No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

The three of them continued to discuss for a long time in the big tent. The light became dimmer and dimmer unknowingly. Yang Huang's personal soldiers came in with oil bottles to add kerosene, and the fire in the tent finally lit up again.

After listening to Deputy Envoy Fang's description, Li Erlang could understand that Deputy Envoy Fang's doubts were not groundless. Even if he had never frequented brothels, he had heard of the severity of syphilis.

When he was a child, he and Sanlang were playing with a group of other children at the village entrance. The adults were sitting under a tree chatting, and the topic of their conversation was syphilis.

That year, there was a scholar in the county who returned home to take the imperial examination. He didn't know that he had contracted syphilis. When the matter was exposed, the doctor said that it was powerless to save him. The scholar's wife was very pitiful. She suffered an unexpected disaster and also contracted the disease.

Shockingly, the scholar did not die of illness, but was hacked to death in bed by his wife with a hatchet.

It is said that when the police officers who went to the scholar's home to investigate the case saw the scholar's wife, they could not bear to escort her violently, but instead invited her into the county government office in a kind tone.

Later, the old man who buried the body said that the book was so sick that there was not a single piece of healthy skin on his body, especially his head, face, back and limbs, which were covered with red lumps. Not only were the skin peeling off, but they were also festered. It was a horrible sight.

There was a long period of time between the scholar's return to his hometown and the time he asked the doctor for treatment, about two or three years. Because of the long time, the scholar's symptoms in the early and middle stages did not arouse the suspicion of his wife. Even if she suspected, the scholar could always find various reasons to cover it up. It was not until the later stage that the symptoms worsened sharply and could no longer be concealed that a doctor was called in.

The Queen of Tuyuhun said that her daughter and concubine were sent here some time ago, less than three months ago. How could her condition worsen rapidly in three months? Is this possible?

If the King of Tuyuhun had already been ill before the arrival of the concubine, then the concubines and others who had close contact with him should have also been ill. However, Fang Li secretly observed at the funeral of the King of Tuyuhun, and it seemed that none of his many concubines were ill.

The situation at the time did not allow him to raise doubts, so he could not interrogate and examine openly, so now everything is still just suspicion.

Li Erlang quietly pondered the suspicious points about the sudden death of the Tuyuhun King, while Fang Li was curious about why the general was so obsessed with this matter. Even though the Tuyuhun King was the leader of a vassal state in the southwest, it was not so important that he should hold on to it. In his opinion, even if the Tuyuhun King died an untimely death, it was none of their business. As long as Tuyuhun obeyed Dali without any disloyalty, it did not matter who inherited the throne.

Then, Yang Huang's words struck him like a thunderbolt: "How do you know that Tuyuhun has no second thoughts?"

Fang Li had a serious expression on his face, his lips tightly pursed, his gaze moving back and forth between Yang Huang and Li Erlang.

Yang Huang was unwilling to elaborate, but simply ordered Fang Li to continue investigating and find out the real cause of King Tuyuhun's death.

He always felt that this matter was not simple.

Then, Yang Huang took out pen and ink, wrote down what had happened to Tuyuhun in a memorial, and then sent his personal soldiers directly to Chang'an.

Although everything is still unclear, I still need to report to His Majesty so that he can be on guard in advance.

Fang Li and Li Erlang left the big tent and walked towards their respective tents, walking side by side for a short distance.

"I know you have been looking for an opportunity to avenge Ji Langjun. Now that Tuyuhun is involved, you must be more careful." Fang Li felt very sorry when he thought of Ji Qingyue being assassinated.

It is rare for the General and Lord Hong to admire someone so much. They not only improved the cotton seeds, but also provided rice seeds, wheat seeds and cabbage seeds. If Ji Langjun were still alive, he would definitely provide more help in farming.

When thinking of Ji Qingyue, Li Erlang couldn't help but reveal his deep longing.

When will they be able to be together and not be separated?

Realizing that he had accidentally touched a sore spot for his subordinate, Fang Li quickly changed the subject: "Come to think of it, this is my first time in Tuyuhun. The scenery there is truly beautiful, and the sky is much closer than here, as if I could touch it with my hand."

"Where is the Tuyuhun royal city? How far is it from Ganzhou?"

"It's not just far enough to describe it; it's literally... heaven-shaking..." He had led his troops on a march in August or September of the previous year, and it took him nearly two months to reach the Tuyuhun royal city. The journey was incredibly arduous. "The Tuyuhun royal city is called Luosuochuan, located in the Tongtian River valley, surrounded by towering mountains. To the west, south, and north are continuous mountain ranges, and within them emerge several hot springs. Before the army returned, the Grand Princess ordered us to enjoy some of these."

Li Erlang seemed envious: "How is the scenery around Tangquan?"

Fang Li exclaimed in delight at the thought of soaking in the hot spring. "Although that hot spring is located in a remote area high in the mountains, it can be considered a paradise on earth. You have no idea how it feels to soak in the hot spring water amidst the snow. If you add a pot of hot wine to it, it would be even more carefree than being a god!"

"What's amazing is that there are bamboos growing all around the hot spring! Unfortunately, no one knows who planted these bamboos. I think it was planted by people who visited here and never imagined that a bamboo forest would eventually grow..."

Li Erlang casually echoed: "The eldest princess married into the Tuyuhun, it's really extraordinary..."

Fang Li did not respond, but continued to describe more of the magical scenery of Luosuo River. Li Erlang on the side listened with great interest.

He just mentioned it casually and didn't expect Fang Li to take over the conversation.

After all, the eldest princess is a member of the royal family. Even if she marries into the distant Tuyuhun, she cannot allow them to comment on her at will.

The two walked back until they separated at a fork in the road and went in different directions.

The matter is now clear, and Li Erlang can basically determine where Ji Qingyue's painting is.

……

On the second day, just as Li Sanlang was leaving with the gift box, Princess Yong'an's steward came to the store.

Ji Qingyue was watering the melon seeds in the backyard.

It has been a week since the watermelon seeds and giant pumpkin seeds were planted. If you look closely, you can already see the new shoots just emerging from the soil.

"Is the shopkeeper in the store?"

There was a call from the store. Ji Qingyue responded hurriedly, put down the watering can in his hand, and hurried back to the store.

"Staff?"

The steward put on a smile, but his eyes were filled with apology. "I'm sorry I forgot. I didn't introduce myself to the shopkeeper, nor did I ask for his name. My last name is Zhuang, and I serve under the Grand Princess of Yong'an. I usually run errands for her. I don't know what the shopkeeper's name is."

Ji Qingyue replied in awkward Chinese: "Boss, just call me Pu Yan."

"Shopkeeper Pu Yan, I've heard a lot about you!" Manager Zhuang clasped his fists and greeted Ji Qingyue politely.

Ji Qingyue had no choice but to deal with it. Fortunately, he was now a Hu person, so he only had to respond to one out of three sentences the shopkeeper said.

"I wonder if Manager Zhuang is here..."

Manager Zhuang laughed proudly and gave Ji Qingyue a helpless look: "Our eldest princess heard that Miss Lu bought ten white snow towers from your store..."

"Oh... about this...!" Both of them pretended to be confused, knowing the truth. Ji Qingyue explained, "I told Sanlang before that I wouldn't sell the plants, but I didn't explain why. When the Grand Princess heard that I sold the flowers to Miss Lu, she must have misunderstood me. Please listen to my explanation, Steward."

After listening to Ji Qingyue's stammering explanation, half of Zhuang Guanshi's dissatisfaction was gone, and the other half disappeared without a trace when he heard Ji Qingyue say that he would give as many seeds as the Grand Princess bought flowers.

If this matter is handled well, it will definitely bring honor to the Grand Princess, and he will not be far from the position of Grand Steward.

Manager Zhuang was overjoyed and immediately pointed at all the peonies in the store and said, "The Grand Princess loves peonies very much, so naturally the more the better."

"Okay." Ji Qingyue nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Manager Zhuang was obviously fully prepared this time and would use any method to make Ji Qingyue sell the flowers to him.

So as soon as Ji Qingyue nodded, Manager Zhuang immediately called the servants outside the shop to come in and move the flowers.

After the inventory was completed, there were a total of 110 peonies, all of which were moved away by the manor's men.

After watching the last pot of flowers being successfully moved onto the truck, Manager Zhuang asked them to go ahead as he had something to say to Ji Qingyue.

The payment for the goods was such a small matter that it was not worth Manager Zhuang being so serious about it. Ji Qingyue guessed that it was something else.

I saw a servant walking into the shop with his head lowered and respectfully holding an invitation.

"This is the invitation to the Peony Banquet for the Grand Princess and the Shopkeeper."

Ji Qingyue took the brocade invitation with the scent of flowers and opened it to see:

Who doesn’t love peonies? They are the most beautiful thing in the city.

I suspect it was the work of the goddess of Luochuan, whose thousands of charming and beautiful figures break through the morning glow.

The time and place of the Peony Banquet were specifically stated at the end, which was at the Grand Princess's Mansion in Chongrenfang, seven days later.

The results of the palace examination should be out by then.

At this time, another servant came into the store carrying a small box, and Manager Zhuang asked the servant to put it upstairs.

Ji Qingyue immediately realized what was inside this small box, which was obviously of unusual size.

Manager Zhuang used his eyes to signal Ji Qingyue to rest assured: "If the shopkeeper is willing to part with his love, the Grand Princess will definitely not let him suffer any loss."

After the servant went downstairs, Manager Zhuang said goodbye as he still had to catch up with the peony flower team.

He had to personally see these peonies before returning to the Grand Princess's Mansion.

When the store was cleared, Ji Qingyue immediately closed the door and ran upstairs.

The small box was placed on the floor in front of the bedroom door. Ji Qingyue stepped forward and stretched out his hand to try to weigh it. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the heavy weight of the small box.

The contents of this box weigh more than ten pounds.

He picked up the box with both hands, turned and walked into the study.

When I opened the box, I saw that there were really gold nuggets inside!!

In addition to the gold nuggets, there was also a thick stack of flying money.

Ji Qingyue estimated the value of the gold nuggets in his mind, and added the total amount of flying money to arrive at an astronomical figure.

Even if he closes his shop next time, he can still enjoy eating, drinking and having fun in Chang'an every day for a long time!

In this era, because gold is too valuable, it can hardly be used directly for commodity transactions except for large-scale transactions, so of course it cannot be circulated on the market. Now the use of gold is nothing more than making gold jewelry to show identity and status, and secondly for collection and gifts.

One tael of gold can be exchanged for about ten taels of silver, and then for ten strings of copper coins. Ten thousand copper coins can now buy more than three thousand dou of rice!

Ji Qingyue was immersed in the joy of getting rich quickly and couldn't extricate himself for the time being.

When Li Sanlang returned home, he looked at the empty shop and his brother who was giggling from time to time. He was stunned at first, then smiled.

"Brother Ji, has the steward come?"

"Ah."

It seems that these peonies were sold at a good price.

“What are you going to plant in the store next?”

Ji Qingyue waved his hand and refused to answer the question.

Please let him continue to be happy.

Kidding.

Ji Qingyue slapped his stiffly smiling face, tried to be serious, and thought seriously about the store planning.

"Besides peonies, what other flowers are popular?"

The store area is limited, so it is not easy to grow vines and big trees. After much thought, I think growing flowers is the easiest to take care of.

Li Sanlang thought for a moment and said, "It's probably the chrysanthemums... Lord Luo's yard is full of chrysanthemums."

Oh, besides being rich and noble like the peony, there is also being secluded like the chrysanthemum.

Ji Qingyue decided to plant chrysanthemums without hesitation.

In order to avoid suspicion from outsiders, we will start with sowing seeds again this time.

It was still early, and the two hit it off immediately, rolling up their sleeves and going downstairs.

One person refilled the flower bed on the wall and applied fertilizer, while another person divided the stems of the chrysanthemum mother plant, then inserted the divided chrysanthemum rhizomes into the soil, and finally watered the soil to keep it moist.

The two chatted while working, and Ji Qingyue realized that the reason why Lord Luo gave Li Sanlang a gift was so complicated.

Not only Luo Shizhong, but also Lu Shu and the emperor are involved!

Ji Qingyue, squatting on the ground branching the chrysanthemums, marveled at how Sanlang had actually caught the attention of such a high-ranking figure! This was truly remarkable!

"Actually, His Majesty and Lord Lu used Lord Luo's name to inquire with me about the cotton issue." Li Sanlang, standing on a step stool while filling the soil, said, "I guess His Majesty will have many more decrees to issue that affect people's livelihoods."

"Of course. Reforms are most afraid of being accomplished overnight, and also of being abandoned halfway. We've only just reached this point!"

As long as the emperor is willing to serve the people and has the ability to control the situation, he will not be afraid of trial and error.

"Brother Ji, why do you always tell my second brother and me that war is inevitable? Now the situation is improving, and everything is moving in a positive direction."

These words made Ji Qingyue silent. He really didn't know how to explain to Li Sanlang.

“What would you do if you had unlimited money someday?”

Li Sanlang paused and thought carefully about this question: "Probably buying land and building a house."

"Then what……"

"Then..." continue buying land?

Although Li Sanlang did not give his answer, Ji Qingyue still understood what he was thinking.

"What you are about to say is too outrageous. For our safety, please don't say any more."

Li Sanlang's doubts were not answered, but since Ji Qingyue was so secretive about it, he just felt that the underlying reasons were very realistic and cruel.

Ji Qingyue chuckled and comforted him: "Don't be pessimistic, things are indeed getting better now, isn't that enough?"

Yes, Your Majesty is a wise ruler. Each generation has its own responsibilities. All he has to do is follow Your Majesty and protect his family.

The fundamental reason why the feudal dynasty could not solve the land problem was the land system. If the land system did not change, no matter how much was done, it would not be able to save the country from its ultimate fate of destruction.

It's just a difference in time.

History is a mirror. Future generations will eventually draw lessons from it and find new paths. What they have to do now is to ensure that the emperor can survive next year.