Chapter 190 Are You My Daughter?

Chapter 190 Are You My Daughter?

However, Shen Zhi had always had a question in his mind, so he looked at Prime Minister Zhu and asked, "May I ask if Your Excellency Prime Minister knows Mr. Qin Zhongtian from Bozhou County?" Qin Zhongtian was Shen Zhi's grandfather in his previous life, and he was a well-known old Chinese medicine doctor in the local area.

Prime Minister Zhu's face changed slightly, and he looked at Shen Zhi. He could not tell who she was even though he saw through her. He only said, "I have some connections with Mr. Qin Zhongtian, but I haven't seen him for more than ten years. I don't know how he is doing now, or how his only granddaughter is doing."

Shen Zhi saw the emotion in Prime Minister Zhu's eyes, and it seemed that her guess was correct. It had been twelve years since her father Qin Jianan died in a car accident. Prime Minister Zhu was exactly like her father, even his manners and expressions were the same. She was only about ten years old at the time, and her father doted on her. She had never seen her mother since she was a child, and her mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to her.

Prime Minister Zhu glanced at Shen Zhi and said, "Mr. Yixiang, I heard that you have the best West Lake Longjing tea. Can I have a cup?"

Shen Zhi had already seen the tears in Prime Minister Zhu's eyes, and nodded quickly, "Prime Minister Zhu, please."

When Eunuch Cao saw Longjing, he wanted to go over as well, but Shen Zhi stopped him, "Eunuch Cao, I still have some things in the field, can you help me get them?"

Eunuch Cao was a shrewd person. When he heard Shen Zhi say this, he knew that Shen Zhi had something to say to Prime Minister Zhu in private, so he tactfully took everyone away.

Shen Zhi brought Prime Minister Zhu to the side hall for entertaining guests, personally served him a cup of tea, and said, "My name is Shen Zhi, but actually my name was Qin Zhi before. After my parents divorced, I changed my surname to my mother's."

Qin Zhi? Prime Minister Zhu's heart stagnated. Nannan, this was his daughter's name. This was the name her father gave her, hoping that she would become like Lin Qiaozhi, the Holy Mother of Chinese Medicine.

"Are you my daughter?" Prime Minister Zhu burst into tears. He never expected that he would be able to come here after dying in a car accident. After so many years, he could actually meet his daughter here, but his daughter's appearance had completely changed.

Shen Zhi nodded, and the father and daughter hugged and cried. After they calmed down, Shen Zhi slowly told Prime Minister Zhu everything that had happened in the past few years. He didn't expect that his daughter would go abroad to study Western medicine, and after returning, she joined the army and became a special combat member. Finally, she died while performing a mission and came to the Great Xiao Dynasty.

"Now your grandfather is alone over there. How can he bear to see his young son die?" Prime Minister Zhu sighed heavily.

"Dad, don't worry. Don't we still have our aunt? She came back from abroad two years before I had the accident." Shen Zhi comforted.

Prime Minister Zhu then breathed a sigh of relief, and talked to Shen Zhi for a long time before leaving with red eyes. Eunuch Cao, who was outside, was puzzled.

Shen Zhi spent most of the day in his room digesting the matter before he went out to help in the fields. When Prime Minister Zhu returned home, he asked the servants to hurriedly call back Xue, who was taking care of her aunt.

Xue hurried back, she was worried that something big had happened. She knew her husband's character very well, and he would not have informed her in such a hurry if it was nothing serious.

"Master, what happened?" Xue asked anxiously, wondering if something had happened to her children in the capital.

Prime Minister Zhu paused and said, "Madam, I have seen my daughter."

Mrs. Xue was shocked. "Is Mingyue here? Didn't we tell her to stay in the capital?"

"It's not Mingyue, it's Qin Zhi. Her name is Shen Zhi now."

Xue recalled that when they just got married, the master told her about his past life. She always thought that the master had a nightmare and was talking nonsense. The master also told her that in his past life, he was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and a little girl was left at home. Then he came to the Great Xiao Dynasty by accident. How could there be such a thing as reincarnation in this world? However, she and the master were childhood sweethearts and grew up together. The master had never studied medicine. At that time, the eldest son had a high fever and the doctors were helpless. It was the master who saved him with the golden needle technique. From then on, Xue believed what Prime Minister Zhu said.

"Master, the Shen Zhi you are talking about could be Yixiang Jun? Oh my God, then how did she get here?" Xue was shocked.

Prime Minister Zhu nodded and explained how Shen Zhi sacrificed his life for the country in his previous life.

Xue's eyes twitched. How could this father and daughter be the same? They both liked to play this kind of resurrection drama. But when it comes to Shen Zhi, she likes her very much. Not to mention that she saved her precious daughter, just to say that she led the officials of the Ministry of Agriculture to grow high-yield crops, which other famous ladies can't even catch up with. In addition, she heard that the recent annihilation of the Japanese pirates was also due to the great contribution of this child, so she liked her very much.

Prime Minister Zhu pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry about this. If outsiders knew about this matter of borrowing a corpse to revive the soul, they would definitely burn her like a monster."

Xue nodded. She understood this logic and knew she had to find an opportunity to meet the child.

After several days of hard work, the rice from more than 200 mu of land in Baiyun Villa has been harvested and all has been moved to the open space in the villa. A few days ago, people started to use oxen and stone mills to grind the rice straw on the field. Farmers in the Great Xiao Dynasty used this most primitive method to thresh rice.

When there is wind, the threshed millet is blown away, and the dust mixed in it will be blown away. At this time, the clean millet is spread out on the open ground to dry for two or three days before being packed and stored.

Everyone worked from dawn to dusk, and Shen Zhi was also very busy, serving delicious meals and homemade popsicles to cool down the heat. They continued to work like this for a few days, and all the rice was bagged. At this time, the person in charge of weighing and recording also calculated the final yield, which was as high as 1,200 kilograms per mu. Everyone was shocked by this result. You know, at this time, no matter how carefully the rice is taken care of, the yield per mu is only 200 to 300 kilograms at most. Now the yield of this hybrid rice is five or six times higher than before. And the hybrid rice is of better quality, and each one is plump and round.

As a modern man, Prime Minister Zhu was not surprised by this, but other officials were very excited and told each other about the good harvest.

Not only did the hybrid rice in Baiyun Villa have a good harvest, but all the hybrid rice planted in Taiping Town also had a good harvest. These days, Song Shijie took the officials to various villages to collect data, and the per-acre yield fluctuated between 1,000 and 1,200. Eunuch Cao immediately sent a pigeon to the capital to convey the good news.

After the harvest, everyone did not relax, but instead started autumn sowing again.