Farmhouse nan nan fortune is prosperous

Chapter 109 The Battle of the Capital
Zhou Zhe curled his lips, feeling a little sad for a moment, he also wanted to reunite, but where would he go to reunite.

After walking a few steps, Wen Heng sensed something was wrong, stopped and turned around, "If you don't go to town tomorrow, you can come and play with me and Fu Bao."

Zhou Zhe nodded lazily and lay down on the table.

Wen Heng didn't say anything, and followed Fu Bao to leave.

When the two returned home, Zhang Lao Er, who was digging the reservoir, also entered the door carrying a shovel.

"Second brother, why did you come back so early today?" Fu Bao looked puzzled, as he used to come back only after eating.

Why is it so early today.

"Ten reservoirs and one ditch have already been dug, so I came back early today." Zhang Lao Er said while washing his hands.

"A single pond is four to five meters deep, and five or six meters wide and long. Even if the ice and snow on the mountain melt in the coming year and there is waterlogging, it should not have much impact."

Fubao has never seen waterlogging, and he has only seen the rainstorm flooding the garage and rice fields on TV before, and has no personal experience of waterlogging.

So I pray in my heart, hoping that everything is superfluous and useless.

"However, you guys leave school early today, don't you?"

"Well, today is the holiday, so school ends early." Fu Bao said with a smile.

A second later, a figure rushed in, "Fubao, I have been looking for you for a long time, so you are in the kitchen."

I saw Mrs. Li holding something white, which was still steaming.

"Sister-in-law three, what do you want from me?" Fu Bao stared at the things in Xiao Li's hand for a long time, but couldn't figure out what it was.

"Look, the bean curd is ready, just follow the method you said, and it took more than ten times to succeed." Mrs. Li quickly handed the bean curd over.

The bean skin is thin, although it looks a bit uneven, but it is that thing.

"Then this thing can be sold directly?" Mrs. Li continued to ask.

"The bean curd can be sold directly, or it can be marinated before being sold."

"You can also roll it, then fumigate it, and then smoke the bean curd, it's also delicious." Fu Bao said after thinking about it.

"How do you do it?" Mrs. Li asked quickly, with a look of hope. If she goes to Fucheng to open a tofu shop in the coming year, she must thoroughly study the food related to tofu.

It will definitely make a lot of money by then.

"Brother Rui, don't settle accounts for now, let me tell you, and you write." Fu Bao waved his hand when he saw Rui Geer lying on the table beside him writing and drawing.

This thing is very simple. I have read a lot of information before, and Fubao has already memorized it fluently.

"Sister-in-law, tell me, I'm ready." Ruige'er stopped what he was doing, took a new blank paper, and was ready to go.

At this time, in the capital, in the imperial palace, in the imperial study.

Shen Juncheng knelt on the ground, beside him were the Minister of the Household Department, Zhou Bingcheng, the imperial historian, and Anping Wang Suyao standing beside him.

"General Shen, if you insist on attacking Mongolia, the foundation of our Great Liang will be shaken, not to mention that there is no money in the treasury now!"

"Are you trying to put Daliang in a dilemma?"

"What's on your mind?"

"Master Sun, there are hundreds of thousands of impoverished Daliang people in Beiqiong Land. They need to be protected now. If we can't even protect our own people, how can Daliang win the hearts of the people?"

Shen Juncheng's words immediately angered the emperor.

There was only a crackling sound, and the bookshelf on the side was overturned to the ground.

Zhou Bingcheng, the doctor of the imperial censor, was about to explode with anger. Why is his son-in-law so careless?
What good is it to offend the emperor.

"Shen Juncheng, are you teaching me how to win the hearts of the people?" The emperor was full of coercion, looking at Shen Juncheng angrily.

"I dare not, I just think that the border of Daliang cannot be invaded, and the people of Beiqiong should be protected."

"You think I don't want to?" the emperor scolded angrily, grabbed a folding fan on the table and threw it out.

"What I want to consider is the people of the world, not just the people of Beiqiong."

As soon as the words fell, the folding fan fell to the ground rubbing Shen Juncheng's brow bone, and drops of blood fell on the folding fan, blooming bewitching flowers.

"General Shen, as a general, you may have only considered one side of the situation and failed to consider the whole country, so you need to consider the overall situation." Zhou Bingcheng on the side quickly persuaded.

He didn't want to be affected by the fish in the pond.

With heavy soldiers in hand, Shen Juncheng came to the capital to have some fun, nothing happened, so he patted his ass and left.

As Shen Juncheng's father-in-law, this is terrible.

Think about Princess Anping's mother's family back then, that's not the case.

"Your Majesty, I'm impulsive." Shen Juncheng knew that there was nothing he could do if the stalemate continued, so let's do it first.

He still had to think about how to raise military pay and how to defend Beiqiong.

"Get out of here." After the emperor finished speaking, he swung his sleeves and turned his back to everyone, with a tense expression on his face.

After everyone knelt down and left, King Anping stayed behind.

Seeing King Anping, the emperor was not surprised at all, the corners of his mouth raised, his expression relaxed, and he asked with a smile, "What else is there for third brother?"

"My brother just wants to say that I still have some rewards from the emperor's brother and the private money I saved. If the emperor is worried about not having enough money."

"Your brother can take it out first, after all..."

"No need, it's your money. No matter how poor the national treasury is, it can't use your money. You don't have to worry." The emperor frowned, his expression pensive.

"The Mongols are brave and good at fighting, each of them is extremely brave, and the kung fu in immediate combat is even more top-notch. If we ignore it..." Su Yao continued.

As he spoke, he stared at the emperor's expression. The eagerness and worry in his eyes revealed his worry about the war.

"I'll talk to Shen Juncheng in private, so that he doesn't need to attack, but only needs to defend. He can't go through war anymore." Emperor Su Aotian frowned.

I can't see what's on my mind.

"The younger brother will leave." Su Yao bowed and stepped back.

After leaving the door, he quickly left towards the palace gate.

Seeing Su Yao leave, Su Aotian's dark eyes shone with complicated light, and the entanglement and struggle on his face were fleeting.

Immediately, he appeared calm and calm, with everything in his hands.

"Xiao Weizi, bring me the memorial." After speaking, he let out a long sigh of relief and sat down.

at the same time.

Qingshan Village.

The old Zhang family has made a lot of money this year. The weather has been good recently, so the tofu shop has been open all the time. It is going to close on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. It will be open after the New Year, so there are more things to do on the night of the 22nd.

After eating, everyone gathered in the living room.

Because of the large number of people in the family, Mr. Zhang later made another set of sofas.

But this time the sofa is a simplified version, not so bulky, and the comfort of sitting is not as comfortable as the sofa of the chaise longue, but it is much better than the solid wood bench.

(End of this chapter)