Four Hundred and Eighty-Nine: Spring Ploughing (7)

The effect of the notice is huge.

Seeing a group of female soldiers training while holding their breath, Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and silently adjusted the training to increase the intensity.

After about ten days, the ice and snow melted, and the wasteland reclaimed last year was ready for farming.

Farmland, farm tools, cattle, and improved seeds have all been distributed. Xiangyang County is gradually becoming lively, and there are lively scenes everywhere. Farmers can be seen working hard in the fields, because the use of improved farm tools has been taught early in the morning. Yes, now it’s easier.

Using improved agricultural tools, people were pleasantly surprised to find that farming efficiency was much higher than before.

After plowing an acre of field, I feel less tired than before.

At a time when the war situation in the north is at stake, such a prosperous scene like a prosperous era has made many people feel emotional.

Perhaps this is the only one in the whole north.

Before spring plowing, according to custom, a spring plowing ceremony is held, and the host is the county magistrate.

Jiang Pengji did a lot of homework and carefully wrote down all the procedures. Originally, she only had to make a appearance and pose, and others would naturally take over the other steps. However, she has a stubborn personality and does not like to cheat, so she did it herself during the spring plowing ceremony.

After plowing an acre of land carefully, whether it was the depth of the plowing or other aspects, it was no worse than that of an experienced farmer. The people watching gave a warm exclamation, and Jiang Pengji won the applause of the whole house.

"My lord is still so serious and meticulous in his work..."

Xu Ke had already changed out of his formal Confucian shirt and put on a linen trousers with brown trousers, with his trouser legs rolled up to his knees, like a peasant.

Feng Jin was neatly dressed. He was the master of ceremonies at the spring plowing ceremony. He raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"How come Jin doesn't know that my master is so good at field craftsmanship?"

Chang Sheng followed her mother out to watch the spring plowing ceremony. When she saw her father's shadow, she called out "Dad" vaguely.

She was dressed up like a New Year blessing doll.

"Liang, Liang——Daddy——Daddy——"

The little girl pointed her chubby finger at Feng Jin and shouted, with drool hanging from the corner of her mouth.

The clever Changsheng called daddy for the first time after the New Year's banquet.

After that, his speech became clearer and clearer.

Wei Jingxian pursed her lips and smiled softly, then walked towards Feng Jin's direction holding Changsheng, who had lost a lot of weight.

"My lord, I learned from an old farmer when I was in Hejian." Xu Ke replied, turned around and said, "Huaiyu, your daughter called you."

Feng Jin smiled and said, "Jin, go take a look."

Seeing the happy appearance of the family and thinking of his beloved wife far away in the river, Xu Ke felt a little envious in his heart.

After the spring plowing ceremony, this year's spring plowing also officially kicked off, and the intensity of military training increased suddenly.

Sending troops to Fengyi County to deal with the Tsing Yi Army there was a plan that had been made last year.

Once the lord has established a firm foothold in the north, he may be able to take Xunmei over.

At this time, Jiang Pengji climbed up from the field with bare feet and was about to raise her hands to wipe her sweat when she saw a messenger running from a distance.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat, and accidentally got some mud on her face, and asked the soldier, "What happened?"

The messenger replied, "Reporting to my lord, there are more than 2,000 people outside the west city gate, claiming to be from Hejian, and they are my lord's close followers."

From Hejian?

More than two thousand people?

Jiang Pengji's eyes lit up, and the smile on her face deepened. She didn't even have time to wash her feet, so she just put on a pair of wooden clogs.

"You lead the way, Nongqin and the others should be here."

She walked as fast as flying, and shouted to Xu Ke who didn't react, "Xiaoyu, I'll take care of you in the fields. I'll pick up someone."

Xu Ke was stunned for a moment.

What?

Just when he was about to ask in detail, his lord was walking very fast with his long legs, and the messenger behind him had to run to catch up.

"It's indeed playing the piano. It came just in time!"

Jiang Pengji asked people to open the city gate with a bright smile on her face.

She had seen Jiang Nongqin's progress over the years and gave her full responsibility for the women's camp, which made Jiang Pengji very relieved.

Not only her, the audience in the live broadcast room may not have seen Jiang Nongqin for a long time.

The audience in the live broadcast room witnessed the transformation of this ancient girl from humble to strong, and felt as if a girl in my family had grown up.

After hearing that Jiang Nongqin finally made his way north from Hejian to join the anchor, the live broadcast room started sending waves of rewards to celebrate Jiang Nongqin's return to the team.

However, they never expected that not only Jiang Nongqin would come, but also an unexpected friend.

A figure seemed to rush towards Jiang Pengji.

If the other person's aura didn't contain any malice, she would have taken action to capture him.

"Brother Lanting—Wan'er misses you so much—"

Jiang Pengji hurried out of the city, and Shangguan Wan came up with a bear hug, laughing brightly, and her words were full of longing.

"Wan'er? Why are you here..."

Jiang Pengji was stunned for a moment, and raised her hands to hold Shangguan Wan steady to prevent her from falling down with her.

When the messenger saw this, he showed a surprised expression. He immediately thought of something and immediately returned to the state of looking at his nose and his mind.

Hey, the lord’s fiancée came all the way to chase her husband?

The messenger secretly turned his gaze and used the corner of his eyes to pay attention to Jiang Pengji and Shangguan Wan, who was holding her tightly.

Not only was the messenger boy shocked, many viewers in the live broadcast room were also confused as to who the girl in the anchor's arms was.

[Boys, please let me go]: No, is there an ancient god here? Let’s do some science on who this girl is.

[Nuts and Little Pudding]: Hey - where did you come from, little goblin, let go of my male god, where are you putting your paws!

In fact, Shangguan Wan not only hugged Jiang Pengji's waist, she also buried her breasts.

[Ye Wu Yan Ling]: # nose-picking, she is obviously the goddess of my family, but the unruly people upstairs want to rob me?

[Smuggling into African Emirates]: I shook my head, and it took me a long time to remember who this girl was. Here is a super ancient god, let me educate you: Shangguan Wan, a very pure and lovely girl, the most favored daughter of Shangguan family, I remember that she is very dependent on the anchor, and the anchor is also doting on her.

Shangguan's most favored daughter?

This virtue?

Many viewers were confused. They had watched the live broadcast room for so many years and knew that the brown color was only worn by civilians.

The style of Shangguan Wan's clothes is terry brown, and the fabric is even rougher. In their memories, don’t noble ladies all wear silk and satin, and dress up beautifully on weekdays, with misty temples, cloud-shaped hair, and beaded hair, showing low-key luxury?

This Shangguan Wan looked like a refugee who had escaped from an asylum.

"Brother Lanting doesn't welcome Wan'er?"

Jiang Pengji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What you said is so heart-breaking. I don't care if I don't welcome anyone, so how can I turn Wan'er away? I heard before that you married someone else, but now you are no longer at home to be your first wife and enjoy the glory and wealth. Why do you come to this remote country in Xiangyang County? Can you not be surprised?"