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

Shi Junyan glanced at him sideways and said calmly, "No need."

He turned around and looked at the little girl again: "Want to play with me?"

Fang Nanzhi was a little tempted. In terms of kinship, in her heart, Shi Junyan was definitely closer.

But her brother has already accepted Liu Yanming's invitation, and it would not be good for her to leave halfway.

Fang Nanzhi scratched his head in embarrassment. At this moment, another young man came up to the platform.

Behind him was a burly guard and a middle-aged man.

"Cousin, are you here to look for Miss Fang?"

The one who came was the prince of a county.

Something happened on the field before, and he was worried that there was a problem behind it, so he came to find someone.

"Yeah." Shi Junyan responded lightly, but his eyes were still on Fang Nanzhi.

"Let's go, Mr. Zhou is also in front."

Fang Nanzhi, who was about to refuse, nodded immediately.

She was going to pay her respects to the master, and she kept muttering: "The master is so old, and he still comes to the horse farm to play. It really makes me worry."

Qin Yan naturally wanted to look at his sister, but before he could say anything, the young masters present had already surrounded him.

"I didn't know the prince was here. We are being rude."

"My Lord, our meeting today is fate. Why don't we take a break here for a while?"

"My name is Shen Guangzu, and I'm honored to meet the Crown Prince."

A group of people spoke one after another.

They could behave themselves in front of Shi Junyan, whose identity they did not know, but in front of the prince, they all wanted to make friends with him.

Even Liu Yanming was very enthusiastic: "It's been a long time since I last saw you, Your Highness. Would you be so kind as to sit down with me for a while today?"

Although being the center of attention, the Prince of the County did not show much emotion on his face.

He just glanced at Liu Yanming and said, "I have something to do today, so it's not convenient."

As he spoke, he winked at someone behind him.

The middle-aged man who had been silent the whole time quickly stepped forward and saluted everyone. "I am the stable manager. There was an accident just now, which has spoiled everyone's fun. I will have someone bring some tea to express my apologies."

Then he looked at Shi Junyan humbly and said, "Mr. Shi was frightened today. It's all our horse farm's fault. We are willing to compensate you."

The manager's words meant that he had some serious business to deal with.

It seemed that the Prince of the County also took this matter very seriously, and everyone became more and more curious about Shi Junyan's identity.

Fang Nanzhi was curious, and she reached out to take Shi Junyan's pulse. She put her hand down after a while and curled her lips.

The adult lied so easily, but Shi Junyan didn't show any sign of being frightened.

In short, the Prince of the County took them down from the platform, and Qin Yan also said goodbye to them.

After everyone left, Wan Yueming was curious: "It seems that the prince knows Qin Yan's sister? He addresses her in a very familiar way."

Liu Yanming glanced at him and said, "This Miss Fang is no ordinary lady. She is the direct disciple of the old imperial physician Zhou. She has been visiting the Prince's Mansion frequently lately to treat the Prince's illnesses."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

I didn't expect that a little girl could be so capable.

"Some time ago, when my aunt gave birth, Miss Fang also helped a lot. She is the benefactor of our Liu family."

The reason why Liu Yanming was willing to say this was because neither Mr. Zhou nor the Qin family had any intention of hiding this matter.

"Oh, Master Liu, you are too kind to them. One is a doctor and the other is a peasant." Shen Guangzu said sarcastically, with nothing but disdain and jealousy in his eyes.

These two siblings are lucky, and the people they meet are more noble than each other.

But he didn't notice that the people present were silently distancing themselves from him, calling him an idiot in their hearts!

I didn't understand why Master Liu mentioned "benefactor" in public. Did he mean to support Miss Fang and Qin Yan?

Wan Yueming smiled nonchalantly: "A medical practitioner? Old Doctor Zhou is a retired imperial physician, formerly a high-ranking official."

You know, in the entire Huai'an city, the highest-ranking prefect is only a fourth-rank official.

Plus, Beijing officials are more prestigious... Only a person with a brain kicked by a donkey would look down on Mr. Zhou's disciples.

Shin Kwang-jo was refuted and felt a little embarrassed, but he was not convinced in his heart.

What's wrong with the third rank? After all, it's just a doctor, not an official with real power.

The atmosphere on the platform was bad, but Fang Nanzhi and the others were unaware of it and had already walked far away, arriving in front of a loft in the center of the venue.

He went up the stairs in two or three steps and looked around. He saw a middle-aged man with an imposing appearance and dressed in black clothes sitting there.

His gaze came over with an intimidating aura, and his whole body was filled with a murderous aura.

Qin Yan didn't show it on his face, but he was more alert in his heart. He felt that this person was extraordinary, as if... as if he had killed someone.

Fang Nanzhi wasn't very perceptive in this regard. He gave the old man a simple smile and nudged Shi Junyan: "Where's the master?"

"Maybe he felt bored and left." Shi Junyan said casually.

Fang Nanzhi rolled her eyes at him. She was not stupid. What did he mean by "left"? The master didn't come at all. He was just lying.

The middle-aged man stood up and watched the interaction between the little girl and Shi Junyan calmly, feeling surprised.

"Ahem." The prince cleared his throat and introduced, "This is General Meng Yi, the imperial envoy sent by the court to increase wheat yields."

Qin Yan suddenly realized and pulled his sister to salute: "Greetings, General Meng."

Meng Yi smiled amiably: "No need for formalities."

He doesn't know the identities of these two people yet.

I originally wanted to find an inconspicuous place today to meet the prince... I don't know how the prince brought outsiders here.

Shi Junyan had already taken his seat. He poured a cup of tea for the little girl and said, "These two are Fang Tong's children."

Fang Nanzhi took it and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'm thirsty too." Fang Yin couldn't help but said, and then he looked at General Meng: "I'm Fang Tong's brother."

His eyes were clear and bright, and his meaning was very clear, so can Fang Tong's brother drink water?

Of course, Shi Junyan poured another cup.

Meng Yi was surprised that the prince's temper was so good after not seeing him for a long time.

But he was already a mature general, and no matter how many thoughts he had in his mind, his face was always serious.

"I was planning to go to Mushan Village tomorrow. It's fate that I met you today. I just happened to have something to ask you... Please take a seat."

After a few people sat down, the prince who was in charge at first stopped talking.

General Meng asked simply, "I heard that Mr. Qin passed the imperial examination?"

"Thanks to my family's support, they paid for my studies and I was lucky enough to pass the exam." Qin Yan was very humble.

But in his heart, he was wondering, what rank is this General Meng? To be designated as an imperial envoy, he should not be too bad.

But regarding the grain issue, shouldn't it be officials from the Ministry of Agriculture? At the very least, someone from the Ministry of Revenue. Why did they send a military officer?

Unfortunately, although he is intelligent, he has not yet officially entered the officialdom and is not familiar with these things.

"The Qin family is also a farming family. Were they affected by the flood last year? They can still afford to send their two children to school, which shows that they are well-off." General Meng Yi was a man of great talent but with a keen eye.

He had led troops in battle for many years, so naturally he had heard from his soldiers how farmers lived.

Often a natural or man-made disaster is a calamity that has to be dealt with with gritted teeth.

"General, you have misunderstood. I am just an ordinary citizen. My mother is skillful and makes some snacks to supplement the family income. My father is hardworking and manages the household well, which is why I and my sister can go to school." Qin Yan said cautiously.

Fang Nanzhi glanced at Meng Yi cautiously, thinking he was a bit strange. Wasn't he investigating the high yield of winter wheat? Why was he asking such questions?

Meng Yi keenly noticed her gaze and smiled at her gently: "How is your study, Miss Fang?"

Fang Nanzhi puffed out his chest, looking proud, but said modestly: "It's just so-so."

This look was inexplicably interesting to Shi Junyan, and he couldn't help but smile.

So, Meng Yi treated the little girl better.

After he asked around, he finally mentioned the wheat.

"I wonder how the Qin family chooses their wheat seeds every year?"

Fang Nanzhi didn't know the answer to this question, so she looked at her brother.

Qin Yan thought for a moment and said, "Basically, we select the plump wheat from our own farm and carefully preserve it for seeds."

Not many rural households are willing to spend money to buy grain seeds from shops in the county town.

The Qin family was reluctant to do so before.

"The winter wheat seeds..." Meng Yi's eyes became more serious as he looked directly at the young man, as if he wanted to see through his thoughts.

Qin Yan has always been shrewd and will not be intimidated by a single look.

However, Fang Nanzhi felt a little guilty because she had exchanged the wheat seeds from the system, but she couldn't tell anyone.

She bit the chicken leg with a bit of force, and Shi Junyan looked at her strangely.

Qin Yan said: "General, I will keep it as well."

He said it confidently.

The family has been talking to each other since the winter wheat harvest.

You can't say where you bought it. If you ask in detail which grain store you bought it from and what kind of wheat you bought, your true identity will be exposed immediately.

They said it was left, but as for why there was a bumper wheat harvest, let them guess?

Meng Yi nodded slightly, not sure if he believed it or not, but he didn't ask any further questions: "I will go to Mushan Village tomorrow. Will Mr. Qin come with me?"

"I have to go to school tomorrow, so I'm afraid I won't be able to spare the time. However, my father is in the village. If the general has any questions, he can come to him." Qin Yan declined politely, "To be honest, I have a disability and need to study, so my father does most of the work in the fields."

Meng Yi understood this.

As for scholars, few of them would go to the fields.

He had checked before coming here, and it was rare for a widow to marry into the Qin family. Now, hearing Qin Yan calling him "father" all the time, he seemed to be very respectful to his stepfather, wasn't he?

"General Meng." Shi Junyan suddenly spoke.

Meng Yi felt a tightness on his back and subconsciously wanted to salute, but he held back when he remembered that the prince had now concealed his identity.

"Today I would like to introduce someone to you."

Shi Junyan continued, he looked at Fang Yin who was eating hard.

Fang Yin ate a duck leg in two or three bites, then quickly picked up some braised pork and ate it with rice. It was delicious.

After mixing it, he didn't forget to give a small half to his nephews and nieces, and ate the rest in a few bites himself.

He did notice someone looking at him, but he didn't care. The world is big, but eating is the most important thing.

Meng Yi looked at the way he ate and twitched his lips.

In fact, as soon as Fang Yin entered the door, he noticed that his steps were very methodical, and he must be a martial artist.

In addition, when he spoke, he spoke in a straight voice, which showed that his brain was different from that of ordinary people.

"Second Uncle Fang is incredibly gifted, possessing extraordinary strength and a talent for martial arts, surpassing even my personal guards." Shi Junyan spoke to himself, "I heard General Meng intends to pass down his martial arts skills. Why not test Second Uncle Fang?"

Meng Yi paused. He was old and had only one daughter, so he had no one to succeed him. He planned to take in a disciple.

One is to pass on martial arts, and the other is to find a trustworthy person for his daughter.

But Fang Yin...

"Ahem, Fang Yin?" Meng Yi looked at him and asked, "Do you dare to spar with me?"

He went straight to the point. He had to give the prince face, but if Fang Yinruo was really unbearable, he would also refuse.

Fang Yin finally looked up from his food, staring blankly at him: "Training? Fighting?"

"Yes."

"No!" Fang Yin refused directly and continued eating.

His brother said that he should not fight with others casually in the future.

If you lose the fight, you will have to take the bitter medicine prescribed by your niece. If you win, you may have to pay money.

If you really can't help but fight, just launch a sneak attack.

Meng Yi was taken aback. He hadn't expected him to be so straightforward. Being rejected, he actually felt a bit dissatisfied and wanted to test the young man's ability.

"Oh? Why?"

"I don't want to fight. It's no good." Fang Yin took a pancake, tore it in the middle, then put the vegetables in it and chewed it with relish.

Qin Yan watched quietly, and after pondering, he decided not to intervene.

He naturally knew that if his second uncle could get in touch with this General Meng, he would have a bright future, if not great success.

But this is his second uncle's business after all, and he has to respect his second uncle's ideas.

Although Second Uncle looks silly now, he is not stupid at all.

"If you can last thirty rounds in my hands, I will accept you as my disciple." Meng Yi promised directly.

Fang Yin was not moved.

Becoming a disciple is not fun at all. My niece has to do a lot of homework every day and give gifts to the master during festivals.

He was a little poor and couldn't afford to marry a wife.

So he didn't respond.

Fang Nanzhi blinked her big eyes and couldn't help but whispered a reminder: "Second uncle, it's very impressive to be a general's apprentice. Your master is your father, and you can ride his horse in the future!"

That’s right, the little girl doesn’t have a horse, so she envies people who can ride horses.

Fang Yin listened, his focus on: "Master and father?"

Fang Nanzhi nodded.

"Master, will you help me find a wife?" Fang Yin said shockingly.

He thought that his biological father didn't care, his adopted father was already buried, and he had to rely on his third brother to find a wife.

But he is the older brother and can't always take advantage of his younger brother.

Fang Nanzhi couldn't answer this question.

It's hard to explain Meng Yi. He is a general of the second rank. It is an honor for him to accept a disciple. Why does he have to find a wife for his disciple?

"Yes, provided you can last for thirty moves."

But he still agreed. With his status, it was not a problem to arrange a lady from a minor official's family for his apprentice.

"Then come!" Fang Yin was suddenly happy and stood up suddenly.

Judging from the situation, he is going to take action right away.

"Uncle Fang, don't worry, let's go out and practice." Shi Junyan said.

So General Meng and Fang Yin went down one after another.

The prince picked up the wine glass and took a sip, with envy flashing in his eyes.

This Miss Fang and Fang Yin are both blessed people, as they can have His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally plan for them.

You know, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been extremely intelligent since childhood. At the age of ten, he was able to solve major cases that shocked the court and the public.

He was well-versed in the art of war, had served on the battlefield for two years, and had returned with great merit.

But his temperament was too cold, and he had personally killed the Sixth Prince, who had the same father and mother as him...

Therefore, in the court, on the one hand, people are satisfied with the prince's abilities, but on the other hand, they are worried that he has a cold and aloof temperament and is out of touch with the world. Can such a person hold power in the future?