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The Princess of Northern Land

Lin Ziyin, modern day mechanical professor especially hired by the school, had the potential for great achievement in her field. However, due to family reasons, she could only treat her mechanical research and teaching as a secondary job, pouring all her energy into the farm and the food business before. Despite her low-key approach, she was unable to suppress her sister's rage, and a furious car crash sent her straight to ancient times. Indeed, she had excellent character, so why did the heavens send her to the sparsely populated Northern Land. Known as the death zone, those who were banished to this borderland would spend their lives and perish there. However, Lin Ziyin was quite satisfied with her own identity. Even if she had lost the protection of her parents, she still had the protection of her siblings and grandfather. Of course, she also had her younger brother and nephew at home who needed her protection. This abundance of familial love was enough to compensate for the hardships caused by poverty at home. Poverty, she wasn't afraid of, as she had experience in farming. With large swathes of uncultivated land, the Northern Land was practically custom-made for her. The heavy workload didn't matter either, she was proficient in designing all kinds of small tools. Whether it was the emperor's absurdity, not providing aid to the border king, or the shameless Tatars that would rob them frequently, none of these posed a problem for her. She could think of solutions for everything. It wasn't uncommon for the border king to tell everyone how lucky he was to have married such a wonderful queen!

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Chapter 208: Relying On (2)_1

Lou Zheng noticed the sudden change in everyone's faces and felt a secret sense of satisfaction. If it were before, he really wouldn't have had the courage to refuse, as the position of village chief did bring quite a bit of income to his family every year. But now it was different; each of his relatives, excluding him and his grandchildren who were idle men, were bringing home more than one tael of silver every month.

If he really stopped being the village chief, he could find some work in the Lin Family and make two taels of silver at the least every month.

Reflecting about this, Lou Zheng began to think that it may be a good thing to relieve himself of these burdens.

"We just wanted to ask you to speak favorably for us; if you are unwilling, let it be." Pushed to the corners, the villagers finally backed off.