Spring is the season when everything is revived. The wild donkeys in the mountains are rushing and screaming, and have endless strength.
The bandits in Funiu Mountain died with the death of the second master of the Wang family. The once lively mountain village is now deserted. Apart from wild cats and dogs, only the little wild donkeys that are in love are running around again.
In the afternoon, the broken wooden door of the village was removed and replaced with the painted new village door.
A burly uncle, who was half white with his hands pressed his hand and shouted loudly.
"Everyone is working hard, don't be like a soft-legged shrimp, let the old general take a joke."
An old man bent his waist and cursed with a smile: "Sanluzi, how many times have you told you that you want to call the chief manager? When the prince heard this, he would be happy with the old man again."
Speaking of the prince, he saw three donkeys walking to the old man, winking and saying, "Old General, do you think our prince spends a lot of money to recruit soldiers and horses in Funiu Mountain? Is that thought not to end yet?"
The old man glared at him and cursed, "Look, which of the hundreds of old men is as much of a mouth as you."
The old man holding the wooden door turned around and smiled, "Three donkeys have not given up yet, so we old people will not give up. We will not be willing to do so if we don't look at the prince in this life but have wishes."
The old man smiled and said, "Okay, okay. Just say less. Hurry up and finish what you have on hand, so you can start dinner soon."
Dongdu, Fuwang Mansion.
Chen Buwen, carrying a floral skirt, quickly walked to the study room, and pushed the door open and entered without knocking.
"Dad, why did you ask the boss to take those old soldiers to Funiu Mountain?"
A middle-aged man with gray hair sat on a rattan chair in the study. The man had a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with bright eyes and powerful without anger.
The middle-aged man saw Chen Buwen, and quickly changed into a smiley face, stood up and said.
"No, now there are chaos in Daqian. My father is thinking about being prepared for danger in times of peace and having to find a way out for our family."
Chen Buwen was a delicate woman. Now that he has returned from the world, he has seen some things more and more thoroughly.
"Dad, you used to eat and drink hard because you were afraid that the emperor would not be at ease with you and that the Wang family would cause trouble for you. Now you have a good relationship with the Wang family and have lost weight. Are you still thinking about it..."
King Fu hurriedly grabbed his daughter's hand, pressed it into the rattan chair, and said with a smile.
"In the past, my father just wanted you to be safe and have a good ending. Now it's different. You can see what Daqian is like. If my father doesn't want to be the prince of the country, he will not have a good ending."
"Wang Zhong is a cunning man. If Daqian's Dinghai Dinghai Needle one day falls, what will happen to him, but it's hard to say."
"Daqian is not Daqian decades ago. My father has long stopped thinking about that chair. My father did this just to think that troubled times have come. Our family must have the ability to protect themselves and have bargaining chips for negotiation.
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No one knows his father better than his daughter. He doesn't believe those words. His father doesn't love beauty in this life, but only loves the country.
"Dad, you are the master of martial arts, and so are your daughter. Your future son-in-law is probably above the master. How can we find a way out in our family? Dad, are you planning to have Wang Zhong..."
My daughter's words are very reasonable, but King Fu is not unaware of it. But it is precisely because he knows that the world has become chaotic, his thoughts have rekindled.
Wang Zhong did not have the surname Chen, and he only stood in the Dongdu, and he could not compete with the Tuoba family, nor was he a match for Tianxia City.
If you have no chance to fight for the world, you can only get a king of different surnames, and you will have a good fortune. But if King Fu carried the banner of clearing the king's side, it would be different.
The Fu king of the vassal kings in various places have contacts, plus the support of his deceased wife, Nangong family, and the Jiancheng of the East Capital. It can be said that this time was the closest to the chair.
In the past, I had to worry about not having a flag-carrying master at home, but now I still have a future son-in-law. Above the foregone conclusion, what else can he worry about in the blessing king and what else to worry about?
King Fu is now burning incense and worshiping Buddha every day, only asking for one thing, so that his brother would better live a few more years.
"Don't ask, my dad doesn't have the heart to fight, but I can't just watch Dahan fall down like this. After all, our family's surname is Chen."
King Fu's name was Chen, but Chen Buwen said that he lost his temper.
Chen Buwen stood up and said, "Dad, you promised my child that as long as Daxing City is not in chaos, our family will not get involved in those things."
King Fu smiled and said, "Don't worry, my daughter, I'm not confused again. By the way, your brother Nangong won a battle in the three counties. I heard that only Yue Qianshan and thousands of soldiers were left in Xiangyang City."
Jingling County, the county magistrate's office.
The prince was very excited and pulled Nangong Shou and said, "Or why we take advantage of the great victory and the morale is high and we will take over Xiangyang in one go. The rebellion of the three counties will be bright."
Nangong Shou smiled and said, "Isn't the prince not in a hurry?"
"I didn't have to hurry before, but now I have to hurry. I'm not afraid that General Nangong would make fun of it. My second brother is going to be a fool again."
"Daxing wrote that the Twelve Guards had no money to pay, and my second brother took the lead in making trouble in the Ministry of Revenue. He forced your second uncle to give them the military pay and food he gave us first."
Nangong Shou's face suddenly changed. No food or food in the army was just a joke. The left and right guards and the mud legs of the clutch were now waiting for dinner.
The King of Qi's move was too ruthless and he was a little ignoring the overall situation.
Nangong Shou frowned and said, "You and I can't go back, so it's useless to submit a memorial. Now I can only borrow food from the city's big households. This must be the prince to come forward and discuss it."
The prince said: "Can't you fight quickly?"
Nangong Shou shook his head and said, "Xiangyang is now bait. If you pick it, how can the big fish take the bait?"
The court lacks silver and food, and the people are not rich at home. Only those rich families will eat delicious food and drink and eat without worrying about money and food.
The spring rain comes late this year, and I’m afraid this year will be even worse.
When today, in order to overcome difficulties, I sold all the money I could sell, and I almost pulled out my daughter to sell.
But let alone, Emperor Hongdao was planning to sell his daughter. This was not the largest merchant in Daxing City, so the Zhao family fell into Emperor Hongdao's eyes.
Mr. Zhao once again entered the imperial city and met the current emperor in Zichen Hall.
The two old men met very enthusiastically, and they talked about their sons and daughters, and they talked about the eldest princess’ marriage.
The old emperor had only one central idea. Your son, who was a perfect son, ran away with my daughter twice. If you don’t know what you mean, you don’t know how to come to propose marriage.
The Zhao family is richest in the world, but there is no such thing as the Cui family. After all, it is the richest man in Daxing City. It is not an exaggeration to say that gold and silver make a mountain.
If you are so rich, how can you say the bride price? That's the eldest princess. If you don't have the courage to lose your Zhao family, you will be embarrassed.
Old man Zhao is a money-lovers, otherwise he would not have bought such a big family business. But now that his son wants to marry a princess, it is a matter of glorifying his ancestors, and the money he should spend is still spent.
Mr. Zhao said 100,000 taels of silver, but the old man opposite him didn't raise his head and didn't make any money. Mr. Zhao had to add 500,000 taels of silver.
It’s 500,000 yuan, but now it’s only a year’s tax. But it’s obvious that the old man opposite has a big appetite.
Mr. Zhao increased the price again and again, and the price had been raised to 2 million taels, but the one didn't spit. Mr. Zhao had already stepped back and gave the last price with his back teeth.
"Master, I am willing to give half of the fertile land of the Zhao family outside Daxing City." Emperor Hongdao suddenly smiled, got up and took the old man's hand, and sat on the couch.
"I will choose an auspicious day for my family, and I will issue an edict..."
Mr. Zhao didn't expect that the emperor was even more anxious than him, and even a little impatient.
The news of the eldest princess’ wedding spread quickly throughout Daxing City. The people loved the eldest princess who looked like a fairy, and Daxing City suddenly became lively.
The Zhao family is happy, the royal family is happy, the people are happy, and even civil and military officials are happy.
But there was one person who couldn't be happy, and that person did something incredible.
The stone steps in front of the Lishan Academy are less than ten levels, and the ground is more than ten feet deep. The dean has not allowed people to restore the original appearance. The reason is very simple. Students can save some effort when entering and leaving the academy in the future.
Have you saved it? Actually, I didn’t save it, but the dean said so. Who would have measured it inch by inch and argued with the dean?
At this time, there were two more people in front of the gate of the academy. One was as beautiful as a fairy, and the other fell into the charcoal basket. It was hard to tell which one was charcoal and which one was human.
"Chen Luan, please see the saint."
The eldest princess, who was about to be overjoyed, suddenly met with the saint of the academy. This was very intriguing. But everyone has come, and it is unreasonable to be without politeness.
In the fenced courtyard, the eldest princess left Erhei outside the door and walked into the courtyard alone.
When the eldest princess saw the old man with his back facing him, she lowered her head and seemed to be fiddling with something, and she was talking to herself the word "interesting".
With a light cough, the eldest princess bowed and said, "Luan'er has seen the saint."
The dean turned around, glanced at Erhei at the door, and then smiled and said, "Get up quickly. At this critical moment, I came here because I was dissatisfied with the marriage and wanted to hide in the academy to escape."
The dean said his thoughts, and the eldest princess blushed, but she still nodded vigorously.
But the dean smiled and said, "That boy Zhao Shiquan is quite good except for his fickleness. He shared his life and death several times, and that boy's thoughts should be true. Why? He didn't like this either."
The eldest princess didn't say anything, but nodded again.
The dean turned his head and looked at Erhei, and smiled and said, "I'm interested in this stupid person."
The eldest princess spoke: "He is not stupid."
The dean smiled and said, "Everyone runs away from me to hide. I am academy, not a refuge."
The eldest princess looked up and said, "Chen Luan is not hiding, Chen Luan is here to learn how to be a human being from the saint."
The dean laughed and said, "Little girl, please stop coaxing me with words. Do this, just like the boy in the inner room, you should be considered a registered disciple. Stay away casually, and don't have to live in Mount Li like other students."
Chen Luan was given a general amnesty and was busy giving a grand ceremony, but was stopped by the dean.
"If you kowtow, you will be spared. If your father chases you, if you want to fight with me, you will go down the mountain. After all, the academy needs to be clean and easy to study."
Even though the dean said so, Chen Luan also knew that his father would never stubbornly fight with the saints. So he couldn't help but look back at Erhei...