Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Zuo Rui bowed to Prime Minister Zuo in the previous issue and said, "My daughter greets you, father."

"Well, get up. What do you want from your father?" The Left Prime Minister was feeling annoyed at the moment and was in no mood to deal with his little girl's affairs.

"Father, I heard that the emperor doesn't want to appoint a queen, nor does he have any intention of choosing a concubine. Is that true?"

"Well, Rui'er's marriage is arranged by her father at his discretion."

"Dad, I just want to be the queen and bring honor to our Zuo family." Zuo Rui's eyes were firm, and she looked like she would "never give up until she achieves her goal", which calmed Prime Minister Zuo's anger a lot.

He sighed helplessly: "Since the emperor has moved out the imperial teacher, his marriage must not be interfered with, otherwise it will be treated as treason."

At this point, he could only consider the descendants of other side branches of the princes. Aren't there still a few princes in the capital? Not only did they not participate in the rebellion, they also wholeheartedly protected the old emperor. Now they are all valued by the new emperor.

"Father, my daughter's idea is to let the princess designate my daughter as the queen. In this way, even if the emperor is dissatisfied, he will be forced to marry my daughter according to the prediction of the national teacher."

Prime Minister Zuo looked at Zuo Rui, his eyes twinkling: "Did Ruier find any news about the princess?"

Zuo Rui shook her head: "The eldest princess has been missing for five years, and no one has seen what she looks like when she grows up. What do you think, father?"

The meaning is obvious. If you can't find the eldest princess, then forge one.

A trace of disappointment flashed across the eyes of the Left Prime Minister, and he sighed deeply: "Rui'er's idea is good, but it is inappropriate. Don't forget, even if we don't recognize the eldest princess, there is one person who will definitely know, and that person is the Imperial Master!

The national teacher predicted that the eldest princess was the lucky star of Zhao State, and he would never allow anyone to replace the title of lucky star. "He waved his hand, "Don't do anything reckless about this matter, otherwise you will implicate the entire Zuo family, and you can't afford the consequences."

As he spoke, Prime Minister Zuo stared at Zuo Rui with cold eyes, as if the person in front of him was not his daughter.

Zuo Rui met her father's cold gaze, her heart skipped a beat, she shrank back and lowered her head, clenching her fists tightly: "Yes, my daughter will remember this."

"Go out."

"Yes, my daughter is resigning."

After leaving the study, Zuo Rui let out a long breath, her face as expressionless as when she came, making people afraid to approach her.

At this time, Yan Yiyi, Xin Ye and Li Adie, who were roasting firewood at home, had no idea that the emperor's reward was on the way. Yan Yiyi was turning the sweet potatoes in the fire, and Xin Ye was brushing seasoning on the barbecued meat on bamboo sticks for his wife.

The family of three started discussing opening a shop.

"The shop can be divided into two parts. One part sells some vegetables from the village. If there are any prey, they can also be sold there. The other part sells dry goods, grains, and pickles, etc. What do you think?" Yan Yiyi asked.

"My wife is planning to hire someone to look after the shop. Dad, do you have any good suggestions?"

Father Li thought for a moment and said, "I'll do it in the early stages, and then we can let your Aunt Qi do this job. We can trust her. She can go out of the village every day and bring fresh vegetables with her. But she can't read or count, which is a bit troublesome."

"Can Da Hu read?" Yan Yiyi asked.

Xin Ye: "I taught him to read and do math."

"Then let's talk to Aunt Qi first. If she is willing, she can learn to read and count with Dahu." Yan Yiyi suggested.

Father Li nodded: "Okay, wife Aye, go talk to your Aunt Qi when you have time."

Xinye added: "Dahu is a good kid, he learns things quickly and works hard."

Yan Yiyi understood Xin Ye's reminder and nodded: "After lunch, I will go talk to Aunt Qi."

Xin Ye handed the roasted meat skewers to Yan Yiyi with a smile. Father Li dug out the roasted sweet potato in front of him, made sure it was cooked, and knocked the black ash off the sweet potato with a wooden stick.

"Is it really appropriate for us to eat so many sweet potatoes? Doesn't the magistrate have other uses for them?"

"It doesn't matter. The sweet potatoes belong to our family. We can eat them however we want. The worst that can happen is that we have to let the county magistrate wait for a few months." Yan Yiyi was not worried because there was still a truckload of sweet potatoes in the storage warehouse!

Xin Ye asked: "Wife, after the sweet potato seedlings grow up, can we cut them and plant them?"

"sure."

"Isn't two acres of land a bit too little for our family? Should we buy a few more acres?"

Yan Yiyi didn't know much about farming, so she turned to look at Father Li and said, "Dad, what do you think?"

Father Li thought for a moment and said, "I think it's okay. We still have a lot of land in our village, so we don't have to go to other places to buy it. How much do you think is appropriate to buy?"

Xin Ye turned to look at Yan Yiyi, and Yan Yiyi also turned to look at Xin Ye tacitly. When it comes to farming, they are really the same.

In the end, it was Yan Yiyi, the head of the family, who made the final decision: "When we have a shop, we don't have to worry about not having enough food. There are only three of us in our family, so we can hire villagers to help with the crops we can't finish.

So, I think I can buy five acres of dry land and five acres of paddy field, what do you think? "

Xin Ye immediately supported his wife: "Okay, my wife is right, I will listen to her."

Father Li considered it and nodded.

Yan Yiyi grinned: "Then please ask Dad to talk to the village chief, and then go to the government office to handle the land deed. By the way, how much silver do you need in total?"

Father Li gave the numbers without thinking: "In our village, the best land costs fifty taels per mu, the middle-quality land costs thirty taels, and the inferior land costs ten taels."

Hearing this, the two newbie farmers were shocked and said in unison: "So expensive!"

Yan Yiyi: "One ordinary ginseng root is not as good as an acre of farmland."

Xin Ye: "Our family is so poor that we can only afford to buy ten acres of land."

Father Li sighed deeply: "Alas... So, this is why country folks value their land as much as their lives."

"It turns out that people in the countryside are all rich, richer than ordinary people living in the county." Yan Yiyi suddenly sighed.

Father and son: ...They didn't know how to respond to this, but when they thought about it, they were indeed richer than many people living in the city.

Xin Ye turned and asked: "Wife, are we still going to buy ten acres of land?"

Yan Yiyi immediately shook her head: "Five acres is enough, two acres of paddy fields and three acres of dry land, all medium-sized will be fine." Later, she consulted No. 2 about the method of composting. After using the fertilizer, the yield of the medium-sized field was also good.

"Dad, I'll go get you some silver." After saying that, Yan Yiyi got up and went back to her room to get the money. Going back was just an excuse, as the valuables had already been stored in the system by her.

Five acres of medium-sized farmland cost a total of 150 taels of silver. Yan Yiyi directly gave 200 taels to Li Adie. Li Adie did not refuse and took it all. After lunch, which was the roasted sweet potato in front of him, he went to the village chief to buy the land, and then went directly to the government to apply for the land deed.

Since they were going to the county government office, Yan Yiyi asked Father Li to pack two baskets of sweet potatoes and send them to the county magistrate and the legal advisor. Father Li agreed, but one could tell how complicated the expressions on the county magistrate and the legal advisor's faces were.