The effect of the notice was huge.
Looking at the group of female soldiers holding their breath to train, Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows. She silently adjusted the training and increased the intensity.
Another ten days passed. The snow and ice melted. The wasteland that had been cleared last year could be prepared for farming.
Ploughing fields, farming tools, cattle, and improved seeds have all been distributed. Xiangyang District gradually became lively. Everywhere was bustling with activity. Farmers could be seen working hard in the fields. Because the use of improved farming tools has been taught early on, it's easier now.
Using the improved farming tools, the people were surprised to find that the farming efficiency was much higher than before.
After ploughing an acre of land, they didn't feel as tired as before.
At a time when the war in the north was at loggerheads, such a flourishing scene made many people sigh with emotion.
It was probably the only one in the whole north.
Before the spring ploughing, according to tradition, a spring ploughing ceremony was held. The district magistrate was the host.
Jiang Pengji did a lot of homework. She seriously memorized all the procedures. Originally, she only needed to put on a show and pose. The other steps would naturally be taken by someone else. However, she was stubborn and didn't like to fake it. She did it herself during the spring ploughing ceremony.
She carefully ploughed an acre of land. Whether it was the depth of the ploughing or other aspects, she was not inferior to the experienced farmers. The onlookers let out enthusiastic exclamations. Jiang Pengji won the applause of the crowd.
"My lord is still so serious and meticulous …"
Xu Ke had already changed out of his formal Confucian robes. He wore a brown hemp garment. His trousers were rolled up to his knees. He looked like a farmer.
Feng Jin was dressed neatly. He was the host of the spring ploughing ceremony. He raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
"Why didn't I know that my lord's farming skills are so good?"
Changsheng followed her mother out to watch the spring ploughing ceremony. She saw her father's shadow and vaguely called out, "Father."
She was dressed up like a lucky doll for the New Year.
"Cold, cold … Father … Father …"
The little girl raised her little chubby finger and pointed at Feng Jin. As she shouted, saliva hung from the corner of her mouth.
The clever Changsheng called him father for the first time after the New Year's banquet. After that, her speech became clearer.
Wei Jingxian pursed her lips and chuckled. She carried Changsheng, who had become much heavier, and walked towards Feng Jin.
"When the lord was in Hejian County, he learned it from an old farmer," Xu Ke replied. He turned his head and said, "Huaiyu, your daughter is calling for you."
Feng Jin smiled and said, "Jin will go take a look."
Looking at the happy family and thinking of his lovely wife who was far away in Hejian County, Xu Ke felt a little envious.
After the Spring Ploughing Ceremony, this year's Spring Ploughing officially began, and the intensity of training suddenly increased.
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 had a firm foothold in the north, he might be able to bring Xunmei over.
At that moment, Jiang Pengji climbed up from the field barefooted. Just as she was about to raise her hand to wipe her sweat, she saw a messenger running from afar.
She raised her hand to wipe her sweat and accidentally got some muddy water on her face. She asked the soldier, "What happened?"
The messenger replied, "My lord, there are more than 2,000 people outside the west gate. They claim to be from Hejian County and they are my lord's trusted followers."
From Hejian?
Over 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 before she put on a pair of wooden clogs.
"Lead the way. It should be Nongqin and the rest."
She walked as if she was flying and shouted at Xu Ke, who had yet to react, "Xiaoyu, I'll leave the matters in the field to you. I'm going to pick someone up."
Xu Ke was stunned.
What?
Just as he was about to ask in detail, his lord walked quickly with her long legs. The messenger behind her had to run to catch up with her.
"It's indeed Nongqin. She came just in time!"
Jiang Pengji ordered someone to open the city gate. She had a bright smile on her face.
She had seen Jiang Nongqin's progress over the years. Jiang Pengji was very assured that she would be in charge of the women's camp.
Not only her, but the audience in the streaming room had not seen Jiang Nongqin for a long time.
The audience in the streaming room witnessed the transformation of this ancient girl from a weak and humble girl to a powerful one. They had a feeling that their daughter had just grown up.
Hearing that Jiang Nongqin had finally come north from Hejian County to meet the streamer, the audience in the streaming room began to send waves of rewards to celebrate Jiang Nongqin's return.
However, they never expected that Jiang Nongqin was not the only one who came. There was also an unexpected friend.
A figure pounced toward Jiang Pengji like the wind.
If not for the fact that the other person's aura was not malicious, she would have captured him.
"Brother Lanting … Wan 'er misses you so much …"
Jiang Pengji hurried out of the city. Shangguan Wan came up to her and gave her a bear hug. She laughed brightly and her words were filled with deep longing.
"Wan 'er? Why are you here … "
Jiang Pengji was stunned. She lifted her hands to hold Shangguan Wan firmly so that she would not fall with her.
Seeing this, the messenger revealed a surprised expression. Then, he thought of something and immediately returned to his normal state of looking at his nose and his heart.
Eh, the lord's fiancée came all the way here to pursue her husband?
The messenger secretly shifted his gaze. He used his peripheral vision to observe Jiang Pengji and Shangguan Wan, who refused to let go of her.
Not only was the messenger shocked, but many of the audience in the streaming room were also stunned. Who was the girl in the streamer's arms?
Zhu Zhiguo Baifang: "No, are there any ancient gods here? Tell me who this girl is."
Guoshu and Xiaopudding: "Hey, where did this little demon come from? Let go of my prince, where are your claws!"
In fact, not only was Shangguan Wan hugging Jiang Pengji's waist, but she was also burying her head in Jiang Pengji's chest.
Ye Wu Yanling: "# picknose. she's obviously my goddess. The person above, are you trying to snatch her from me?"
Toudu Feiqiu: "I shook my head. It took me a while to remember who this girl is. This is a super ancient god. Let me tell you: Shangguan Wan, a very pure and cute girl. She's the most favored noble lady of the Shangguan family. I remember that she's quite dependent on the streamer, and the streamer dotes on her. "
The most favored noble lady of the Shangguan family?
How could she behave like this?
Many of the audience were confused. They had watched the streaming room for so many years and knew that brown clothing was only worn by commoners.
Shangguan Wan's clothes were brown, and the material was coarse. In their memories, didn't noble ladies wear silk and satin and dress up beautifully? Their hair was full of pearls and jade, and they were low-key and luxurious?
No matter how he looked at it, Shangguan Wan looked like a refugee who had escaped from a disaster.
"Brother Lanting, do you not welcome me?"
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