In July, the wilderness is hot, and there is a slight burning on the ridges, and if you walk barefoot on the stones exposed to the scorching sun, it is even more hot.

Fortunately, the seedlings were not afraid, and the hard-working farmers carried wooden buckets to fill them with water, so that these small seedlings could be jointed and bloom under the hot sun.

Han Yan's young and immature appearance is not uncommon in the field, the children of the poor are in charge early, most of the children of his age have been farming for several years, their skin is tanned by the sun, their palms become rough when they are young, a mouthful of white teeth is exposed, and their smiles are simple.

Everyone was watering the ground in sweatshirts, only Han Yan, with bare white feet and a silk brocade robe, squatted on a big stone under the tree, carefully peeled the peaches, and carefully checked the peaches in a circle in his hands, and made sure that they were peeled clean before he took a bite, squinting his eyes and snorting.

His clothes look very unusual in the field, incompatible with the environment, and the prince's children and farming are probably not linked.

In fact, Han Yan didn't want to come, damn, the sun was shining, he was not sleeping in the bed at home, and he was pulled out to see a bunch of stupid farmers watering the ground, and only grandfather Han Yan could do this...... And as a prince, don't be cheeky, you really work on the ground.

He is in his fifties, seven feet tall, with a thick black beard on his lips, and he has an aura of sitting and lying down, and his shelves are very good.

A few years ago, during the rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms, the Marquis of Gong Gao Han was the champion of the army, and was known as a generation of famous generals.

What is the most unaccustomed thing about martial artists?

Han Yan thought about it, probably because he was a gentleman like himself, arrogant and lascivious, soft and weak, slow and methodical, making people feel aggrieved when they looked at it, his hands were as tender as a woman, and he didn't have any manly spirit at all......

In this way, after returning to the Marquis of Gonggao for a week, Han Yan couldn't get used to it, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to pull this evil grandson, who grew up in the Taiwo, to see the suffering of the people and experience the hardships of the peasants.

Watering the ground against the sun, Han Yan will not do it if he is killed.

Even if the forests here are reckless, the water and grass are abundant, and there is a tributary of the Zhanghe River not far away, and it only takes a mile to carry water, Han Yan just doesn't want to do it...... One mile of land, one thousand meters, pick two buckets of water back, when will the ground be watered? You're going to be tired daddy.

Far away, Han Yan stepped barefoot in the soft ground, came back with two large buckets of water on his shoulder, and saw Han Yan squatting under the tree eating peaches, his face was tense.

"Grandpa, Uncle Li's peaches are ripe, I bought a basket, come over and eat them." Han Yan took the lead in standing up and beckoning, directly blocking Han Yan's words to be reprimanded.

Lao Han's voice was suffocated, speechless, and he was both aggrieved and relieved. Although your kid is stained with the extravagance of the children of Chang'an, this filial piety is still worthy of recognition, there is something to think of your grandfather first, not bad......

Han Yandang picked the largest soft peach, wiped the peach hair with his palm, did not peel off the skin, bit half of it in one bite, the juice flowed in his mouth, and said: "Yanzi, you have been back for a while, what do you think of our Gonggao Marquis?" ”

"Let's bow to the Marquis of the country." Han Yan stood on the stone and scanned the four directions, thought for a while and said: "The place is too small, and there are too few people, but with a population of 3,000 households, although the terrain is flat, there is a flat river, and there is the Zhanghe River, but it is difficult to achieve a climate. ”

"......" Han Yan was so choked that he couldn't speak, he wanted to show off that the people of Gonggao Marquis were living and working in peace and contentment, and they were governed so well by me, but I didn't think that Han Yan didn't think about it at all, and said that you are not a climate.

I was not happy at the moment, I looked into the distance, the water in my eyes couldn't wave, and I said in a deep voice: "Yanzi, you have been by the crown prince's side for many years, and you have learned some skills with high eyes?" ”

"Grandpa, my eyesight is higher, but my hands are lower."

Han Yan pointed to the farmers who were watering the land in the wilderness and said: "You see everyone is farming under the scorching sun, everyone is diligent, and those who have better physical strength can only water one acre of land at the end of the day, and those who have planted 100 acres of land have to rely on the sky for food. ”

"If you don't use your strength to carry water, can you let the land grow its own water?" Han Yan snorted lightly in his throat, becoming more and more dissatisfied with this little grandson who had only met once in a few years, looking at that arrogant look, if I didn't have grandpa and I would support you, would you be able to mix in Chang'an?

Seeing him snort coldly, Han Yan touched his nose in embarrassment, out of the principle of respecting the old and loving the young, so don't talk back...... Filial piety in the Han Dynasty is above all else, and once it has the reputation of unfilial piety, it will definitely be pointed at by thousands of people and scolded by thousands of people.

However, Han Yan is not an honest person, he misses this cheap grandfather very much when he doesn't come back, and he lacks that sense of closeness when he sees a real person.

It's like running away from home when I was a child, and returning to my hometown twenty years later, except for the freshness of the first side, the rest of the time is full of strangeness and embarrassment.

So this week after coming back, Han Yan was very uncomfortable, and his way of getting along with everyone was more like he was a guest, coming to someone else's house as a guest. Even the slave is more chic than him, he walks more windily than him, and he can laugh with others when he goes to the street, while he can only be watched.

After thinking a lot and looking at the diligent old farmers in the distance, Han Yan asked, "Grandpa, won't you open a canal to divert water?" ”

"The Zhanghe River is low, much lower than the fields, and I haven't heard that the river can flow upstream." Han Yandang was convinced by Han Yan's ignorance and lack of learning.

Han Yan scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Why don't we make a bet, give me a month, and I'll let the land grow its own water, what do you think?" ”

"......" Han Yandang's mouth opened, he really didn't know what to say, but he sighed in his heart, this child is wasted, this child is wasted, and he is mentally retarded to this extent, how can he assist the Han Emperor in the future?

Under the excitement, he didn't even have the mind to deal with Han Yan, and even the idea of educating him was saved, with a seven-foot body, bent over, not as straight as just now, slightly depressed picked up the bucket, and walked alone on the road to the river, his back looked rickety and tired.

The sun is scorching, and I don't know how many buckets of water I have to pick up to water this huge land. The big feet covered in the dirt stepped deeper and shallower into the ground, leaving a long, long trail in the wilderness......

Han Yan looked at this back, sighed, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

The people of this era are industrious and worthy of respect. But it's also ignorant, it's hard to water, then you change your mind, a brain suffers there, gets up early and is greedy for darkness, generation after generation......

People say that if you are poor, you will think about change, but if you are poor for three or five generations, your brain will probably really become a paste.

Looking at the skylight, he sighed, shook his head, carried the bamboo basket containing peaches, put his hands behind his waist, the basket rippled like a tail, sat in the luxury carriage on the side of the road, and went home.

At night, under the service of the maidservant, Han Yan ate the dog soup, ate the rough wheat rice, barely filled his stomach, and sat on the threshold looking up at the sky with some irritability.

The moonlight was faint, like a small boat in the vast sea groping forward, occasionally covered by clouds, and it took a long time to dissipate the faint blur.

After sitting for a while, he seemed to feel a little lonely and shouted "Someone is coming".

There were two servant girls who were so ordinary-looking that they couldn't be recognized in the crowd, Han Yan glanced at them, waved his hand a little impatiently, and said, "Change." ”

“……”

The two little maidservants pursed their lips aggrievedly and bowed, having heard of the strange request of the future heir of the Marquis of Gonggao, for they were already the third batch of slaves to be replaced in a week.

As Han Yandang's own grandson, Han Yan's status in the Gonggao Marquis Kingdom is definitely the ruling class, even if the relationship between him and Han Rongdang is not too harmonious, but the people below him dare not be presumptuous...... A grandson is a grandson, there is a blood in charge, and a grandson is also a grandson.

So Han Yan can do whatever he wants in the Gonggaohou Mansion.

In fact, he simply wanted to find two slaves and maids who looked like signs of appearance to serve him, or to sit on the threshold with him when he felt lonely. It's like the boss looking for a secretary, you have to look at it, but unfortunately the two maids in front of you are not blessed.

In fact, there are also eye-catching, but it's a pity that it is Liu Che and Liu Dingguo's people, and Han Yan, a slave who has been trained by the Imperial Palace and Yanwang Palace, does not dare to ask for it, and he is not at ease with it. Only the slaves and maids of the Gonggaohou Mansion are authentic and their own families.

can be all over the Hou Mansion, only Han Yandang's maid is still smart, Han Yan will occasionally go up to tease and say a few amusing words to satisfy the psychology of the "fair lady" who is about to enter puberty.

Because, he found that he had grown hair under his head and began to develop......

However, Gong Gaohou's feudal kingdom is too small, and it is not easy to find a handmaid with good looks, let alone find a team of beautiful girls with peaks and hips to be your human flesh mattress, without comfort, Han Yan can only miss the journey of Yan Kingdom. Muttering again, I'm so miserable.

The follow-up maidservants did not follow, but it began to drizzle.

The slaves and maids of each family hurriedly went to the courtyard to collect their clothes, and then lifted the skirt and took small steps up the steps, avoiding the dripping eaves, and gently patted the clothes in front of the door......

The lights were lit in the house, and the light stretched to the end of the Gonggaohou Mansion, and the light swayed in the light rain, bringing vitality and tranquility to the world.

Han Yan looked at the figures reciprocating in the rain on the threshold, the clumsy and rough buildings, the ticking raindrops, the light and fire in the Milky Way like fine quicksand, the pavilions and gardens, and the drizzle, covering the entire Hou Mansion with a thin layer of mist, which is a scene only in ink painting in my impression.

Until the light and fire are gradually extinguished, there is nothing else in the world except the sound of rain...... It's late at night.

Han Yandang seemed to have experienced an inner struggle, and finally reluctantly gave up his maidservant and ordered her to serve Han Yan, who was sitting on the threshold and quietly protesting, to sleep.

"The slave has seen Iwashiko." With a faint mist in his eyes, he was like a little white rabbit about to enter the wolf's den, hesitating, but not rude.

"Well, you're here?" Han Yan stretched his hand under his buttocks very ungracefully, touched his numb ass, and stretched out his hand to her to signal you to pull me up, I was numb, and then asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Slaves and maids have only names, not words."

Because she had been teased two days ago, the little maid was not too restrained, she grabbed Han Yan's sleeve with her left hand, set up his armpit with her right hand, picked up the person and turned around to walk towards the house, and whispered: "The slave is named Xi, and the Hou Ye is called the slave and the maid." ”

"Xi, Xi'er?" Han Yan muttered to himself, thinking that the names of the ancients were really weird.

I had cramps in my legs and feet, I sat on the threshold for too long, I was numb, I stood against the wall, and the first thing I did when I went back to the house was, "I want to pee." ”

"......" Xi'er blushed suddenly, and whispered shyly and embarrassedly: "When the slave servs the Hou Ye, the Hou Ye is his own ......"

"My legs are numb, my feet are numb, my buttocks are numb, and I can't walk."

"......" pursed his slightly pale lips, thinking of the serious command when Hou Ye endured the pain of cutting his love.

It is said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Liu Che is very fond of Han Yan, eats and sleeps together, and is closer than brothers, and it is even rumored that the two have a private act of worship.

This time, he was entrusted with an important task by Emperor Jing, sent an errand to Yan State, and was treated as a guest by King Yan, and when he left, he also sent troops to escort him, and he wanted to reward ten concubines, which shows that King Yan looked at Han Yan.

The future of the Marquis of Gong Gao will depend on this evil grandson......

Thinking of what Hou Ye said, following him, he seemed to have a better future than staying in Gonggao Houguo, and Xi'er's mood was a little better.

took out the tiger from under the bed, hesitated for a moment, and then cautiously glanced at Han Yan, seeing that he was really anxious to urinate, and his face was red, so he knelt down, held the tiger with both hands, and slowly placed it under the lala crotch thing...... Prepare to take on Enlu.

But Han Yan didn't seem to be very satisfied, took the tiger from Xi'er's hand, aimed it at his lower body and said, "You help me lift the robe." ”

"Whoa." Xi'er got up, didn't have to kneel anymore, lifted his robe, blushed with a round face, and consciously helped him stuff the Lala crotch thing into Huzi's mouth, and turned his head, trying not to look.

Bang bang bang......

The sound of a powerful stream of water hitting an empty bucket echoed through the room.

Han Yan was relieved.

Xi'er got a little bit of dignity than Cheng Enlu.

After urinating, Han Yan sat on the mat and quietly watched the graceful Xi'er help him spread the bed quilt and make the sheets by the bedside. With the provincial beauty of modern people, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl should not be able to develop to the extent of lordosis and backward curvature, unless it is the kind that has been developed early.

Han Yan observed for a while, and suddenly asked, "Grandpa hasn't touched you, has he?" ”

"Huh?" Xi'er was stunned, stunned for two seconds before she blushed and said, "No, no." ”

"Well, that's good."

Han Yan replied seriously, picked up the already cold tea in both hands, raised his head and covered his face with his sleeves and took a sip, covering up the embarrassment caused by the too straightforward questioning.

The room was silent, except for the sound of raindrops outside the window and the sound of candles crackling in the palace lamp in the corner.

For some reason, Xi'er was a little panicked, only to feel that there was a deer in her heart banging hard, picking her nails with both hands in front of her abdomen, her head was lowered as if she had done something wrong, and she didn't even have the courage to glance at Han Yan from the corner of her eye.

Classmate Han was thick-skinned, looked at this cute girl with interest, and then whispered: "If you don't leave, you will leave me a warm bed." ”

Xi'er fled in embarrassment......