Bandit girl unscrupulous: kidnap a prince to farm

Chapter 21 021 Enclosure rich man
On New Year's Eve, not everyone is peaceful.

After Yu Wenzheng returned to the palace, the weak emperor ordered Lou Yuqing to enter the palace to accompany the Fourth Highness to read. Bringing her two sons into the study room, the princess was quietly embroidering sweat towels in the bedroom. The silk handkerchief was stretched tightly by the bandage, her slender fingers were pinching the embroidery needles, and the colored threads were intertwined. A majestic and heroic chi-tiger pattern jumps out, like a living thing.

The concubine's slender eyes stared at the chi and tiger patterns on the handkerchief, her fingers stroked the vivid chi and tiger patterns, her gaze sank.

Not long after, Lou Yuqing packed up her things and left with her father-in-law. After the man left, Lou Shaoqing tied the letter to the pigeon's leg and let it out.

Under the dark night, the snow-white homing pigeon walked through the fireworks on New Year's Eve. The dazzling sparks reflected its snow-white fur with colorful colors. Soon after, the homing pigeon disappeared in the western sky.

Lou Shaoqing did not climb up to the city wall of Ledu City until the carrier pigeons could not be seen. On the narrow-sleeved robe, the palm-wide jade-inlaid belt stretched out a slightly immature waist, and the jet-black hair was wrapped in the jade-inlaid purple gold crown. The extravagant Baozi squinted his eyes and looked at the luxurious caravan that was drifting away on the official road, his face showed a gorgeous color under the reflection of the fireworks in the sky.

Then Baozi stretched out his hand, and a guard presented a pitch-black longbow respectfully. Baozi gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pull the bowstring that was about as high as himself. Let go, the sound of piercing the air whized away, and with a bang, the sharp arrow pierced deeply into the shaft of the chariot.

The sudden back arrow made the people in the convoy panic. The guards searched around, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Lou Yuqing glanced at the place where the long sword came from.

That is the direction of the city gate.

In the darkness, on the undulating lines of the city wall, a small body stood facing the wind, holding a pitch-black longbow in his hand, which was the weapon that his father never left his body when he was young.

Lou Yuqing smiled helplessly, and pulled out the long sword with all her strength, a small sachet was dropped on the arrow, and when she opened it, it was the handkerchief embroidered by the princess.

On the silky silk, the chi and tiger patterns cast a faint luster under the light of the fire, making Shi Shi feel like a living thing!
Lou Yuqing settled down, frowned slightly, and his face was extremely solemn. He carefully put the sweater into his arms, turned his head and glanced at his third younger brother, and turned around and got into the carriage regardless of the panic-stricken people.

Seeing the appearance of the second brother, the beautiful bun on the city wall evoked a smile, threw the longbow to the accompanying guard, looked up at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky, and slowly walked down the city wall.

This year, the world is still not peaceful, the emperor is weak, the military power is difficult to concentrate, the vassal kings are self-reliant, and they are constantly recruiting soldiers. However, under heavy taxes, the tax money paid to the capital is pitifully small.

The fourth prince who was most valued by the incompetent emperor became taciturn after returning to Beijing, even a little inactive, and his usual strong and arrogant attitude became servile, which made the emperor sigh endlessly, and gradually no longer admired himself. The fourth son, the candidate for the heir to the throne was again in a state of vacancy, which attracted the coveted eyes of several princes.

The people who stared at the fourth highness's residence on weekdays also began to feel bored. After the fourth highness came back, he hardly went out. He planted flowers and raised birds with the second son of King Beijing all day long. The only thing that can be seen on weekdays is the release of pigeons in the residence of His Highness the Fourth Prince every day. Flocks of white or gray pigeons rush from the yard to the sky like blankets, circling the capital of Nuo Da. , Fly freely and unrestrainedly.

The vast northwest border of the Daxing Dynasty is high-altitude and dry. Compared with the rich Jiangnan and the Central Plains, it is poor and poor. Even ambitious vassal kings and warlords do not want to extend their tentacles here. King Jing's fief extends from Lintao to the foot of Tianshan Mountain. This vast plateau and boundless desert belong to King Jing of Beijing.

Originally, it only went to Yangguan, but because the Northern Huns always came to invade, the young King of Beijing brought the warriors of the Daxing Dynasty to the foot of Tianshan Mountain, extending the territory of the Daxing Dynasty to here. In order to commend Beijing Because of the king's achievements, he enfeoffed all the land from Lintao to Tianshan to King Beijing. Since then, King Beijing has become the vassal king with the largest land area and the fattest horses.

Such a barren land that is not coveted by others has become the most peaceful place in the world today, and Mu Jinxuan was able to freely enclose land in the wasteland of Dawangzhuang.

"Father, can we really open up wasteland casually?"

Fen Baozi's big eyes flashed suddenly. He was obviously seven years old, and his body had grown a bit taller. His round face was slender, and there was a childish point on his chin. However, Father Wang still thought that the bun in front of him was cute and cute. Every time I see it, I can't help but smile.

"Yes, yes, I am the head of the pavilion. I have the final say. Who owns the land here. We can't open it because there are few men in the family and no one to contribute. We can't plant so much land. There are so many of you. So you can do whatever you want!"

Mu Jinxuan blinked her big black grape-like eyes, smiled and took out a few pieces of rice paper from her bosom, and Mu Zizhou handed over the pen and ink in an extremely cooperative manner.

"Father, what you say is useless, let's write it down!" Fen Baozi continued to blink, and the pink value rose steadily.

"..." Father Wang choked for a moment. Why did he suddenly feel that this harmless little bun seemed like a hunter waiting for his prey to jump into a trap?
A certain bun continued to display his innocent acting skills: "Father, look at us orphans and widows. It is not easy to plow the land and grow crops. It is good to have a proof by writing a document, so that people will say that the father is partial. Doesn't that mean we killed Dad?"

As he spoke, his big eyes flickered, his little head tilted, and his face was ignorant and innocent.

Papa Wang clutched his thumping heart, took the brush with a big wave of his hand, and the writing was completed in one go, even the chapters were stamped together.

Mu Jinxuan looked at the written evidence in black and white, and the smile on her face widened.

From the foot of the mountain to the vast wasteland between the poplar forests, from now on, it belongs to their Mu family!
Sweeping across the vast expanse of land full of weeds, Mu Jinxuan was overwhelmed with emotion, it's good to be a landlord!

(End of this chapter)