Under the tent.

Fang Yuan is enjoying tea.

There are also fruits and pastries on the table.

"My lord, have you had breakfast?"

Zhang San walked over and said with a flattering smile.

"What happened after eating?"

Fang Yuan glanced at him and poured him a cup of tea.

The guy's smile immediately became thicker, and he drank it gratefully.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty will most likely come to our Wuling County today, shall we wait at the gate of the county together?"

Zhang San looked at Fang Yuan and said.

After Fang Yuan left last night, he and the county magistrate and others waited until the city gate closed before leaving.

Before leaving, several people agreed to continue watching tomorrow. After all, the emperor might have arrived today.

"If you don't go, I'm not free."

Fang Yuan waved his hand and said impatiently.

They are waiting for the emperor who doesn’t know what he looks like. Whoever wants to go can go.

"Your Majesty, please don't rush the bidding. They won't be back until noon to visit the farmland, so why don't you just come back at noon?"

Zhang San advised.

The farmland is very large and it takes a long time to visit it.

Besides, how could the bidding of these caravans be more important than waiting for the emperor?

"Go away and don't disturb my rest."

"When you go to wait, you first pass by Shen Yuluo Yanlou and call Lu Chuchu to give me a pat on the back."

Fang Yuan was speechless at him and kicked him on the butt.

Without exerting much effort, this guy fell to the ground, assumed a seductive lying posture, and let out a squealing cry.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yuan's face darkened.

"Okay, okay, I'll go there right away."

Zhang San saw something wrong with Fang Yuan's expression, so he quickly got up and rolled away.

Fang Yuan regained his purity, leaning on a stool leisurely and sipping tea, living a life similar to retirement with the dignity of a county.

......

Green Summer leads the team.

Li Shimin and others followed.

After walking for several miles, we finally entered the farmland.

At this moment, Li Shimin and others seemed to be in a world of yellow and orange.

The backs of rice, wheat, millet, fields and seeds are all bent.

When the breeze blows, they sway with the wind, as if waving to everyone, and the smell of food wafts along with them.

"What a plump rice. There are more than a hundred grains in each ear of these rice, right?!"

"In previous years, I have seen such a bumper harvest of wheat in the Jiangnan area, but because of the drought this year, I have never seen it again."

"Millet seeds are also so full. How did Wuling County grow such a bumper harvest of food? Have you not been harmed by the locust plague?"

After each caravan representative entered the farmland, they rushed towards the farmland like crazy, touching all kinds of grain with trembling hands.

They sighed and couldn't believe what they saw, but everything in front of them was real, so they couldn't help but not believe it.

Li Shimin and Du Ruhui did the same, stroking the ears of rice with trembling hands and looking at the grain in front of them, their eyes gradually became moist.

This is not just food, this is life!

The people in the disaster area have been saved, and there is no need to issue a criminal edict!

"Girls of Luxia, haven't you experienced droughts and locust plagues?"

The caravan representative slowly recovered from the shock.

They looked at Lu Xia and asked their questions.

This year's drought has had a major impact, with most areas affected.

Although the locust plague broke out in the Guannai Road area, it also affected all parts of the world.

Li Shimin and Du Ruhui also came to their senses and looked at Lu Xia, waiting for her answer.

"Yes."

"We have experienced droughts and locust plagues."

"But our county magistrates have taken measures in advance, so the impact will not be big."

Lu Xia said with pride.

The county magistrate is the pride of everyone in Wuling County.

Everything that exists in Wuling County today is due to the efforts of the county magistrate.

As a native of Wuling, Lu Xia has clearly witnessed all this.

She warned herself from the bottom of her heart that she must do her job well when working in Fang Yuan's hands.

"How?"

Seeing no one asked, Li Shimin asked.

He also caught one word: Take measures in advance!

By taking measures in advance, does Fang Yuan predict the occurrence of drought and locust plagues in advance?

If this is the case, there is a high probability that Fang Yuan is his Ying Mengxianchen!

"I actually know little about this aspect. My family doesn't farm, all the land is rented out."

"If the distinguished guests want to know more clearly, they can ask the farmers here, they know better."

Lu Xia shook her head and smiled.

As he said that, he looked around and waved to a farmer who was nearby.

There are countless farmlands here. Although it is not the farming season, it still needs to be watched by human hands to prevent accidents.

Soon, the farmer came over. He was wearing a straw hat, had dark skin, wrinkles on his face, and a simple smile.

"Sister Lu Xia, why do you call me uncle?"

The farmer scratched his head and was honest and honest.

There were a lot of people at the scene, and they were all wearing silk, so he naturally felt inferior.

"Uncle, these are caravan representatives from various places, coming to see our grain in Wuling County."

"I just want to ask you a few questions. Don't be afraid. They don't eat people, hehe."

Luxia said with a smile.

Within a few words, the farmer's expression became much more natural.

"Old man, I would like to ask, how do you deal with drought and locust plagues?"

Li Shimin asked politely.

"You said this, then you asked the right person."

"At the beginning of the year, the county magistrate called on us to open canals and divert rivers from dozens of miles away."

"Not only that, we were also asked to dig hundreds of wells in the vast hectares of farmland to store water. Some of the wells still have water, and there has never been a drought."

The old man said proudly.

I heard that there is a severe drought all over the world and the harvest is bleak.

But their Wuling County had a huge harvest, not to mention how proud they were.

However, the county magistrate had an order not to spread the story of Wuling County's good harvest to the outside world, so outsiders did not know about it.

This is why Lu Xia asked him and said he was a representative of caravans from various places, so he answered truthfully.

"Awesome, you county magistrates are really foresighted."

Li Shimin's expression remained the same, and his heart was horrified.

"That's right!"

"If it weren't for the county magistrate, we in Wuling County would be in trouble right now."
To be continued...