Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

At this moment, Zhang Jingwei was telling them stories in the small pavilion, and when he was thirsty, the young ladies would give him water to drink.

It tells the stories of Hua Mulan who joined the army for her father, Feng Suzhen in "The Female Prime Minister", and the female emperor Wu Zetian.

"Haha, there are female generals, female imperial concubines, and even female emperors. The story of the young master is so funny."

"I think it's credible that a woman could be a general. Isn't there a Miss Huangfu in Yunzhou City who has been practicing martial arts since she was a child?"

"How can a woman be the emperor? Then can her husband be called 'empress'? Oh, goose, goose..."

These young ladies first laughed shyly like silver bells, and then their laughter turned into the laughter of big geese.

Zhang Jingwei said seriously: "I'm not joking. 'Women hold up half the sky', that's what the saints said!"

"That's right, without us women, can the men really come out of the rocks?" a young lady echoed.

"Then without men, women can't give birth to men."

The loop is closed! A perfect closed loop!

If a science student comes into contact with philosophy, he will start brainstorming. There will be no exploration of art at all, and he will only ruthlessly insert a bug into his brain.

"Mine is done!" A young lady took out the embroidery from the ring and showed it off to the other sisters.

Everyone was busy listening to the story, and they finished embroidering an exquisite flower branch in an hour or two.

"Mine is done too. The color is a bit strong. I wonder if Xiao Cui will like it?"

"She definitely won't like yours. Look at me."

As they talked, the sisters started comparing themselves with each other again.

Zhang Jingwei grasped the key point and asked, "Wait a minute...you said this is for Xiao Cuixiu?"

"Yes, she's going with you to the water bridge to find her husband, so she has to dress nicely!"

Zhang Jingwei's face darkened as he asked again, "You all know?"

"Yes, everyone in the village knows about it. The village chief is going door to door to borrow wine and cloth."

"My father even brought out two jars of wine, and the aunt next door even lent Sister Cui'er the fine silk she had prepared for her daughter's wedding to make clothes."

"Xiao Cui is so brave! Just like the one the young master mentioned... that Madam Feng."

"Yeah, if it were me, I wouldn't know what to do."

Zhang Jingwei stood there in a daze, muttering, "You all know..."

For some reason, Zhang Jingwei felt a huge wave of guilt in his heart.

"There's really not much we can do. We just hope this can cheer her up."

"I heard that Sister Cui'er was once the daughter of a wealthy family, well-educated and well-mannered. We are just farmers and don't know anything."

"But... I heard that no woman ever made it out alive from the water bridge!"

"Don't be afraid, the young master is here. They didn't dare to come and arrest us when the young master was here!"

The more optimistic they were, the more guilty Zhang Jingwei felt, but more of a sense of inexplicable emotion.

Watching them chattering away, there was no chance to interrupt. Zhang Jingwei could already imagine their middle-aged and elderly lives, the legendary MI6.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. After hurriedly saying goodbye to the young ladies, he ran to find Gao Fei.

……

In the farmland area of ​​the village, several old men working heard the sound of horse hooves and looked up.

Zhang Jingwei and Jia Renyi came with a group of cavalrymen, pulling iron plows, and marched forward in a mighty procession.

Behind them followed a group of police officers, and some old farmers who were unaware of the situation were trembling with fear.

Jia Renyi shouted, "The young master wants to use horses to plow the fields. Old fellows, come and help!"

There are not even two thousand acres of arable land in the entire Jia Village, and most of it is government land, leaving very little land for farmers.

According to calculations, an ox can plow five acres of land a day by shallow plowing. Although military horses do not have as good endurance as oxen, they are faster.

More than a hundred military horses are enough to help farmers plow the land before dark.

A cavalryman tried plowing the field first, and the results were very good, with clear furrows and ridges.

Zhang Jingwei waved his hand and said, "Get to work!"

The cavalry mounted their horses and began to plow the fields while the farmers held the plows.

The police officers followed behind and raked the ridges with wooden rakes. If they were a little slow, they would be whipped severely with wooden whips.

The military and civilians were united, and the scene was truly lively.

The village women came to watch the fun.

"This is the first time I've seen an official helping farmers with their work!"

"The young master is not an official, but he is more majestic than an official!"

"Which good girl is worthy of the young master..."

"I heard that the young lady is the eldest daughter of the Huangfu family in Yunzhou. My father-in-law told me!"

"That's a good match!"

……

As the sky gradually darkened and the ground was almost completely turned over, the policemen were so exhausted that they could not straighten their backs. Finally, one of them fainted from exhaustion and did not respond to the whipping.

Zhang Jingwei ordered: "Splash water on him to wake him up, and continue!"

Mu Tou brought a bucket of water from not far away and poured it down on the man. The jail official woke up in shock and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

"Sir, please give me something to eat. I've been hungry all day and I really have no strength left!"

"I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again."

"Woooooooo..."

Mu Tou's heart softened and he didn't do anything else, just looked at Zhang Jingwei.

"When you forcibly collect private taxes, have you ever thought about whether they have food to eat at night?" Zhang Jingwei asked back.

"Wood, continue to supervise and show no mercy to them! Treat the wicked as you would treat them."

Mu Tou nodded, raised his whip and began to whip the police officer in front of him.

At this time, Beta came over.

"Master Zhang, Miss Xiao Cui has already changed her clothes. In addition, the village has collected thirty jars of wine, large and small, totaling more than fifteen dou!"

After listening to Beta's report, Zhang Jingwei just nodded.

In Jia Village, Jia Renyi's wife Li was combing her daughter-in-law's hair.

The relationship between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law has always been good. When Xiao Cui first came to Jia Village, she was a refugee and had no relatives or friends, so Li treated her as her own daughter.

As time went by, she fell in love with the third child in the family. Soon they got married and lived a simple but happy life.

Mrs. Li looked at Xiao Cui in the mirror, her face filled with endless sorrow, so she started talking to her: "Before, after your father-in-law and I had our first child, we always wanted a daughter, but ended up having two more sons."

"The villagers envied us so much. It wasn't until the great flood that year, when we were forced to flee to Hedong and our eldest brother starved to death in front of me, that I realized how cruel God was."

"We're living well now, but those soldiers still come to arrest us, and we've been torn apart by our families."

"I'm so selfish. I actually agreed to trade you for my son, my dear!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Xiao Cui turned around to comfort Li: "Don't be sad, mother-in-law, this is my own choice. Besides, the young master will protect me!"

Li cried even more sadly: "That water fort is a den of demons. How can I not be sad, my little darling..."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hugged each other and cried. It didn't seem like the reluctance between mother and daughter before the wedding, but more like the pain of separation from life and death.