"Zhang Junlin!"

"You now have the support of Northern Qi, and now you don't put me down in your eyes!"

Xiang Yuzhi's death was such a big thing, and he actually concealed it at all!

Good!

"What a prison prince!"

"I can set you up! I can destroy you! ”

Zhang Chengqian did not hide his true thoughts in the slightest.

At this step, it is already an extravagant hope to imagine that Western Chu will send Zhao Dan's assassins to assassinate Zhang Junlin.

It seems that external forces cannot be borrowed.

I can only go back to Jinling by myself and abolish this rebel!

Peeling cramps!

When the time comes, he must dig out this son's heart and liver to see if he is facing the emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty and recognizing the thief as his father!

"Someone!"

Zhang Chengqian pointed to the messenger.

"Shut this person down! Ask the real situation of Jinling and Zhenzhou! ”

"Yes!"

The messenger, who suddenly flew into trouble, fell to his knees in panic, but shouted in a coherent voice.

"Your Majesty spares your life! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was also forced to be helpless! Western Chu is strong, and releasing the news in advance will only lead to the destruction of South Vietnam, and even half of the country will be divided! ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows that obeying Chief Zhao's plan will anger His Majesty, but thinking of the deep relationship between father and son, he can understand it, and I hope His Majesty will see it!"

The messenger looked scared, but in fact he was loud.

The discerning man immediately understood that the messenger's words were pointed out by someone.

Deliberately said it at this time, even if it is a life, recorded in the annals of South Vietnam, it can be regarded as a name for the ages.

As a small messenger, this life is enough!

"Father-son affection? Who does he want to have a deep relationship with? ”

Zhang Chengqian was even more furious, pulled out the long sword of the guard next to him, and was about to slash at the messenger.

"Your Majesty is angry!"

The official who had just been admonishing stepped forward again and stopped in front of the messenger.

Zhang Chengqian roared angrily.

"Song Shizhen! Do you even want to be on Zhang Junlin's side?! ”

Zhang Chengqian was not only angry but also frightened at this time.

In his eyes, the Song family is the foundation of South Vietnam, why did he let Zhang Junlin's yellow-haired boy dig a corner under his nose? !

"Your Majesty!"

Song Shizhen couldn't attack such slander except sighing, so he could only persuade.

"Your Majesty is angry, and the messenger can't kill him, let alone ask him."

"If Your Majesty asks, you might as well ask the two princes in Jinling City to write a letter to their families, presumably His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Majesty have a deep relationship between father and son, and they will definitely not allow it."

Kill the messenger and leave a reputation for violentness.

Questioning the movements of Jinling and Zhenzhou, isn't it to suspect that the prince has a heart of disobedience?

If there is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will definitely not be so obvious and show his thoughts like His Majesty.

If not, it will undoubtedly anger His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is already full-fledged, and cause father and son to kill each other!

Song Aiqing...... I listen to you! ”

Zhang Chengqian's strength subsided a little, and after thinking for a while, he completely sobered up.

Looking at the messenger standing in the middle with a disappointed expression, he was so angry that the long sword in his hand was trembling.

Damn Zhang Junlin!

This rebel!

When Lao Tzu returns to Jinling and grabs your handle, he must break your body into pieces!

"Song Aiqing, this matter is left to you to deal with, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince resigns, I will immediately leave to go back to Jinling to find him!"

"Where is the book of the household!"

"The minister is here!"

"Prepare to return to Jinling immediately!"

“……”

When he thought of the construction of the sub-capital that had just started and had not yet been completed, he felt like a mess in his heart.

"Your Majesty, the treasury is running out of money."

"It's okay, use my private treasury first, then Jinling and Zhenzhou will have hundreds of thousands of acres of cultivated land at once, and when the tax is collected, no matter how big the loophole can be filled!"

Zhang Chengqian waved his hand disapprovingly, and the matter was confirmed.

As for the burden that taxes would burden the people, he didn't care.

Those people were born untouchables, and they had to pay taxes to provide for their nobles.

The land was given to them by the South Vietnamese State, shouldn't they pay taxes?

If everyone wants to blame, blame Zhang Junlin who let them open up the wasteland and divide the fields!

"Yes, Your Majesty."

When the Tobe Shangshu gets the solution to the problem, he naturally won't think so long-term.

All he had to do was take the money, and he could get oil and water from it.

Everyone is back to enjoying themselves.

Song Shizhen looked at the king who threw down the long sword and took the concubine into his arms again to enjoy himself.

Looking at this group of ministers and royals who didn't know how to be prepared for danger in times of peace and advised His Majesty, but were fighting together, they sighed secretly.

"When His Majesty returns to Jinling, the people of South Vietnam will suffer again."

Now, he can only hope that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really retains the relationship between father and son, all of which is Zhao Dan's idea.

He can also mediate from this, and at that time, he can persuade His Majesty to keep the current position of the crown prince, so as to extend the national glory of South Vietnam.

"Come, please send the messenger down and rest."

……

Jinling.

In May.

The rice seedlings outside the city are about to enter the heading stage.

Along the way, Zhang Junlin saw one dung heap after another piled up in the official field, with the help of the superb technology of the Western Chu captives.

The ratio of grass, soil, ash and manure to manure in these heaps is almost perfect.

It can be used for manure, and it will not smell an unpleasant smell when it is far away.

"Your Highness, you walk in the middle of the road and step on the ashes and splash dirt."

Shi Lei, who was walking behind, covered his nose and reminded loudly.

Only then did Zhang Junlin find that there were a lot of ashes piled up on the side of the road in the field.

For the mastery of farming technology, even in this world, people have already had a certain understanding.

For example, plant ash is used as fertilizer during heading.

It's just that this plant ash is not easy to accumulate, and it is not as environmentally friendly as manure.

However, manure compost is not composted, and it is easy to breed bacteria, which will kill people in this era of medical backwardness.

If one of the two could break through, it would not be his turn to teach the technology of manure, and the farmers would have figured it out on their own.

Retracting his divergent thinking, Zhang Junlin looked in the direction of the city gate.

At the gate of the city, there was a group of people who had been waiting for a long time.

The summer breeze blew the light clothes of the people in front of him, and when he saw the eldest sister and Miss Su standing side by side to welcome him home.

Zhang Junlin, who had been away for less than a month and didn't have any homesickness, felt a sour feeling in his heart.

He worked so hard outside for the peaceful scene in front of him.

"Eldest sister!"

"Drive!"

Zhang Junlin clamped the horse's belly, and rushed forward with the horse.

Nearly 100 meters away, he slowed down.

Before the horse had stopped, he jumped off his horse, and rushed forward in three and two, with his arms outstretched.

gave the eldest sister a big hug first.

"How old are you, pay attention to the majesty of the prince."

Zhang Junyuan patted his back lightly and immediately pushed the person away.

Zhang Junlin smiled disappreciably, still glancing at Su Chanyi with his arms open.

Miss Su looked at him in astonishment, and then her jade face turned red.

Hey.

How could he hug people indiscriminately regardless of men and women?

"Miss Su, I'm back intact, do you want to show it?"

"What?"

Su Chanyi just happened to be resting today and was pulled by the eldest princess, she didn't prepare anything at all, how to say it?

Don't...... Want to hug like a princess?