Qin Bei turned around and saw a child about ten years old.
He held a straight stick in his hand and pointed it at himself, his eyes filled with anger.
Qin Bei was surprised, "Your father?"
"yes!"
The stick in the child's hand was pointed at Qin Bei, but his eyes were looking in the direction of Fu Yao.
Qin Bei understood the expression.
"Oh~ He is your father?"
"That's right! My mother said that a bad person came into the village and wanted to take away my father! It must be you!"
The child looked at Qin Bei and said angrily.
"Oh~ I didn't expect that he looks like an honest scholar, but secretly his child is so big."
Qin Bei was also surprised.
Fu Yao actually has a child.
"No, Uncle Zhou is not my biological father, it is my mother who is going to marry Uncle Zhou! I have been to the matchmaker many times!"
"ah?"
After hearing that this was the case, Qin Bei was a little disappointed.
It's a pity that this co-author is not my biological child.
And just when Qin Bei was about to speak, several more children appeared.
Chirping, he directly started to refute the little doll that appeared in the first place.
"Er Gou, you are talking nonsense. The matchmaker has already said that Uncle Zhou has no interest in your mother at all. Uncle Zhou wants to marry my mother!"
"Fart! A good person like Uncle Zhou is certainly suitable for my sister. Why should your mother compare with my sister?"
"Stop talking about it. The village chief's daughter is the one we all sleep with, so stop robbing her!"
...
Listening to these children chattering, Qin Bei finally understood.
How can this be welcomed by a woman? This Fu Yao is welcomed by everyone here.
It’s getting to the point where it’s all eaten by young and old.
"Okay, okay, your father is here, you'd better go and reason with your father."
Qinbei was besieged by these children.
The white clothes were stained by the hands of these little dolls playing with mud.
However, Qin Bei never meant to push anyone away from the beginning to the end. Instead, he started joking with the children.
Fuyao, who came from a distance, also saw the situation here.
He once again recalled Qin Bei's aloof appearance at the beginning, and compared it with his current appearance.
Fu Yao didn't know for a while which of these two appearances was the real Qin Bei.
Maybe both are true.
It's just that Qin Bei's attitude depends on whom he treats.
"Your Majesty, this... the villagers insist on holding a farewell party for me. I really can't shirk it."
Fuyao came to Qin Bei and said awkwardly.
In his opinion, Qin Bei probably didn't like staying in this kind of place.
"I understand! I understand, you are too popular here, I understand."
While talking, Qin Bei did not forget to look at the group of women and girls in the distance.
These people's eyes are now on Fu Yao.
The nostalgia in those eyes makes people reluctant to leave.
After seeing Qin Bei's look, Fu Yao felt even more embarrassed.
"Why don't you go back to the palace first, and I will take my disciples to the palace tomorrow?"
"Hey~ As I said, these are all my own. They may have to report to the palace in the future. I still need to get in touch with them more. I also participated in this farewell party!"
Qin Bei joked.
Fuyao:....
"Then if the prince wants to join, of course he can, but these villagers are simple, and those of your prince..."
Fu Yao didn't say it clearly, but Qin Bei understood what the other party wanted to say.
It's nothing more than my own luxurious things.
"Don't worry, I still have a good idea."
Qin Bei consoled him.
"Then it's decided."
.......
night.
The whole village came.
The influence of Fuyao in the village is indeed great.
It is also very popular with everyone.
At the banquet, Qin Bei saw many young women who were passionate about Fu Yao.
"Sir, let me tell you, you are not incapable. You see so many girls are admiring you, why not just accept them all."
Qin Bei smiled and said to Fu Yao beside him.
Fuyao:....
"I...."
"Don't worry, the palace is very big. Although you can't have three thousand beauties like my father, you can still accommodate three hundred."
Qin Bei said softly.
It was like joking with a long-time friend.
Fu Yao never imagined that the Prince of Five Seals he was following would actually be such a person.
There is no formal shape.
However, seeing Qin Bei munching on meat and drinking from a large bowl, Fu Yao was still a little touched in his heart.
These meat and wine are already excellent for the villagers.
But he knew that for a person like Qin Bei who had been pampered since childhood, these meat and wines were not pleasing to the eye at all.
But Qin Bei seemed to be eating well, which was completely different from when he was drinking tea at his own home.
How could you look so arrogant at that time?
.......
Watching the two of them talking, there were many envious people around them.
Because in their opinion, Fu Yao is about to become famous.
"Shu Zhou, since you want to follow Master Qin to the capital to teach, I, the old man, can't stop you. I just hope you can come back and have a look if you have the opportunity in the future. After all, this is the place where you have stayed for many years."
The village chief held up the wine glass and said to Fu Yao with reluctance in his eyes.
Zhou Shu was the pseudonym he used. As for going to the capital to teach, it was naturally just a reason made up by Fu Yao.
You can't tell Qin Bei's true identity.
"Village Chief, I will do it, don't worry, it's just that after I leave, the hemp weeds we plant next year will have to be sold to vendors at low prices."
Fuyao said respectfully.
Over the years, Fu Yao has developed respect for this mortal village chief.
Although his ability is small, his responsibility is great. The village chief has done a good job in these years.
"It's okay. Anyway, the herbs we grow are collected by the imperial court. Although the price is 10% lower than the market price, it saves us the convenience of selling them ourselves."
The village chief waved his hand.
He didn't care about this.
But Qin Bei on the side frowned, "Wait a minute! If I remember correctly, the imperial court must charge 10% higher than the market price for elixirs grown in the world, right?"
Qin Bei smelled something wrong.
"Master is joking, even the imperial court does not have so much money to spend. It is already very good to be able to charge it according to the market price. And the imperial team comes to collect it in person, which also requires labor costs, which is lower than what is available on the market.
Giving out 10% is completely normal."
The village chief shook his head and smiled.
"It's impossible! It's definitely higher than the market price! This... I can be sure of!"
Qin Bei frowned and almost revealed his identity.
"Master, maybe you heard the gossip somewhere. We have been here for so many years, and it has always been like this, but no one will complain. Everyone is very grateful, because our Majesty Daxia is a good emperor. Because of him, we have this
With such a good life, you can also grow your own elixirs and wait for the court officials to collect them."
When the village chief said this, he couldn't help but look in the direction of the capital.
His eyes were full of reverence, and his face was filled with a genuine smile.
"Really?"
Qin Bei exhaled and put down the wine glass in his hand.