Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

Since it's already September, there's nothing else to plant besides sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Zhao Lian bought several hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes and potatoes and had everyone plant them on all the land.

Upon hearing that those seeds were only enough to plant 100 mu of land, Sun Shangxiang couldn't contain herself: "Zhaolian, with so few seeds, and only one sweet potato and one potato per hole, how can that be enough to plant 100 mu of land!"

Zhao Lian said confidently, "That's enough! This is more than enough! Plant these sweet potatoes first, and once they sprout, we can break off sections of the sprouts and plant as many as we want."

This was the first time anyone had ever heard of such a method, and they couldn't believe that it was possible for the plants to survive.

In addition, Zhaolian asked everyone to cut up the sprouted potatoes, coat them with wood ash, and plant them directly.

Hearing that the potatoes had to be cut open, everyone looked even more skeptical: "How can this be done? Won't they rot if you cut them open? How can they possibly survive?"

Haha~

Zhao Lian chuckled: "Of course not. On the contrary, this not only saves seeds, but also produces a higher yield. I've actually tried it."

When Zhaolian was in Datian Village, she discovered that this was how the villagers grew potatoes.

Although she hadn't farmed much in her previous life, she remembered seeing her grandfather cut up sprouted potatoes before planting them.

Moreover, the sweet potatoes were planted directly from the seedlings. To verify this, I later tried planting them myself and found that it was indeed possible, and the yield was not small at all.

"Impossible!" Zheng Xiuzhen shook her head vigorously.

Yan Guihua said earnestly, "Zhaolian, when it comes to ways to make money, your uncles can't compare to you, but when it comes to farming, they have far more experience than you."

"Farming like this is no joke! It's a complete waste of seeds."

Jiang Si nodded: "That's right! Mother is right! It's already September, we can't delay any longer, or winter will come and we won't be able to plant anything."

In contrast to their opposition, Liu Laogen remained quite calm, standing to the side lost in thought without saying a word.

Yan Guihua nudged Liu Laogen with her elbow: "Hey~ old man, are you mute?! Say something at this crucial moment!"

Liu Laogen glanced at Yan Guihua and said slowly, "Old woman, this time I think Zhao Lian has a point."

Yan Guihua was stunned when she thought Liu Laogen would side with them, but he unexpectedly agreed to Zhao Lian.

“Old woman, listen to me. I’ve observed her, and Zhao Lian is no different from others. Whenever she makes a decision, she always has her reasons.”

“Although we are older and more senior than her, we should still listen to her advice. Maybe what she says will actually work! Why don’t we give it a try?”

Although some people still didn't believe it, Liu Laogen had already spoken, so they couldn't say anything.

Finally, as Zhao Lian suggested, the potatoes were cut apart and replanted, and the sweet potatoes were planted in several rows to grow seedlings. Then the seedlings were broken into sections and planted separately.

Everyone thought the cut potatoes would rot after being planted, but they actually grew quite vigorously.

Less than half a month after the sweet potatoes were planted, the sweet potato seedlings grew very long. Everyone then broke off the seedlings and transplanted them to other areas, eventually planting them in all the fields, saving a lot of money on seeds.

Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and it's now November. The weather is getting colder, and the potatoes and sweet potatoes are growing well and will be ready for harvest in December.

During this time, Zhao Lian didn't go anywhere else except to work in the fields.

Song Wenjie has been very busy ever since he separated from Zhao Lian.

After taking over as admiral, he discovered a problem: his soldiers were lazy, arrogant, and abused their power.

Anyone who wants to pass through the Nine Gates wants to be charged some silver.

Because Wu Jingang had frequently accepted bribes in the past, his subordinates followed suit.

Moreover, the biggest problem is that few of these guards are skilled in martial arts, so if there is a foreign invasion, they cannot fight back.

As the name suggests, the Nine Gates consist of nine gates, and one must pass through these nine gates to enter or leave the palace.

As the Commander of the Nine Gates, Song Wenjie was responsible for guarding the nine gates. This was the first line of defense to ensure the safety of the palace, making this line of defense particularly important.

Yet this crucial line of defense is guarded by these incompetent fools; they can enter as long as they are given enough benefits.

Moreover, the security was lax; anyone with a bit of martial arts skill could enter as if it were their own backyard, coming and going as they pleased. Otherwise, Zhao Lian and the others wouldn't have been able to get in so easily back then.

The newly enthroned emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang, was of course aware of this, so he ordered Song Wenjie to keep a close watch on him.

Song Wenjie was well aware of the importance of his official position. The current emperor was both brave and resourceful, unlike Zhu Ji of the past.

If anything goes wrong, at best he will lose his job, at worst he will lose his life and implicate his family, so he dares not be careless at all.

Shortly after taking office, Song Wenjie began to reorganize his troops, integrating them into a single unit for retraining, with the aim of strengthening the defense of the palace.

More than two months have passed, and the officers and soldiers under his command have been completely transformed. They have gone from being lax in discipline to being an impregnable fortress, strictly guarding the nine gates.

Officials and outsiders entering and exiting the nine gates, as well as items delivered to the imperial kitchen, were all subject to strict inspection to ensure that nothing was overlooked, not even a fly was missed.

Once everything was on track, the patrols were handed over to Deputy General Liu Yu, and Song Wenjie no longer had to keep a close watch on things all the time, which made things a bit easier.

As for his residence, the Emperor also bestowed a mansion upon Song Wenjie. The huge mansion contained only a few maids and an old nanny, in addition to him and Afu.

Song Wenjie was used to being carefree and didn't like anyone touching his room, not even his maids.

But he doesn't have the habit of tidying up, and his room is always a mess, which is why he can't stand it without someone around to clean it up.

The house was close to Song Ting's family home, so Song Ting would come over every few days to tidy it up for him.

That day, Song Ting came over again. Song Wenjie happened to be home. Seeing the mess in the house and clothes scattered everywhere, he couldn't help but grumble, "You, you're already so old, why don't you hurry up and find a girl to settle down with?"

"Look at the mess this house is in, you don't even know how to tidy it up. Why don't you have the maid clean it up for you?"

Despite saying that, Song Ting couldn't help but help him pack his things.

Song Wenjie pursed his lips and raised his hands in surrender: "Oh dear, elder sister, you're becoming more and more like our mother. You've said this so many times, I'm sick of hearing it."

"You're the only one who's annoying! I'm annoyed too! I've been nagging you for years, and you still haven't brought me a sister-in-law." Song Ting rolled her eyes at him.

A figure flashed before Song Wenjie's eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

Song Ting witnessed this scene, and her heart skipped a beat. Judging from his expression, could it be that he had found someone he liked?