"As far as I know, the Liu family also has a grain shop, but it was opened in the name of Liu Cheng's brother-in-law, which is actually an industry under Liu Cheng's name.

The people thought that it was better to open the grain shop and give the grain to the victims. ”

Zheng Guangzong brought Wang Huzhong to the secret room alone, just to save face for Wang Huzhong and let him get down the steps.

"If you want to get, you want to get, this method is good." Wang Huzhong was anxious to draw a clear line, so he had to take the Liu family.

"The prince is a wise and martial artist, and he admires his life, and the people of Huaili County will also remember your great kindness." In the end, Zheng Guangzong did not forget to put on a high hat with Wang Huzhong.

Wang Huzhong also has a hard time, after returning to the county king's mansion, how to explain to his concubine?

The box of letters was kept by Zheng Guangzong for the time being, and Wang Huzhong did not dare to blatantly ask for it, so he had to open the Liujia grain store according to Zheng Guangzong's proposal to help the victims.

The huge willow house was sealed.

The common people flocked to the grain store, and the white rice was the rarest thing for the people.

The streets outside the willow house are deserted, and the prosperity of the past is gone.

Zheng Guangzong asked the family to accompany his father to go back first, his father was old and couldn't be frightened, but today it was like a roller coaster, a mountain peak, a deep valley for a while.

Back at home, Zheng Guangzong sat at the table and pondered, today's changes have relieved the siege for the people of Huaili County, presumably Jin Pixiu should be full of vitality at this moment.

Xiangling walked over with a look of admiration: "Young master, you are so powerful, I finally did the right thing." ”

"What did you do right?" Zheng Guangzong saw Xiangling's naughty face, and he was unconsciously interested.

"Two years ago, my cousin tried to persuade me to leave the Zheng family, and even my uncle's house had already borrowed a ransom." Xiangling was instantly immersed in the past.

"Why should I redeem you?" Zheng Guangzong asked.

"Young master, half a month ago, what were you like, do you know?" Xiangling's face turned red.

Half a month ago, Zheng Guangzong was not only stupid, but also sick, and his lack of intelligence was a six- or seven-year-old child.

"Haha, do you think I'm stupid?" Zheng Guangzong laughed.

"Young master, you are not stupid, you are kind, you never bully the poor, I swore a long time ago, as long as you don't drive the slave and maid away, the slave and maid will follow you with all their hearts."

Xiangling's eyes were shining with tears, as if she had seen that the young master was a potential stock very early.

"Hahaha, you have a vision, and you started picking a son-in-law at such a young age?" Zheng Guangzong laughed again, laughing without scruples, and he was extremely happy.

"Young master, the slave will always be your maid, where do you dare to have other ideas?" Xiangling lowered her head, in this life and this life, as long as Zheng Guangzong is willing, she will never give up.

"Bring it." Zheng Guangzong stretched out his hand.

"What?" Xiangling was confused instead.

Zheng Guangzong grabbed Xiangling's hand: "Xiangling, don't you know, do you deliberately tease me?" ”

"Young Master, do you want to read Sister Murong's letter?" Xiangling is also ice and snow smart.

"I know, and you're deliberately angry with me, so take it out quickly." Zheng Guangzong comes from the 21st century, and now he is full of wealth, so he feels that it is even more difficult to find a soulmate.

Only that Murong Ling, whether it is appearance or talent, is unique, which makes Zheng Guangzong never forget, and even more so long.

"Young master, if you want a letter, then you can take it yourself?" Xiangling knew that Zheng Guangzong would not lose his temper with him, so he lied about it.

Zheng Guangzong dragged Xiangling into his arms, reached out and stuffed it into his clothes from under his flanks.

In the Great Qianguo, men hide letters and small objects in their sleeves, while women mostly put them in their arms, which is safer.

Xiangling's body went weak and collapsed in Zheng Guangzong's arms: "Young master, you touched the wrong one, it's not there, it's not." ”

Zheng Guangzong was also shocked, his hand touched it.

It felt like ascending to heaven.

"Young master, don't, don't, the slave will be your person sooner or later, don't you want to be like this, okay?" Xiangling didn't know what it was like, but it was very comfortable.

Zheng Guangzong's chin rested on Xiangling's shoulder, and his throat felt smoking: "Xiangling, you little goblin, do you want to torture me to death?" ”

"Young Master, if you really want to, then ......"

Although Xiangling is young, she knows a little about people.

Zheng Guangzong retracted his hand abruptly and pushed Xiangling away: "Xiangling, give me the letter, I'm thirsty, go and make a cup of good spring tea with me." ”

Xiangling hurriedly stood up, her face flushed, she took out the letter left by Murong Ling from her arms and handed it to Zheng Guangzong: "Young master, you always bully me, all, it's all too big......"

"yes, how much bigger, let me take a good look." Zheng Guangzong received the letter with one hand, but leaned over on the other.

"Hate, I won't play with you anymore." Xiangling hurriedly sorted out her clothes and haircuts: "You want to see it, I'll show you at night......"

Zheng Guangzong, who is already over twenty years old, does not understand the love of men and women.

Just now, if I hadn't braked in time, I was afraid that I would have to cross the thunder pool.

Zheng Guangzong opened the letter, and a line of delicate handwriting jumped in front of him: There is a double law in the world, and it lives up to its ......

What does this mean?

Is it a must-have?

Zheng Guangzong was puzzled, in his opinion, going against Murong Ling's poetry was a great joy in life.

Xiangling came in with tea, and when she saw Zheng Guangzong's blank eyes, she asked softly, "Young master, what's wrong with you, I'll bring the tea with you." ”

"You go out first, I want to be quiet." Zheng Guangzong has been secretly reciting those two lines of poetry in his heart.

"Young master, how do you know that my cousin's name is Jingjing, she is better looking than me, if you like it, I will invite her." Xiangling is like a nymphomaniac.

"Silly Nizi, this quiet, not quiet, I'm tired and want to rest for a while." Zheng Guangzong couldn't cry or laugh, but he still explained in a whisper,

"Young Master, you don't want to be quiet, you want Sister Murong." Xiangling finally understands that she is a talented and beautiful woman, and she is the right person, what is she?

"Nonsense, I just want to be quiet," Zheng Guangzong picked up the teacup and skimmed the tea leaves with the lid.

Xiangling sneered: "Young master, if you miss her, you can go to her?" ”

"It's amazing, Xiangling, you talk nonsense again, be careful that I hit your ass." Zheng Guangzong scolded, but he couldn't help but snort and laughed.

Xiangling left the bedroom, and Zheng Guangzong took out the golden pixiu.

At this moment, Jin Pixiu is shining with gold and no flaws.

It turned out that every time Zheng Guangzong did a good deed, he would accumulate a lot of energy, and these energies could bring more necessary materials to Zheng Guangzong.

Next, Zheng Guangzong needs all kinds of electrical raw materials the most.