I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"Yeah, it seems so." That's why she didn't realize that these two days were the Cold Food Festival. "Don't we celebrate the Cold Food Festival?"

"Well, Xia Xia is weak and can't eat cold food, so we don't celebrate the Cold Food Festival every year. Just treat everything as usual and don't worry about this little thing." Song Shiqiu explained a few words and asked Heng Mu to serve the meal. "I heard recently that you don't like to bring anyone with you when you go out now?"

Xunmian and his companions are now carrying out their respective tasks separately. Song Shiqiu has assigned new maids to Bikong Courtyard, the number of which is just a little more than before, just to make Lin Jin live a more comfortable life and have security guaranteed.

"Why take them out? Let them watch me farm and then follow me to farm? These are little girls, not the three brothers of the Jing family." Lin Jin didn't want to take them out. She also thought it would be nice to take them out for a walk occasionally, but she couldn't spare the time.

"Really?" Song Shiqiu studied her expression, and when he saw that she was indeed not dissatisfied with those maids, he withdrew his gaze, "If you don't like them, just tell the maid in the mansion and change them. Don't wrong yourself."

Lin Jin pressed the corners of his lips and said, "What do you mean by convenient or not convenient? You're talking about it like an object."

"Then I spoke out of turn." Song Shiqiu followed her words and admitted his mistake, without any airs at all.

While eating, Lin Jin finally discovered something that he had never noticed before: "Sir, why have I never seen pork?"

When she was in Jiangnan, she didn't seem to see anyone raising pigs. At most, they raised some poultry.

"Are pigs very expensive? Or are pigs not fully domesticated?" Lin Jin frowned and thought, but it shouldn't be the case. Humans domesticated pigs a long time ago, so it shouldn't be the case in Daxia.

"Do you want to eat pork?" Song Shiqiu picked up a piece of spring bamboo shoots for Lin Jin with his chopsticks, "I'll ask the chef to add another dish for you tomorrow."

"I don't want to eat it, but I'm curious why there is none." Lin Jin actually prefers to eat vegetarian food. She asked this just to find out the situation and see if she should also start the breeding industry.

"Pork meat has a fishy smell and is difficult to swallow if it is not handled properly. But if you want to eat it, the chef in the mansion can definitely handle it well." Song Shiqiu explained the reason. It was too troublesome and time-consuming to handle. No one liked to eat it, and eating too much pork meat was not good for the body.

Lin Jin blinked, not quite understanding what he said. Pork smells fishy? Although pork wasn't very tasty, it wasn't fishy. For someone who couldn't even get enough food, a negligible smell wouldn't be unacceptable.

"Fishy?" Lin Jin asked the system in his heart why this phenomenon occurred.

[Because pigs in this era were not castrated and the breeding environment was not good, they had a strong fishy smell and were difficult to swallow. ]

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Song Shiqiu became interested. "Didn't pork taste fishy in the era you mentioned?"

Lin Jin quickly shook her head: "No, except for the breeding pigs, all of our pigs are castrated, so they are not so bad that they are hard to swallow. My Lord, I think we can start a breeding industry. We can eat pork and keep the pig manure as fertilizer. Isn't this great?"

She felt that she really knew how to find things to do for herself.

Song Shiqiu seemed to think the same way: "I see you really can't rest. Do you have twenty-four hours in a day? Or do you not need to rest? What if you really burn yourself out?"

"I will arrange my time properly, okay?" Lin Jin glared at him in anger. She had to nag about everything. Why didn't she notice that Song Shiqiu was so nagging before? "I really think it's necessary."

Now that we have the main course, it’s time for the side dishes, right?

"Let's talk about it later." Song Shiqiu didn't plan to continue discussing this matter. If he agreed to Lin Jin, he would definitely start making plans for this breeding business without stopping. "Let's eat first, and then we'll talk about it after this busy period."

Lin Jin made the proposal because she felt that she could give them direct theoretical support this time without spending too much of her own time. Otherwise, it would be a bit too much for her to handle farming and at the same time agreeing to Song Shiqiu to be in charge of the affairs of the women's college.

She curled her lips at Song Shiqiu's strong look, but did not continue the topic. There have been a lot of things happening recently, and it seemed that all the things were happening at the same time, whether on her side or on Song Shiqiu's side.

Everyone in the court knew that the Prince of Jin had privately made weapons. Even if Xia Zhengan did not want to kill him, he could not let him return to his fiefdom. Instead, he imprisoned him in the capital in accordance with the wishes of all officials.

But it is not accurate to say that he imprisoned Xia Min, because Xia Zhengan did not actually restrict the freedom of movement of Xia Min and the other person. He was just afraid that others would not see that he did not want to punish Xia Min. Many people were disappointed with the new emperor and felt that Xia Zhengan was not only a puppet, but also afraid of a traitor.

Xia Min looked at Lin Lin, who had changed into a black suit, and asked, "Are you going out so late?"

It’s a dark and windy night, a time for murder and arson?

Are we going out to bury someone on the eve of Qingming Festival?

"Don't ask about things that have nothing to do with you." Lin Lin walked out without looking away, but her wrist was grabbed. She turned back and said, "Let go."

"You and I are husband and wife, husband and wife are one body, how can it be okay?" Xia Min smiled faintly and let go of her hand, "If you don't tell me, I won't let you... uh."

"Stop talking too much." Lin Lin directly gave Xia Min an anesthetic injection. Even if Xia Min had martial arts skills, he could not be faster than the system. She looked at Xia Min who fell to the ground and turned away indifferently.

Such scenes have happened again and again in the past three years. Xia Min's secret guards had drawn their swords against Lin Lin at the very beginning, but now they can carry Xia Min back to the room very calmly and skillfully. This was all because of the abuse they suffered from Lin Lin.

It's not that they are completely unable to defeat the princess, it's just that their prince doesn't allow them to.

They didn't understand the fun between husband and wife, but now they had no intention of starting a family and were afraid of meeting a girl like the princess.

The place Lin Lin went to was none other than Wanfu Mountain. She knew that Lin Jin would definitely come to sweep Song Shixia's grave during the Qingming Festival.

"Since you don't want to go with me directly, don't blame me." Lin Lin set up all the traps. No matter how many people come tomorrow, they can't escape this. "If soft tactics don't work, then I can only use hard tactics."

"You're probably going to end up with the opposite effect if you do this." Yin Fushu saw that she had finished her work and jumped down from the tree.

Lin Lin heard the voice and turned around to look at the woman in front of her. It was the middle of the night and a beautiful woman suddenly appeared on the mountain. Most people would think they were seeing a ghost, but she didn't believe it: "Who are you?"

"Yin Fushu." Yin Fushu gave his full name. "Who are you trying to arrest?"

"Don't mind your own business." Lin Lin had heard of Yin Fushu's name. After all, this name was so popular recently that it was hard not to remember it. "You don't look like what the outside world says."

Rumor has it that Yin Fushu is a gentleman among women. Although she comes from the countryside, her every word and action has the demeanor of a lady from an aristocratic family.

But now, he looks like an ordinary person, not so exaggerated.

"Don't mind your own business." Yin Fushu returned the words to Lin Lin and yawned. "How can I know if you are sneaking up the mountain in the middle of the night and you are up to no good? If you don't tell me, don't blame me for arresting you and bringing you to justice."

Lin Lin's eyebrows seemed to be frozen with frost: "You can see if you have the ability to do this."

Yin Fushu curved her lips and smiled: "Okay, let's give it a try." After that, she formed her five fingers into claws and attacked Lin Lin's face. Her neck suddenly hurt, but it was not serious. She didn't think much about it and took Lin Lin down directly.

Lin Lin opened his eyes wide. This person was actually immune to anesthetics. "Who are you?"

"You want to arrest Song Shiqiu? If it's him, that won't work." Yin Fushu thought of someone and curled his lips, "I won't let you do anything rash on my territory."

"Song Shiqiu?" Lin Lin sneered. She wished that all people with the last name Song would die.

Yin Fushu let go of Lin Lin and raised his eyebrows: "Not him?"

She touched her neck and felt her fingertips were wet. She looked and saw that it was bleeding. "How could you sneak attack me? You are really not upright at all."

If it’s not Song Shiqiu, could it be Lin Jin?