Chapter 589: Transmigration to the Qing Dynasty: Spirit Spring System (40)

Bafujin immediately suspected that someone else had transmigrated from the future just like her.

If it could increase rice yields by thirty percent per mu, what could it be if not hybrid rice?

Yet, after sending people to inquire, she learned that what increased the rice harvest was not the rice seeds, but a medicinal water called Seed Improver.

Moreover, it wasn't just rice; as long as other crops were soaked in this medicinal water before sowing, their yields would increase to varying degrees.

It was just that the increase in rice was particularly gratifying.

This left her puzzled.

Could it be that this really was a plane of existence that did not exist in history?

"Master, since that is the case, let us also buy farms and hire people to grow more grain. When disaster years come, if we take it out for disaster relief, Royal Father will surely be very pleased."

Bafujin was determined to push her husband onto the supreme throne, and she racked her brains to devise strategies for him.

The image of the virtuous prince that Ba Ye had cultivated could not be lost!

Additionally, she suddenly remembered the historical Gyrfalcon Incident; this was the fuse that caused Ba Ye to be thoroughly loathed by Kangxi, and she had to prevent it from happening no matter what!

But which year did this happen?

She had acted in too many Qing palace dramas; she only knew that when the Eighth Prince Yin Si accompanied the imperial entourage to Rehe, he hunted two gyrfalcons to present to Kangxi, but unexpectedly, they were already two dead eagles when they arrived, which made Kangxi extremely furious, thinking that this son was wishing for his death and had deliberately used two dead eagles to curse him, so he viciously issued an edict to sever the father-son relationship with this son, causing Ba Ye to completely lose his qualification to vie for the throne.

But she really couldn't remember which year this happened; she only vaguely remembered it was after her cheap mother-in-law Liangfei died, but she really couldn't recall the specific year.

She bit her lip, secretly annoyed at why she hadn't been more attentive when she was reading scripts back then, or why she hadn't listened more to those male actors' character analyses.

But it was useless to be annoyed now; if she couldn't remember, she couldn't remember, so she could only try other methods.

"Master, if Royal Father allows you to accompany the imperial entourage to Rehe next year, could you allow this concubine to accompany you?"

Ba Ye thought his Fujin was being jealous, but he did indeed need to add a legitimate son; without a legitimate son, his confidence in vying for that position was lacking. Therefore, he nodded in agreement.

That night, he also rested in his Fujin's room, calling for water three times throughout the night, hoping that his Fujin would bear him a legitimate son.

As long as he had a legitimate son, he believed Royal Father would no longer ignore him and would see that his abilities were no weaker than his other brothers.

Having not been home for the New Year for six years, and with another journey to the southwest starting after the New Year—not knowing how many years it would be before she returned—Xie Yang stopped running out much after the Laba Festival, staying peacefully in the residence to spend a reunion New Year with her family.

Si Fujin personally directed the proceedings, leading the concubines of each courtyard, daughters-in-law, and servants to decorate the Yong Qinwang Fu more festively than any previous year.

People came and went in Xie Yang's Small Side Courtyard, especially after the Laba Festival; almost every day, someone sent things over.

There were fine furs and head ornaments sent by Defei, fur cloaks and silver-thread charcoal sent by Si Fujin, cloaks, neck warmers, and thick-soled shoes personally sewn by Li Shi, various types of Fabric and food sent in turns by the aunts from the Li family, New Year gifts sent by the uncles who earned Silver with her, and Chang Peilan... in short, she received so many gifts her hands were cramping.

But one could not just receive without returning gifts.

Xie Yang lit the stove, set up a large Soup Pot specifically for boiling medicine, picked out what she needed from the fruits and medicinal herbs sent by various families, and used diluted Spirit Spring to boil pot after pot of Autumn Pear Paste for moisturizing the lungs, Loquat Paste for relieving coughs, Longevity Strengthening Paste for prolonging life, a dual-nourishing paste for blood and energy suitable for women's maintenance, Stomach and Spleen Nourishing Paste suitable for children, and Mind Calming and Heart Nourishing Paste suitable for the elderly...

Besides this, she also refined several batches of various Health Pill, until all the existing medicinal herbs were used up, and the jade and porcelain bottles that her maid had replenished several times were all filled with pills.

If it were anyone else, sending pills and medicinal pastes for the New Year, it would be good if they weren't beaten out; could they even expect a pleasant look?

But because it was sent by Xie Yang, everyone was not only not angry but accepted them with beaming smiles, because they knew these were good things!

Although they didn't know the reason, the medicinal pastes she boiled and the pills she made were simply more effective than those boiled by other imperial physicians or even Imperial Physician Chang himself.

Palace concubines of about the same age as Defei had not skimped on maintenance over the years, but who had as good a complexion as Defei? At this age, with grandchildren already taking wives, she could still attract the Emperor to her palace every few days.

Princes and ministers of about the same age as Yong Qinwang were either gaunt and thin or sporting potbellies; unlike him, who was nearly forty yet had a face like jade and a lean, upright figure. Every year, noble maidens with extraordinary family backgrounds racked their brains trying to enter the inner chambers of the Yong Qinwang Fu.

Looking at his Fujin and Side Fujin, their skin was delicate and their figures graceful; at every palace banquet, didn't they make the other princes' wives and clan women look inferior by comparison?

Those in the know had long ago inquired in private; there was no other reason, it was just that they often drank water mixed with the medicinal paste gifted by Princess Haiyin.

Unfortunately, Princess Haiyin did not appear often; not to mention the past six years, even this year, despite being in the capital and in the residence, she still didn't appear much. She never once attended those Flower Viewing Banquet that the noble ladies of the capital scrambled to dress up and attend in grand attire.

Don't ask; if you ask, she's gone to the Xishan Women's Barracks for training and has no time to attend.

This left those who had racked their brains to build a connection with her, probe for information, or get some medicinal paste and pills feeling incredibly disappointed.

After being disappointed too many times, it was inevitable that they would complain:

"Doesn't she just rely on being the eldest daughter of the Yong Qinwang Fu? What's so great about that! She's nineteen and hasn't settled on a husband's family yet; does she really think she's some kind of treasure?"

"Exactly! For a woman, in the end, one still has to rely on a husband and offspring. If she doesn't marry, with no husband's family to rely on and no offspring to lean on, she'll regret it in the future!"

"In my opinion, it's that Yong Qinwang and the Princess Consort spoil her too much. She's just a mere daughter of a concubine, yet they let her climb over their heads and act recklessly, and they aren't even angry?"

Xie Yang didn't know there were such evaluations of her from the outside, but even if she did, it wouldn't matter; she didn't live by relying on these people.

With this spare time, it was better to make more preparations for the trip, especially self-defense pills; the southwest had many snakes and insects, as well as the Gu Poison Technique of the Miao frontier, so preparing more might come in handy.

But Si Ye and Si Fujin were furious when they heard the rumors; one caught a few mistakes at the morning court and impeached several ministers, and after that, unleashed a torrent of words:

"You are all high-ranking officials of the imperial court, yet you cannot even manage the women in your own households; no wonder you cannot handle the tasks entrusted to you by Royal Father! 'If one cannot sweep a house, how can one sweep the world'—this saying is indeed reasonable!"

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As for Si Fujin, at every subsequent banquet, she ignored those gossiping women quite thoroughly; for any Flower Viewing Banquet or tea party hosted by her own residence, she never sent them invitations.

Once this signal was released, the clan women who were close to her, such as the Third Fujin, Fifth Fujin, Ninth Fujin, and Tenth Fujin, all excluded those gossiping women from this circle.

It was also from this point on that the princes and nobles in the capital had a clear realization: the eldest daughter of the Yong Qinwang Fu—Princess Haiyin—was the untouchable reverse scale of the Yong Qinwang Fu!