After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Fang Tong nodded. "That's exactly the point. Now that no one has noticed, brothers, let's work harder and harvest all the wheat before they do. If anyone asks, you know what to do, right?"

He asked seriously, the candlelight was dim, as if something big was about to happen. Several people became nervous, their hearts pounding, but they also felt happy that Fang Tong treated them as his own.

"I know. If anyone asks, we'll just be vague and never tell the truth!"

"Yes, I will never let anyone know!"

Fang Tong said seriously, "You can't even tell my family. The fewer people who know about this, the better. I only trust you!"

Everyone responded again: "We will never tell!"

“Yaozu, you are the stupidest. Come on, I am a villager now, let’s try it!”

Cheng Xiaohu started to act up as he spoke, and suddenly slapped Du Yaozu on the shoulder: "Hey, Yaozu, how many acres of land and grain can you harvest in a day working for Fang Tong?"

Du Yaozu immediately said, "That's all."

"How much is that much?"

"It's similar to your house."

"Then how do you know how many there are in my family?"

Du Yaozu made up a lie: "I went to your house to peek in."

Next to him, Sun Dacheng was watching the fun and wanted to join in: "I'll do it too, I'll do it too, now you guys try me!"

The few of them talked nonsense for a long time, confirmed their stories with each other, and then went back to their homes to sleep with such a big secret.

Mr. Zhou didn't receive the expedited letter from Fang Tong until the next afternoon. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and quickly opened it.

Fang Tong was willing to pay extra money to expedite the letter, so it must be something big!

After opening the letter, he frowned and read the messy words written by Fang Tong, and roughly understood what it meant.

After thinking about it, he asked his servants to call Shi Junyan who was practicing martial arts.

Shi Junyan was so devoted to his training that he was called over while sweating. His clothes were sticking to his body, and the outline of his muscles was faintly visible.

But as soon as he came over, Mr. Zhou pinched his nose and handed him the letter: "Stinky boy, take a look at this letter."

Shi Junyan looked at him silently:...Didn’t you tell me not to change clothes and come here quickly?

He finished reading the letter in silence again, his expression a little complicated: "I'm going to take a look."

Mr. Zhou still pinched his nose and asked with a smile, "Rare, are you going to take care of this?"

Shi Junyan pretended not to see it and nodded: "Agriculture is a major issue for people's livelihood and the foundation of the country!"

Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll let Zhizhi treat you to a meal."

Shi Junyan shook his head: "No need."

It wasn't entirely his help to the Fang family in this matter. If this matter was truly resolved, he would be the one who benefited.

After making the decision, he immediately said goodbye to Mr. Zhou. Not long after, he took a shower, changed into casual clothes, and set off immediately.

At night, when it was late and quiet, the carriage quietly arrived at Fang Tong's house.

Fang Tong was waiting for someone to come. When he heard the noise, he hurried out to greet them, feeling a little touched.

Mr. Zhou is really a man of honor. He came here specially in the middle of the night... Wait a minute?

Shi Junyan had already gotten out of the car. He politely said hello and walked straight into the house. He got straight to the point: "Uncle Fang, could you please show me the harvest and the specific records of wheat yield per mu in recent days?"

Fang Tong was still confused. Why did Mr. Zhou send this young man here?

But after thinking about it, he didn't ask any more questions! He followed over and said, "The wheat is over here, and the account book is inside. Which one do you want to look at first?"

"Let's look at the wheat first..."

The next day, before daybreak and the roosters hadn't crowed,

The two of them got up. He held the dry food biscuit that he had prepared long ago in his mouth and prepared to make a whole egg custard for Shi Junyan.

After all, he is a pampered young master. It is too troublesome to prepare meat and it will delay work time. Whole eggs are okay. When I have time in the future, I will give the young master some better ones.

Unexpectedly, Shi Junyan stopped him and said, "I'll eat this cake too. It's enough."

Fang Tong was stunned and had no choice but to give him a cake.

The young master smiled and thanked him.

After a while, the two of them walked along the country road together, holding the cakes in their mouths.

The autumn wind brings coolness and the morning is slightly chilly.

Shi Junyan wore a straw hat and a black cotton robe. His back was lean and strong. He ate a cake with his left hand using his jade fingers. He wore a pot on his waist. If he choked occasionally, he would just drink a sip of water.

If it weren't for his outstanding temperament, he would look like a typical farm boy.

Fang Tong took a bite of the cake and looked at him in confusion from time to time.

They eat while walking. How come this kid eats so elegantly? Look at his head. He is only in his teens, but he is almost as tall as him!

Shi Junyan didn't care. He walked along, chatting about agriculture with Fang Tong, while looking around with his bright eyes.

What surprised him was that Fang Tong's occasional insights were quite good, and the two of them got along well for a while.

Soon, they arrived at their own land.

He looked at the wheat ears, immediately squatted down, held an ear of wheat with his long fingers, and looked at it carefully.

Then I went to look at other people’s ears of wheat!

In contrast, his pupils shrank slightly.

Not only is the yield much worse, but Fang Tong's wheat is so abundant that it seems like it can't grow anymore. The shape is also fuller and the grains are bigger!

He went to look at the other wheat in the field, and almost without exception, all of them were full.

If it was only partly explained by chance, but now it seems... this is definitely not a coincidence.

Shi Junyan immediately said seriously: "Don't worry, I will ask the county magistrate to help take care of this matter, and nothing will go wrong."

"Also, don't sell this food for now, and it's best not to eat it yet! In the meantime, I'll have someone deliver food to you so you can eat it for now!"

Fang Tong quickly said, "No need, my family has enough food."

Even so, he was still a little confused. How could the crops he grew be related to the county magistrate? Why did he let the county magistrate look after them?

But out of trust in Mr. Zhou, he still acquiesced. Mr. Zhou knew more than him, so he naturally knew more. Since he asked Shi Junyan to solve the problem, he must have his own intentions.

On that day, Shi Junyan immediately sent someone to the county town.

The county magistrate arrived in the afternoon. He was sweating and wanted to fan himself, but many people were looking at him.

The villagers gathered together to kowtow, and the county magistrate asked everyone to get up quickly.

This was the second time the villagers had met the county magistrate.

The first time I saw him was a few years ago when the county magistrate took office and went on an inspection tour of the villages.

Everyone was worried. Why did the county magistrate come this time? Was it a good thing or a bad thing?

Unexpectedly, when the county magistrate arrived, he brought a group of officers and pointed at Fang Tong's house without saying a word and said, "Surround this place!"

The yamen runners acted quickly and decisively, and surrounded Fang Tong's house inside and out, making it impossible to get out.

The broadswords carried by the yamen runners flashed with cold light. Standing there, it was extremely oppressive and made people feel creepy.

The villagers were panicked and relieved at the same time. Fortunately, they were not targeting their family. However, seeing that it was Fang Tong's family that was surrounded, they felt a little uncomfortable.

There was a lot of discussion immediately.