On the slopes of the mountains, a layer of slightly green seedlings appeared shallow, which was far from being strong, but there was a different kind of vitality among the ridges.

"The feces cannot be put on anymore, but if there is too much, it will not grow well!"

In the pavilion under the hillside, Zhu Yunxiu was having breakfast with the old man. The early morning air was three points of comfort, one point of water vapor, and one point of laziness.

The old man held his rice bowl and pulled it with big mouthfuls, his eyes falling on the terraces on the hillside, full of tenderness and care.

Zhu Yunxiu served a bowl of soup for the old man, "Grandpa Emperor, drink some soup, the Korean ginseng and chicken soup cooked by Ning'er in the morning!"

"Let's try it!" The old man took the bowl and rumbled a few times like drinking herbal tea, and smiled, "Damn it, the only one who can drink chicken soup in the world when farmers can wake up in the morning!"

"Yesterday, Uncle Twenty-one sent someone to send a lot of tributes, including a few old ginseng trees. It was said that it was about three hundred years old. My grandson specially asked someone to keep it out to give Grandpa the emperor some health medicine!" Zhu Yunsheng smiled.

Zhu Mo's original title was King Chen, but was later renamed by Zhu Yun-hyun to Lelang (Pyongyang) as King Han. He was naughty in the palace when he was a young man, but after he arrived at the fiefdom, he was diligent in his work and loved the people. In terms of government affairs, he changed the high oppression and exploitation of the former Goryeo natives in other regions, and the land was low and corvee was low. He promoted Chinese schools and developed water conservancy to improve people's livelihood.

At the same time, it attracted the former Goryeo gentry to serve him, making the government orders clear. However, the military orders were always tough, and there were some people who were dissatisfied with secret intentions. Every time they discovered, they would be killed.

"What's the use of that thing? It's not as crispy as the big radish!" The old man curled his lips, and ate the rice bowl and soaked the rice with the rice bowl. After eating two bites, he felt that it was not good enough. He poured half a plate of pickles in, and then stirred it with chopsticks, and continued to look at the slope fields. "We are looking forward to a good harvest of this thing now. If it's a real yield of dozens of stones, it will be promoted everywhere."

"Don't be too tired!" Zhu Yunxiu advised softly, "I heard that your legs are not yet sharp, so you have worked in the field with one foot deep and one foot shallow!"

"It's okay!" The old man waved his hand, "It's even more fucking good to be inactive."

The two of them were talking, and Park Bucheng came over and whispered, "Old man, Long live the emperor, Duke Song Feng Sheng, Marquis of Wuding Guo Ying and others are here, waiting outside the village!"

The old man was slightly surprised, "Why are you looking for this?" As he said, he looked at Zhu Yunxiu, "Have you hit them?"

Zhu Yunxi smiled, "It's not easy to beat him. Maybe they figured out some things. They came to express their loyalty to you and your grandson early in the morning!"

The old man thought, "You boy is like your father. You don't say anything directly, you're so naughty!" As he said that, he said, "Let them come over!"

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Duke Feng Sheng of Song took the lead, followed by a group of old men.

They all looked at the scenery in the village in front of them, and they had done a lot of old killers who had done a lot of murder and set fire in their lives. They usually looked at the old age when they looked at the turbid eyes, but their turbid eyes were filled with blood and murderous aura.

But at this moment, they looked at the lush crops in front of them, the lush vegetation and the clear pond. The turbid eyes suddenly became calm, and even looked at the fragrant crops, and the tenderness of the old man surged in their eyes.

In the final analysis, put aside the cloak of killing and setting fire, they are all farmers in the root.

Their fathers and ancestors have been all honest farmers who can’t beat a single stick. Once upon a time, their greatest luxury was to work on the land with sweat, just like their ancestors, to exchange for food and clothing.

"When I was young, I was seven or eight years old. In fact, my family was in a pretty good situation. I was surrounded by several acres of land by the Huai River, and they were all paddy fields. My mother raised pigs and chickens and ducks in the backyard. I was my father's son who was 40 years old. He loved me the most and even brought me a dog to raise!"

"On weekdays, I followed my father to the field, and the dog followed me. The dog was sensible and walked along the footprints of people. When a stranger approached my field, the dog bared his teeth and jumped hard. But he knew that he could not bite people randomly, just scare him!"

The old men looked at the farmland in front of them, and Cao Zhen, the Marquis of Jingchuan, spoke slowly, with his tone of sincere peace that had never been seen before.

"It's a pity that a few years later, a big flood came down, and the Huaihe River broke out, and my family's land was incomplete. The court dragged my father and elder brother to build the river, but never came back. My mother was so ill that she couldn't get up, so she had no money to get medicine, so she could die!"

The old nobles listened silently, and their faces seemed to be recalling the past. Although these old brothers have been together for the rest of their lives, doing good and bad things together, no one wants to say about the sad things of the past.

Because once it is said, everyone will cry.

He has never told anyone what Cao Zhen said just now.

Guo Ying sighed slightly, "What's next?"

"You will know what happened later!" Cao Zhen grinned, "I buried my mother, killed the dog, and came out to rob me after eating, hehe!" At this moment, his laughter sounded a bit complicated, "The dog was too hungry at that time. He might know that I wanted to kill him, so he lay there motionless, closing his eyes and wagging his tail!"

"I have never raised a dog since then!"

After the words came to a quiet place around, and the old men didn't say anything.

"The Emperor is really good. I remember that there is a farm outside the city, but I have never been there!" Feng Sheng said slowly, "I will move to the farm to see if I can pick up the skills of growing crops back then!"

"You can pull it down! You can farm?" Cao Zhen said disdainfully, "Who doesn't know that your Feng family is from a wealthy family. You have been the eldest son since you were a child." As he said, he laughed, "Second brother, let me tell you the truth. If there weren't many strong men in your family back then, I would have taken them to rob me! At that time, Zhu Shou had secretly snatched the whistle and came back to tell me something to do!"

Feng Sheng scolded, "You fuck!"

He is different from these poor nobles. The Feng family is a landlord in the local area. He and his brother Feng Guoyong studied and read and read literacy since childhood, and brought the villagers to build villages to protect themselves, which is different from other people who robbed families and robbed them.

This is also the reason why he was not as prestige as the other party when Chang Yuchun and others were alive.

When Feng Sheng scolded, the old nobles spoke up again. Disharmonious words suddenly floated in the green village.

Suddenly, a crisp laughter from a child came from a distance.

Everyone looked around and was surprised.

A familiar figure appeared in his sight, with half-white hair and beard showing off as he ran, and a child with two braids on his shoulders was carrying a small iron cage on one hand and a hand holding the man's hair, smiling happily.

"Lan Xiaoer?" Feng Sheng exclaimed.

Guo Ying rubbed her eyes, "Crown Prince?"

Not far away, running in the field was the blue jade carrying six kilograms of it on his shoulder.

And at this time, Lan Yu also saw this.

"Brother Feng, are you here?" Lan Yu carried six pounds and ran over for a long time.

Behind him was a pure white lion dog, sticking out his tongue and keeping his feet. Not far away, the eunuch was so nervous that he was as breathless as the fish that had come ashore, and was out of breath.

"Why are you here?" Cao Zhen asked in confusion.

"Help the old emperor farm!" Lan Yu laughed.
Chapter completed!