The Story of a Destitute Noblewoman Farming

Everyone was relieved that the princess was leaving.

Ever since they learned that Guan Ling was a princess, everyone felt a little uncomfortable, fearing that they had done something wrong. They didn't dare to make loud noises in the mansion and had to be very careful in everything they did.

Although he has not yet ascended the throne, they already feel that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger.

So when they heard that the princess was leaving, they all breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts, but they didn't dare to show it.

The days of anticipation always pass quickly. He Yue came to greet them in person, accompanied by Governor Zhao, and the group arrived at Xishan Village.

The villagers didn't know what was going on. When they saw a large group of people walking towards Xishan Village, the old people at the entrance of the village stood up in a hurry. When they saw that it was the County Magistrate Zhao, whom they were familiar with, they felt relieved.

Lu Linlang and the clan leader soon learned the news and came to greet General He and Prefect Zhao in person.

"Miss Lu, it's been a long time since we last met. Thank you for your care. Today, I'm here to personally welcome the princess back to the northwest."

"General He, Lord Zhao, the princess has been waiting for a long time. Please come in."

Princess Yong'an had already changed into her robe, and He Yue led everyone to kneel down.

"General He, you have pacified the Tatars, which has benefited the country and will benefit future generations. You must bear in mind your responsibilities, and the military and civilians must work together to support the country." At this moment, everyone in Xishan Village knew that the future emperor had always been in Xishan Village, and he was someone they had all met.

Everyone knelt on the ground, not daring to look up. Their Xishan Village really had a golden phoenix. No, not just a golden phoenix, but also a true dragon emperor. This was truly something to be proud of.

The clan leader called all the excited villagers away. Today, the princess would leave with General He. Lu Linlang and others presented the gifts they had prepared.

"Your Highness, this is the method for making refined salt, the selection and planting of fine seeds, these are the prescriptions prepared by Yunxi, and these are the proportions for the fireworks prepared by Taoist Zhang and Yangchun."

Having said that, the princess glanced at Lu Linlang. They both knew tacitly that this was not just the ratio of fireworks, but also that of gunpowder. Once this thing came out, it would bring Daqi to another new height.

"Thank you for your kindness. I like all the gifts you gave me. Thank you Miss Lu and others for your care. When you grow up, you can come and serve the court."

The princess looked at everyone she had met during her time in Xishan Village one by one, and gently touched the hair of the sisters Dahua and Erhua. Dahua had spent more time taking care of her, and the two had similar experiences, but the princess saw hope and strength in Dahua.

"Thank you, Princess." The princess's words were equivalent to arranging the future for everyone here.

The carriage set off, and the huge team headed towards Hezhou Prefecture. No matter whether it was the people of Xishan Village or Chongshui Village, only at this moment did they dare to believe that such a great figure had emerged from their place.

The future emperor actually stayed in Chongshui. This was the place where the emperor was born. All of a sudden, in the eyes of the people of Chongshui, Chongshui was no longer a poor and remote place, but a place that people all over the world envied. The confidence of the people of Chongshui was boosted all of a sudden.

When new merchants passed by, everyone would tell about this magical experience. With the help of this experience, the pens, ink, paper and inkstones produced in Xishan Village sold more at once.

"Don't the scholars want to buy the pens, ink, paper and inkstone used by the future emperor? The production is limited, first come first served." This is the slogan displayed in the bookstores. Who wouldn't want to try the pens, ink, paper and inkstone used by the emperor? If the scholars heard about it, they would probably be very excited.

Although the regent also wanted to control all the territories, he had lost all his prestige. Now that the Northwestern Army had welcomed the princess back and repelled the Tatars, officials from many southern states had secretly surrendered to the princess, and the merchants' movements were not restricted.

For a time, more and more merchants came to Chongshui County, all of whom came for the reputation of the things used by the future emperor.

"Girl Linlang, there are too many people buying pens, inks, paper, and inkstones. Our workshop is no longer big enough. Should we start expanding it?" The clan leader came to Lu Linlang happily to discuss the matter.

Because of the princess's departure, there are fewer rules in Lu Linlang's mansion. When the patriarch comes, they just need to inform him.

"Chief, I have already worked out the next plan. You see, there are not many people in our village, and we have to take care of farm work and workshops, which makes us even busier. I am afraid of making mistakes in the rush, or not delivering enough goods, so I plan to separate the production of pens, inkstones, paper and inkstones. I have also told the county magistrate before that other people in Chongshui should also benefit from it, so I plan to do it directly in one step and divide the production of pens, inkstones, paper and inkstones into several areas and scatter them around Chongshui County.

The villagers in our village are all skilled in this field, and they can take on the responsibility of management. If they have the ability, they can be managers of the workshop. If they don’t, they can guide others in their work.”

"That's fine, but I'm worried if so many people will come to buy it?" The clan leader didn't know if this would really work, he was just afraid that if it was spread too thin, there wouldn't be enough money.

"Don't worry, money is not a problem. Chongshui has plenty of people. Our target is not the scholars in the wealthy families, but people all over the world. Moreover, paper has different specifications and uses, such as writing paper, painting paper, and even softer straw paper for daily use. There is nothing that others cannot use, as long as we can think of it. The more others need it, the lower our costs will be.

Of course, we can't just cut down trees without planting anything else. We need to continue planting bamboo and trees. This mountain, forest, and river are the source of our livelihoods. We need to let future generations benefit from them, not just leave them with an empty shell."

"Okay, then I feel relieved. We will continue to plant bamboo and trees. As the old saying goes, we live by the mountain and eat from the mountain; we live by the water and eat from the water. We can't just eat and drink for ourselves and ignore the future of our descendants." The patriarch was worried about the money issue at first, but he was relieved after hearing Lu Linlang's plan.

When the Regent heard that Princess Yong'an had returned to the northwest, he became even more furious. Since she did not show up at other times, he even deliberately had someone release the rumor that the princess had been dead for a long time and was just a puppet created by He Yue. However, the ministers in the northwest had all confirmed the princess's identity, making his ascension to the throne even more ridiculous.

"Your Majesty, are you going to send someone to assassinate Princess Yong'an?"

"What's the point of sending them now? She must be well protected by He Yue. Sending them there would be like sending them to their deaths. Send them troops quickly. While they have just finished defeating the Tatars, launch a surprise attack and seize more territory."

"But, but now the generals in the south have defected to Princess Yong'an, and the prefectures below are all waiting and watching. No one is willing to send troops, only our own army."

"Then we should send our own people over. Otherwise, once everyone below us joins us, I will only be a figurehead. What's the point? Oh, and call those salt smugglers over here. As long as they bring their people over to join us, they can sell salt openly in the future."

"Your Majesty, this is not appropriate. Other salt merchants will definitely have opinions." The staff hurriedly stopped him.

"Hmph, what's the use of them? They usually pretend to be confused, and at the critical moment, they stay indoors. Now the northwest is already looking for salt. By the time they find those salt merchants, they will be of little use. It's better to replace them as soon as possible." The regent had already sensed that if he didn't fight back this time, he would really fail, so he started to act rashly.