Chapter 5112: 5.0864 Staged Accident...
Qiaoqiao was right; when he received the news, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
This time, if it weren't for his father's clever foresight and effectiveness, the Qiao family might have suffered a bit. If his in-laws were hurt or met with misfortune, Qiaoqiao would undoubtedly be very upset.
When Qiao Mu and her group arrived near Half-Moon Cliff, they saw vast expanses of fertile land, and the crops were growing well. Qiao Mu remembered that the last time she came, she secretly had the Holy Water irrigate the fields and the Holy Earth loosen the soil. The farming families in this area were naturally blessed. Any farmer who cultivated her land, regardless of how well other places yielded, was sure to have a prosperous year.
"Hey, this village seems to have expanded quite a bit since the last time we were here."
"Mhm," Mo Lian nodded with a smile. "The land and water here are good for people, so many farmers have voluntarily migrated and settled here. The number of residents has increased significantly this past year."
"Wife, there are quite a few people eager to lease and cultivate your land."
Anyone who farmed his wife's land always profited; not only were the harvests good, but whatever crops were planted grew vigorously without much need for concern. A year's harvest was eight to ten times that of others. When farming, what tenant wouldn't want to snatch up a fertile plot of land to cultivate?
Moreover, Qiao Mu's rent collection was quite humane. She took a 40% share, which was one-tenth less than others' 50%, yet the yield was eight to ten times that of other farmers. Calculated this way, even though these farming families only received 60% of the harvest, the quantity was ten or eight times greater than others, making it incredibly worthwhile.
This news was initially kept under wraps, but someone with a loose tongue spread it, and it went from one person to ten, then to a hundred. Everyone said that the fields of Half-Moon Cliff were divine fields; whatever was planted grew, and everything flourished! Consequently, everyone clamored for the land at Half-Moon Cliff, and groups of farmers migrated here, competing for the opportunity to farm.
After Mo Lian finished speaking, Qiao Mu nodded. She naturally knew her land was very different from others. It was merely the work of a few drops of Holy Water and a few pinches of Holy Earth. This vitalizing effect could probably last for three to five years; after that, the Holy Water and Holy Earth would need to churn the fields again to maintain it.
The carriage had already reached the dirt road at the entrance of the village. This section of the road was currently being paved with stone slabs, and many bluestones were piled on both sides. As Qiao Mu's carriage traveled halfway, someone suddenly appeared in front, fell crookedly in front of their carriage without a word, and then repeatedly cried out in pain.
The little Crown Princess and His Highness the Crown Prince exchanged bewildered glances.
Kongkong couldn't help but rush to their side, peering out the window. He exclaimed, "Amitābha! Female benefactor, is this benefactor lying in front of our carriage trying to swindle money?"
Qiao Mu couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. She truly didn't expect that someone would be so blind as to try to stage an accident with her at this time! She reached out her small hand and touched her face. "Could it be that my face looks much kinder?"
The Crown Prince chuckled, reaching out to embrace his little wife and smiling, "What nonsense. Qiaoqiao has always been a kind little fairy."
The little monk sighed and shook his head from the side. "Female benefactor's husband, aren't you afraid of the wind blowing too hard and twisting your tongue when you say such things?"