My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Chapter 165 Grain Seeds

Huaying paused, and stopped walking. She turned her head and looked him in the eyes. As if she had made up her mind, she said, "Actually, I'm not the real Shen Anning."

Fu Shiyan was shocked, but there was no surprise on his face, as if he had guessed it a long time ago.

I discovered her difference as early as in Taohua Town.

If it was just amnesia caused by drugs, it could be understood, but habits and personality would not change. He doubted that a young lady who had never done housework could cook delicious food, design clothes, jewelry, and restaurants overnight.

He doesn't believe in ghosts or gods, he just cherishes the people around him.

He gently held Huaying's hand and said soothingly, "No matter who you are, I like you as a person."

Huaying was touched when she heard this and she reached out to hug his waist, "Fu Shiyan, thank you."

Fu Shiyan stroked her hair, a hint of tenderness appeared in his dark eyes, and he said softly, "Don't think too much, just stay at home and wait for me to marry you."

It’s almost time. In half a month he will marry his beloved girl.

Huaying smiled and nodded, her eyes fell on the wontons in his hand, urging him to go back quickly...

In the following days, Huaying stayed at the Shen Mansion with her mother, drinking tea, listening to operas, and occasionally going to the riverbank to check on the crops.

That day, she had just returned from the riverbank when she saw the boy in charge of grinding ink in her father's study coming over and saying, "Miss, the master wants you to go to the study."

Huaying paused as she took off her veil. Her father seldom called her to the study. Usually, he would tell her when they were at the dinner table or when they were paying their respects.

He turned to the servant and asked, "Do you know why father called me?"

"Miss, I don't know." The servant lowered his head and answered respectfully.

Huaying was full of doubts, but she still straightened her manners and followed the servant to the study.

When I arrived at the study, I saw my father sitting at the desk, concentrating on correcting a memorial.

"Father, what do you want to talk to your daughter about?" Huaying bowed slightly and asked softly.

Father Shen raised his head, glanced at her, then picked up the memorial on the table and handed it to her, saying, "Come and take a look at this memorial."

Huaying looked at her father with some curiosity before reaching out to take the memorial. She read the contents of the memorial carefully and couldn't help frowning.

He slowly read the words on the memorial, "Yuezhou has been hit by rain, and the disaster has temporarily subsided. We need to sow good seeds to completely solve the disaster. I hope the court will provide quick assistance."

"The grain that Dalang Fu brought over was still needed to feed the local people in Yuezhou. Now the fields need seeds. A batch of grain seeds was collected in Chang'an yesterday, but it is still not enough..."

Father Shen looked at Huaying and said seriously.

Huaying was smart and could naturally hear the deep meaning behind her father's words. She asked softly, "Father, do you want your daughter to use her stored food to support Yuezhou?"

"Can Ying'er bear with it?"

Today in the court, the Emperor was furious when he saw how little grain was harvested. Food is the primary need of the people. If the disaster in Yuezhou is not completely resolved, it will also be a headache for the Wu State which is still in the recovery period.

He had a little selfish motive. He was watching how his daughter managed the riverbed, and the hard work involved made him, as a father, feel very distressed, so he did not make it public in the court.

But he was the prime minister of the dynasty and should share the country's worries, so he called Huaying to ask.

"Father, of course I am willing. If these grains can help them tide over the difficulties, it will be of the greatest value." Then she said, "I will ask Qinghe to deliver the key to the granary later."

After hearing this, Mr. Shen felt very pleased with his daughter's kindness and broad-mindedness, and nodded at her.

The next day, Shen's father led his servants to load bags of grain weighing tens of thousands of pounds onto the carriage and sent them to the palace.

When the common people on the road saw Lord Shen personally driving the grain team, they all sighed, "Lord Shen is really the father and mother of us common people. He always thinks of us."

"Yes, I heard from the grapevine that this batch of grain was grown by his young lady herself."

The man next to him opened his eyes wide, looking shocked, "You are talking nonsense, how can a rich lady farm?"

"Really, really. Do you remember the river beach that was flooded a few years ago? It was sparsely populated before, but now it is full of lush crops. I heard that there are several water trucks on the river beach."

"How do you know that? Why don't I believe it?"

"My cousin worked at the riverbank and said that the young lady always wore a veil every time she went there. I heard that she was the young lady of the Shen family." Then he said, "I don't know if it's true or not. No one has ever seen her true face."

"Let's just listen. Anyway, I don't believe that a lady from a wealthy family can farm. But Prime Minister Shen is really our parent official."

"Yes, yes. Prime Minister Fu was also a good official who served the people. What a pity! Now there is only Prime Minister Shen left, and he has to work hard for the affairs of the court."

Father Shen listened to the discussions, looked at the long line, and said to himself, I hope these good seeds can alleviate the disaster in Yuezhou.

Thinking of his old friend Prime Minister Fu, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Old friend, you never thought that our two families would become relatives now. You raised two good sons. One is now deeply loved by the people in Yuezhou for disaster relief, and the other is the most trusted person in front of the emperor. My daughter Ying'er will also marry into your Fu family...

If you are still alive, please help my daughter meet a famous doctor, and you can become a grandfather like me."

Father Shen thought of his daughter's illness, and a feeling of sorrow welled up in his heart. He sighed and followed the carriage to the palace...

In the blink of an eye, it is already September.

Early in the morning, Qing He happily walked into Hua Ying's room holding the wedding dress that the embroiderer had carefully finished, "Miss, the wedding dress is finally done! Do you want to try it again?"

After saying that, she carefully placed the wedding dress on the bed, then turned around and asked the young lady who was reading a book.

Huaying smiled and shook her head when she heard this, and replied softly, "I just tried it yesterday, and the embroiderer has adjusted it to fit me perfectly, so let's forget about it this time."

The sunlight shines through the window onto Huaying, giving her a soft glow and making her look even more gentle and charming.

Qinghe looked at the young lady and thought to himself: Our young lady is so beautiful.

"Okay, Qinghe, hang up the wedding dress so that there won't be any wrinkles." Qinghe's face was filled with happiness and joy.

In a few days, the young lady in their family will be a bride, so she must take good care of the wedding dress.

At this time, Qingzhu, who was in charge of the affairs of the courtyard, came over and said respectfully, "Miss, the young mistress is here with the young master."

Huaying raised her head when she heard this, a hint of joy flashing across her face, "Please come in."

"Yes." Qingzhu went downstairs and met the young master's wife who had just walked to the door.

Huaying came out to greet him, only to see Xiaoyu lying in her sister-in-law's arms, sucking his little hands and looking at her with his big, lively eyes. Huaying smiled and reached out to pick up her nephew, gently kissed his rosy little face, looked at Bai Wei and whispered, "Sister-in-law, come in quickly."

Bai Wei entered the room and immediately saw the gorgeous wedding dress hanging behind the beauty couch. She raised her lips slightly and said, "I just came to see how the wedding preparations are going."

Huaying smiled and teased her nephew while replying to Bai Wei, "Mother and Nanny have already prepared everything. My sister-in-law is taking care of Xiao Yu'an now, and she still worries about my affairs. It's really hard work."

Bai Wei smiled and looked at Xiao Yu'an and said softly, "Then who makes us Ying'er is Xiao Yu'an's aunt, don't you think so, Xiao Yu'an?"

In Huaying's arms, Xiao Yu'an made some babbling sounds, which made Huaying and Baiwei laugh...