Qi Haoran put Bai Lao Er in Qin Er's cell, and let people pay attention to their conversation and ignore it.

He called Zhu Liang and Fei Bai, and said, "The property under the name of the palace and the princess must be carefully checked to see if there are any people who have sneaked in. If one does not fall, it will be taken by the lord."

This investigation found many spies from other families, and even Qi Xiuyuan was alarmed. He looked at the lists, and his younger brother, who was gnashing his teeth, and said warmly: "Fortunately, their business is limited, and they are all small scoundrels. These people are contacts. Nothing secret."

"That's because the time is short," Qi Haoran gritted his teeth, "what if it's more than ten or twenty years? Could it be that I will leave a palace like a sieve for the little bear? This is all found out, and whether it has been found out yet? what?"

At this time, many people were also in a panic. Their nails were all pulled out. Although their family members were still in their hands, there was no guarantee that they would be able to endure the torture.

I was angry and hated those bookstores in my heart, isn't it just a printed recipe? It actually caused them to lose so many people, and all their efforts in previous years were wasted.

The owners of the bookstore are drinking and celebrating in the restaurant. The big and small bookstores in Jiangnan have just signed contracts with the bookstores of Wangfu, and they have paid the money and got the recipes. Five hundred and two recipes seem quite expensive, but they are not included in the income. What is it.

Especially for small and medium-sized bookstores, the smiles on their owners’ faces have not changed throughout the day.

Only the powerful big bookstores don't look very good. Unless their bookstores can hold most of the new books, or they can engrave old books, it is better to use engraving blocks. They have collection editions, just print them directly. .

Those small and medium-sized bookstores will undoubtedly benefit the most from this transaction, because at this time, everyone except the princess’s bookstore is on the same starting line.

As soon as I left the restaurant, the owner instructed the steward, "Immediately send someone to give gifts to several Hanlin and elders, and make sure to get their manuscripts. We are already far behind, and we can't be left behind."

The stewards responded one after another.

But at this time, Mu Yangling was happily counting the contracts on the table, and said: "I have also signed all the essays and travel notes, it is best to get their views on some state affairs, and then combine the conflicting opinions into a few articles. Once a copy is released, it will definitely sell well.”

Guan Shi was stunned and stammered: "Wang, Princess, it's not good to talk about state affairs?"

"I'm developing my opinion. You sit in the teahouse and listen to it. Every day, there are speculations about how many concubines the emperor slept with. Is it possible that you're still afraid of this?

The steward was silent for a while, and said, "I'm afraid a few elders don't want to write."

Mu Yangling smiled and said, "If they don't write it, forget it. There are always people who are willing to write. Remember to send the manuscript to me first for review."

Seeing that the princess insisted, the steward could only agree, and said in embarrassment: "Miss, we bought a lot of manuscripts all at once, and the funding was a bit difficult for a while."

"I will ask Director Zhu to give the bookstore more money, and then turn it into an investment account."

Xiaoxiong happened to bring his younger brothers to find his mother. Hearing this, he ran in and said, "Mother, what money do you want to give the steward?"

"The money for the manuscript," Mu Yangling took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat, "What are you doing, why are you sweating so much?"

"Draft fee?" Xiaoxiong wiped his face indifferently, and asked with bright eyes, "What's the draft fee?"

"Someone writes books for our bookstore, and we pay them."

"Can I get money for writing books?" Xiaoxiong rolled his eyes and asked, "Then can I get money for the Three Character Classic I wrote?"

"Did you write the "Three Character Classic"? You have to write it yourself. The "Three Character Classic" is copied and practiced by you. For example, an article written by yourself can be printed and exchanged for money," Mu Yangling laughed: "But I remember that you are still learning to read, and your brother Xiaobao just started to write articles, right?"

Although Xiaoxiong was a little disappointed, he kept this way of earning money in his heart. It turned out that the articles he wrote could also make money. At that time, the husband assigned him homework, and he would not make a fortune if he wrote it and then printed it. money?

Xiao Xiong did the math in his heart, and found that he and the prince's brother would have a lot of homework in a single month.

The steward stepped aside, wishing he didn't have ears, did you say that the prince is very short of money?

Mu Yangling let the steward go, and took a few children to the small garden in the northwest, which was converted into a small piece of farmland at this time, and the ripe rice of yellow and orange was hanging in the field.

Several children cheered and ran towards the rice field.

The three little ones wanted to catch bugs and play, while the little bear ran to one of the fields. He stood pinching his waist and laughed loudly: "Mother, my rice fields can be cut too."

Mu Yangling nodded with a smile.

The paddy field in the small garden is divided into six pieces, each piece is only half the size of the land, which is not too big. The little bear planted one piece by himself, and the remaining five pieces were planted by Mu Yangling with people.

This is the second season of rice, which was planted by Mu Yangling after they returned to Beijing, to see if the No. 1 dry rice and Chamcheng rice could be planted in the second season in the south of the Yangtze River. Mu Yangling pinched the grains. , peeled off the chaff and chewed it in his mouth, nodding in satisfaction.

Season 2 tastes even better than Season 1.

Mu Yangling waved at the four children and said, "Tomorrow will be a sunny day for the next two days. Tomorrow, I will ask someone to clean up the slate in front of us, and we will harvest it later, little bear. You can rest the day after tomorrow. You can invite Xiaobaoyi. Get up and reap."

The tiger head emerged from the field, holding a frog in his hand, and asked, "Mother, I want to eat this."

Mu Yangling's forehead jumped with blue veins, and said, "Frogs are beneficial insects. They are specially designed to catch pests in our rice fields. They can't be eaten, so let them go."

Hutou didn't believe it, "There is food in the restaurant, and Daddy said it was delicious."

Mu Yangling stepped forward to rescue the frog in his hand, looked at him helplessly and said, "You don't have to eat and drink, why do you always seem to be hungry? Okay, we don't eat frogs, and let the kitchen give them to you at night. You stew a chicken and I'll give you a big drumstick."

"I gave my chicken legs to my brother," said the little lion immediately.

Xiao An said lazily, "Brother Hutou eat mine too."

The saliva came down all of a sudden, and the little lion and Xiao An bit his ears, "I don't like chicken legs."

Xiao An nodded, "There is too much chicken thigh, not sweet enough, chicken is delicious after all."

Mu Yangling twitched the corners of his mouth listening to their "whispering", looking at the happy tiger head with worry, the elder brother and Zijin both said that the tiger head is the most similar to Qi Haoran, could it be that Qi Haoran was really so stupid when he was a child?

Xiao Xia sat in the Taishi chair and watched them harvesting in the fields. Mu Yangling was wearing bunt training clothes and working in the field with a straw hat. Except for Xiaobao and Xiaoxiong, the five children went back and forth. trick or treat.

Xiao Xia sighed softly when she saw that only she and Xia Ma were sitting here, and all the other servants were sent away, "I've watched this scene for several years, and I still feel like I'm in a dream."

Madam Xia saw Xiao An Shizi blushing and walking here with a small bundle of rice in her arms, she smiled and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with this, you see that the young masters are very diligent and run in the fields more often. , the body will be much better."

Xiao Xia looked at his son carefully, and nodded, "Xiao An is much healthier than before, didn't the former son's imperial physician Wang say that his heart pulse is much stronger?"