Seeing Yan Ming's dilapidated mansion and the busy construction site just now, Han Yan felt a sense of pride. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"People are just different. Some people rely on fatigue, some people rely on their brains, and some people rely on their faces to eat. This Yan Ming can study things that make the emperor excited, and he can also work in the field, which shows that he is just an ordinary person.

If you are tired and tired, you will not be able to keep your job. Rely on the brain to eat, and if the brain is dull, you will not be hungry. Only a beautiful man like me, who eats with his face, can sing day and night! Han Yan was proud, but she didn't think that when she grew old one day, what would happen to her.

"There is an edict." Han Yan entered the courtyard of the Yan family, and she was not polite, and directly took out the edict from Chang'an Weiyang Palace.

The approximate meaning of the edict is: "Today, there are Maoling people Yan Ming, with their own strength, the development of ploughs, improve the speed of cultivated land, for our Han Dynasty has made immortal contributions, now I canonize Yan Ming as the Maoling Township, in order to reward his contribution to farming......"

Of course, the edict that was really given to Yan Ming was brilliant and neat. Naturally, it is not something that can be written by this ordinary saying, so I have to write it roughly.

When Yan Ming heard this edict, he was stunned in his heart. I, a person who took the provincial and national examinations several times in later generations, just to become a national civil servant, actually jumped from a commoner to a townsman because of ploughing.

The marquis, although not a big knighthood, is already a person with a knighthood. This shows that Yan Ming's identity is no longer a little white man from now on, but a person with an official body.

It's a joy from the sky.

Yan Shan was stunned and couldn't close his mouth, when the old lady of the Yan Chen family heard the news, the dragon head crutches were thrown to the ground, and the whole person seemed to be a few years younger.

Only Yan Ming, after a short period of stunned, returned to normal, saluted Han Yan, and took the edict.

"Yan Ming is worthy of the emperor's favor, and he should do his best to serve the country in the future." Yan Ming arched his hand, gave a salute, and said these words with a righteous and serious expression.

Han Yan glanced at Yan Ming proudly, feeling that it seemed a little boring to send an edict to such a hairy boy. Thinking of Yan Ming's reputation in Chang'an these days, he has to overshadow him. Han Yan was unhappy in her heart.

"Yan Hou, I heard that you are very good at researching some new things, Han Yan is not talented, but I want to see it." Han Yan seems to speak politely, but she always has a sense of arrogance.

Looking at his appearance, Yan Ming was a little disgusted. It's just a favorite of the emperor, and he can play so well.

Yan Ming sneered and said in his heart, "Don't you want to see?" Really good things, forgive you can't understand the doorway. Such a villain can't be offended, and can only be tried slowly. It's just a pamper, it's just a spoiler......"

Yan Ming's eyes lit up, and he had to look like a favored minister.

"How can a pet who can't even play mahjong be called a pet minister?" A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Yan Ming's mouth: "Take Han Yan to play mahjong, this idiot in the hemp arena will definitely be attracted, and then you can win his money." No, this guy has no money, and all he carries with him is the golden pill, and the golden pill that wins him is better than anything else. ”

Yan Ming squinted at Han Yan.

This man does have some beauty, but the beauty is a little lacking in manhood. Even around his waist, there was a slingshot with a gold handle.

"Bitter hunger and cold, chasing gold pills!" This legend seems to be true.

Yan Ming frowned, not knowing what kind of blood the old Liu family was bleeding. Liu Heng, Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, was one of the few Ming monarchs since the beginning of the ages, and he actually liked Deng Tong, so he gave Deng Tong a copper mountain and let him mint money by himself, what he was afraid of was that Deng Tong would be poor in the future.

Later, Deng Tong starved to death, but the money minted by Deng Tong was handed down and became the best money in hot condition now.

Now Liu Xiaozhu, at such a young age, not to mention the queen of the golden house, he also fell in love with Han Yan, who was outstanding in men. Of course, Han Yan didn't have to die well in the end.

Yan Ming summed up two conclusions in his heart: First, Liu Han's emperors were bisexual, and both men and women ate it. Second, the male color who was valued by Emperor Liu Han was not allowed to die well.

Thinking of this, Yan Ming couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Thinking of the last time Liu Che came over, it seemed that there was something wrong with his eyes, so it was difficult for him to pamper me as a man.

When he thought of the word 'pampering', Yan Ming was a little disgusted.

Seeing Yan Ming's seemingly uncomfortable face, Han Yan smiled slightly and asked, "Yan Hou, isn't there anything new to show me?" Maybe the emperor will promote your township to county marquis after seeing it! ”

Yan Ming ignored the sarcasm in Han Yan's words, and said with a smile: "If you want to talk about novel things, then there is really a problem." ”

"What?" Hearing that there were really novelties, Han Yan's face instantly became exciting. He's also a fun-loving master, he doesn't have too much thought, as long as it's fun, he's interested.

"Mahjong." Yan Ming said with a grin.

"Mahjong?" Han Yan asked stupidly.

The two of them walked into the back hall as they spoke.

The mahogany mahjong, because of the long-term groping of several people in the Yan family, has been a little shiny, almost like a mahjong game.

As soon as the old lady of the Yan Chen family heard that her grandson was going to play mahjong with the officials who came to read the edict, she immediately geared up.

"People are officials, so I'll accompany you to practice two laps first." The old lady of the Yan Chen family said with a smile.

Yan Shan also nodded while stacking cards and said: "It is appropriate to practice two laps, but the money that should be won is better not to be polite." ”

Seeing that Yan Shan and the old lady each occupied a direction, Yan Ming would definitely accompany him for a while, plus the people sent by the emperor to summon him, it was just a table. The ladies were very reluctant in their hearts, but no one could help it, after all, one was their husband, and the other was their old lady.

The first time she saw mahjong, Han Yan showed a disdainful smile.

What 'mahjong'? It's just a little wooden card. What's so fun about this thing? - When Han Yan gradually became interested in mahjong under the command of Yan Ming, when Yan Shan and the old lady of the Yan Chen family deliberately released water to win money, he was even more interested in gambling than anyone else.

On weekdays, the person who likes to play mahjong the most is the old lady of Yan Chen. It's just that Yan Ming doesn't want to play with this thing, so he rarely plays with the old lady.

It is not easy to play mahjong with the old lady today. Yan Ming smiled and watched his father Yan Shan playing cards awkwardly, and the old grandmother also put away her kind smile and played cards seriously.

Looking at the direction in which they placed the mahjong tiles, Yan Ming shook his head.

My father and grandmother are so disagreeable. actually did something about the placement of mahjong tiles, the purpose of which was obviously to lead Han Yan into the door of the mahjong altar, and then hack him fiercely.

Thinking that so many of the gold pills in Han Yan's pocket were made by looting the people's fat and people's ointment, Yan Ming raised his hands in agreement with the old lady and Yan Shan's approach.

"Bitter hunger and cold, chase the golden pill! To win today, win his golden pill! Yan Ming looked at Han Yan, who was jerkily playing mahjong, and showed his fangs.