In the meeting hall of the palace, Ergou looked at Hua Jin with a blank look on his face, as if he had heard such remarks for the first time in his life. How could a woman leave a good princess alone and become a beggar?
But he soon remembered that the princess was not an ordinary woman.
He should try to keep up with the princess's thinking, but the princess follows her lead.
So Ergouzi immediately kowtowed and said:
"If your Majesty joins our Beggar Clan, how can I accept that I will be the deputy gang leader? Naturally, I will be the gang leader."
"Hahaha, leader of the Beggar Clan, huh~"
Hua Jin thought about it, held her head up and thought for a while, and couldn't help but laugh. From the princess to the leader of the Beggar Clan, why did she feel that she was still vaguely looking forward to it.
Then I saw Er Gouzi with a sad face and his knees on the ground.
"It's just your Majesty, let's talk about it, but it can't be done. If you live like a beggar and sleep in the open, you won't be well fed or clothed. Your Majesty, who is rich in gold and precious body, will suffer greatly."
"So you have to build the Beggar Gang well, so that when I become the leader of the Beggar Gang, I won't be deprived of even a meal of meat."
With a smile on her face, Hua Jin took out a contract,
"Come on, I've actually wanted to get you to join my gang for a long time. You beggars have also come to join me in my pig-raising business. Let's raise pigs together and get rich together."
"ah?"
Er Gouzi was even more shocked. The big business of raising pigs? He was not illiterate. He just listened to Hua Jin pointing to the terms of the contract and explaining them one by one.
The simple meaning is that Hua Jin plans to build a very large pig factory on the outskirts of Beidi City. The pig seedlings will be provided by some Wangfu Group, and Ergouzi will be responsible for finding labor to raise pigs in the pig factory.
The salary is very generous, and there are also five insurances and one fund. The five insurances probably mean that you will be guaranteed to see a doctor if you are sick, and you will be paid if you have a baby. Even if you no longer work in the pig factory, you can still get a few more months of unemployment benefits.
...That's probably what it meant. Ergouzi was shocked when he heard it.
There is such a good thing in the world. The princess is indeed the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva!
Ergouzi burst into tears of gratitude, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Hua Jin.
"Your Majesty, you are so kind to me. Please help the poor. My Majesty is so kind to me~~~oooooooooo~~~"
He was moved to tears.
Finally, he hurriedly took the contract and ran out of the palace to tell the refugees outside about the good news.
Anyone who heard the news couldn't believe their ears and asked Er Gouzi over and over again.
"If you are sick, do you really want to see a doctor?"
"Can I still get money for having a baby?"
"No, is there really such a good thing?"
Ergouzi kept nodding, yes, yes, of course there is such a good thing, he emphasized over and over again,
"This is the grace of the princess. Only by working for the princess's pig factory can you get such treatment. Not everyone is qualified to work in the pig factory."
"Of course we know this. Someone must be extremely loyal to the princess to have this qualification."
Someone answered for Er Gouzi, he nodded, of course it is. How can you be unfaithful when working for the princess?
The vigorous construction of a pig farm began, and it was no surprise that this matter reached Bi Yue's ears.
She laughed contemptuously for a while,
"When a clay-legged child is born, a clay-legged child is born. Even if he flies to a branch and becomes a phoenix, he still can't get rid of the smell of mud all over his body. It's so disgusting!"
As a princess, she has to be polite but not elegant, and she has to be talented but not talented. She is inseparable from the "pig" all day long, which really stains the identity of Princess Xiao Li.
Bi Yue turned around and said to Hua Xian'er, who was standing behind her like a maid:
"Look, my brother Yunqing was born into a noble family, and he used to be the most mysophobic person. If he knew that Hua Jin had close contacts with the untouchables at the bottom, and even opened a pig factory, he would definitely rush back as fast as possible.
He beat Hua Jin to death."
She is waiting!
When the time comes, let those untouchables collect the corpse for Hua Jin.
There was no moon or stars in the winter night, and the blizzard was falling. Li Yunqing, who Bi Yue said had a mysophobia, was covered in blood after reading the letter in his hand, and threw the letter written by Bi Yue into the fire in front of the corpse.
inside.
Tonight, another victorious battle was fought. The Beirong people were driven into the vast snowfield by him and the Shence Army. At present, the Shence Army stopped their rapid advance and stopped at the edge of the snowfield to rest.
The corpses of the Beirong people were piled on the ground beside him. Before he could drag them away, Li Yunqing sat down on the corpse tiredly, stuck the cicada-wing knife on the ground, and took a rest.
He had no time to deal with the idle moans of a little girl like Bi Yue.
On the battlefield, he was fighting for his life, while Bi Yue hummed about unrealistic things.
Let's not talk about whether he would divorce Hua Jin for Bi Yue. He only said that compared with Bi Yue, Hua Jin was his heart's desire. What about Bi Yue? Li Yunqing didn't even remember what she looked like.
Li Yunqing is not willing to hurt his wife for the sake of a childhood sweetheart who doesn't even remember her appearance.
However, Li Yunqing frowned again and asked the messenger in front of him,
"Except for the letter sent by Princess Biyue, has the princess written to me?"
The messenger in armor looked down at the mail bag and shook his head.
"No, Your Majesty, the Princess has not written to you..."
Seeing Li Yunqing frowning, the messenger quickly said:
"But the princess has asked the inn to deliver something to the prince."
"Um?"
Li Yunqing's face was covered with blood, and he raised his sword eyebrows. The straight lips on his face curved, his expression obviously relaxed, and he asked gently:
"Is it the cotton-padded coat made by the princess herself? Or the embroidered shoes?"
In his army, there are many Shence soldiers who will receive clothes and shoes made by their own wives. Every time they receive these things, those pieces of shit will be taken out and walked around in front of him, showing off silently.
Ichiban.
All I have to do is make it clear that eventually my wife will do this or that. The princess has never given the prince cotton-padded clothes or shoes!
Ah, so annoying!
But this time, Li Yunqing no longer has to envy, envy or hate others. His princess has brought him things, and he also has cotton-padded clothes and shoes made by his wife. How happy he is!
Facing the expectant gaze of King Xiao Li, the messenger trembled a bit. He seemed to be cold, lowered his head and said:
"That's it, the gift is..."
"What? What did the princess give me?"
Li Yunqing didn't hear clearly, with a happy smile on his face, he asked again carefully.
The messenger shook his finger and pointed to the cart on the side. The cart was covered with cloth. It looked like the gift the princess gave to the prince was very big.
Just listen to the messenger cautiously say:
"This is what the princess gave to the prince."
"The princess is interested."
Li Yunqing's face was full of emotion. He stood up and walked to the side of the cart. He said that his wife had not given him anything for so long. It turned out that she had saved it all together. Either she would not give it to him or she would not give it to him.
Send him a cart.
He is so happy, with a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for!
Li Yunqing raised his hand and stroked the gift from his beloved wife covered under the cloth. He couldn't help but show off in a loud voice.
"My princess, you can see that she loves me terribly. She sent you so many things. Oh, she is so clingy and annoying!"
The gods and soldiers cast their envious and jealous gazes over them. In the midst of the crowd's attention, Li Yunqing was like a proud male peacock. He lifted up the cloth covering the cart, revealing half a fan of slaughtered pork inside.
"I have told her not to do these embroidery work, lest she hurt her eyes..."
Li Yunqing's smile froze on his face. He looked down at the half fan of pork sent by his beloved wife and froze in the snow.
Really. Half a fan of pork, very heavy and fat, showing that Huajin is full of sincerity.