The afternoon sun in June is not the strongest of the year. Sometimes the clear breeze blows in the wilderness and brings coolness. It also blows waves of rice in the rice fields, and the air is full of fragrance of rice.
Smiles appeared on the faces of Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Liu.
This taste is very similar to Xinghua Village.
It makes people feel as if they are back in the village, and they feel at ease.
When he walked to the ridge and squatted down, looking at the ear of rice that was bent down in front of him, Mr. Liu stretched out his hand and squeezed the rice grain, solid and full.
"Looking at the growth of these rice, the farming must be old-fashioned, and the crops are very delicate."
"Master is absurd. What we farmers rely on is the crops to feed, and the crops are processed more carefully. When the autumn harvest is harvested, we can also eat more full." The old man who was working on the other side of the rice field straightened up, wiping his sweat on his face. Zhubian smiled.
"Yes, we are good to the crops, and the crops will give back richly." Walking along the ridge, the sweaty figures working hard in the fields, Mr. Liu squinted and said, "The rice fields in our family, the rice ears must also be bent. The rice stalks are gone. The fragrance of rice wafting out is stronger than here."
Old lady Liu and others followed him, listening to his words knew that the old man was homesick.
They have lived in Xinghua Village all their lives. The older they are, the more attached they are to their family. Even if they leave for a short period of time, they will miss it in their hearts.
No matter how good the outside is, it is not as good as my own home.
"I heard the prince said that Xinghua Village is a paradise, and the old man would like to see it when he has time." Qin Xiao said.
The smile on the old man's face became thick, "The general must come. Then the old man will take you to drink with the old guys in the village. The generals come down from the battlefield to drink refreshingly, and our farmers won't lose you."
"The old man said so, then I must go."
"Waiting for you! Hahaha!"
The hearty laughter filled the fields and was extremely infectious. Even the Croton Red Bean, which was held in the arms of an adult, babbled and waved with his little hands.
"Oh, Croton Red Bean, do you want to go back to Xinghua Village?" Old Lady Liu teased.
"Even if you go, you can't stay long. The imperial family will start enlightenment at the age of three. Your small village does not even have a teacher. That is not delaying the baby." The queen mother immediately said, "Wait for Croton Red Bean Three When they are old, the Aijia asks them for enlightenment, and then stays in the palace, and the Aijia personally supervises them."
"You said that you old lady, you just like to be out of business. There is no teacher in our village, but the baby is definitely happier there than in the palace. Enlightenment at the age of three? Find a big scholar to see the sky and tell them what to say It's like that, can they understand it?"
"How can I not understand? Feng Qingbai was three years old and Nengwen was four years old and was able to martial arts. When he was five years old, he was already able to argue with the master too much. I can still be worse than him?"
The two women are fighting again.
The people around couldn't help but laugh, and when she was with the old lady in the family, the empress dowager always had a high spirits.
Even the tenant farmers working in the fields couldn't help but smile when they heard the words coming from there.
"Unexpectedly, when you were a child, things spread so widely, even the queen mother knew about it." Liu Yusheng followed Feng Qingbai behind the elders, and teased him when he heard the words of the queen mother.
"Fortunately, I have a reputation as a child prodigy." Feng Qingbai's lips raised lightly, and he looked at the woman, "It's better now, better than others in any aspect."
Meeting the man's deep eyes, Liu Yusheng could tell the true meaning of his words at once.
Not only is it a little better than others, but also better than others in bed.
… This shameless.
Fortunately Croton Red Bean still doesn't understand, otherwise he would be disrespectful.
Because the two beans were young and hungry fast, they had to be breast-fed once an hour or so, so everyone didn't go far, just watched the rural scenery around Zhuangzi before returning.
At this time, Feng Mohan was leaning on the bench in Qiande Hall, depressed.
"Uncle Huang and Auntie, they should be in Biezhuang now, right."
"Back to the emperor, the servant doesn't know." Xiaobanzi's face is bitter, and he doesn't know where the prince's villa is, even if he can't estimate the time, the emperor asks, isn't it embarrassing him.
"What do you know?" Feng Mohan snorted and glanced out of the hall door. "Are you still kneeling?"
"Still kneeling. The slave refused to get up no matter how he persuaded, saying that he must see the emperor and beg the emperor himself."
Outside the hall, Concubine Mei was kneeling.
I came before lunch, and I have been kneeling until now, and I haven't left for two hours.
"The emperor, would you like to see me?" Xiaoban hesitated, biting his head, "After all, Concubine Mei is pregnant with the dragon heir. If you kneel for two hours, you may hurt the dragon..."
There was a serious hum from the dragon chair, and the little board was so frightened that it immediately silenced.
"Really capable, even the people around me are pleading for her."
"The emperor, the slave has been wronged!" Xiaobanzi was so frightened that his legs weakened and his face changed. "The slave is loyal to the emperor and can be learned from the sky! The reason why the slave is worried about pleading for the concubine Mei is the blood of the emperor..."
"Okay, as timid as a mouse, why did I pick you as a personal servant at the beginning." Feng Mohan stood up disgustedly and walked out.
Seeing this, the small board hurriedly followed, but he didn't dare to ask for pleading anymore.
If it weren't for the fact that she was pregnant with the emperor's bones and blood, how could he be soft-hearted to intercede for her, causing himself to be rejected by the emperor.
Outside the hall, two figures knelt straight there.
Seeing Feng Mohan coming out, Lingxiang, the maid who was kneeling later, hurried over on her knees, crying, "The emperor, the emperor, the slave is wrong. The slave has eyes but no knowledge of Taishan, and ran into Mrs. Liu, everything is a slave. I beg the emperor to punish her for her fault. It's all the fault of the servant alone. It doesn't matter to the lady, I beg the emperor to forgive the lady and let the lady get up. She is still pregnant with the emperor's flesh and blood!"
Lingxiang cried, stretched out his hand to grab the upper hand of Mo Han's clothes, and was kicked away by him.
Looking down at the woman who was standing upright and kneeling there, looking up at the woman who didn't say a word, Feng Mohan's voice was cold, "You are a maid, even if you don't care about my bones and blood, you have to kneel here for two hours. Forcing me to bow my head to you? The dragon heir you are pregnant with is not as fate as a maid in your eyes?"
"The emperor is angry. You can punish the concubine any way you want. He also asked the emperor to spare Lingxiang a fate. After the concubine entered the harem, there was only this little maid who treats her concubine sincerely, and I beg the emperor to show her mercy." Slowly lowered his eyes and stroked his lower abdomen with one hand, "It is the blessing of this fetus to be reborn in the emperor's house. The emperor's generous once is also to accumulate more blessings for the fetus."
"What a clever mouth! Pointy teeth! I really underestimated you!" Feng Mohan sneered, "Come on! Drag Lingxiang down, hit twenty boards with the stick, and run into the old lady of the Liu family. The death penalty is exempt. , Living sin is inevitable!"