After traveling through time, I married a male princess

"Yeah." Fu Qianrun didn't ask him what he did.

"Madam, given our current building conditions, if there is a natural disaster, to what extent can we withstand it?" Ye Yanxing was not sure what would happen, but it was better to take precautions in advance.

"Natural disaster?" Fu Qianrun pondered for a moment, "Continuous heavy rain, probably can last for ten days."

"What about snow?"

"If the cleanup is not done in time, the buildings will collapse within five days."

"Well, thank you Madam for answering my questions." Ye Yanxing nodded, "Madam, you have worked hard today, go back and rest early."

"can."

Fu Qianrun stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

Ye Yanxing walked side by side with him.

The next day, just after Ye Yanxing finished his breakfast, a servant came running to him excitedly.

"Why are you so flustered?" Fu Qianrun frowned.

"Your Highness and Young Master, the potato species that Your Highness ordered us to plant two days ago has sprouted!" The servant happily asked Ye Yanxing for credit.

"Oh?" Ye Yanxing stood up quickly. The potatoes sprouted? Did they sprout so quickly?

He walked a few steps and stopped, then stepped back and took Fu Qianrun's hand, "Madam, let me show you something."

"Oh? What is it?" Fu Qianrun was very curious. He had heard that Ye Yanxing was tinkering with something in the garden these days, but he had never had the time to ask what it was.

"Good stuff." Ye Yanxing kept it a secret.

Arriving at the garden, Ye Yanxing squatted beside the flower bed. The potato seedlings in the flower bed had just poked out their tips, but you wouldn't notice them unless you looked carefully. Perhaps it was because the green in the surrounding flower beds was too obvious and too overwhelming, resulting in this place looking bare at a glance. But only here, Ye Yanxing was happy.

In the entire flower bed, it is estimated that 80% of the potatoes have sprouted. They are truly masters of cold- and drought-resistant plants!

"Madam, do you know? This thing is called potato. It is very cold-resistant and drought-resistant, and has a high yield. If we can grow them successfully, we won't have to worry about food shortages due to drought!" Ye Yanxing pointed at the pointed tender sprouts in the soil and introduced them to Fu Qianrun.

"Are you serious?!" Fu Qianrun excitedly pulled Ye Yanxing's arm.

"Seriously! Madam, you pinched me and it hurt." Ye Yanxing said pretending to be aggrieved.

Fu Qianrun let go of his hand and smoothed his sleeves, smiling, "Your Majesty really cares about the people of the world. It is our honor to have you in Qingli."

Ye Yanxing pursed his lips and said, “No.”

It’s because I saw Fu Qianrun was worrying too much that I wanted to share some of the burden with him.

Seeing that Ye Yanxing didn't respond, Fu Qianrun turned to the flower bed next to him and said, "Your Majesty, are these the potatoes too?"

"Yes, sir! There are potatoes here too! Look, aren't they growing very well?!" the servant answered first.

Fu Qianrun glanced at him and smiled slightly, "Well, very good." Then he turned to Ye Yanxing, "Your Highness, is that right?"

After the servant finished speaking, he also realized something was wrong. He glanced at Ye Yanxing cautiously, and when he saw that Ye Yanxing didn't look angry, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Talking too fast is a disease and needs to be treated!

He couldn't help but raise his hand and slap his mouth twice. You are so talkative! You are so talkative!

"Yeah, not bad." Ye Yanxing replied, and then walked to another large flower bed, "These are sweet potatoes. They take a little longer to grow, and may not be as cold-resistant and drought-resistant as potatoes, but they are still not bad."

"Well, thank you, Your Highness." Fu Qianrun thanked Ye Yanxing seriously.

These are the crops from Ye Yanxing’s hometown. He could have taken them out without taking the risk, but now he chooses to take them out to save the people of Qingli.

"Yeah." Ye Yanxing responded casually.

"Please take good care of it and you will be rewarded when the time comes." Ye Yanxing repeated this to the servant.

"promise."

The servant bowed.

The two left the garden.

In the following time, Ye Yanxing went outside the city almost every day to observe the movements of animals in the mountains.

Ye Yanxing felt a little relieved when he found out that they had been hoarding food for several days.

It wasn't until two weeks later that the sweet potatoes sprouted.

Ye Yanxing still dragged Fu Qianrun to watch.

At the same time, the potato seedlings have grown quite tall and are green and lush, which looks very pleasing to the eye.

Everyone in the palace was very happy to see this green thing.

They felt that the people were saved and that these hard days might be over!

Seeing this, the servant in charge became more careful and attentive.

Today, the county governor and the county magistrate came to say goodbye to Ye Yanxing.

When the butler came to report, he was stunned for a moment. Why were these old guys still here?

"Take them to the study." Ye Yanxing instructed the butler Yang Bo.

"Yes." Yang Bo took the order and left.

In the study, Fu Qianrun was reviewing memorials when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

The butler led several adults in.

"Greetings, sir." Several people bowed.

"Yeah." Fu Qianrun responded, then looked at the housekeeper who brought them in.

"Several gentlemen have come today to bid farewell to the prince and the young master. I have already informed the prince, and he has asked me to bring you to the study." The butler explained.

"Well, take a seat." Fu Qianrun nodded and let them find a seat by themselves.

As soon as they sat down, Ye Yanxing arrived.

"Your humble servant greets His Majesty." When the few people who had just sat down saw Ye Yanxing coming in, they quickly stood up and saluted.

"No need to be so polite, just sit down." Ye Yanxing raised his hand and walked towards Fu Qianrun.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Everyone sat down again.

Ye Yanxing pulled a stool and sat next to Fu Qianrun.

"What are the matters that have brought you here today, gentlemen?" Ye Yanxing asked.

"Your Highness, I am here today to say goodbye to you and the young master." Mayor Zhang of Baiyun County, who was sitting in the first seat, stood up and answered first.

"Well, is that all?" Ye Yanxing expressed his disbelief.

"Your Highness, it is increasingly difficult for the people to survive. We have discussed this for several days but have not come up with a good solution. May I ask, Your Highness, do you have any ideas on this matter?" County Magistrate Zhang added.

Ye Yanxing chuckled softly. What else could he do if God didn’t want to rain?

Is this an attempt to intimidate him or is this really for the benefit of the people?

"What can I do?" Ye Yanxing answered lightly.

As soon as the words came out, everyone else present frowned.

Several county governors and magistrates felt that they were asking for too much. The prince was saying that if it didn't rain, the people would have nothing to harvest. What else could he do except asking the court to allocate money for disaster relief?

But the imperial court has already allocated silver. If things continue like this, we may not be able to buy food even with the silver by next year at the latest.

Several people sighed deeply, and the wrinkles on their faces looked deeper.

Fu Qianrun frowned because Ye Yanxing had obviously been making a lot of efforts to resolve this matter, so why didn't he admit it now?

Seeing Ye Yanxing's indifferent expression, Fu Qianrun had no choice but to remain silent.