Chapter 410: I, Yuan Shu, will not allow my woman to cry
Yuan Shu was never stingy with rewards for his subordinates, but his wealth did not shrink because of these rewards.
He firmly believes that money left in the cellar is of no use except moldiness. Only by spreading the money out and letting them move can more wealth be created.
Although he decided to reward the craftsmen camp with one month's salary this time, these craftsmen and craftsmen went back to spend money after receiving the money.
Drinking, eating, buying clothes, hotels, tailor shops and even shops in the city will become more active with the arrival of money.
The more business they make, the more money they make. If merchants make more money, the business tax collected by Yuan Shu will also increase accordingly.
In this way, you can spend money with your left hand and take it with your right hand. It can not only enhance the enthusiasm of the craftsman camp, but also activate the economy. Why not do it.
"Don't worry, my lord, we have to decide on this reward."
"Ha ha ha ha."
The craftsmanship camp has come to an end for the time being, because there is basically no one Yuan Shu can help with in the future, and we have to rely on the craftsmanship camp.
After Yuan Shu returned home, he did not go to Cai Wenji's place, but came to the small courtyard where Linglong lived alone. He rarely came here since his marriage.
"make."
When the slaves outside the courtyard saw Yuan Shu coming, they wanted to shout loudly.
"Don't make any noise, is Linglong inside?"
Yuan Shu made a gesture of silence to the slave.
"Sister is resting inside."
Because Linglong used to be the eldest sister of the maids, even if she became Yuan Shu's concubine, the maids still treated her as sisters.
"Okay, I'll go there by myself."
After Yuan Shu said this, he left his maid and walked toward Linglong's house.
"Bang bang bang,"
"Bai Zhi, is the young master here?"
There was a knock on the door, and a delicate voice came from inside the house.
"Linglong, it's me who's here."
Yuan Shu smiled and spoke to Linglong.
"Sir, huh, go find the mistress. What are you doing here?"
Hearing Yuan Shu's voice, Linglong was stunned for a moment, and then snorted coldly.
"In this case, I will leave now."
Listening to the sound of retreating footsteps, Linglong stumbled out of the house and opened the door with tears in her eyes.
"Ah, Master, aren't you leaving?"
After opening the door, Yuan Shu's familiar face came into view.
"How can I leave with you here?"
"ah."
After Yuan Shu said this, he directly picked up Linglong and walked into the house.
The sky is filled with flowers and rain again, and I don’t know the beginning of autumn and I don’t know spring.
An hour later, Linglong was held in Yuan Shu's arms, and her green fingers kept drawing small circles on Yuan Shu's chest.
"Sir, why are you so bad? It's only this afternoon and you don't want the sisters to think of me."
While Linglong was speaking, she remembered the madness just now, her pretty face turned red and she couldn't help but bury her head.
"Haha, isn't it bad to have bad points?"
Yuan Shu smiled evilly, but at the same time, what he was thinking about was that it would be more comfortable if he had a cigarette to smoke.
"Okay, Linglong likes the mischief of the young master."
After saying this, Yuan Shu started the second round of crusade, beating Linglong until she surrendered. Looking outside, the treetops were already in the moonlight, silhouetted by candlelight.
"Sir, on your wedding day, you gave Sister Wenji a song called Magpie Bridge, which is famous all over the world. Linglong also wants one. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else. Only I know."
Linglong looked at Yuan Shu beside her with a blushing face, and a hint of envy in her eyes.
That girl was not pregnant. Although Linglong was just a maid, she was also proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and also liked poetry very much.
"So you are so angry. Okay, then I will give Xiao Linglong a poem."
No wonder Linglong has been a little depressed recently. It turned out that the poem "Magpie Bridge Immortal" was the cause of trouble. Fortunately, she has read three hundred Tang poems and Song lyrics, and she was able to copy another poem.
"Really? I'm going to study ink."
When she heard that Yuan Shu was going to give her a poem, Linglong immediately became excited and immediately jumped up to get the Four Treasures of the Study.
"Um."
But as soon as she started to move, she frowned. It turned out that Yuan Shu was too crazy just now. Although he was no longer a Biren, he still couldn't bear it.
"Okay, don't move here, I'll get it."
Seeing Linglong's appearance, Yuan Shu couldn't help but smile. As a man, even if he conquers the world, it is not as satisfying as conquering the women around him.
Yuan Shu put on his clothes and gently lifted the desk to the edge, then lit the candle, unfolded the paper, and began to think of poems.
The first thing that comes to mind is Yuan Haowen's sentence, "Ask what love is in the world, and it will tell you whether life and death are together."
But he seems to only know a few sentences about this word, and it seems that he is still not close to turning it into a poem. He can only put this sentence aside for the time being. When he comes up with it, he will show it off. But what else is there besides this sentence?
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but get up from the collapse and start walking.
"Sir, Linglong is fine, don't worry too much about me."
Seeing Yuan Shu's frown, Linglong couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
Upon hearing Linglong's words, Yuan Shu turned his head, only to see Linglong's pretty face reflected in the candlelight, extremely hazy.
"Suddenly I looked back, and that person was in a dimly lit place."
Xin Qiji's eternal saying also flashed into his mind in an instant.
"How can you call him a tired god? He is."
He stepped over to the desk, picked up the Langhao pen, and began to write on the paper.
The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night,
It blows down even more, and the stars are like rain.
BMW's carved car fills the road with fragrance.
The phoenix flute sounded, jade pots circulated, and fish and dragons danced all night long.
E'er snow willow golden strands.
The laughter is full of fragrance.
People look for him thousands of Baidu.
Suddenly looking back, that person was in a dimly lit place.
It is said that the pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and the clouds move like water. This is the sapphire case of Xin Qiji.
The New Year's Eve was completed in one go.
"It turns out that the young master has not forgotten me. It turns out that I have always been in his heart. I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd. Suddenly I looked back and saw that person in a dimly lit place."
After Linglong heard Yuan Shu finish the last sentence, her eyes were filled with tears. These were tears of happiness and tears of emotion.
"Linglong, as my Yuan Shu's woman, I won't allow you to cry."
Yuan Shu gently wiped away the tears from Linglong's eyes with his fingers, and then slowly pulled her into his arms.
"Sir, Linglong still wants to do it."
Linglong was buried in Yuan Shu's arms, raised her head slightly, and looked at Yuan Shu.
"Linglong, as the saying goes, a heavy gun needs a stone to sharpen it. We have a long way to go. You are also tired. Let's wait for another day."
Yuan Shu could still fight, but Linglong was delicate after all, so he couldn't continue.
"But, Linglong,"
Linglong knew that this was because Yuan Shu took pity on her. She had nothing to be jealous of because her maid, Yuan Shu, could do this. As long as she knew that the young master liked everything about her, it was enough.
Tears filled her eyes again unsatisfactorily.
"I said, I, Yuan Shu, will not allow my woman to cry."
