It was late at night, and the boudoir of Yan Mansion Yan Xiaolou was still lit.

The big red wedding book was carefully put away by Yan Xiaolou, but she sat at the desk and looked at the night in a daze.

Looking back on the past, she met him in a dream in the Red Mansion, and she seemed to see him in that book.

Naturally, the jade tree is in the wind, and the style is outstanding.

Then there was the water tune song in the Mid-Autumn Festival Night, and the person became more and more majestic in his heart.

What kind of person can write a book like that, write a word like that?

The heart of the girl's first love hung on his body like this.

Then he came to Shangjing, and finally saw him, it was really a jade tree in the wind, and it was really full of poetry and books.

He drank in the square building and wrote "Waves and Sands, Toast the East Wind", which was the first time she witnessed his five-step speech, and it was also the first time she clearly knew that it was the person she wanted to marry.

Then he became more familiar, and then he was at ease with himself.

Yan Xiaolou laughed, thinking that he had to thank those bandits on Shangyuan Night for this, if he hadn't blocked that sword for him, I was afraid that he would still not agree to himself.

It is said that those bandits are still imprisoned in the prison of the Jinling Mansion, and Ming'er will have to bring some food to see them.

Now that the matter has been decided, she is at ease, but she thinks that he has gone to the Wu Dynasty, and she doesn't know when she will be able to return, so she can't help but feel a little melancholy, and feel that time seems to pass too slowly.

This was his first day out of Shangjing!

And in the distant Wu Dynasty Kyoto Cloud City, although the night is thick, but the starry sky is bright.

Wu Linger is independent of the cloud viewing platform, and her posture is heroic.

The starry eyes looked at the starry dome and thought to himself that he should go.

I thought, tomorrow I will leave Guanyun City with my women's army and go to the Qishan Corridor to meet him!

Yan'er said that he already had two red faces, and she didn't care about that.

I thought that with my own appearance and ability, could it be that I couldn't compete with the woman named Dong Shulan and Yu Wenyun?

Thinking about what Yan'er said in the letter, he doesn't seem to value beauty, but more than emotion - there is no cat in the world that doesn't eat fish! Wu Ling'er naturally didn't believe it.

She smiled, and the starry sky suddenly lost color.

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How many women in the world admire Fu Xiaoguan's talent, this cannot be counted.

Of course, Fu Xiaoguan has never thought about this problem.

The convoy continued to set off, and there were no accidents along the way.

Fu Xiaoguan occasionally went to talk to Su Mo to comfort Su Mo's wounded heart.

Occasionally go to talk to Su Jue about something, but he stays more in the princess's line.

This car is comfortable to sit in, accompanied by two big beauties, naturally in a happy mood, and occasionally moving hands and feet, it is infinite spring.

Ten days later, at noon.

The convoy came to a halt in the middle of a mountain field.

The soldiers buried the pot to cook, and the students got out of the carriage and moved their already stiff bodies.

Fu Xiaoguan took the second daughter to a field.

There was no snow in the field, but a goose yellow, from which winter wheat had grown.

An old farmer was squatting on the edge of the ground at the moment, heard the lively sound coming from the official road, turned his head to look, and happened to see Fu Xiaoguan and his party who had already walked closer.

He was a little panicked, and quickly stood up, thinking to himself Could it be that the landlord's family is coming to redetermine this year's tax?

I heard that there is a fight in the east, and the state is going to increase taxes, hey...... How are you going to live this day?

Fu Xiaoguan waved his hand to the old farmer, with a smile on his face, and the old farmer knocked the dry tobacco in his hand under the straw shoes and pinned it to his waist, thinking that these people were dressed so gorgeously, I am afraid that they were the officials in the city, and they were about to kneel down to salute, but they were grabbed by Fu Xiaoguan.

"Old man, don't bother me."

In this regard, Yu Wenyun, Dong Shulan and other people who are familiar with Fu Xiaoguan are not surprised, but they are Qin Wenzhe, Shangguan Miao and others.

They didn't understand why Fu Xiaoguan came to this field, they were just curious, so they followed.

And it was a matter of course for them to kowtow to them with such a clay pole, but at this moment, Fu Xiaoguan gave them a different lesson!

Fu Xiaoguan supported the frightened old man with one hand, pointed to the large field with the other, and asked softly, "All these crops belong to your family?" ”

The old man hurriedly said, "Go back to ...... Childe, this is planted by Xiao Lao'er's family. ”

"How many people are in the family? How many fields were planted? ”

Perhaps because Fu Xiaoguan's expression was very kind and his tone was extremely soft, the old farmer looked at Fu Xiaoguan worriedly, his mood was a little lighter, and he said: "Xiao Lao'er has a family of six, ten acres of land, and more than thirty acres of land. ”

"Excluding taxes and rents, can you have enough to fill your stomach? Is there a surplus? ”

"This ......" The old man was quite entangled, not knowing the identity of this group of people, he was silent for a long time, and nodded.

That's not enough, Fu Xiaoguan frowned slightly, thinking that the villagers in the village planted so many fields to eat, could it be that the tax rent in this place was higher?

He didn't ask in detail, because he didn't dare to say anything about the old man.

He squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand to flick the wheat seedlings, "Ruixue Zhaofeng year, old man, this year's wheat harvest should be better." ”

The old farmer also squatted on the edge of the field, with a smile on his face: "What the son said is not bad, but it depends on the weather in April and May. ”

"I don't think the wheat seedlings in this nest are too dense?"

"The seeds that my grandson lost are indeed a little denser, I was thinking about it just now, and after waiting for more than ten days, I need to even out some of them."

An old man and a young man squatted on the edge of the place and pointed and talked about the crops, Qin Wenzhe, Shangguan Miao and the others were immediately impressed by Fu Xiaoguan!

This is the boy who wrote what Yu Chao said about the boy!

He actually knows how to farm!

It sounds like the head is the way, quite profound, could it be that this kid studied growing crops when he was the little landlord in Linjiang?

Xue Pinggui shouldered Fu Xiaoguan's safety, he was standing behind Fu Xiaoguan, and at this moment his eyes fell on Fu Xiaoguan's back, thinking that this person was really different, no wonder General Huo valued it so much.

"The ground is a little rougher when it is plowed, and the soil is too big, and if it can be finely broken up, the wheat seedlings will grow better."

"On the other hand, the wheat seedlings near the edge of the field are obviously much worse than the ones in the middle, because the ground is a little thinner, and secondly, because the weeds on the edge of the field will extend into it, and it is better that there are no trees here, and if trees are planted, the roots will even go deep into the field for several meters. They absorb nutrients from wheat seedlings, which have short roots and cannot rob these weeds. So, if you can dig a trench at the edge of the field, not too deep, and you can cut off the roots of these weeds, then the wheat seedlings on the edge of the ground will grow better. ”

Fu Xiaoguan's words suddenly surprised the old farmer, he knew about these agricultural things, but he was limited to manpower, but he couldn't do it so meticulously.

But for this group of students, these words are even more jerky than sacred studies.

So the students looked at each other, all shocked, thinking that this is the erudition mentioned in the book?