Datang: After Marrying A Vegetative Princess, I Went Crazy With Joy

The autumn wind is bleak, on the outskirts of Chang'an City.

The fields at the intersection of Wannian County and Chang'an County were crowded with black crowds.

"Zhu Laosan, you bastard, I remember that your son received the god's grain yesterday, what are you doing today?"

The head of Wannian County looked at the old man who kept bowing in front of him, and cursed angrily.

The skirt of the old man was open, revealing the sun-tanned thin chest, and the third child of the old man had a flattering smile on his face.

"My lord, my worthless son and I have already separated. What he gets is his own, so it can't be counted on the head of the little old man!"

The head of Wannian County was immediately laughed out of anger.

"I visit the countryside for more than half a year out of a year. What's going on in your house, can you hide it from my eyes?"

"Besides, among the grain seeds your son received yesterday, you belonged to them. Could it be that you were deceived by the lard, and if you want to be here with me, who will cheat the grain seeds?"

If it was the past, when the master was angry, ordinary people would have gone as far as they could.

But at this time Zhu Laosan's wrinkled face was full of pleading, he just kept nodding and bowing, pleading.

The villagers behind him also booed.

"Zhu Laosan, the grain seeds your son took back yesterday were eaten by your gluttonous daughter-in-law again?"

As soon as these words came out, cheerful laughter rang out all around.

960 Zhu Lao San not only didn't feel ashamed and disappointed, but his eyes lit up, and a sly look appeared on his face.

He didn't say anything to refute, but let out a long sigh, looking like a sigh.

"No way, did you really eat your family's grain seeds?"

"Your son is the most filial, and he will cling to you with everything he has to eat. Tell us, what does the divine food taste like?"

Zhu Laosan's eyeballs rolled around, and he closed his eyes slightly, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

"To tell you the truth, old man, I have never eaten such delicious food in my life!"

At the moment, the people around were amazed and envious.

Zhu Laosan's clumsy acting skills, of course, can't fool the Wannian county master.

However, he also knew that Zhu's third thought was nothing more than wanting to get more grain.

Grain seeds are precious, even for the common people in Chang'an, they are all rationed according to the head, and there is absolutely no reason to give more.

However, the situation of Zhu's family in front of them is somewhat different.

This old man had four sons in his life, three of them died on the battlefield, leaving only one son to support his parents at home.

What's more terrible is that in the next generation, there are more than ten grandchildren who are not yet ten years old.

There are only two strong laborers in the family. Even though the military achievements of the three sons have exchanged a lot of land, the life is stretched and there is always not enough food.

After thinking about it, the master took out a small cloth bag and gave it to Zhu Laosan.

"These grains are all grown by His Majesty himself. His Majesty misses you mud-legged people, and he is reluctant to eat them, but you, an old thing, enjoyed it in advance.

Speaking of this, the master laughed and cursed: "Take your family's grain seeds and get out of here!"

Zhu Laosan's old face suddenly burst into a smile like a shriveled chrysanthemum.

He took the grain, kowtowed three times in the direction of the palace, and then left happily.

At this time, the master turned his head and looked viciously at the people who were receiving grain seeds around him.

"You don't have to think that this official is biased. If someone is like Zhu Laosan and has three sons who died for the country, this official doesn't mind giving you more benefits."

Hearing this, the common people, who were just about to move, immediately settled down.

Unknowingly, the shadow of the sun slanted to the west.

After a busy day, the head secretary of Wannian County stretched his stiff neck and prepared to go home.

At this time, he saw a group of people coming from the opposite side, headed by the chief bookkeeper of Chang'an County.

Chang'an and Wannian counties belong to Gyeonggi County.

Those who usually look up and see each other when they look down have fought fiercely for the title of the number one county in the world, and they are old enemies.

The two chief bookkeepers looked at each other, then snorted coldly at the same time.

Seeing the back of the other party walking away, Wannian County Chief Registrar smiled disdainfully.

He lowered his head and gently stroked the grain seeds piled on the bullock cart.

The other party (aefd) was arrogant in front of him, but he didn't know that the grains distributed by Wannian County this time were 20% more than his Chang'an County.

Speaking of it, I was panicked, for the extra 20%, my Shangguan made a special trip to beg for four or five days.

The dignified county magistrate from the sixth rank was rolling and crying like a confinement baby, which made the county magistrate's brother-in-law, who was a Tuntian doctor, relieved.

With 20% more grain, the output of Wannian County next year will be hundreds of thousands of catties more than that of Chang'an County.

How does your Chang'an County compare with us?

The head of Wannian County raised his head and looked at the endless fields in front of him.

Although the autumn grain has been harvested, the fields are empty.

However, he seems to have seen the next year, where potatoes and sweet potatoes will pile up like mountains.

Outside Chang'an City, at the head of Baqiao Bridge, there are farewell scenes everywhere.

The guard of honor of Jiangxia Wang Li Daozong left the city slowly.

On the carriage, Li Daozong couldn't help sighing as he looked at his daughter who was silent and unhappy.

"Then Su Li is Changle's husband, even though she is good in every way, she is not yours, so why should you be like this?"

Li Daozong, who has fought in the battlefield all his life, is straightforward even when facing his daughter.

One word from his father pierced his own thoughts, but Li Xueyan did not show the coddling attitude of an ordinary woman.

She smiled and said: "Father, I understand what you said, and I don't have any thoughts that I shouldn't have."

"Your temperament follows me. If you can afford it, then let it go. Don't think too much about it." Li Daozong nodded and said.

Can you afford it, can you let it go...

Li Xueyan sighed in her heart, and couldn't help feeling a burst of bitterness.

Outside the car window, the scholars seeing off their friends were all reciting poems written by Su Li.

For some reason, Li Xueyan recalled the night when Chang'an City was so brilliant because of Su Li's poem.

The memory couldn't help being pulled back to the moment when I first met Su Li in the Princess Mansion.

At that time, she just thought that handsome man was a good belonging for Changle.

Who would have thought that within just a few months of getting along, Su Li would leave an indelible imprint in her heart.

She, who never dreamed before, has been in a trance recently, and is always awakened by nightmares at night.

The scenes that appeared in the dream, although she was extremely eager, made her fall into deep fear.

Ever since she was young, no matter what she faced, Li Xueyan knew exactly what she should do.

This time, of course, is no exception.

It's time for her to leave!

For no reason, deep sadness welled up in her heart.

Li Xueyan can't lie to herself!

She admires Su Li, but she also knows that her thinking is wrong.

I can't love, so I can only choose to leave......