Chapter 292 Patrolling Jiangnan
Chapter 292 Patrolling Jiangnan
Silence, deathly silence in Caishikou.
The people who were forced to watch the execution were so frightened by the strange phenomenon in the sky that they dared not breathe.
It's broad daylight and a sunny day.
There was not a single cloud in the sky, and golden lightning suddenly appeared.
Moreover, the thunderbolt actually struck directly at Old Master Cai, and the thunderbolt made Old Master Cai's head fall to the ground...
Who can believe it if they don’t see it with their own eyes?
Qian Qian stood silently behind the screen, gently rubbing his sore index finger and thumb.
[Alas, I need to practice more. ]
[My hands are numb from the thunder just now.]
The system said proudly, "Princess, this thunderbolt is too effective. 】
[For hundreds of years, the people of Xucheng and even some areas of Jiangnan would threaten their children when they were scared, saying that if they didn't obey, they would be sent to the backyard of Cai's mansion.]
【That was a threat and a silence. 】
【Hmph,】 Qian Qian snorted coldly, 【The Cai family deserves such a reputation.】
After a pause, [But the Cai family is a thousand-year-old family, so their heritage should be very deep. What ancient books did they collect? ]
[The Cai Mansion has a library, which is their heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years.] System explanation.
[There are many treasures in the library. ]
Qian Qian narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Wanwan who continued to denounce the Cai family's secrets.
He ordered the secret guards to guard the vegetable market entrance well, and he quietly left the crowd.
After meeting Yunshu outside the crowd, the two of them quietly came to Cai's mansion.
Yunshu kept watch while Qianqian took possession of the entire library and the treasures inside.
I returned to the government office feeling satisfied, and Wu Wanwan was already waiting there.
The little girl's eyes were shining brightly, and her eyes were full of stars as she looked at the princess.
"Princess," she trotted towards Qian Qian, her voice brisk, "bullying, wuwuwu, all those who bullied my mother are dead, they have all been executed, wuwuwu,"
Yun Shu rolled her eyes at Wu Wanwan, the stupid girl just knew how to cry.
He looked at Qian Qian again, and Qian Qian was looking at Wu Wanwan with eyes full of heartache.
Humph.
Yun Shu rolled her eyes at Qian Qian, turned sideways, hugged her arms, and sulked.
Qian Qian looked at Yun Shu helplessly and gently rubbed Wu Wanwan's little head.
"It's okay. From now on, you can stay with me with peace of mind."
Wu Wanwan was crying and sobbing, and Qianqian asked Jinzi to take her away to calm her down.
The secret guard came hurriedly, "Your Highness, the soldiers guarding Xucheng and the military camp have been cleared."
As he spoke, he took out a secret letter from his arms.
"This is a secret letter from the princess."
Qian Qian took it and opened it, then chuckled and looked at Yun Shu, "Sister Hua has also cleared out the Xiao family army, and the entire Jiangnan has begun a major rectification."
Yun Shu nodded nonchalantly. She didn't really care whether it was tidy or not.
Qianqian pinched her face and called Jinglong and others in a very good mood.
Jinglong and his subordinates looked much better after eating the red fruits.
After a good night's rest, I took a bath and changed into new clothes. I looked much more energetic.
Qian Qian took out the delicious food that Li Huan had prepared earlier from the space and entertained Jing Long and others, while Lin Jin and Lin Yin served white rice.
Qian Qian looked at the rice and said happily, "Sir, please try it. This is the high-yield rice you donated a year ago."
A year ago, after Jinglong presented rice.
Qianqian opened up a piece of land in the space to grow this high-yield rice. She really liked the white rice steamed from that rice.
Don't be too delicious.
Jinglong solemnly held up the bowl with both hands, staring at the bowl of white rice with bright eyes.
He sniffed it reverently and chuckled, "It's different, still different."
Qian Qian smiled helplessly and said, of course it’s different, after all, it’s grown in the black soil of space.
【What a pity,】 Qian Qian sighed, 【The black soil loses its function once it is moved out of space.】
【Ah, yes.】
The system was helpless, [Princess, in fact, the black soil in space is not very useful. ]
[It may just be a little more productive than ordinary land. It is actually the spiritual energy of space that causes the rice to change.]
Qian Qian nodded.
Jinglong savored the delicious food in front of him carefully, and his eyes were smiling as he ate the meal.
After dinner, he had a long chat with the princess about rice in the south of the Yangtze River.
When it comes to farming, Jinglong talks endlessly, and Qianqian is very interested and listens patiently.
[Tongzi, is there anyone in Jiangnan who is good at farming and can help Jinglong? ]
[Um, can I take advantage of the situation of the Jiangnan family being rectified to carry out land reform? ]
The system sound was so high that it almost broke.
[Okay, ahem,] I'm a little embarrassed, [Princess, this is a good opportunity. ]
【The land will play its greatest role only when it is returned to the hands of farmers.】
[Nowadays, the status of merchants has gradually improved, but many farmers in Daxia live in poverty. ]
【And the poverty of many farmers is man-made. 】
Qian Qian nodded, "Anyway, you are responsible for giving me suggestions, including some reforms worth promoting in the future."
[As for the rest,] she tilted her head and smiled slyly, [I don’t just have two prime ministers, I also have many court officials who need to be used.]
[Haha,] the system laughed, [Princess, let's go around Jiangnan and eat more melons?]
[I want to select a suitable assistant for Jinglong. Maybe I can find someone who can promote land reform.]
【it is good. 】
Qian Qian agreed to the system's proposal, and after dinner he sent secret letters to the capital and other places.
Let them prepare to start the land reform in Daxia and send the incorruptible corpse they found to Xucheng.
Mo Shiyin and Shen Zhongyue, who were far away in the capital, were almost scratching their heads when they received the secret letter from the Crown Princess.
What is their fate?
The emperor, who was in trouble, put aside his state affairs and traveled around Daxia with the empress.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at the stall was dismissive of his status as a crown prince.
Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess is wholeheartedly serving the people, but, but she only has her mouth.
All the work fell on the heads of these old ministers with a wave of His Highness's hand...
Mo Shiyin looked at her husband with a bitter face, and Li Lian gave his wife a sympathetic smile.
After comforting his wife for a while, he secretly returned to the study and wrote a secret letter of complaint to the Crown Princess.
The central idea is that there are too few capable people in the court.
His wife is so tired that she is starting to go bald. She begs the little princess to show some mercy...
As for Shen Zhongyue, although he did not complain, he also started looking for new talents.
Anyway, he will report the talents he has found to the princess, and Her Royal Highness will be able to make the judgment herself.
Who says you have to do the work yourself? As a prime minister, it is right for him to be good at using talents.
Qian Qian gave the order to Mo Shiyin and Shen Zhongyue and then left them alone.
He took Jinglong and his party to inspect various places in Jiangnan.
In name only, he was on patrol, but in fact, he was taking Yunshu, Wu Wanwan and Jiang Zhenzhu out for fun.
Jinglong was familiar with the farmland in Jiangnan area, and Qianqian and his companions were also very satisfied after seeing the scenery of Jiangnan.
Until everyone arrived in Lingchuan.
Jiangnan has been plagued by floods since ancient times, and Lingchuan is the place most severely hit by floods in Jiangnan.
Once upon a time, the Lingchuan dam was extremely fragile and would be destroyed by floods every five or six years.
The money allocated by the imperial court to Lingchuan for repairing the dike was a considerable expense.
Since the advent of cement, the Lingchuan embankment has also undergone a qualitative improvement.
Qian Qian, led by Lingchuan officials, inspected the embankment on a boat and became more and more satisfied.
Suddenly, [Princess, someone has buried explosives on the embankment.]
The system nervously prompted, [And a lot of it is buried. ]
Money money...
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