It's better to be an empress than a county magistrate

When Lu Xingzhu saw her, he was stunned.

After a moment, he burst into tears.

"What's wrong, Xingzhu?" Lu Xingchen asked, "Who bullied you? Tell me and I'll take care of him."

"You bullied me. You are the only one who bullied me." Lu Xingzhu looked up at her.

"You and I are both women, but why did you lie to me?"

"This is a long story, and I didn't mean to lie to you. If I really wanted to lie to you, you should go find your uncle or your father."

"They told me since I was little that I was a boy. It was only when I grew up that I realized I was not a boy. Boys are different from me. I am a girl."

"You lied to me...how could you not know!" Lu Xingzhu glared at him fiercely, as if to say, "I don't believe you."

"Then tell me, when did you start to distinguish between men and women?" Lu Xingchen asked.

Lu Xingzhu thought about it, but she couldn’t remember the exact time, but it must have been several years later.

"We couldn't tell the difference between men and women at first, but as we grew up, we finally understood."

"It wasn't me who told you I was a boy. It was your father and your uncle who told you I was a boy."

"Are you right?"

Lu Xingzhu gradually felt that Lu Xingchen was right.

"Why did they do this?" Lu Xingzhu wiped her tears with an angry expression on her face.

"I'm not sure about that. Then go ask your uncle why he raised me like a boy."

Lu Xingchen used a handkerchief to wipe away Lu Xingzhu's tears.

"Okay, stop crying. Why are you crying about such a small thing? You are already a grown-up girl."

Lu Xingzhu snatched the handkerchief from Lu Xingchen's hand and started wiping it vigorously.

"Then you should have told me earlier." Lu Xingzhu said angrily, "If you were my sister, our relationship would be better."

"Now our relationship can become even better." Lu Xingchen smiled and hugged Lu Xingzhu in his arms.

Lu Xingzhu felt the two soft spots on Lu Xingchen's chest, and out of curiosity, she reached out and pinched them.

"She's really a girl..."

Lu Xingchen couldn't help laughing.

"Sister Xingchen, you are a girl. Can you be a county magistrate? Can you also be a prefect?" Lu Xingzhu asked curiously.

She heard people on the street say that Lu Xingchen was already the prefect of Jizhou.

"Of course you can. There is no law that says a woman can't be a county magistrate or a prefect." Lu Xingchen said.

"But my parents said..." Lu Xingzhu felt as if the education she had received since childhood had deceived her.

Girls should learn embroidery and needlework at home, and when they grow up, they should get married and raise children.

But Sister Xingchen is a woman, why doesn’t she take this path?

And there is Zhou Yuru.

She is now her father's right-hand man.

They are all women, why can they do things that ordinary women don't do.

"Sister Xingchen, I also want to do something different, is that okay?" Lu Xingzhu asked courageously.

"Of course." Lu Xingchen said.

"If you are interested, follow me during this time."

"Okay, okay, then I'll follow you." Lu Xingzhu nodded repeatedly, full of interest.

However, she encountered resistance from Lu Nie and the Second Madam.

"Sister Xingchen can be a prefect and a military commander, why can't I?" Lu Xingzhu said to Lu Nie and the second wife angrily.

"Stars are stars, and you are you. You are different." Lu Nie said.

"What's the difference? We are both women. Whatever she can do, I can do too. No matter what, I will follow Sister Xingchen for this period of time." Lu Xingzhu said, then turned and ran out of the yard.

"What should we do? The child has been led astray." Lu Nie stamped his feet in anxiety.

The Second Madam said, "Xingchen has revealed her female body, which will naturally have an impact on Xingzhu."

"I think Xingzhu can do what Xingchen can do, so what's wrong with my daughter?"

Lu Nie became even more anxious, "There is only one Lu Xingchen in this world."

"If she continues like this, she won't be able to get married in the future."

"Who dares to marry her?"

"Who dares to marry?"

"Do you want Xingzhu to be like Xingchen?"

The second wife fell into hesitation and entanglement again.

The next day, Lu Xingchen took Feixue, Lingxiao, and Lu Xingzhu with him and left Xing County to inspect the wheat fields.

The wheat has fully matured and it is time for the autumn harvest.

The fields are bustling with activity.

The unharvested wheat ears swayed in the wind, their golden ears looking particularly dazzling.

"How's the harvest this year? How many kilograms of grain can be produced per acre?" Lu Xingchen came to the edge of the field and chatted with the old farmer.

The old farmer knows best how much grain can be produced from the fields.

"Mr. County Magistrate, this is the high-yield wheat you promoted. One acre of land can produce at least 600 kilograms of grain this year." The old farmer smiled with wrinkles all over his face, and his dark skin glowed.

In order to promote wheat in the spring, the county magistrate signed an agreement with them that 300 kilograms of wheat would be handed over to the court, and they could use the rest at their own disposal. In addition, many taxes were exempted this year.

This is the first time that the old farmers feel rich after all these years of work, because the higher the yield, the more they can keep.

"That's great." Lu Xingchen said.

"The wheat has been harvested, so are you willing to plant the other kind of seeds I promote?"

The old farmer's eyes lit up instantly.

"This time, we will do whatever the county magistrate tells us to do."

"Grow a plant called potatoes, which none of you have ever grown before."

"But I guarantee that this thing is easy to grow and tastes good." Lu Xingchen said with a smile.

"Okay, after we bring the wheat to the field, we will start plowing the soil. The land needs to be dried in the sun for a few days before we can plant." The old farmer agreed happily.

The land in Jizhou is generally barren.

The most important thing is that the water supply is not particularly sufficient.

Two harvests a year is already the limit.

Otherwise, the land will not get enough rest and the yield next year will be greatly affected.

In times of war, food is the greatest source of support.

This year, both wheat and sorghum had a bumper harvest.

Lu Xingchen was in a good mood along the way.

The cotton has reached its ripening season. The white flowers are on the branches, looking like clouds.

"Sister Xingchen, is this cotton?" Lu Xingzhu had never seen what cotton looked like, so she asked curiously.

Lu Xingchen smiled and nodded, "This is cotton. Pick them and then flip them open to make quilts and cotton clothes. You can also spin them into yarn and make cloth."

"Sister Xingchen, you know so much." Lu Xingzhu looked at Lu Xingchen with admiration.

In a few days the cotton will mature and can be picked.

Lu Xingchen and the others continued walking forward and saw a carriage parked in front of them.

In this era, horse-drawn carriages were definitely vehicles for the rich.

Ordinary people definitely could not afford to ride in such a carriage.

Not far from the carriage, a group of people gathered there.

Lu Xingchen dismounted from the horse, asked the guards to stay where they were, and she and Feixue walked up.

"How many times do I have to tell you that this cotton is not for sale?" an old man said tirelessly.