For four days, the twins accompanied their parents to watch the harvesting scene.
Hutuli Fengsheng Zarafen saw so many people harvesting for the first time.
His eyes were bright.
He was placed high in the field.
The rice was high, but the slaves who came back from Xinjiang took many slaves and began to pick cotton.
Qing Yan was a little curious and wanted to go down and give it a try, but was stopped directly by Yin.
"When the autumn harvest comes next year, I'll let you, mother and daughter, go down alone.
That's not possible now, and you don't want to see if these people can really be trusted."
Yin was very worried.
If Qingyan and Hutuli Fengsheng Zala The two of them were hurt by others, and Yin would never forgive herself.
"Amma, I'm sure everything will be fine."
Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen felt very curious.
"Be obedient," Yiken'e said directly, and Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen immediately calmed down.
In the eyes of Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen, Yiken'e was far more intimidating than Yin.
Poof Qing Yan laughed directly.
Outsiders said that Yin was a strict father.
In front of Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen, Yin didn't look at him at all.
He looked like a kind father.
"Amma, can you say a few words to my sister?"
Yi Ken was immediately annoyed.
In front of him and Ha Feng, Yin was absolutely true to his word.
In front of Hutuli Feng Sheng Zarafen, Yin had no choice but to surrender as long as his daughter acted coquettishly.
"Well, with you as an imam in charge, Ama doesn't need to be restrained anymore."
Yin directly passed the blame.
Qing Yan watched the conversation between father and son and laughed directly.
Yin just hoped that Yi Ken'e would have the awareness to protect Hutuli Fengsheng Zarafen since he was a child.
In the end, they would not be able to accompany their children for too long.
If Hutuli If something happens to Feng Sheng Zarafen, Yi Ken'e will be there to help.
Yi Ken'e sighed.
Yi Ken'e knew what his parents meant.
In order to prevent himself from slacking off, Yin had been using this method to push himself.
"Amma, how much cotton are there?"
Yi Ken'e asked directly.
He looked at the white cotton buds, wanting to see them turn into cotton.
Yin shook his head: "I don't know this either."
Yi Ken'e was surprised.
It turned out that there was something that Yin didn't know about.
"Amma, do these things have to be handed over to Huangmafa?"
Hutuli Fengsheng Zarafen thought, and Huangmafa must have to submit them as offerings.
"Of course, it's our wish to make cotton-padded clothes for you, Mafa and Mama."
Yin nodded of course.
The Qing banquet has been allocated a long time ago, and Kangxi and Concubine Tong will give it wherever they go.
Moreover, if the cotton is rich, they can also give some to a few Fujins.
Although the things are not many, it is just a token of your heart.
"Before we go on autumn vacation, Mafa said that she wants to wear cotton clothes made of the cotton we grow."
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Yi Ken turned his head and looked at his sister.
In the palace, there were so many fine furs waiting for Kangxi to wear them, just hoping to gain the filial piety of his descendants.
"Haha, of course I remember, Mama Mama said so, so we can definitely do it," Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen said, holding his paws.
Qingyan watched the children interacting with a smile, while Yinze was worried.
Qingyan and the two little guys had been making promises to share with someone.
If the cotton production was low, the three of them would be unhappy.
Su Peisheng kept shuttling between the field and the tent, personally telling Yin the situation in the field.
It is said that cotton farmers find it strange that the cotton here is actually better than that grown locally, and the cotton buds are much larger.
After hearing Su Peisheng's words, Qing Yan raised her little face towards Yin, as if begging for praise.
Yin immediately drew a black line.
In front of the children, Qingyan was a little less steady.
"Okay, think about it, who else should we give it to?"
Yin discovered that among the three people divided between mother and son, there was no Queen Mother.
"And Mother Anggu."
Yiken'e suddenly recalled the candidates and found that the Queen Mother had been omitted.
"Amma, Mother always said that Mother Anggu was very good to us in the past.
When we were in the palace, Anggu Mama rarely gets close to us."
Yin understood psychologically that in order to avoid suspicion, the Queen Mother's family had written many letters since Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen grew up, saying that they wanted the Queen Mother to help out and that Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen Fen married Horqin, and the Queen Mother did not want the child she had always loved to go so far away.
"Your mother, Anguma, is doing it for your own good.
If she loves you," Yin sighed, the Queen Mother really took great pains.
"I'm afraid that I will be targeted by those Mongolian people," Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen smiled bitterly.
If the imam went, Grandma Anguma would be very happy and would often give things to the imam and bring them to herself.
Every time after returning, Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen looked at his reward and found that it was more valuable than Yiken's forehead.
They were basically the Queen Mother's favorite size.
"So, you have to be more filial."
Qing Yan touched his daughter's head.
"Mother, please go and deliver the cotton clothes in person.
If you go, we can also go there."
Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen wanted to make the Queen Mother happy.
In the palace, the Queen Mother's smile would only reach her eyes when she saw the third-generation children.
When the twins passed, the Queen Mother would even send her servants to talk to them.
They pretended to be indifferent outside, but in fact, they cared about them very much.
"Mama Su told us not to run to Cining Palace from time to time.
Unless she calls us in person, no matter who else calls us from Cining Palace, they must ask Mama to follow them."
Hutuli Fengsheng Zala Fin said directly.
Yin and Qingyan looked at each other.
The Queen Mother was already on guard.
Could it be that Mongolia couldn't sit still?
"What should I do with Si Si?"
Qing Yan looked at Yin worriedly.
If his daughter was really wronged, Yin would definitely not be happy.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
Yin squeezed Qingyan's hand and said, "I won't let Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen get hurt."
Yin was thinking that if he took the interplanting matter to task and used this as a bargaining chip to propose marriage to Hutuli Fengsheng Zarafen, he hoped that the initiative would be directly in his own hands.
Kangxi valued the Qing Dynasty too much, and there was no guarantee that he would not sell Hutuli Fengsheng Zalafen for the sake of the Qing Dynasty.
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"It would be better if the right to confer marriage was transferred to my hands.
I can't complete this matter by myself.
I will discuss it with my eldest brother when he comes over."
Yin thought of Songri Yilha.
They have been together as little sisters.
It would be a pity if they were too far apart when they got married.
Qing Yan nodded, Yin Genjue Luo got along well with her, and Qing Yan would not be stingy if she could help
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