The host is no longer a human today.

Shen Zuixue was just worrying about how to find a reason to bring his family over. He was ready to be OOC, but the next day someone handed him a reason.

"You tell me, the prince consort is so precious, why does he go to the farm every day? What new things does he do?"

"Who knows what the officials are thinking, but I think this is a good idea. The Prince Consort wants a lower rent from us!"

"Yeah, yeah, who cares what he thinks?"

Early in the morning, people came out to tend to the crops, and they could chat while working.

There are no entertainment activities these days, so gossip is the cheapest thing to do.

"Well, I heard that our Prince Consort is dissatisfied with the marriage granted by the Emperor, and is thinking of developing some new high-yield seeds in order to get the Emperor to promote him!"

A man with shifty eyes rolled his eyes and suddenly said.

"Oh, that's great too. If the Prince Consort really develops high-yield seeds, that would be a great thing. Maybe we can save more food then!"

The others didn't get his point at all, and instead looked delighted.

To them, the majesty of the imperial power is nothing but empty talk; only what they can get into their own hands is real.

"Oh, are you stupid? If the prince consort angers the emperor because of this matter, we might all be implicated." The man continued to instigate.

"I don't think so. The emperor dotes on our princess so much, and our princess likes our prince consort. This farm was given to our prince consort by the princess. What is there to be afraid of?" An aunt looked suspicious.

"That's right, and I think that if the prince consort can really research some high-yield seeds, the emperor will definitely reward him. After all, it's a good thing!" Others also echoed.

"Let's take a step back and say that if it was really the Prince Consort who made the mistake, then it has nothing to do with us."

"Wang Ermaizi, you don't come home every day. How come you have the time to come and work in the fields with your father today?" someone suddenly asked in confusion.

The man panicked a little, but soon calmed down and said impatiently: "Go away, it's none of your business, I'm happy!"

The person who had just asked the question shrugged indifferently and continued to work.

Everyone in Wang Ermaizi's village knew him. His parents gave birth to six girls before they had this precious baby. Since he was little, they held him in their mouths for fear that he would melt, and held him in their hands for fear that he would fall. They spoiled him to death.

It will be good when he grows up. People say raising a son is a way to prepare for old age. For a man like Wang Ermaizi, it is better to rely on his six daughters than to rely on him.

He does nothing all day long, either lying at home or going out for a stroll. I have never seen him work in the fields, and I don't know why he came here today.

Wang Ermaizi felt a little unhappy when he saw that no one paid attention to him anymore, but when he thought that he could get so much silver just by talking, he didn't care about it anymore. He left after saying to his father that he had something to do.

As for what that person said, that the mission would only be accomplished if everyone was dissatisfied with the Prince Consort, he didn't care about that. Anyway, he had said it, and the silver had to be given.

Su Zai was so angry after seeing this farce that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to teach the people a lesson.

"You are so kind to them, my Lord! How dare they talk about you behind your back? How bold of them!"

Shen Zuixue pressed Su Zai's arm and said, "Forget it. It's normal for them to think this way."