The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 712 The supply of shit is in short supply?

Whether the land has been fertilized or not within ten or eight days is actually not that high of a comparison, but after so many years of cultivation on the side of the Wei River, the soil strength has already been consumed, so once the fertilizer is sprinkled, the short-term Within a short period of time, it had an immediate effect.

However, Li Muyun didn't say these words, mainly because it was useless to say them. For big men like Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji, what they valued was only the result, and the process and principle were not important.

Li Shimin looked at the field thoughtfully, nodded unconsciously: "Not bad, really good, Mu Yun, you finally did something reliable."

Li Muyun scratched his head in embarrassment, and said embarrassingly: "Brother Huang, from what you said, it seems that my younger brother is usually unreliable. In fact, if you ask Mr. Changsun and Mr. Fang, you will know that I have not I didn’t cause any trouble at all, and I don’t know how much more reliable the work is than before.”

"Really?" Li Shimin looked at Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling who had turned their heads in other directions and deliberately pretended not to hear what Li Muyun said, and asked with a half-smile.

Regarding Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling's disrespectful actions, Li Muyun touched his nose helplessly, and said awkwardly: "Uh... sometimes there will be little accidents."

Li Shimin patted Li Muyun's shoulder indifferently: "Okay, don't talk so much, if you delay any longer, I'm afraid it will be late, let's go quickly."

What kind of attitude is this? Why don't you even listen to the explanation? Obviously, I really didn't cause trouble during this period of time, and I didn't do anything unreliable.

Li Muyun looked at the back of Li Er and old Li Yuan disappearing into the carriage, and drooped his shoulders, thinking helplessly.

Two days later, the team arrived at the foot of Lishan Mountain. After sending His Majesty to the palace, the rest of the people dispersed, typically going back to their homes, looking for their mothers, eating their own food....

Among all the people, only Li Yuan lives in a place that is a bit different. In the depths of the mountain, in an inconspicuous mountain depression, a village built after the Shuozhou cottage is hidden in the forest. The village next to it is no different.

Old Li Yuan smiled happily after seeing the stockade, and kept praising himself for not loving Li Muyun, his adopted son, in vain.

After such a long time interval, the little old man always thought that the time in Shuozhou was the happiest life he had after retirement. He played chess every day, listened to music, and took a nap under the shade of a tree when he was tired. Amidst the chirping of insects all around, I felt extremely relaxed, and my whole body became much more lively.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with the layout here?" Li Muyun asked with a smile in his eyes as he looked at the little old man who was sitting on the rocking chair and squinted and swayed.

Old Li Yuan stretched out one hand and held it in the air, nodded slightly: "Well, you have a heart."

In the next second, a small teapot was placed in Li Yuan's hand. The pure black body was covered with a layer of paste, obviously it had been used all the time.

The little old man took a sip of tea, looked up comfortably at the sky through the leaves of the sycamore tree above his head, and waved his other hand at Li Muyun and the others: "Go and do your work, don't disturb my peace if you have nothing to do."

"No!" Seeing that the little old man's state was not quite right, Li Muyun didn't say anything more, gave the old man a bow and retreated.

"Muyun, is the Supreme Emperor okay? Why is something wrong with the situation?" The third fat man appeared beside Li Muyun at some point, and asked worriedly.

Li Muyun glanced back at old Li Yuan, sighed and said, "I don't know, maybe it's because I'm in a bad mood, old kids, old kids, the older you get, the younger you get, let's just leave it alone."

The three fatty nodded in agreement: "Well, we can't control it if we want to, and we still have a lot of things waiting to be dealt with here."

"What the hell? Why didn't I know?" Li Muyun asked in bewilderment.

The three fatty put on a thief-like expression, and looked at Li Muyun gleefully: "You will find out when you go to the front in a while, there are quite a few people waiting for you in the Gathering Hall."

Suspicious in Li Muyun's heart, there was a faint bad idea, and he took the three fat men around the back village, and before they entered the Juyi hall, they heard Cheng Yaojin's voice shouting there: "I don't care so much, anyway, I want Fifty cars of waste, whoever dares to disagree, first ask my pair of fists."

Yu Chigong's voice came out immediately: "I'm afraid you won't succeed, but I want to see how powerful your fist is."

"Old Hei Yuchi, don't turn your elbows outward. Don't forget which side you are on. Even if we don't kiss each other, we still kiss with a knife. Don't tell me you want those old men to look at us It can't be reversed."

I don't know that Cheng Yaojin really wants to be consistent with the outside world, anyway, Li Muyun feels that this old man's performance today is a bit timid.

But soon, someone inside said: "Li Muyun hasn't appeared yet, why are you making a fuss, maybe there are so many things that you can't finish them all."

Hearing this, Li Muyun basically knew what was arguing inside, and glanced at the third fat man with a strange smile on his face: "The trouble you are talking about is them?"

"Yes, they arrived as soon as the Supreme Emperor's front foot arrived, and the purpose was the methane waste." The three fat men leaned on the door frame of the back door of Juyi hall, with indescribable ridicule in their tone.

At that moment, Li Muyun didn't know how to express the feeling in his heart. Although on the surface, those first-rank bosses in the court were discussing the question of how much biogas waste should be distributed, but this still couldn't change the fact that the waste was just shit. Nature.

This was really an embarrassing and funny thing, no matter how Li Muyun tried to calm himself down, he always had the urge to laugh.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, Li Muyun asked the three fat people: "Then how much do we have?"

The three fat guys thought for a while and said, "It's probably less than two hundred cars."

"Only so much?" Li Muyun felt a headache when he thought of the big bosses who were arguing in the Juyi Hall ahead.

The three fatty rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "These old guys are really, they are usually high-minded, and they don't even bother to mention it. It all changed, and started running to our place to grab shit, not afraid of slapping myself in the face."

Li Muyun leaned against the door frame on the other side, listening to the quarrels coming from inside, said helplessly: "The Tang Dynasty is still based on agriculture. Although those people inside are all important ministers, they still can't change their nature of valuing the fields. Don't believe me. You go to their homes and check to see which one of them doesn't have hundreds of thousands of acres of land."

(End of this chapter)