Bandit girl unscrupulous: kidnap a prince to farm

Chapter 14 014 Monkey Training
Lou Shaoqing led his men and horses through the dense forests of northern Xinjiang. The horse's hooves stepped on the uneven path, splashing flying dust all over the ground. Looking back at Xiao Shizi who tightened the reins.

The tight little face was full of dignity, and the dark eyes looked at the fallen leaves under his feet. An imperceptible dark red on the withered yellow surface came into everyone's sight. The pitch-black piece of cloth was respectfully held up in front of Lou Shaoqing.

The high-quality fabric is Jiangnan tribute brocade that can only be used in the palace, but there are no traces of fighting around, and even the smell of blood has dissipated without a trace.

Lou Shaoqing frowned. It has been more than two months since the accident, and apart from this piece of blood-stained cloth, there is no news of His Highness Si.

Sure enough, should I look for it in a remote place?
"My lord, this is very close to the stockade, should we go and see if there are any fish that escaped the net?"

Lou Shaoqing looked up, and after passing the boulevard in front, it was the place where the accident happened that day, and the cottage was in the barren hills in front.

"No." Pretty Baozi withdrew his gaze: "Find the right person first."

Now that she has guessed her identity, it is absolutely impossible for the little girl to stay there.

Lou Shaoqing got on the horse, kicked the horse's belly, the horse raised its front hooves and galloped all the way, black hair fluttered in the wind, revealing a tight neck and snow-white single clothes, beautiful, like a magnificent picture of iron and blood.

Not only Lou Shaoqing was looking for Yu Wenzheng, but General Wei Zhongruwei was also searching along the road non-stop. The Fourth Highness was seriously injured, and after such a long time, he either died or was rescued. If he died, look for him. After so long, it was time to find the corpse. Now that the corpse was not found, it was only the last possibility. Besides, it took so long, the people above were getting impatient!
General Wei turned his head and motioned for the people behind to follow closely. Several men in black held the reins tightly and lowered their bodies. The horse whizzed over and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Yu Wenzheng, who is far away in Dawangzhuang, is holding up his sleeves and sweating profusely at the moment, holding a sickle, and is harvesting the millet in the field under the sun like an ordinary farmer. His future wife, Mrs. Smiling and waving at him with the radish legs, Yu Wenzheng frowned, and looked down at the bloody gash drawn by the millet leaves on his skinny and tender hands.

I must be a demon to do this here!
Charming Baozi wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at the sun above his head.

Wu Dazhuang took a few people to the accounting room to open a blacksmith shop, and it happened that it was time to rush to harvest again, and almost everyone else's fields could be idle, but the busy people in their fields were turned on their backs!

The rest of the people had to harvest under the scorching sun. In the words of this bun, if the harvest was late, the millet would be gone if it fell to the ground!

So he could only grit his teeth and bury all his complaints in his stomach.

Father Wang planted little millet, and as the head of the department, he had someone to help, so the harvesting would be over soon. With his hands behind his back, he walked slowly along the shade of the trees, and squinted his eyes to see the ground. A busy person, seeing that there seemed to be a lot less men, and there was a handsome bun in the field, he couldn't help frowning, seeing the cheerful pink bun on the ground, the old man immediately grinned and moved closer, He picked a morning glory that bloomed on the side of the road and teased Xiao Baozi.

"Little baby, where are your family members? Why are there only a few people in the field?"

Fen Baozi blinked his big eyes: "They went to learn crafts. They said it was to thank Dad. They must learn the craft well and make a farm tool for Dad."

Hearing this, Father Wang was overjoyed, stretched out his hand and stroked his beard and smiled, "Okay, young people must have a craft. By the way, have you finished harvesting your land? Father will call some people for you."

A certain steamed stuffed bun raised the corners of its mouth and smiled, although there is no shortage of people, the more the better, and...Mu Jinxuan rolled her eyes, her little face became more and more cute.

After a while, there were a few more men in the field, all from the village, and their wives were doing handwork on the field, chatting with Muzizhou occasionally.

So two days of work was done in one day. In the evening, these people also helped to remove the shells and drag the millet to the drying yard for drying.

After a busy day, everyone was tired, Mu Jinxuan thanked the uncles and aunts who came to help like a little adult, and went home cheerfully.

On the way, she held her elder brother's hand tightly while thinking to herself.

Dad also went to the counting room these two days, there needs to be a good arrangement, and some old friendships have to be taken care of by his father. Although the bandit is gone, but the contacts must not be lost, that is the big deal.

However, with such a good harvest at home, some people must feel uncomfortable. They don’t just live here for a year or two and leave, but plan to take root here for a long-term plan, so they can’t make the locals unhappy when the foundation is not stable. Besides, since they plan to live here, there are certain rules that people here should know, so that it will be convenient for them to do something in the future, and it will save someone from messing around again. What is it called?Mu Jinxuan tilted her head, looking ignorant and cute, very innocent, suddenly her big black eyes flashed a gleam of brilliance, Fen Baozi squinted her eyes and smiled cutely, by the way, this is called planning for a rainy day!

For the strangeness of the younger sister, Mu Jinyan has long been familiar with it, but Yu Wenzheng, who is following behind the two brothers and sisters, has deeper and deeper eyes.

When the millet was dry, Mu Jinxuan distributed half a bag of food to each person who came to help, and by the way, Mu Zizhou was moved to show affection and reason, and let these people know that even if their Mu family is not full, Fans are definitely repaying their kindness. If you help their family, you should get their corresponding rewards!

Originally, Mu Zizhou did not agree with this matter, but now that Mu Maofeng is not here, he is making up his mind about the family affairs. Although this year's harvest is bumper, it can't support the family's big business. These guys are all good at eating, so Divide a few bags, and the leftover food is not enough to feed for a year!

But Mu Jinxuan's few words made Mu Zizhou go out with food without saying a word.

"Third Uncle, have you ever seen a monkey trainer?" Fen Baozi narrowed his eyes, a sweet smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, the pink cheeks on his fair cheeks were so cute that people couldn't help but want to pinch them like that. go down
"If you want the monkey to remember what to do is right, you have to give him some benefits. After a long time, the monkey will know that what is done is good, and what is done will be beaten. We are here to take root Well, the so-called big tree attracts the wind, now we have to let them know one thing first, that is to help us, we will definitely not treat you badly, as for those who are doing things secretly, we might as well find a chance to let them know what should not be made!"

The cute little face with pink bubbles, but when he said such cunning and cunning words, even Mu Zizhou could only open his mouth and pick up his chin that fell on the ground. Why did he suddenly feel that even if his elder brother stayed at the bottom? If the accountant doesn't come back, no one can touch a hair of the Mu family!
Yu Wenzheng, who was eavesdropping outside the door, frowned. The short three months he was here made him understand one thing. If he could have half the thought and forbearance of this six-year-old girl, the exiled People, it will definitely not be him Yu Wenzheng!

(End of this chapter)