"Last time, the village helped catch those bandits, and the government office said they would give them a reward, but the money hasn't been paid yet!"
Xiao Yu nodded. The people from the West Village of Fengxia Village who captured the mountain bandits had made great contributions and should be rewarded with fifty taels of silver. However, Zhao Jingyun never gave it because the Taozhou Yamen Office is very poor now.
Things are different now. After taking down the Feng family and the government office having money, the creditor Zhao Luoyang came to the door.
She was like this back then, always remembering that his fake grandmother beat him, and she found the opportunity to huddle in the grass and throw stones at his fake grandmother.
When she pinched her waist and complained about him, her expression was no different from now.
Xiao Yu suddenly felt that he was much better and didn't feel so cold anymore.
"It should be given," Xiao Yu said, "Zhao Jingyun will remember it."
Zhao Luoyang nodded. It's a pity that this reward will not be counted on her, but she should be able to get her family's share. Plus the things that Adi and the others collected, they can also get it in bits and pieces.
Increase some wealth value.
Zhao Luoyang calculated the value of her wealth. She had to accumulate it bit by bit. Of course, it would be great if there were accounts in the village. Her private account would be taken first, and then the public account.
Xiao Yu looked at Zhao Luoyang's thinking look and couldn't help but smile. The little squirrel was diligently hiding food in the hole. How could anyone be willing to snatch it?
Zhao Luoyang said: "Are you laughing at me?"
"No." Xiao Yu immediately denied it. He didn't dare to laugh. If he made her unhappy, he didn't know if his health would be reduced. Even though he was not Shi Jiu now, he was used to making her happy.
While the two were talking, Chen's mother came into the room again and brought a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Zhao Luoyang told Shi Jiu that she should buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake today, but unfortunately she forgot when she left the city.
Now this plate of freshly made sweet-scented osmanthus cake was placed in front of her.
The little mute is still the same little mute.
Zhao Luoyang picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and took a bite. The dimples appeared on her cheeks again. She found that Xiao Yu had not done anything and was just looking at her. She lowered her eyes and looked at the plate, then picked up the plate and handed it to Xiao Yu.
: "Don't just look at me, you eat too."
Mother Chen, who had just walked to the door, felt her heart skip a beat when she heard this. The cooks in the palace knew how to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but her young master would never eat it. They didn't even dare to mention it in front of him.
The Zhao family girl... is different, the young master may not care.
With this thought in her mind, Mother Chen closed the door and left.
Xiao Yu did not pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the smile on his face faded a little. Just when he was about to find an excuse to shirk, he heard Zhao Luoyang's voice again: "I can't eat so much, but I can only share it with you."
piece."
Under the light, her smile was warm, and her eyes contained a clear smile, without any other meaning.
Xiao Yu reached out and took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the two of them put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake into their mouths with exactly the same movements.
The cake melts immediately in your mouth, and the sweet scent of osmanthus seems to spread into your heart.
Zhao Luoyang watched Xiao Yu swallow it. In her memory, the little mute was not picky about food.
"This osmanthus cake is delicious, better than anything I have tasted before."
Xiao Yu seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while he came back to his senses. He gently gathered the cloak around him.
Zhao Luoyang immediately stood up and moved the warm cage towards Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu looked at Zhao Luoyang's delicate figure and then at the warm cage. The chill that had just arisen in his heart suddenly dissipated.
Zhao Luoyang sat down again and Xiao Yu said: "The osmanthus cake in Prince Yu's Mansion is the best because my father likes to eat it."
Zhao Luoyang listened carefully.
Xiao Yu continued: "Besides, every time my father goes on an expedition, the family does a lot of work because it has to be distributed to the generals. This is a habit."
"Sometimes the military order to mobilize troops has not yet been issued. When the generals see the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, they know it is time to pack up."
The little mute would not mention this for no reason. Zhao Luoyang's heart moved: "Then...are you going to eat too?"
Xiao Yu shook his head: "No."
Never mean, have you never eaten it?
Xiao Yu continued: "I wanted to eat it once, but my father ordered me to put it back and said I was not qualified to eat it."
It's just a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but it has to set so many rules. Is the old King Yu stubborn about this tradition, or is he doing this on purpose?
"Later I went to the army," Xiao Yu raised his eyes, his eyes were still clear, "There was still no sweet-scented osmanthus cake, because I was able to stay because of my father's name. Every time my father discussed it in the Chinese army's tent,
As a countermeasure, I will stand at the gate of the military tent holding a halberd."
Zhao Luoyang pursed his lips: "Does the old prince want to train you?"
"I have thought about this before, after all, everyone around me said so," Xiao Yu smiled slightly, "later I realized that he was using me to win over the generals in the army and let them know that even the eldest son of Prince Yu is not as good as his subordinates.
Soldiers are important."
Zhao Luoyang said: "So you haven't left the old prince's service?"
"Well," Xiao Yu looked far away, "I want to earn military merit, and I don't rely on him at all. People must have backbone, right? Don't be looked down upon by others. He will get old, and I am still young. One day he will
Defeat in my hands."
This statement sounded right. Zhao Luoyang felt that if it were her, she might think the same way. Both she and the little mute were unconvinced.
Now that King Yu is dead, the military guards in the hands of the little mute are famous. If they were not afraid of the little mute, the Feng family would not attack him.
So, it should be possible to become mute, right?
Zhao Luoyang said: "You won?"
Xiao Yu shook his head after a long while: "I lost. He had expected that I would be like this. Everything I did in the army after that should be the result he expected."
Zhao Luoyang didn't ask, so the old King Yu was doing his best for his eldest son? Was he just using the wrong method?
But if this is really the case, the little mute's eyes shouldn't be cold and indifferent.
Xiao Yu thought about everything he had experienced in those years, and when the old King Yu passed away, the way he looked at him was like a craftsman proudly looking at an object he had made, which was exactly what he wanted.
At that time, he thought his father still had some father-son affection with him.
"I'll give you a cup of hot tea instead."
The hot tea bowl was brought over again, and Xiao Yu turned his head and saw Zhao Luoyang.
Zhao Luoyang put down the tea and did not leave immediately. Instead, he bent down and gently touched the top of his head: "Everything will be fine."
Such a gentle touch, brushing his hair, was like this when they were children. This was also a scene that appeared countless times in his dreams.
After he returned to Prince Yu's Mansion, he would dream about it when he was in a bad mood. Later, when he went out to fight, he also dreamed about it...
Thinking of this, Xiao Yu's ears felt slightly hot and he did not continue to think about it.
"I'm going back," Zhao Luoyang whispered, "otherwise my grandma should be anxious."
Xiao Yu nodded: "Okay."
He stood up to see her off and watched her figure leave the yard.
Xiao Yu couldn't wait too long, so he immediately called out: "Huaiguang." He had previously ordered Mother Chen to talk to Zhao Luoyang, in order to prevent Zhao Luoyang from calling Shi Jiu in the system.
But even so, there wasn't much time left for him.
Huaiguang came over in response.
Xiao Yu returned to the house: "Has Xue Ding gone back?"
Huaiguang said: "No, I'm still waiting for your orders." They all knew the master's temperament, so they didn't let Xue Ding leave like this.
Huaiguang brought a box and took out a name card: "Master, do you want to use this name card?"
This is what the Young Master explained a few days ago. For Taozhou, there is an excellent opportunity now, but Huaiguang is not sure whether the Young Master will use it? Because it may kill many people.