The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 878: Under the Quiet Night


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After this simple reception banquet dispersed, Fu Xiaoguan and others were still sitting in the courtyard chatting about the past, present, and future.

As the night progresses, early frogs chirp and wild insects rustle in the fields.

Wang Er Wangqiang resigned and left. Fu Xiaoguan and Dong Shulan lived in the main room of the courtyard.

New curtains, new quilts, new toiletries, a piece of soap, a bottle of perfume, all prepared in great detail.

"Would it be unbearable for them to receive such a heavy favor all at once?"

As the red candle swayed, Dong Shulan asked worriedly. After all, this imperial village was too huge.

"They can afford it, and this is what they deserve...Shulan, in my heart, they are like my relatives. In Xishan, for the rice seeds of the generation, their family suffered heavy rains. They all stayed by the loser's side."

Fu Xiaoguan was extremely emotional and looked out the window at the quiet night and said: "Without their loyalty, there would be no more than 700 kilograms of rice seeds per mu today. Speaking of which...their contribution to the country is huge. I can’t give you a reward at all!”

Dong Shulan nodded slightly. Food is the foundation of a country. This year, Fu Wudai's rice seeds can almost be grown in the entire Wu Dynasty, which means that the Wu Dynasty's rice output has at least doubled than before.

Rice will be able to fully meet the needs of the people of the Wu Dynasty. No one will go hungry, and no one will die of hunger.

Sweet potatoes have also been promoted across the country, and there will be a large harvest of sweet potatoes this year.

Fu Xiaoguan said that with sweet potatoes, Xiangzhu No. 1 will have a blowout-that is, next year, the problem of pork shortage will be completely solved.

Everyone can now eat meat, and for a better-off family, eating one meal of meat every two or three days will not be a problem.

The outline of his First Five-Year Plan proposed that the problem of food for the people should be solved within five years. Obviously, it can be completed at least two years in advance!

This depends on farmers like Wang Er and Wang Qiang who are loyal to him.

Definitely deserves the award!

"I think... in this case, it is better to be more generous and give Xiaomei a royal decree. In this way, his family will be regarded as a person with official status. If someone wants to secretly do harm to his family, he must Weigh it carefully."

"This is a good idea! Xiaomei's contribution is also huge. There are only six states in Chilechuan. She single-handedly solved more than half of the problems in Ziqizhou... I will reward her with a third-grade imperial title! ”

A third-grade imperial decree, but the magistrate of Mozhou is only a fourth-grade man. This means that when Zhang Xiaomei stands in front of the magistrate of Mozhou, the magistrate of Mozhou must salute.

In this way, Wang Er's family was given a talisman to protect them from the things Dong Shulan was worried about.

Having solved one of his worries, Fu Xiaoguan was in a good mood. He walked over and looked at Dong Shulan obscenely, "Madam, it's late at night, shouldn't we plant rice?"

Dong Shulan's face suddenly turned red and she gave Fu Xiaoguan a blank look.

Having given birth to a child has not affected her figure. Her body is still so exquisite and slim, even plumper than before.

As the first woman Fu Xiaoguan met in this world, Fu Xiaoguan felt very guilty for Dong Shulan.

He stretched out his arms and hugged Dong Shulan from behind, and whispered in her ear: "I still remember that we were by the Qinhuai River, it rained that night, and we hugged each other by the Qinhuai River. At that time, I felt I am the happiest person in the world. I feel that having you means I have everything.”

"We went to Confucius Temple that night. Do you still remember the jujube tree? We picked a lot of dates, but unfortunately the jujube tree is gone now."

"Shu Lan, I can't help you. Speaking of which, the queen should have been you, but I finally decided to give it to Wen Yun. This is not because Wen Yun is the princess of the Yu Dynasty, nor because Because Wen Yun gave birth to a son, but because Wen Yun was too fragile. She seemed strong on the surface, but I know she took too much courage to leave Yu Chao."

Dong Shulan turned his head slightly and whispered: "I know this. I don't want to fight for any queen. Being able to be by your side makes everything worthwhile."

"If you really want to talk about the grievances I feel...do you know how much I wanted to have you alone at the beginning?"

"I don't care how big an official you are, and I never thought you would become an emperor. I just like you who amaze the world with your poems and articles, but you can still go to the fields with your pants rolled up."

"I think that is very real, and days like that make me feel at ease."

"Now...you are too busy worrying about the entire country. I understand this very well, but if I were asked to choose, I would choose the you you were."

Fu Xiaoguan's chin rubbed Dong Shulan's hair, and his hand traveled to the mountain peak. Dong Shulan shuddered with a cry, and then Fu Xiaoguan said softly: "We will go back to the past, believe me."

Dong Shulan couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and her mind was in chaos at this moment.

Fu Xiaoguan's hands were wandering around, and Dong Shulan felt that this spring night was a little hot.

The red candles burned out and the night was dark, but the sound of transplanting rice could be heard.

The morning light is drizzling, the window is white and the sound of chicken is heard.

Fu Xiaoguan opened his eyes and looked at the delicate face in front of him, and his heart suddenly moved again.

Half an hour later, Dong Shulan collapsed on the bed, feeling that everything was worth it, and that this kind of farmhouse was more interesting than the splendid palace.

"Please sleep a little longer, I'm really going to plant rice seedlings."

"Yes." Dong Shulan stretched his waist lazily, looked at Fu Xiaoguan with beautiful eyes, and bit his lips: "Don't do it randomly!"

Fu Xiaoguan grinned, "My rice field has been fixed. I can't finish planting it in my own field. Don't worry, I will never plant it in other people's fields."

Dong Shulan giggled, Fu Xiaoguan slapped her in the face, and Dong Shulan let out a sweet moan, which was full of charm.

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"Master, can you sleep well?"

"..." Is sleeping peacefully or restlessly? Fu Xiaoguan suddenly didn't know how to answer, "Shanghao, by the way, Wang Er, the young master won't be able to come here often in the future. If you have anything to do, remember to write to the young master. The young master wants to know your news."

"Okay, the villain is illiterate, but Wang Qiang learned some words under Xiaomei's pressure, but I'm afraid the writing is not good-looking. Master, please don't make me laugh."

Fu Xiaoguan grinned and thought as he ate the eggs, could it be possible that he could be uglier than my young master?

"Planting rice seedlings today?"

"Well, we have to start planting, otherwise the seedlings at the back may grow too tall."

"Okay, Master, I will go too after dinner."

"..." Wang Er was startled while smoking a dry cigarette, "No, the young master's identity is different now. Everyone in Wangjia Village knows the young master and his identity. If word spreads... How can people afford it?"

Fu Xiaoguan thought for a moment, and Wang Er's words made sense.

The emperor is planting rice in Wangjia Village. If word spreads, I am afraid that Wangjia Village will be drowned in spit.

"Okay..." Fu Xiaoguan said with regret: "Then the young master can just take a look."


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