mtl008 Chapter 570 Mi Fang has a son?
Chapter 570 Mi Fang has a son?
It has to be said that the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and dogs, even if they start from the same starting line.
Take Mi Fang and Fu Shiren for example. On the surface, they were only half a rank apart as envoys and vice envoys. In reality, Mi Fang was dressed in fine clothes and accompanied by beautiful women, while Fu Shiren was wearing rolled-up trousers, walking on farmland, and his hands were covered in calluses. Standing in front of Mi Fang, he looked like a hardworking ox or horse.
Who wouldn't feel resentful in this situation?
Mi Fang noticed Fu Shiren's displeasure and said with a guilty smile, "Old Fu, you've worked hard. When we get back, I will definitely report your achievements to His Majesty truthfully. Has the rice ripened so quickly? How is the harvest?"
When the rice was mentioned, Fu Shiren got excited and said, "Before I came, this batch of rice had already grown to more than half a foot tall. After I came, I carefully cultivated it for another month, and the results were extremely remarkable. Look at that field over there that wasn't weeded, and then look at our field that weeded. The height of the rice is a palm's width apart."
Fu Shiren had two purposes in taking care of this farmland: first, to see how the rice was growing and how much it was being harvested; and second, to teach the locals how to cultivate the land. Since he was teaching, he had to make comparisons. So he only tended to nine of the ten acres of rice paddies, leaving the remaining acre to be overgrown with weeds, so that the locals could see the difference between weeding and not weeding.
Now that the rice paddies are ripe, the difference is obvious. The carefully tended rice is more than a hand's length taller than the rice surrounded by weeds, and the ears of rice are also more than an inch larger.
This is the result of taking care of it halfway through; if it had been carefully tended from the moment the seeds were sown, it would definitely have grown better.
Qu Lian also noticed the difference. After carefully comparing the two types of rice, he exclaimed in surprise, "Just by removing the weeds, the rice harvest can increase so much! This is incredible!"
Mi Fang laughed and said, "King of Linyi, now you know the purpose of my gift of new farming tools to you. Our Emperor is benevolent and has specially bestowed these farming tools to enable you to be self-sufficient. You must not forget the Emperor's boundless grace."
Qu Lian immediately assured, "Don't worry, Angel. As long as we have enough farm tools, we will do our best to weed and ensure that there are no weeds in the rice paddies."
Are they unwilling to weed? No, they simply lack farming tools. The iron produced in Linyi Kingdom isn't even enough to forge weapons, let alone farm tools.
But now things are much better. With the aid of the Han Dynasty, agricultural tools will soon become widespread. With agricultural tools, we can grow more grain. With enough grain, we can confidently wage war against Funan and seize more territory. This is a good thing, a great thing indeed.
Mi Fang plucked a grain of rice and rubbed it in his hand. Finally, he threw the rubbed rice into his mouth and chewed it. After a moment, he said excitedly, "That's right, this is the grain we've been looking for. If we bring it back to the Han Dynasty, we'll definitely win His Majesty's favor. Old Fu, what are you planning to do next?"
Fu Shiren said, "First harvest the rice, then level the land and continue cultivating it. Measure the exact time from sowing to harvest and the yield of the rice, make detailed records, and then return to the country to report to His Majesty."
"Besides, the solar terms here are different from those in the Han Dynasty. I don't know which months are suitable for planting. We have to plant once a month and try them one by one. I've already prepared the land, look."
In theory, as long as the soil is not frozen, seeds can grow at any time after being sown. However, the yield after the seeds mature is affected by the climate, and the yield will only reach its maximum during the most suitable months for growth.
Although the harvest may not reach its peak at other times, it does not mean that the crops will not sprout and grow. After all, Linyi has no winter and there is no need to worry about the crops freezing to death. That is why Fu Shiren had the idea of trying it month by month.
Mi Fang followed his finger and saw a small patch of land separated by ditches. She counted them carefully and found there were twelve of them, just enough for one per month.
Mi Fang frowned and said, "Your idea is good, but it will take at least one or two years to test it out. I'm afraid His Majesty can't wait that long."
Fu Shiren pondered for a moment and said, "That's simple. We can divide the work. One of us can go back and report, while the other stays behind to continue farming. Which one do you choose?"
Mi Fang glanced at the calluses on Fu Shiren's hands and his tanned skin and said decisively, "I'll go back and report. I'll leave things here to you."
Young Master Mi has always been waited on hand and foot since he was a child. He has never farmed before. This kind of hard work should be left to Fu Shiren.
Fu Shiren did not refuse and nodded, saying, "Alright, then after I pick out this rice, dry it, and put it in storage, you can take it back to His Majesty. When you meet His Majesty, you can't just say no."
Mi Fang nodded and said, "Okay, you can continue with your work. I'm going back to rest."
After saying this, he left with Lady Qu. Unexpectedly, after walking only a few steps, Lady Qu suddenly felt unwell and ran to the roadside to vomit violently. Everyone's expression changed at the sight, and Mi Fang shouted impatiently, "Medical officer, medical officer, come quickly and take a look at the princess."
To prevent accidents such as crew members falling ill, the ship carrying not only a military doctor but also a lot of medicines was on board. Upon hearing this, the military doctor rushed over, grabbed Qu's wrist, and after a thorough examination, exclaimed with delight, "Congratulations, General Mi! Congratulations, General Mi! The princess is pregnant!"
"What? Say it again." Mi Fang was stunned, as if struck by a heavy blow. Her head was buzzing and she was completely dumbfounded.
Ms. Qu is pregnant?
And it's even my own?
For more than a month, he has been spending every day with the Qu family. Who else could the child that the Qu family is carrying be but his?
So, does this mean I have an heir?
Mi Fang had no children, otherwise he wouldn't have treated Guan Xing like his own son. He used to have some hope about having children, but he gave up after he turned forty. He thought he would be childless for the rest of his life, but you're telling me that Qu Shi is pregnant?
Mi Fang stood there dumbfounded, as if her head had been hit by a brick, while Qu Lian excitedly stomped his feet.
She's really pregnant! She's actually pregnant! Now I'm a powerful maternal relative of the Han Dynasty! With this precious grandson, how dare His Majesty the Emperor of Han send troops to attack me again?
Even if troops were sent, the Mi family wouldn't agree. I've heard that the Mi family has a lot of influence in the Han Dynasty, the kind that can influence the court.
Thinking of the peaceful life ahead, Qu Lian was so excited he wanted to roar to the sky, while praying frantically in his heart: "It must be a son, it must be a son!"
Seeing that Mi Fang was still in a daze, Fu Shiren angrily pushed her and said, "What are you standing there for? Say something!"
We were both sent on diplomatic missions, but I worked hard to cultivate the land while you went off to have children. I just harvested the crops and you followed suit, harvesting them without missing a beat. What kind of situation is this?
Mi Fang was pushed and almost fell. After regaining her balance, she immediately grabbed Fu Shiren's hand and said, "Go back and report. I'll stay and work in the fields. I want to see my son born with my own eyes."
No one could understand the excitement of having a child late in life. The moment he learned that Ms. Qu was pregnant, Mi Fang put everything else out of his mind. Now, all he could see was his unborn son. Like Qu Lian, he prayed frantically in his heart that it would be a son.
Fu Shiren knew that Mi Fang had no children, and nodded, saying, "Alright, I'll go make the preparations."
After another seven or eight days of busy work, Fu Shiren returned to Dahan with the four hundred catties of rice he had personally collected, while Mi Fang stayed behind to take over his work and continue farming.
On the beach where they landed, Fu Shiren grabbed Mi Fang's hand and said, "We didn't even harvest 400 catties of rice from ten mu of land. The average yield of 40 catties per mu is outrageous. You must take good care of it and test the maximum yield per mu of rice."
Mi Fang laughed and said, "I may have never farmed before, but I've seen others farm. Don't worry."
Fu Shiren nodded, turned around, boarded the treasure ship in a small boat, and sailed upstream back to the Han Dynasty aboard the newly built treasure ship that he and Mi Fang had named "Anguo".
Mi Fang watched the ship disappear before turning back, but Qu Lian appeared just in time and pulled him aside, whispering, "Angel, we're both in the same boat, neither of us has a son. If your child is born, I want to make him the Crown Prince of Linyi. What do you think..."