Fields of Gold

Hou Xiaoliang moved out a few more steps. My mother, how dare you! You're the only one who can survive after Da-Ming said he was a little white face. Don't be rude, lest the master be ashamed and angry, and don't hesitate to touch a finger of the future master, turn around and see him exhale him.

“Hey, hey! I'm teasing you, too! You said that our industries combined, look at the whole capital, who dares to compete with me? Since then, do I have to count my hand cramps every day?” Yu Xiaograss suddenly had the pride of being the richest woman in the capital.

“How tired are you? Grandpa, send a few men over there. Let them count, and you'll be watching!” Zhu Junyang replied very heavily, his hands gently rubbing on the little girl's soft, oily hair, enjoying the high-end satin feel.

“Hee-hee!” Little money fan Yu Xiaocao smiled, like a little squirrel who had only eaten pine nuts, cute and naughty. Zhu Junyang loves and hates. Who exactly does this Grinch Pokémon look like? Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu are both honest people, big brothers and aunts, and the younger brothers and brothers are fairly stable. This girl, Pokémon, is weird, hurts people into bones.

Zhu Junyang had been relying on Liu on the moon in Yufu before leaving reluctantly. Out of Yu Fu, he took Hou Xiaoliang and went straight to the city gate. Though he never sees it in anyone else's eyes, he now has a daughter-in-law. He can't let his daughter-in-law worry about him. Everything will be fine for the most part. He is not prepared to carry the charge of selfishness!

The army returned to Beijing three days later. The Northwest Gazette came, and the whole city shook and cheered for it. As Yangxian king of Zhenxi, he was also passed on as a “god of war”. In just one year, the Northwest rebels will not be able to lift their heads, and the Northwest will have no border concerns for decades to come. Peace, in all times, is what the people aspire to.

Many people, in order to see the “god of war”, have come to the outskirts of the capital to wait. Three miles outside the capital, the Royal Forest Army has martial law. Because the Emperor himself led Wen Wu Baiguan to welcome the army back to victory.

The first day, the grass was summoned into the palace. In the inner study, Zhu Junfan is examining His Royal Highness's homework. His Royal Highness is a twelve-year-old teenager. His homework has been praised by the Taifu, and he is increasingly looking like a future monarch.

In the past few years in the palace, even though a few little princesses, the biggest little prince, are eight years apart from the prince, or are they three or four years old babies? By the time they were older and qualified, His Royal Highness was almost adult, and no one could get past him! If His Royal Highness does not commit treachery against the King, his position will be very firm. The chaos of the prince's seizure will not happen to the present monarch.

“Master Yu!” Seeing Grass summoned in, Zhu Hanxuan put down his pen and smiled at her.

“Weishen has seen the Emperor, Your Highness!” Yu Xiaocao held the food box in his hand and hesitated for a moment. He bent his knee to pay his respects, but was stopped by the Emperor.

“Come on, don't be such a bluff. Forgive me, give me a seat!” Zhu Junfan has not always focused on red tape in the face of this man crossing his hometown. Pointing to the canteen in her hand, "Yo! I can't think of you. Bring me a present! If I don't summon you, you won't be ready to show up in your life, will you? If I don't see you in the morning, forget it. I'll give you a pass to the palace. Do you think it's set up? ”

Your Majesty, how many words do you mean by this slightly grumbling tone? Yu Xiaograss glanced at the Prince beside him, and found his gaze at himself confused.

“The Emperor, in his official capacity as Weishen, is not yet of the rank of the upper dynasty.” Yu Xiaograss whispered a reminder.

Zhu Junfan hummed. “Why? Do you think I have a small official? I didn't expect you to be a fan. ”

Yu Xiaowei seriously suspected that the Emperor had been crossed by the soul again. Why is it so unusual today? What makes her think the Emperor is jealous of her? Oh, my God, you're freaking out!

Zhu Hanxuan looked at his father and blinked a few times. If Lord Yu hadn't already made out with his cousin, he would really have doubted that Father would have liked Lord Yu! Otherwise, how many words does this sad expression, casual tone mean?

He turned his gaze to Yu Xiaograss, and carefully measured him several times like a small adult, concluding that the more Yu Sir two years, the more he issued, the more he fell to the mark. Needless to say, the blow-blown bomb is like the delicate white skin of a shelled egg, and it throws Jingzhong Girlfriend Xiu away. Besides, those big, brightly moving eyes penetrate people's hearts.

Zhu Han's heart was frightened. He retracted his gaze and looked at his father with concern: Father, are you sure you have any unwanted thoughts about Lord Yu? Never! Uncle Yang has just made a great effort, Herkh, can't you rob his daughter-in-law! In case Uncle Yang gets angry and turns red, there really aren't many of us in Beijing who can stop him...

Father, Father, you have been wise all your life, but don't leave the name of the wife who robbed your son! I must say, Your Royal Highness, you have overdone your brain!

Zhu Hanxuan suddenly discovered that the father's gaze docked with himself and immediately asked him in disguise: “Father, these past years, the adults have been outstanding in merit, let their grievances go, but the position has always been a six-product agricultural officer, the son thinks... should we change? ”

Zhu Junfan took a slight look at his son with appreciation. After all these years, he tried so hard to train this successor, he wanted to be able to take over his class at the age of 20. At that time, he took the queen to the mountains to play with the water and to see it abroad. How handsome and comfortable?

“My lord, the reward is clear, it is Ming Jun's move. In view of this, what position should I give to Master Yu?” Zhu Junfan didn't want to give this man a promotion, but after all, there was no precedent, and he had just given the county master a prize, so he delayed.

Zhu Han pondered slightly and said strictly: “When Peysen and Taifu learned the history, when he saw the Qin dynasty, he had the position of 'History of curing the poppy'.” In his opinion, Master Yu's duties are in keeping with the position of curing the history of the poppy.

“What does the Emperor mean by… adding the role of poppy cure in the household? How many pints are there?” Zhu Junfan's mind thinks of "History of curing the poppy." What the hell? Why don't you know? But in order to maintain his dignity and dignity in front of the Emperor, he pretended to be highly unpredictable.

“Father, didn't you temporarily increase the number of official 'agricultural officers' at this time? Over the years, Yu grows not only western maize, but also high-yielding winter wheat, and the cabin vegetables enrich the winter table. This year, experimental rice cultivation has also yielded promising results. Coupled with a few achievements, why should you go up to the third level? Son thinks it has to be at least four pints. Otherwise, it would be too bad for Master Yu.” Zhu Hanxun was so close to Yu Xiaograss that she naturally had to stand in her shoes for her welfare.

But Yu Xiaograss had no intention of raising his salary. Regardless of her previous life, she has never thought of gaining and has had an extraordinary commitment to earning money, but other fame has been a cigarette for her. She was very satisfied with the status quo and did not intend to be promoted. Because she knew that the higher the position, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. The reason why she couldn't escape the most was that Kyungfu, with more than five grades, had to go to the Dynasty. You have to leave before dawn. Think about it. It's scary!

“Well...” Yu Xiaoxu saw that he was not talking, the position was about to be decided, busily interrupting the father and son to have a lively discussion, “Your Majesty, His Royal Highness, Weishen's current official position has been satisfied. You don't need another promotion, do you? ”

“How can that be!” The father and son spoke alike. Zhu Junfan looked at the small township with hatred for iron and steel. “I am Ming Jun and I am a meritorious minister, I will certainly get the reward I deserve. Sit tight and don't mix with me! ”

Yu Xiaoxue busily said: "Actually, the reward doesn't necessarily need to be promoted! Wouldn't it be nice to have something else, something practical, like gold, silver, jewelry, satin? ”

Zhu Junfan grinned and suddenly asked: "How's your business? The pharmacy and the flowers are not in trouble, are they? ”

“No? Everything's fine!” Yu Xiaograss couldn't touch his head. He stared at the Emperor with a question mark in his eyes. I wonder what he meant by that?

“Since business is good, you don't need money? Why did you fall into the money's eye and not come out? Compared to what we have given you, are you not ninety cows and one penny? You still need money? What's the honor of being an officer in jail? ”

Zhu Junfan glanced at her with anger. In her heart, he said: There is more to the bottom of the house in your hand than my little vault. She also wants to rub my silver flower, and her conscience is very bad.

Yu Xiaoxue still has to make a final struggle: “But… I'm a girl, why such a high position? I am a farm grower, I will live with halibut, I need culture, I need technology, I can't make 'white bone essence’! ”

“Planting fields is enough!! History of curing poppy is a matter of farming! All right, why are you so stubborn? I'm giving you a promotion, and I'm begging you? Cut the crap, I'm bored! ”

Zhu Junfan felt weird and bored, others sharpened their heads, drilled the camp to promote the officer to become rich. This girl is fine, and the opportunity for additional officers to enter the office is sent to her, and she has to push forward. How dare you? His official position is to burn yams? My little heart has been hit by tens of thousands of points. No, I need food to calm down.

“What's in your hand? Always holding it in your hand. Aren't you tired?” Zhu Junfan has been staring at the food box for a long time. Zhu Hanyi looked at it badly. The scent in it had already caused the bug in his stomach to turn upside down, hindering the father to stay in front of him. I'm sorry to reveal it.