In the early morning, Lu Zhen was having breakfast when Lu Chang ran in: "Third brother, are you going to Jinghong Tower today?"
Lu Zhen was startled: "What should I do in Jinghong Tower?"
Are you just not going?
Lu Chang looked disappointed. He sat down at the table and scooped out a bowl of porridge himself. It was tasteless white porridge. Looking at the table, there was only a plate of boiled vegetables.
She took a bite of green vegetables, but they had no taste at all.
"Third brother, white porridge with pickled cucumbers, how about you try it?"
"If you don't try it, everything you eat will be the same. I can't taste it anyway."
Lu Chang stuck out his tongue. She really couldn't speak with her mouth.
Third brother's taste. Lu Zhen had finished the last mouthful of porridge and stood up.
Lu Chang quickly finished the porridge in the bowl and said to Lu Zhen: "Third brother, why don't you take me to Jinghong Tower."
Lu Zhen looked at her meaningfully: "Tell me, what do you want?"
Lu Chang said: "Actually, I just want to see if Miss He is in Jinghong Tower."
Lu Zhen snorted softly from his nose, turned around and left. Lu Chang made a face at his back. She thought Miss He was very good, but she just didn't understand why her grandmother and Miss He got along so well, so why did she ask a matchmaker to help her? Is the third brother looking for another marriage? Lu Zhen actually found the same question strange. He had never met He Ran, but he heard from his mother that his grandmother and He Ran hit it off immediately.
It was obvious that grandma liked He Ran, but it was also obvious that grandma still did not agree with the marriage.
Lu Zhen doesn't like this marriage either, not because of He Ran, but because he doesn't want to be caught between his grandmother and mother because of this marriage. He's annoyed!
He took the horse out, so it was better to walk the horse outside the city.
But before walking far, he saw Zhong Yi from a distance.
Zhong Yi didn't see him, but the direction Zhong Yi went to was still Jinghong Tower.
This made Lu Zhen very angry. These Jinyi guards were like flies. They knew that Jinghong Tower was related to Wu'an Hou Mansion, but they still kept a close eye on them.
"Let's go to Jinghong Tower!"
In the next two days, Lu Zhen hung around in front of the Jinghong Tower. When he saw the Jin Yiwei people, Lu Zhen would go over and question them, and even questioned Zhong Yi.
On the third day, the Jin Yiwei no longer brazenly wandered around Jinghong Tower, and Lu Zhen left.
He Ran had never been to Jinghong Tower, but she knew everything that happened outside Jinghong Tower.
The person staring at Jinghong Tower was not Jin Yiwei, but Min Lan.
He Ran felt that it was necessary for her to let Min Lan do something serious, so as not to have to find her from Jinghong Tower.
"Xiaoli, pack up and let's go out of Beijing."
"Yes!"
Xiaoli turned around and went to pack her bags. Grandma said that the boss is always right. Just do what the boss asks you to do.
Xiaoba came over and said, "Bao'er, would you like to take your sweetheart with you?"
"Okay." He Ran patted its head.
Xiaoba suddenly became excited: "Being cute is not a crime, long live your cuteness! Hehehehe, you are so happy that you giggle unconsciously!"
This time when he left the capital, in addition to Xiaoli and Xiaoba, He Ran also brought four new guards with him.
He Ran couldn't think of a good name for the four little girls at the moment, so he simply named them: Liuxia, Jinbo, Hushang and Qingzui.
When Li Jinxiu first heard these four names, she thought they were a bit confusing, but later she realized that they were names only given by the morning, as soon as the city gate opened, He Ran and his party left the city.
Six people and six horses, Xiao Ba was flying in the air. When they were tired, they found a shoulder to stop. When they encountered a post station, they changed horses. The horses stopped and people kept stopping. The next afternoon, they arrived in Xinzhou.
A group of farmers are working, surrounded by uncultivated wasteland.
Liuxia walked over and asked, "Fellow fellow, does this land belong to whoever cultivates it?"
The farmer raised his head, looked at Liuxia, and then looked at the young man leading the horse by the roadside. He saw that they were young, but they were all dressed as scholars. They must be students in the academy who did not distinguish between grains and production.
"How is that possible? All these lands belong to the official. The official asked us to open up wasteland and paid twenty cents for one acre of land."
Liu Xia asked: "Twenty cents? That's not much."
The farmer looked at him and sighed: "The young master has no worries about food and drink, so he feels that twenty pennies is not much, but for us farmers, twenty pennies is already a lot."
Liuxia asked again: "Which official do these lands belong to?"
The farmer didn't know, and pointed in one direction: "Go and ask the military master over there."
The military master was sitting under the tree, facing the spout of the teapot, drinking tea.
He had already seen the movement here, but he didn't pay attention. Like the farmers, he also thought that this was a student from a certain school who came out to see the mulberry trees.
There's nothing to see in Nongsang, it's really free.
After a while, six teenagers came over. They all asked the military master about farming, what else to do after opening up wasteland, whether they can start farming soon, and what to plant, whether to plant melons or beans. So the six people started arguing over whether it was better to plant melons or beans.
The military master waved his hand, and six people went to the side to argue. After a while, they came back. One of them said to the military master: "We can't decide the winner. The military master might as well sell us four acres of land. We can plant melons on two acres and plant two acres of land on them." Dou, let’s compete.”
The military master was annoyed: "Go, go, the land here is not for sale, not even an acre!"
"Why don't you sell it? There's no reason not to sell it. Big houses in the city occasionally sell land." A young man argued.
The military master is even more annoyed. Scholars are so annoying: "What big family in the city? All these lands belong to the army. Does the army understand?"
The six teenagers didn't seem to hear what he said, and were still arguing about planting melons and beans. Fortunately, they finally left. The military master shook his head, annoyed to death.
The six teenagers returned to the road, got on their horses, and headed to another place.
The prince can only have a maximum of three thousand guards. All the three thousand guards of the King of Jin are stationed in Jinyang. It was claimed that these 4000 people were transferred from other places just to help Xinzhou reclaim wasteland.
However, He Ran saw with her own eyes that those who opened up wasteland were real farmers.
These 4000 people were transferred in several batches, but it was the same person who led the troops these times - Tian Guang.
When the last group of people arrived in Xinzhou, Tian Guang did not leave immediately. He also urged the commander of the Xinzhou Guard Fu Yansheng to break these people into pieces and place them in various military camps.
Fu Yansheng treated Tian Guang as an honored guest, and Tian Guang lived very comfortably in Xinzhou.
Tian Guang did not live in the military camp, he lived in Xingjiabao.
The Xing family made a fortune by selling tofu, and their descendants have been successful. They have produced three Jinshi and five Juren. Comfortable.
Tonight, Mr. Xing invited him to drink. Not only did he have wine, but he also had a beautiful woman.
The wine is Fenyangchun, and the beauty is the two top brands of Xinzhou Yueminglou, Yueyue and Mingming.
Everyone who knows Tian Guang knows that Tian Guang has two major hobbies, one is fine wine, and the other is beauty.
Tonight, there were both fine wine and beauties, and Tian Guang was drunk.
Three updates today, more to come~ (End of this chapter)