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Chapter 169 As expected of a young general

Chapter 169: Being a young general

Author: That sour sugar

Chapter 169: Being a young general

"If all those trees have signed contracts, Miss Chen pays 20 cents of wages per tree, which is planted and taken care of by the villagers. If the trees die or are cut down, they will compensate them." Zhang Ci said.

"They have firewood?" Commander Tang knew that he had experienced drought here.

Zhang Ci explained: "The villagers have some straw and straw at home, and they usually cut some firewood. The trees on the mountain have long been cut off, and the stumps dug out when making terraces have been taken home. They don't cook much, so firewood is firewood. How many months can I endure. Now that the autumn harvest is coming, there is no need to cut down trees.”

Chief Tang nodded slightly and walked up the mountain.

Trees are planted in places on the mountain where it is not suitable for terraces, and the top of the mountain is even more dense, with red leaves and yellow leaves all over the mountain, colorful.

"Late autumn, I still feel warmer when I look at the red and yellow leaves. It is more comfortable to see green in spring and summer." Tang Chaoying said.

Zhang Ci smiled: "Autumn is bleak, and it will feel better if you have a little color."

The fields on the mountain have not yet been turned over, and the rice stubble is neatly arranged in the fields. The officials are not just chatting. They observe the distribution of terraced fields, the texture of the soil, the varieties and growth of trees on the mountain, and the irrigation facilities of the water flow... From time to time, they walked along the mountainside for a while. They almost walked the whole mountain twice. Chen Fan secretly praised: These officials have really good physical strength, and they specially chose to do the poor ones. Is it?

As if they had made an appointment, the villagers didn't go to this side, but just looked around in front of the door from a distance, which made it easier for the officials to work without distraction.

The children kept following the officials, neither making noise nor making trouble. Tang Chaoying couldn't help but laugh: "Don't you feel bored if you keep following like this?"

Everyone shook their heads and said in unison: "We find it very interesting." Chen Zhongliang also added: "We want to learn more with all the adults."

The officials all laughed.

"The water on this mountain is really good. I didn't know how they tossed the mountain into a barren mountain at the beginning." Tang Chaoying said.

Chen Fan had asked someone to place some stone tables and benches on the mountain before, which happened to be very useful this time.

"You will enjoy it. You have done these things on the mountain." Yan Shoulu said to Chen Fan with a smile.

"The villagers can also sit down." Chen Fan replied with a smile.

The officials began to pick dogwood, and the children looked curiously, with expectations in their eyes. Then, they watched the adults insert dogwood into their heads and their eyes widened.

Chen Fan pursed his lips so that he would not let it open and laugh out loud. These big men really put dogwood on their heads?

Someone was close behind her, holding her head with one hand and inserting something into her head with the other. The children started to scream, and Yan Shoulu whistled exaggeratedly.

Chen Fan reached out and touched it. It was dogwood and a flower. She bent down, picked a red chrysanthemum, turned around, and looked at Zhang Ci.

She didn't know if the men here were wearing flowers, but they could wear dogwood with ease, so they should be able to accept them, right?

She stretched out her hand, and Zhang Ci's expression was a little weird. The children's eyes became even rounder, and even the officials looked like they were eating melons.

Don't you wear flowers? You want to.

She held Zhang Ci's head with one hand and said softly: "The red chrysanthemum represents true love." Zhang Ci nodded in a slight voice, and Chen Fan put the flowers on his hair in his ears. Yan Shoulu's whistle was sharp and loud. But the children became strangely quiet.

"Can the red chrysanthemum be given to my brother?" Chen Ya asked seriously.

Zhang Ci pursed his lips and said in a low voice but clearly: "No."

"Ao--" a group of little wolf cubs were shouting.

The Secretariat turned around, his eyes were a little red. The officials half lowered their heads and exchanged their eyebrows.

"Do you play chess?" Yan Shoulu shouted.

"Play chess." Wu Zhongsu said.

Qingji and Chu Sheng came over with a few boxes and opened them on the table. Everyone knows Go. Black and white chess pieces are placed in round jars, but what are the other pairs?

There are some grids on the square linen cloth, which are set against the patterns of mountains, rivers, and villages. There are horses of different colors on the round chess pieces, and there is also a dice.

"This is a chess game." Chen Ya took the initiative to introduce it. It was created by Chen Fan based on flying chess, and the pattern makes it more situational.

Chen Ya began to introduce the rules: "This is a stable. When the dice is thrown by five or six, the horse can come out; when the dice is thrown by a few points, the horse will take a few steps, and when the dice is thrown by six, you can throw it again; when the dice is thrown by six, you can throw it again; when the dice is thrown by a few points,

The same grid can jump once; when encountering the same color grid on the edge of the canyon, you can jump over the canyon, and when landing on the same color grid opposite, you can jump again; when the horse's mission is over, four horses

All of them are finished."

"What should we do if two horses walk on the same grid?" Yan Shoulu asked.

"Then knock the former horse back and let it start over."

Yan Shoulu's mouth was grinning at his ears: "This is interesting. What about my two horses walking to the same lattice?"

"You can stack horses, but you can only stack two, and you can't have more. A horse hits two horses from your opponent, and one horse will go back to the stable and start over."

Yan Shoulu grinned again: "It's interesting. Who will come first?" He couldn't wait.

"I'll do it." Wu Zhongsu sat down. Tang Chaoying and Zhang Jiuyan also sat down, and there were all from the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Justice.

Several officials were gesturing stones, scissors and cloth there, and Chen Fan felt funny no matter how he looked at it. What would those soldiers think when they saw the general like this? What would those officials in the capital think when they saw these people?

General Yan was very lucky. He first rolled the dice, and threw a six, successfully released a horse, then threw a four, jumped once, making him laugh.

Director Tang was not very lucky and could not get out of the horse several times in a row. Yan Shoulu laughed gloatingly again, but he soon became extremely happy and sad. One of his horses was knocked back by Tang Chaoying.

The officials did not laugh at him, but just raised the corners of their mouths slightly.

The situation of the four people fighting was wonderful, and horses were constantly being knocked back. Several old foxes in the officialdom gradually let themselves go, and their expressions emerged one after another: gloating, regretful, secretly happy... They beat their chests and stamped their feet, and laughed with their palms.

Do less. Chen Zhongzhu only stared at the chessboard and was always paying attention to everyone's expressions.

Yan Shoulu is worthy of being a young general, dares to fight and rush, one horse takes the lead, two horses respond, and the third and fourth are in the rear. Except for being hit by Chief Tang once at the beginning, he never missed his hand again and took the lead in controlling the four.

All the horses rushed to the terminal.

Chen Fan watched the chess game throughout the whole process, but did not find that he could hit but did not hit him on purpose. The three officials' chess pieces could not get on his plaid. Chen Zhongzhu looked at General Yan so frenzy, and he wished he could not get on the spot.

Kneel down and kowtow three times.
Chapter completed!
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