"Full again?"

Song Xijiao can't help but frown at the words. A good harvest is a good thing. However, there is no place for people to worry about too much.

It seems that the grain must be given back to the people in advance, otherwise, her grain can only be thrown on the street.

So the next day, song Xijiao gave the children a day off and asked them to come out and count their own food and distribute it to the people who owed her debts.

After such a long class, the children never had a day off. At last, the day was free. They were all happy and full of energy.

Song Xijiao grabbed a potato and asked casually, "do you know what this is?"

"Potatoes!" was the reply of several children

"What's the most in potatoes?"

"Starch!"

Song Xijiao nodded with satisfaction and asked, "what's the use of starch?"

When the children saw that song Xijiao was going to test them, they rushed to answer.

"Add sugar!"

"More will become fat!"

"You can also thicken food because its chemical properties are a little sticky."

Yan Wuyu stood aside, heard the children's words, can't help but laugh to shake his head.

I still remember when he took over the school, when he saw the so-called natural science textbooks, he thought they were useless, but now, he doesn't think so.

Because a few days ago, some students in the school ate bad food and were poisoned. According to the principle of acid-base balance of natural science, some students poured vinegar to the students crazily. Unexpectedly, they rescued the children.

Song Xijiao's point of view is right. It's useless to study alone. The world still needs a broader vision and broader knowledge.

"Girl, you've given me an extra catty! I'll lend you ten catties, and you'll give me twelve. "

An old woman came to song Xijiao with a bamboo basket on her arm. Smiling, she scooped out a spoonful of grain and wanted to return it to song Xijiao.

Song Xijiao said with a smile, "you don't have to return it. Just take it! Think of it as my filial piety. "

"Oh, thank you very much."

The eldest mother is very happy. The grain harvest in the field is abundant. This year, including next year, will not worry about food and clothing.

Just now, I got more than ten catties of potatoes from Song Xijiao. In the evening, I took them to the nearby town to sell them. I replaced the fish and came back to celebrate with my family in the evening.

……

Lincheng.

The emperor and his bodyguards went into a teahouse. As soon as he sat down and wanted to ask the shopkeeper to bring tea, he heard an exaggerated laugh coming from the next table.

"Ha

He turned his head and saw several men sitting around, laughing and talking.

"What's the matter? You should go to Xianming pass now. You don't have to go to the city. Just stand at the gate of the city and look at the fields.

Ah, it's a golden field. It's clear that there's a drought this year. The harvest in our field is very poor, but everyone in xianmingguan has a good harvest

"What can I do? Miss Song has been given a windmill. At the beginning, many people here mocked her and said that all she did was useless Kung Fu? Now it's good. We can only look at it with envy. "

"Ah, do you know the old seven of the streets?"

"Know, know!"

"It's the old seven who has the vision. He moved to xianmingguan in the first half of this year.

Now, we have them in Xianming pass, and the children have gone to school. They eat hot food and drink spicy food at home.

Let's take a look at the old seven's cousin's family. We didn't look up to him before. Now we're not asking my grandfather to sue grandma and let him settle down for them? "

When the emperor heard these people's conversation, he could not help but Tut, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

Xianming pass has been under his control for decades, and it has been in a state of dilapidated condition. The people are in exile, and there are countless bandits around him. There is no day to live.

However, since Song Xijiao came here, how could it be totally changed?

Is it really like those people who are talking about it, that he is not as good as a woman?

With a sigh, he could not help feeling depressed.

At this time, a man at the next table suddenly said, "if I were the Sheriff of Lincheng, where can I still sit? I would have tried to get miss song to our Lincheng

"How to do it? Well, how about the most handsome scholar in Lincheng to propose marriage with her?"

"Jun? If you are handsome, can you have someone else's senior brother Jun? Or general Meng Jun? Miss song can't even look up to these two people. How can she look at that useless scholar! "

"Well, I don't know what kind of person miss song will marry in the future. What kind of man can be worthy of such a girl?"

"It goes without saying that it is the one in the palace."As soon as the words came out, several men looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Because they all know that the one is far away and high.

No matter how excellent and versatile song Xijiao is, her birth means that she will never enter the palace or sit in that position.

But the Emperor didn't think so.

When he heard these people's comments, he was still very depressed. At this time, he couldn't help laughing with him.

It seems that song Xijiao's marriage to the crown prince is also the aspiration of the people.

"Master..."

He is listening to the people chatting happily, a familiar voice suddenly rings in his ear.

The emperor looked up and found that it was father-in-law yuan. He couldn't help wondering, "aren't you going to look at her at Xianming pass? How did you get here? "

Father Yuan's face was sad, but he said, "master, you don't know. Miss Song, she will leave Xianming pass soon."

"Oh? Why? "

Yuan Gonggong sat opposite the emperor and shrunk. He thought, "at first, Miss Song came to xianmingguan to atone for her sins. Now the merits and demerits are equal, and even the credit has already exceeded the sin.

Later, she said that she wanted to help xianmingguan get rich before going. Now she has paid off all her debts, and xianmingguan is also rich. The number of people is more than twice as much as in the past. I'm afraid she can't stay

When the emperor heard about this for the first time, he couldn't help but stare: "then she's not in Xianming pass. Where is she going?"

Duke Yuan said in a hurry: "this is what I am worried about. Miss Song is a brave girl. She will not be afraid to go anywhere.

The maid was afraid. She didn't send anyone to keep an eye on her. She didn't know when she would go away quietly. It will be difficult to find a woman when the world is big. "

“……”

The emperor was stunned, holding the hand of the tea bowl, and did not put it down for a long time.

Yuan Gonggong is right. They can't let song Xijiao leave like this!

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