shock!After the abandoned concubine cheated on God of War, she just wanted to farm

Chapter 166 The Romance of Windy Night and Stars

"Father, you don't have to worry. At the foot of Yanmen Mountain, the depressions and slopes stretch for thousands of miles. If terraced fields are cultivated, I estimate that there are seven or eight thousand mu of land.

One mu yields more than 3 shi of millet, and one shi weighs more than 200 jin. Based on the estimation of 300 mu of land, it will produce more than [-] jin of grain. "

Fengranhua's small eyes are rolling around, and his clear voice is raised to popularize it for everyone.

If she took out the grain seeds in the secret realm, she estimated that 700 million catties would be no problem.

The old prince Han blinked his tiger eyes and short eyelashes, and his words were full of surprise, astonishment, and shock. His daughter-in-law has the ability! ! !

Han Jin, who was sitting by the side, saw that Hua'er's whole body softened, which made his heart palpitate.He was delighted that the painting at this moment was like a beam of light, shining like stars in the sky.

His eyes moved slightly, and he held Rou Yi under his wide sleeves without showing any trace.

The big palm wraps the small hand, and gently kneads it, creating a different feeling from the rubbing.

When her hands are steamed stuffed buns?Feng Ranhua bit her lower lip, and stared sideways.

Han Jinyan looked back with affection in his eyes, Feng Ranhua was burned by the tenderness in his eyes.

Aunt Yu saw the subtleties of the two people in front of her from the corner of her eye, her eyes drooped slightly, and she helped the old prince put a pillow on his back.

Old Prince Han on the bed was still gesturing.

"There are several waterfalls in Yanmen Mountain. We built canals to divert the water to the depression of Weiji Mountain. There is a natural depression that can form a lake.

Such well-built terraces are not afraid of lack of water. "

Feng Ranhua saw that her father-in-law was worried about water quality, and she had already checked it out.

In the end, Feng Ranhua proposed that she bought the land for Ji'er and Ling'er, but she would pay taxes according to the laws of Yizhou.

If the old prince Han doesn't care about it, let it go, and give it to his grandchildren, that's naturally good.

Moreover, this method is a major event that benefits the country and the people. Other hills in Yizhou can follow this method. In the future, the people here will still worry about not being able to eat enough.

Outside the house, Mr. Han can hear the happy talk and banquet from a distance inside the house.

Following the boy into the room, he was surprised to find that everyone in the room was filled with joy, even the eldest brother couldn't hide his excitement.

Han Jinyan stood up first and called Third Uncle.

"Third Uncle." Feng Ranhua yelled casually, as a greeting, if he dared to spread rumors about her and ruin her reputation, according to her wishes, he would tear his face apart.

Hearing the reluctant address, Mr. Han felt an evil fire burning his head.

"Brother, are you feeling better?" Sanye Han asked with concern as he sat down beside Old Prince Han's bed.

Old Prince Han still had a smile on his face, gesticulating happily.

But the keen Fengranhua noticed that the father-in-law's smile didn't reach his eyes, it was to guard against Uncle Han.

Seeing Han Sanye looking at the couple, he hesitated to speak.

Han Jinyan left with Fengranhua, Fengranhua lowered his voice and whispered:
"That guy in the room must be the little black guy who sued your father about me."

"Hmph, let me think of a black trick. I have to treat him a few times to relieve the sulk I've been holding in for a long time. Eat salty carrots every day and worry about it, so he's free."

Han Jin's ear was warm and soft, and his soft lips brushed against the base of his ear from time to time.

Vaguely, I can hear the beating of my heart, I don't know if it's my own or the painting's, beating like a small drum.

"I'll take you to the tower." Han Jinyan raised his interest, grabbed Feng Ranhua's waist and spun around, leaped a few times, and headed for the tower behind.

Feng Ranhua flew into the air and was hugged in his arms. His eyes lit up for a moment, and he firmly hooked Han Jinyan's neck.

The guards and servants who were following behind stared blankly at the pair of beauties embracing and flying away, and suddenly felt a little sore. This time the prince brought the princess back to the mansion and was fed dog food all day long.

Could it be that spring is here, everything wakes up, and it's the season of... again.

Standing on the top floor of the tower, Han Jinyan and Feng Ranhua overlooked the entire Yizhou.

Inside the city walls are green brick mansions and courtyards, full of traffic; outside the city walls, there are occasional huts with bricks and tiles, revealing the tranquil atmosphere of an ancient village.

People walking in the distance move around like stick figures, which is very interesting.

"Han Jinyan, you Yizhou is so beautiful, you will be the top of the mountain, and you can see all the mountains, that's how it feels."

Han Jinyan's eyes fell on Hua'er's red lips, and he said softly and forcefully, "Shout Mr. Xiang."

"Uh... Xianggong." Feng Ranhua looked at him like a child wanting candy, and giggled.

Han Jinyan held the painting, his fingertips slipped through his sleeves, and danced on his arms.

"This is your home, and this is your people. Don't talk about yours, mine, your home, or my home."

Looking at Hua'er with burning eyes, he said domineeringly.

Sensing the change in Han Jinyan's eyes, Feng Ranhua's face was dry and hot, feeling the excitement of a tryst, and unconsciously licked his thin lips.

"Well, my home, it's my home, it's our Yizhou."

Facing Han Jinyan, who was burning like fire at this time, Fengranhua softened his tone, and the charm of the fox eyes was overflowing.

"Yeah. Ji'er and Ling'er will live with you in Mercury Village for the time being. After they are three years old, they need to be enlightened in the palace."

Little by little they came together.

The faint scent of a man immediately filled her nose and mouth, like mist like snow, and cold in the quiet, which could easily deprive the brain of oxygen.

"Jier already has a teacher, Mr. Gong, and I'm still abducting Mr. Feng. If Mr. Feng can also be Mr. Ji'er's teacher, the world will be in chaos, and I don't have to worry about Mr. Feng's safety."

"Since I still need to learn strategies to govern the state, Kong Junshi can do it."

Han Jingyan changed from hugging her waist to hugging her, her strong arms tightly wrapped around her waist, her forehead even pressed against her forehead, and her deep eyes like a sea of ​​fire fell on her snow-white neck.

"Uh... Jier needs to learn so many things? What about Linger?"

His nostrils are full of his unique breath, and Feng Ranhua has nowhere to hide, and he seems to be full of anticipation.

"Zhaozhao's master is Mr. Muquan, who is also the younger sister of Kong Junshi. He will return soon. Mr. Muquan's father was a great Confucianist in the former dynasty. Mr. Muquan's knowledge and knowledge are comparable to men, so it is enough for him to teach him.

Girl, there is no need to be so fortunate. She has a brother, a father, and a mother to take care of her. "

In the sky, the twilight recedes, and the dark night strikes.

Feng Ran, who was locked in Han Jinyan's arms, raised his hand, and threw out a soft couch wrapped in two headrests from the small broken book space.

Seeing the soft couch at the base of the wall, Han Jinyan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, Feng Ranhua's face burned, his breathing became a little unsteady, and he glanced at him reproachfully.

It was as if Han Jinyan's energy that had been stored up had been ignited, and a violent storm raged between his lips.

Feng Ranhua half-closed his beautiful eyes, so he didn't bother to struggle, and leaned back directly, simply relying on him.

Han Jinyan's eyes shone hotly, and even his breathing became hot. He brushed the jade-like cheeks in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and asked with a bewitching and petite voice:
"is it okay?"

Wind Dyeing Painting:  ………

Back at Prince Han's Mansion, the two of them shared the same bed, and he made a lot of troubles about what to do, and often missed the door.

Elm knots.

If she doesn't want to, why let him do it.

Feng Ranhua revealed a fierce light, biting Han Jinyan's neck fiercely, like a ghost sucking blood.

(End of this chapter)