Han Xiaoguang, who was lying on the ground as a table, was excited, and turned his head to see who the person who chose him was.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

It's not his father, who is it?

"Daddy? Why are you here? Han Xiaoguang was a little dumbfounded.

He had a very weak relationship with his titular father, and the two were strangers living in the same room.

When he was chosen to cover up for himself, he took a fancy to others who were honest and had few words, and he was a widower who lost his wife and children.

So the master gave Han Lao some silver and asked him to move to Lisi Village with Han Lao.

It can be regarded as a good way for Li Qingnian to rely on on the surface, so that he will not be bullied too badly.

It's just that he and this father have lived together for so many years, and they haven't even said a few words.

When he wanted to escape from the famine, he just said to take care, stuffed some silver for Han Lao, and followed Li Qingnian.

After that, although they met again, the two never took the initiative to speak, and they didn't even look at each other.

At that time, in the Canglang River, when Han Lao crossed the river by his side, he just took a hand and wanted to say a few words, but Han Lao had already left without looking back.

In Han Xiaoguang's heart, this father is just a piece of cloth to cover up his identity.

It's just that this cloth has been worn for so many years, and there are always some feelings, but it's only a little.

didn't expect that Han Lao, who had always treated him as nothing, would say such a thing at this time.

Li Qingnian smiled, he wrote down without hesitation, and asked, "What about the account office and the peasant official?" ”

Han Lao's cloudy eyes met Han Xiaoguang's puzzled eyes, squatted down and patted Han Xiaoguang's head, shook his head, and left.

"Actually, he's just here to take a look at you." Bai Lu looked at Han Lao's rickety back and walked to the distance and sat down, looking at Han Xiaoguang, who was a little stunned.

She knew that Han Xiaoguang and Han Lao were not biological father and son, and the relationship between the two was also very weak, after Li Qingnian ascended the throne in the book, Han Xiaoguang took Han Lao to the mansion, but unfortunately, Han Lao died of illness within two days.

Han Xiaoguang gave him a beautiful funeral, so there was no more ink to introduce.

Now it seems that the relationship between the two of them is not really so cold and sparse.

"I still have Song Qian here, occasionally, you can also go and see him." Li Qingnian recorded Han Lao's vote and also said a word.

Han Xiaoguang hummed in a low voice and buried his head in the grass.

"Next." Lu Lao glanced at these people, didn't ask anything, and called the next person over loudly.

People say one after another that they want to choose the people, some are selected fairly and fairly according to each person's ability, some are selected according to who has a good relationship with them, and some want to choose according to whose family conditions are good.

In short, a voting session allowed Bai Lu to see all living beings.

But there were a few that she didn't expect.

Widow Zhao chose Bai Cong, who had been framed by her, as the village chief, and her son chose Zhou Pengfei.

Yan Ya and Luguo did not choose Li Qingnian, but chose the head of Bai Village.

Zhou Pengfei didn't choose Yan Ya or himself, he chose Lu Lao.

Mi Jiu, who was bought by Zhou Pengfei halfway, did not choose Zhou Pengfei, but Bai Lu.

As for Bai Haisheng and them, he chose Lu Lao.

Zhang Hu's family, who had just had a conflict with Bai Lu, seemed to have been discussed, and Zhang Hu was all selected.

Obviously, although some people can't communicate with words, they can also complete canvassing with their eyes and tacit understanding.

When everyone had chosen to talk on the grass on the other side, Bai Lu finally stopped grinding his ink.

"Don't stop." Li Qingnian is like a Zhou peeling skin, trying to squeeze out the last drop of Bai Lu's labor.

"What else does Master Xiucai command?" Village Chief Bai and Old Lu are still there, Bai Lu didn't call Prince Li Qingnian, but he still teased him with his title.

"You haven't said who you're going to choose." Li Qingnian looked at Bai Lu with a very serious look.

Bai Lu was stunned, and rubbed her wrists.

"Can I still vote?"

"One more of you, not too much." When Li Qingnian said this, he didn't care about Village Chief Bai and Elder Lu, obviously he wanted to make his own decisions.

As for the only talent in the two villages, Village Chief Bai and Lu Lao both gave great respect and did not interfere with his decision.

After all, just like Li Qingnian said, one more is not much, and one less is not less.

"Then, I want to choose Lu Xuanming as the village head." Bai Lu thought about it for a while and said his choice.

Li Qingnian's hand froze as he held the pen.

Lu Xuanming?

The heel who ran after her ass?

What can he do?

"Accounts?"

"The account office will choose the youngest son of the He family, didn't he do this."

"Farmer?"

"I want to choose the third child of the Chen family, after all, I don't know about farming, but there are the most people who choose him." Bai Lu said with a smile, anyway, her vote won't affect anything.

"Are you sure?" The two words Li Qingnian seem to grind out of their teeth.

There were three choices, but Bai Lu didn't choose any of them.

That's it, dare to say that she is happy with herself?

Big liar!

Bai Lu nodded indifferently, and had the leisure to ask Han Xiaoguang, who was pretending to be dead on his stomach, "You also choose?" ”

Han Xiaoguang had already come out of his emotions, he was very keenly aware of Li Qingnian's displeasure, and quickly shook his head: "I won't choose, I'm a table." ”

Bai Lu smacked his tongue, but he didn't force him, and continued to grind the ink so that Li Qingnian could summarize the situation.

When Li Qingnian saw Bai Lu's appearance, his heart was on fire, and he dropped ink dots on the originally neat and beautiful paper.

When the sun crept into the sky and the villagers started cooking again, Li Qingnian also gathered all the votes.

"Okay?" When Bai Lu saw that Li Qingnian was about to get up, his eyes rolled.

Li Qingnian didn't want to deal with Bai Lu very much, but Bai Lu asked, and he still nodded.

Han Xiaoguang, who had been lying on his stomach all morning, was finally able to move his stiff body and slowly got up from the ground.

Li Qingnian put away the paper, stood up and was about to go to Lu Lao and Village Chief Bai to report the situation, but his foot didn't know what he stepped on, and the whole person lost his balance and fell to the ground, and his ankle also hit a hard thing, followed by a faint wetness.

His brain was a little dazed, and before he could come back to his senses, he heard the laughter of Bai Lu goose.

"Let me grind the ink? I wonder if you are satisfied with this ink? Bai Lu laughed and said to Li Qingnian, who was sitting on the ground stupidly.

Seeing that this person who was always angry with her stepped on the ink platform she deliberately put at his feet and fell to the ground, Lin Daiyu fell to the ground, and the ink still bloomed on his robe, which was really a happy thing.

"You, you, you," Han Xiaoguang saw his master fall to the ground as soon as he got up, and hurriedly stopped the guards who were hiding around him who were about to jump out, not wanting to make a big deal about it.

He looked at Bai Lu, who was smiling, and then looked at Li Qingnian, who fell to the ground a little delicately, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

Should I say it or not, Li Qingnian's appearance is indeed a bit funny.