Farm Widow: Pick up a husband to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 257
Zhang Xiaolan smiled meaningfully at him, and didn't get too entangled in this matter.

"The city wall on this side line should be built higher to prevent it from happening."

There was another plan in my heart, and I didn't mention it first since there was no shadow.

"Master, madam, there is a little boy outside asking to see you."

Yuan Kui knocked on the door of the study respectfully.

Zhang Xiaolan was taken aback.

But I forgot about that kid again.

"You take him directly to the dark guard team of the military camp to practice, and arrange to live there."

"Yes."

He didn't wait for the master and his wife in time last night, but he ran into this dazed young man when he came here early this morning. He was only using this incident to show his face in front of the master.

Unexpectedly, I also disliked it.

"Let's go."

After leaving the study, Yuan Kui pulled Mao Azi, who was standing upright, out of the palace.

"The higher-ups said, you can directly learn your skills in the dark guards, and you will also move to live with the dark guards today."

I don't know what kind of shit luck this scrawny kid in front of me stepped on.

To be able to enter the dark guard of the elite soldiers!

Of course Mao Azi didn't know this.I was shocked all night last night, but I didn't expect that the person who agreed casually turned out to be the current empress!
When the bottom of his heart was still turning a thousand times, Yuan Kui had led him to the martial arts training ground of the dark guards.

This place is full of hard bones, no one is weak!
...Except for this one beside me!
No matter how you look at it, it feels a bit inconsistent.

"Father, mother, these are the accounts for the past few months." Huzi appeared in the study with a thick stack of accounts proudly.

"Tiger has grown up."

It was too dark last night, and I couldn't see his changes clearly through the firelight of the lantern. Today, I saw that the five senses have opened up a lot.

Zhang Xiaolan couldn't help feeling emotional.

"Of course, now I can help my parents share their worries." He patted his chest to assure, very proud, his expression was worse than "My parents praised me! My parents praised me!"

"Our son is a lot more stable. Parents still have a few things that need to be handled by manpower. Do you want to share the burden?"

The corners of Jing Yuan's mouth couldn't help but rise.

"If you want it, please tell me what it is. I've been so busy recently that I've been moldy, and I just happen to move my tibia."

"You child."

Zhang Xiaolan shook her head, she was still so restless at such an age.

"At the junction of Xishan and Songshan, several factories need to be built, and some inns and accommodations can be afforded on the official roads connecting these counties."

"No problem, wrap it on me."

With the jade polishing before, Jing Yuan is relieved.

Zhang Xiaolan didn't stop Jing Yuan's ulterior motives, and it was a good thing for her son to practice earlier.

Seeing that the father and son were looking at the map seriously, pointing to what should be repaired, she retreated tacitly.

"Ma'am, but there is an explanation."

Yuan Kui stepped forward to salute, "How is the jade polished?"

"To tell you the truth, madam, tens of thousands of pieces have been polished, and they have been stored in the warehouse."

"Oh, take me to have a look."

She didn't let her son rush to transport the jade out. First, the roads were slippery in the deep winter and the jade was fragile. Second, the quality of jade in this era was far inferior to the batch she mined.

For various reasons, this batch of goods was suppressed in the end, and they were only sold in a small range within the country.

After Yuan Kui opened the secret lock, the scene in front of him was pleasing to the eye.

"The craftsmanship of these craftsmen is really good."

She randomly picked up a hosta, and saw that the texture on the surface was smooth and smooth, more refined than the industrialization of later generations.

"It's all my wife who cherishes talents. Those old craftsmen are also passed down from generation to generation."

Mentioning this Yuan Kui was even more impressed by his wife's foresight.

They have long been looking for the descendants of craftsmen.

(End of this chapter)