After the exile, the Goddess of War became a group favorite

Chapter 247 Costin's Disappointment
"Haitongqing, what is he doing here?"

Lu Anran murmured in a low voice, and after only a moment's pause, a drop of black ink fell from the brush in his hand, dipping two of the handwriting on the rice paper, frowning, it was useless.

Putting down the brush, he tilted his head to glance at the door, and finally said, "Enter."

squeak--

The door was pushed open, and Qinghuan brought people in.

He was dressed in black with ribbons on his shoulders, his hair was tied casually behind his head, two thin braids were tied from front to back, his long and narrow eagle eyes were as sharp as knives, but the moment he touched Lu Anran, he became Soft and complex.

"Master Hai, please." Qinghuan made a gesture of leading, and at the same time led the way.

Hai Dongqing suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart and followed her footsteps.

On the huge terrace, there was a tea set, and a pot of hot tea was being stewed on the small earthenware stove. As the smoke rose, the faint and sweet fragrance of tea permeated the whole room.

"Master, Mr. Hai is here." Qinghuan Fushen spoke respectfully, and retreated after Lu Anran waved his hand.

"Sit." She said softly, her voice was very soft, like a warm breeze in March.

Hai Dongqing sat down opposite her and watched her pour tea, holding the small pottery cup with green fingers, showing that the fingers were more slender and white as jade.

"What do you want from me?" She said lazily, without raising her eyebrows, as if looking at him was unnecessary.

Hai Dongqing opened his mouth, her indifferent attitude made his whole heart sink, and the thousands of words he had prepared before were destroyed by her. Finally, he laughed at himself and said lightly: "Dagger."

She raised her eyes, her eyes were as deep as an abyss, she couldn't see the bottom of them, and after a while, her thin lips parted slightly: "Is there any reason to go back the things I sent out?"

Hearing this, Hai Dongqing frowned, what did she mean by that?Doesn't she know what that dagger means?No, it's impossible. As the lord of a city, why doesn't he understand the meaning of that dagger?

"City Lord Lu," he said softly, his tone was as gentle as ever, but it seemed alienated, he just looked at her straight with his eyes, trying to see the change of expression on her face: "You should know this What does the dagger represent?"

If you don't want it, please return it to me!
The last sentence stuck in his throat, even though he forced himself to say it, he still couldn't do it.

"Of course I know." She said lightly, with a calm tone, neither sad nor happy.

But it made Hai Dongqing's heart tremble, as if he had expectations, but he was firmly restrained: "City Master Lu, if you..."

da~
A soft sound interrupted his words, he lowered his head, looked away, and saw an exquisite dagger placed on the solid wood coffee table, his pupils tightened suddenly, that dagger was the one he gave her!
"I want the whole Mongolian people." Her deep voice came from her ear.

His whole body was stiff, his head drooped slightly, and the fine ends of his hair slipped past his eyes, casting a dark shadow on his face, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment.

The flowing water was gurgling outside the terrace, and the huge locust tree cast golden mottled light and shadows, covering his stiff and slender figure in it.

There is still the sweetness of bitter tea in the air, which is different from the fragrance of green grass that once wafted on the grassland, and belongs to another kind of dull and restless atmosphere.

"Heh, City Lord Lu," he said in a cold voice when the wind blew the surface of the water and made ripples everywhere, "Don't you think you are too arrogant?"

Lu Anran smiled, grabbed Hai Dongqing's collar and pulled it face to face with him, "People are not frivolous and waste young people, let alone, I have the capital."

The tips of their noses were almost touching, only a finger away, and Hai Dongqing's body became more and more stiff.

The cool wind on the water hit, and the neck was suddenly brushed by the soft hair, which brought an itchy feeling.

Following that, a burst of lotus fragrance wafted into the tip of his nose, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he forced himself to turn his head, "You can't control the Mongolians."

"Then it's not your concern." Lu Anran let go slowly, pushed him softly, pushed him back to sit, twirled his fingertips where he couldn't see, and lazily said: "You just You just need to convince your father."

Hai Dongqing's mind went blank for a moment, and he looked at her with complicated eyes. At first, he wanted to alienate this person, but now...he wanted to get closer.

Just, convincing father...

"Impossible." He wiped out all the charm in his mind, and said calmly: "My father is not the kind of foolhardy man, so it is absolutely impossible, and he will not agree."

Lu Anran raised his eyes, his black pupils reflected his figure, then closed his eyelids, and the whirlpool of Sen Han quietly disappeared in his eyes: "No, he will agree."

Hai Dongqing's pupils shrank, and her tone was too firm, which shook his firm heart a little, but he still said, "Impossible."

Lu Anran closed her eyes and poured herself a cup of tea, "The barbarians will join Licheng."

boom--

This sentence was like a heavy hammer hitting Hai Dongqing's body, which shocked him so much that he didn't even know how he left Yayuan.

All he knew was that the current Li City was just an ordinary city, and any high-ranking person could become a threat to it and her.

But as long as the barbarians join, they will no longer be afraid of any threats, because as long as the number of barbarians joining exceeds [-], it and she will have the strength to resist a country!

After all, the fighting power of the barbarians is something that all monarchs have feared since ancient times!
At present, Licheng, where Lu Anran is located, already has the strength of a small country, and with the addition of barbarians, it is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

"Fifth Prince..."

The boy came over, he waved his hands and moved away from the left and right, frowning and continued to think about various possibilities.

And Lu Anran, who sent people away, has already arrived at the experimental field in Lijia Village, at this moment, he took the plastic shoes handed over by Qinghuan and put them on.

On the side, Lu Changqing, who was watching her put on shoes, couldn't help but frowned: "Anran, I'll just do the work of looking at the water and seedlings. As the lord of a city, how can you do this."

He weighed his toes, and after he got used to it, he said, "Uncle, there is no need to persuade me any more. Hybrid rice is very important. I don't feel relieved unless I see it with my own eyes." After saying that, he went directly to the field to start inspection.

Seeing her persistence, Lu Changqing shook his head helplessly, and followed her.

Eight-year-old Lu Xiaomei stood on the ridge of the field. After touching the water, she sat down on the straw mat and stopped moving. She held the juice in her left hand and the milk tea in her right.

"Why are there so many leeches?" Looking at the densely packed leeches in the field, Lu Anran couldn't help frowning.

Anyone who has planted farmland knows that leeches can greatly affect the growth of rice. If it is light, it will reduce the yield, and if it is serious, it will destroy the whole field.

Lu Changqing also knew this, so he said: "There are too many of these things, and I can't kill them with many methods. I can only catch them and dry them to feed chickens and ducks."

"The leeches suck blood and eat meat. Use raw meat to trap and kill them. The speed must be fast, so as not to affect the growth of rice seedlings. Then use..."

While Lu Anran and Lu Changqing were discussing about eliminating leeches, Sima Wudi also went to Wang's Village, and also saw the excellent growing rice.

He had already noticed that this kind of rice was different from upland rice, so he immediately asked a villager to come over and ask, "Boy, what kind of rice is this?"

(End of this chapter)