large area wouldnât have been left empty all this time, right?â
âFirst, itâs too remote. Second, the land is poor.
âWhen the Ming Dynasty was just established, an official took a fancy to that piece of land and planted many peach trees. However, the trees either fell ill or the peaches that bore were small and sour, so he gave up.
âLater, when it fell into the hands of his descendants, it remained empty until now.
âHowever, from his description, it was because the land was slightly acidic and unsuitable for growing northern plants. So, I want to take some time to go over and take a look. I want to bring some samples back for an experiment. If itâs suitable, I will buy it.â
âSure, letâs go take a look at it. 1 remember that watermelons like acidic soil. We can plant watermelons and earn a lot of money from selling them. Why donât we go together tomorrow? Itâll save you the trouble of running back and forth.â Zhou Ying said.
âItâs better not to. The capital will be changing rapidly over the next two days. We canât treat it as if we were blind.
âBesides, you still have to enter the palace tomorrow to make hotpot..â