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

Chapter 276 Dayun's Disabled Veteran
"Your Majesty, I don't dare to speculate on the holy will, but I often hear my old father mention that the new emperor's family has always cared about the people, and he is a wise king." Xun Xiao didn't dare to discuss this matter without authorization, and could only reply ambiguously.

After leaving Dayuan Palace, Xun Xiao went back to her own house.

"The son is back."

"Pack up your luggage and go back to Dayun soon."

After uttering a few short words, the butler behind him was taken aback, but nodded respectfully, and ordered his servants to pack up quickly.

After returning to the study, Xunshan took out a pen and paper and wrote a letter to the family, and sent his servants back to Youzhou urgently.
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Castle Peak~
"Good news from the capital, Dayuan has surrendered."

Jing Yuan handed the letter to Zhang Xiaolan who was practicing calligraphy seriously.

"Didn't you know this from the beginning?" She glanced at it, didn't pay much attention to it, and practiced the strokes seriously with the strength in her hand.

I finally got some free time recently, so it's time to practice calligraphy.

"Aren't you wondering what the little emperor asked for?"

"What's so curious, anyway, you won't allow it if it's too much, and now the power is in your hands."

Zhang Xiaolan was very casual, and continued to practice without raising her head. For her now, there was no major matter worth worrying about.

The only thing is to make money~
"Hey, why do I feel that our recovered two countries are too poor."

When I think of money, I have to have a headache.

When other big countries regain a piece of territory, they are all rich and rich, but their own husbands and fathers take one and pay for the other.

"It's time to pick the camellia trees on the top of Luohe Mountain."

"It's time to pick it, and it's time to send someone there. I've been thinking about whether to bring the camellia fruit back here to make it, or build an oil refining workshop on the spot."

There is an earthquake zone over there, and it is difficult for Jing Yuan to make decisions for a while.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaolan couldn't help but look up, "The people over there are not suitable for living. If you spend a lot of energy and manpower to build another oil refinery, it will not be worth the loss if there is an earthquake in the future."

"But this back and forth transfer is also a waste of life and money."

"It's better to spend your life and money than to lose your life."

Human life is too cheap in this era, Zhang Xiaolan really doesn't like that people value things outside of themselves more than life.

Zhang Xiaolan's words made him enlightened...

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Yuan Kui sadly went to the boundary of Luohe River again, and ordered people to pick ripe camellia fruits on the top of the mountain for seven or eight days.

"Everyone, be quick with your hands and feet, and scrape off the pine oil on the pine tree along the way!"

"Boss, the boss really said that we are done with this trip, can each person share five taels of silver?"

"Have you ever seen Grandpa renege on a debt?"

"That's not true. It's a good thing that the pie fell from the sky. I don't think it will fall on our brother's head."

There is nothing wrong with what Zhang Laizi said.

A few disabled veterans behind him couldn't help but prick up their ears to listen.

Since they retired from the battlefield, although they were placed in various villages as ordinary people.

But the blood in their bones is still attached to the military camp.

And this time it was the boss who took the initiative to summon them to do this matter, so he somehow felt that he was still useful to Dayun!
Yuan Kui was taken aback, thinking that these brothers were born and died. Although they retired, every time they practiced for a morning run, the raging fire in their eyes was something he couldn't ignore even if he closed his eyes.

"It was Madam's suggestion. From now on, you all stay in the oil refinery. Once you have mastered the skills of these camellia fruits, you will go to various states and counties to practice. I will give you some dividends every year, and you will be guaranteed in your old age."

(End of this chapter)