"Tianci, don't bother to feed Ningning, you can eat too." Zheng Ronghan put two pieces of scrambled eggs into Xu Jinyi's bowl.
After the locust plague, Xu Jinyi suddenly thought that chickens and ducks are the natural enemies of grasshoppers, and the common people can't cultivate fields, but they can catch grasshoppers to raise chickens and ducks. This method can not only cull the raging locusts, but also add some meat and eggs to the people.
Xu Jinyi told Zheng Ronghan about this method, and asked the people's opinions in detail before gradually implementing it.
The plate of scrambled eggs on the table today is the first batch of eggs produced by the chickens and ducks raised by the common people.
At this time of life and death, a handful of food may save a person's life. Even if the government bought a large amount of grain from the grain merchants, the officials did not dare to covet a grain of grain privately, and distributed it to the common people as much as possible.
As a role model for officials, King An and Zheng Ronghan set an example. When he eats, there are only a few pancakes and a few bowls of gruel on the table. If he can see a little green wild vegetables, it will be an excellent meal.
Today these few eggs were stuffed into the county government by the common people. Zheng Ronghan couldn't refuse, so he had to hand them over to the kitchen. At noon, the kitchen made a plate of scrambled eggs.
Zheng Ronghan invited Xu Jinyi to eat with a plate of scrambled eggs.
Xu Jinyi felt sorry for his daughter, so he was reluctant to eat, so he fed Ning Ning two yuan first.
Zheng Ronghan saw that Xu Jinyi was only focused on feeding his daughter, and felt sorry for his little husband, so he hurriedly put it in a bowl for him.
Xu Jinyi stuffed the two pieces of eggs into his mouth, and smiled at Zheng Ronghan, "Thank you, my lord."
However, Zheng Ronghan noticed that Mr. Xiao only ate the two pieces he had picked up for him, and then he refused to move his chopsticks at the eggs again.
Zheng Ronghan sighed and lost his appetite. He turned his head and looked at the sunny weather outside, feeling very sore in his heart, if only God could rain immediately.
If the drought can pass immediately and the people live and work in peace and contentment, he will immediately take Mr. Xiao back to Beijing to return to his orders. At that time, all kinds of delicacies, fine nectar and jade liquid will be placed in front of Mr. Xiao, so that Mr. Xiao can eat his fill.
If the heavens have eyes, you will end the heavy rain as soon as possible, and don't let him pamper the little gentleman who can't pamper him enough, even reluctant to eat the most ordinary egg.
Unexpectedly, the weather changed that afternoon.
The originally scorching sun was covered by a layer of cloud, and the sunny sky was also dimmed. The neighbors rushed to tell each other, yelling loudly that it was going to rain.
The dark clouds gathered more and more, more and more heavy, and finally almost pressed on the roof. The people looked up at the sky, or the wrinkled old man with yellow hair, or the curly haired child who just became the governor, all with hope in their eyes Light, earnestly looking at the sky above his head.
Finally, a flash of lightning that was so bright that it was almost blinding split the dark sky in two, and then there was an ear-piercing thunder in an instant, and the big raindrops fell down.
The people shed tears of joy, and couldn't help running into the rain to accept the belated baptism of God.
The bean-sized raindrops hit the body painfully, but no one was willing to hide in the house. They had waited so long for this rain that they couldn't believe it when they waited for it. Only when they felt the raw pain in their bodies could they be satisfied in their hearts.
Cheers, dancing, tears streaming down my face.
"It's raining, God finally rained."
"Survived, we are saved!"
"The old man can wait until this time, he really survived a catastrophe, there must be a future blessing! Haha, the old man can live another ten years!"
"It's still autumn. After the rain is over, we can grow some radishes and cabbages in the fields. It's not too late for this rain, not too late!"
Xu Jinyi moved a chair, sat under the eaves of the county government office, looked at the people outside who greeted the rain with open arms, and smiled slowly.
"Godsend, it's raining."
Xu Jinyi turned his head and looked at Zheng Ronghan who was also smiling, "My lord, I wish you good weather in the coming year."
"No!" Zheng Ronghan stretched out his palm, followed by the rainwater flowing down from under the eaves, "I wish my Daqing year will be smooth and rainy, and I wish my people in Daqing have plenty of food and clothing every year!"
"Best wishes," Zheng Ronghan looked at his little husband again, his eyes were gentle and loving, "Every wish comes true, always be happy."
It rained heavily for two days and three nights, the scorched and parched land was fully moistened, and the people were beaming with joy.
The first thing Xu Jinyi had to do was to take a hot bath.
I'm ashamed to say it, since Xu Jinyi came to this world, he never took a bath. Before this rain, he felt reluctant to take half a basin of water to wipe his body.
The county government office is not big, and Zheng Ronghan's room is next to Xu Jinyi's. Hearing the sound of splashing water coming from Mr. Xiao's room, Zheng Ronghan's heart felt hairy and itchy, his heart was beating violently, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably.
Zheng Ronghan is the youngest son of the late emperor, and he has been favored by the late emperor since he was born. It is also because of this unique favor that Zheng Ronghan has experienced many open and hidden arrows since he was a child.
In the face of those life-threatening intrigues, Zheng Ronghan had never panicked before, but today he was at a loss for the first time.
Standing is not sitting or sitting. If you don't listen, you can't bear to listen, but you are even more dreamy. He jumped on the bed and covered himself with the quilt, but his ears were pricked up, and he couldn't help but follow the sound of water coming from the next door. He tried to sit at the desk and review the copy, but he still couldn't calm down. The sound of splashing water seemed to have magical power, knocking on his eardrum one after another. He put down his pen and found a piece of Buddhist scriptures to recite intently, but it was still in vain. The clattering sound gathered into a golden halo, flying around in front of his eyes. When he recovered, he could not remember himself at all. Where did I read it.
Zheng Ronghan was powerless, so he simply put down the Buddhist scriptures and completely emptied his mind.
With a crash, the water may have flowed through Mr. Xiao's slender and powerful arms; with a crash, the water may have slid over Mr. Xiao's porcelain white and slender neck; With a straight chest; with a splash, the water may have reached Mr. Xiao's flexible waist, splashed onto Mr. Xiao's slender legs, and finally dripped onto Mr. Xiao's soft and lovely insteps.
The beautiful and charming assumptions in his mind made him flustered and made his breathing rough. Zheng Ronghan closed his eyes, lay down on the back of the chair behind him, his body that was trying to relax was unconsciously tensed into a bow.
Because there was already a small tent of considerable size under him.
Zheng Ronghan is not a lustful person, even before he met Mr. Xiao, he was quite repulsed by sex. Whether it was the emperor's elder brother who wanted to find a princess for him, the queen mother who wanted to give him a room, or the noble son of a romantic family who wanted to invite him to the Chu Pavilion in the brothel, he always shook his head and refused without hesitation.
Now that he is nearly 30 years old, Zheng Ronghan still has no one to sleep with. How many times the emperor and his mother smashed the teacup angrily, and how many times it was rumored that King An would not lift up, he is still the word "no".
Even Zheng Ronghan himself felt that he was cold-hearted by nature, and that he would die alone in the future.
However, after meeting Mr. Xiao, everything changed.
Zheng Ronghan had that kind of dream for the first time. In the dream, he and Mr. Xiao were intertwined and kissed lingeringly; He ruthlessly penetrated Mr. Xiao's body, teardrops hung on his long eyelashes as he bullied him, and weeping softly from his bright red mouth.
The pleasure in the dream often made him numb to the point of trembling and trembling, and finally woke up with a muffled grunt, his lower body was wet and greasy.
There was still a throbbing aftertaste in his body, but it was pitch black in front of his eyes, and the side of the bed was empty, and the enthusiastic and charming little teacher in his dream was completely gone.
It turned out that the so-called cold heart was only because he hadn't met his little gentleman.
Zheng Ronghan listened to the sound of water next door, and slowly moved his big palm down...
When he finally came back to his senses, he pricked up his ears again, but there was no movement at all next door.
Zheng Ronghan stood up suddenly, ran into Mr. Xiao's house in a panic and haste, and opened the door with a "bang".
It rained continuously for two days and three nights, and the low-lying villages had to prevent waterlogging. Mr. Xiao was busy from morning to night these two days. I don’t know how tired he was. If he fell asleep directly while taking a bath, or even slipped into the water by accident—
"Who!" Xu Jinyi was wiping his body with a towel, but suddenly he heard a loud noise, and the door was violently knocked open.
There is no dangerous situation in the house as imagined, only the little gentleman standing outside the bathtub in astonishment.
The whole body is naked.
Zheng Ronghan stared straight at him, Mr. Xiao Yubai's body was too perfect, with some pink after bathing, delicate and tender.
Xu Jinyi grabbed the clothes that were on the shower rack next to him and put them on his body, then he glanced at Zheng Ronghan with a little bit of surprise, "The prince is in such a hurry, what's the matter?"
In just a few seconds, Mr. Xiao's body was tightly covered by a white shirt. Zheng Ronghan felt it was a pity, but when the white coat was wet by the unwiped water droplets on Mr. Xiao's body, he couldn't hide it. A beautiful body is even more alluring, and Zheng Ronghan looked straight at him again.
"My lord!" Xu Jinyi's tone was obviously unhappy.
"Heavenly gift, your room was silent just now, I was afraid you would drown in the water, that's why I—"
"My lord, you don't need to worry about the grass people." Xu Jinyi put on his robe, "The grass people are familiar with water, and they will never drown in a bathtub."
"Yes." Zheng Ronghan eavesdropped and was discovered by Mr. Xiao, feeling quite embarrassed, then staring at the fingers of Mr. Xiao who were buttoning his clothes, Zheng Ronghan stared blankly again. Mr. Xiao's fingers are slender, hooking and pulling like light butterflies fluttering lightly, under the dim light, with a dreamlike beauty.
"My lord is busy with all kinds of affairs, so he must be very tired at this time. If there is nothing else, it is better to go back to the room and rest."
Zheng Ronghan was about to agree, but found that Mr. Xiao had tied up his coat and was walking towards the door. He quickly stopped Mr. Xiao, "Don't call anyone else, I just pour the water for you."
In this society where imperial power is paramount, if other people knew that Zheng Ronghan poured the bath water for him, he would definitely be accused by thousands of people, but before Xu Jinyi could refuse, Zheng Ronghan had already carried the bath water out with his hands.
Xu Jinyi stared at Zheng Ronghan who was not struggling at all, his eyes gradually darkened.