reborn son

Chapter 821 Argument
Li Dongyang sat in the study and thought for a long time, and decided to contribute to agricultural planting, write down the farming methods he knew, and take this matter seriously.

The country is rich and the people are strong. If the whole people want to practice martial arts, the first thing to do is to solve their food. Li Dongyang wrote down the agricultural knowledge that he didn't know much in his previous life.

Hybrid rice, this can be produced, although it can't reach the yield of one or two thousand catties per mu, it can reach several hundred catties.

There is also wheat. Wheat is divided into winter wheat and spring wheat. This thing can also be written. Originally, one crop was planted, but now two crops are planted. I don’t believe they can’t get rich.

Li Dongyang wrote carefully, and at the same time, he also carried up the seeds collected by the caravan to check. If they can be planted, they should be separated and written, so as to bring out the diversity of food.

This busy work lasted until dawn, and the whole Xiaoyao Palace was in motion.

After dawn, Fengyang's heartbroken Xianggong watched the kitchen to make delicious food. Xiaolongbao, soup dumpling, and shrimp dumpling were made. Anyway, Fengyang made the delicious food he remembered.

I don't know if Feng Yang wanted to eat it himself, or if he really felt sorry for Li Dongyang. Anyway, when Li Dongyang washed his face and was ready to enter the palace, the restaurant was already full.

"Tsk tsk, it's so rich, lady, thank you for my husband." Li Dongyang cupped his hands, happily sat down to eat.

Feng Yang's pretty face was blushing, and he quickly served the delicious food, and personally served the meal, Li Dongyang looked sideways at the virtuous side.

After holding back for a while, finally couldn't help it anymore, Li Dongyang asked: "Do you want to go shopping today?"

Feng Yang shook his head, Li Dongyang asked again: "So you want to go out of the city?"

Feng Yang shook his head again, Li Dongyang blinked, he didn't want to go shopping or go out to play, why is Mao so virtuous?

There is a conspiracy in the intuition, how could his little pepper have such a virtuous side.

Feng Yang was so embarrassed that he was stared at, so he said: "Master, I have no advantages except fighting, will you despise me?"

"What are you talking about? Others think you can fight but you can't. This is your strength." Li Dongyang raised his hand to wipe his sweat, it turned out that he was guilty.

Serving Fengyang with breakfast, Li Dongyang began to comfort Fengyang. It is not shameful not to know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as long as he can read it and know whether it is good or bad.

Don’t be afraid if you don’t know female celebrities, we have money, we can buy thousands or eight hundred embroidered girls with money, and we can buy whoever makes female celebrities well, no matter where we need to do it.

Feng Yang loves to hear these words, it's very impressive to hear it, and he bought thousands of eight hundred, which means that he can spend two or three years changing the clothes made by the embroiderer every day.

In the court hall, Meng Kexin rubbed his temples. Yesterday he thought that all the officials would attack Fengyang's life experience, but he didn't expect these people to have a fit this morning.

Say that Fengyang's identity is not worthy of the King of Xiaoyao, and say that Fengyang has no talent or virtue, bah!Meng Ke wanted to pooh their faces.

Why Prince Yun's Mansion left the political arena of Longyuan Kingdom? Wasn't it because of his son's involvement? If Fengyang didn't marry his son, would Prince Yun's Mansion be ostracized by Emperor Longyuan?
Of course, Emperor Longyuan was not a thing either. Long Yuanguo proposed Fengyang and his son's marriage at the beginning, and appointed Fengyang to be the concubine, so that Fengyang's son would inherit Wu.

Unexpectedly, before his son was born, Emperor Long Yuan changed his mind first. Thinking of the treacherous officials and villains surrounded by Emperor Long Yuan, Meng Kexin shook his head for a while.

Emperor Long Yuan used to be considered a wise emperor, but he didn't expect Guang Chang to be careless now, surrounded by a group of villains, and change his mind faster than women.

One second, he hoped that Fengyang would marry Wu's only prince, and the next second, he was worried that Prince Yun's mansion and Zhen Guo's mansion would seek refuge in Wu. Those petty-minded people, tsk tsk!
Meng Kexin shook her head, shaking out the distracting thoughts in her mind. Could this be the time to miss Emperor Long Yuan? She'd better watch the minister's performance.

After the Baiguan performance was over, Meng Kexin cast his eyes on the old matriarch, and asked aloud, "What do you think the old matriarch?"

"The old minister doesn't know what they are talking about. No matter what Feng Yang's previous status was, now Feng Yang is the goddaughter of the old minister, that is, the Concubine's daughter-in-law. She is a spy of the sect."

The old lady Fu glanced at all the officials coldly, and said displeasedly: "I know that you want to marry your daughter into the backyard of Prince Xiaoyao's mansion, but it doesn't make sense for you to attack my daughter if you want to marry your daughter.

Without Prince Yun's Mansion, there is still Confucius Mansion standing behind Fengyang, so you can't help belittle her. "

As soon as these words came out, all the officials were dumbfounded. They subconsciously ignored the existence of the old matriarch. Unexpectedly, the old matriarch still stood up. Of course, they didn't take what the old matriarch said seriously.

What is it to be a daughter, and there is no blood relationship. Why should a woman with no background occupy the position of the concubine? They want to marry their daughter, and they want their daughter to be the concubine even more.

Now their intentions have been dismantled by the old master, and one by one they slapped Wei Daofu again, and turned their guns to attack the old master.

The old matriarch was full of righteousness, raised his head and held his chest up to argue with all the officials, Meng Kexin sat in a high position and watched, and had to say that the old matriarch was a good father.

Regardless of whether it is his own life or not, being able to stand on the opposite side of all officials for Fengyang, his protective heart can be seen from the sun and the moon.

Li Dongyang brought the memorial into the palace, and the little eunuch led him directly into the hall. King Xiaoyao is the only son of the monarch, and the monarch also said that King Xiaoyao can run rampant in the palace.

Now there is no psychological burden at all in the hall, the little eunuch looked at Li Dongyang and said: "The monarch is discussing military and state affairs with the ministers, and the prince will be invited in after the villain enters the pass."

"No hurry, let me listen to what the officials are talking about."

Li Dongyang stood at the entrance of the main hall, listening to the noise coming from inside, he felt quite curious, he hadn't been to court seriously yet.

This fight is so lively, I don't know what they are fighting for?Although governing the country does not rely on disputes, the reason is unclear. Li Dongyang does not object to ministers arguing and debating.

The little eunuch naturally had no objection, and stepped back sideways, but the corners of the guard's mouth twitched, wanting to remind King Xiaoyao what was arguing inside.

Li Dongyang poked his head to listen to the ministers' quarrel, and his face turned dark after listening to it for a while. The gang of feelings were arguing about who could be his concubine.

Oh, let me go, Li Jiangyang doesn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, he has to listen to these old guys in his backyard, I'm sorry!
Not to mention that in the past, his low strength prevented others from intervening in the backyard, not to mention now, who can only decide who his princess is, and whoever stretches out his hands will chop her claws.

Li Dongyang coughed heavily, and refused to let the little eunuch pass the news. He could go in directly, and wait to see how the officials reacted when they saw him.

Those who were close to the entrance of the main hall had already seen Li Dongyang, immediately shut up and stepped back, by the way, poked the front again as a reminder, and those who got the reminder were reminded repeatedly.

When Li Dongyang walked to the center of the hall, only a few noisy red faces were still arguing.

(End of this chapter)