Chapter 909 Dragon Dragon, Can't Compare With a Low Life?

In the afternoon of June, the sun was not the strongest of the year, and sometimes the breeze of the wilderness was blowing, sending it cool, and blowing waves of rice in the rice fields, the air was full of rice fragrance.

Mr. Liu and Mrs. Liu smiled.

This taste is similar to Xinghua Village.

It makes people feel as if they have returned to the village and feel at ease.

Walking to Tian Yan, squatting, looking at the rice ears that were bending down in front of him, Mr. Liu stretched out his hands and squeezed on the rice grains, full and solid.

"Looking at the growth of these rice, the farming must be old-fashioned, and the wait crops are very fine."

"My master is ridiculous. Our crop people rely on the crops to feed them, and we have refined the crops. After the autumn harvest, we will also be able to eat more." The old man working at the other end of the rice field stood up, rubbing his sweat on his face. Beads smiled.

"Yeah, we are good at crops, and the crops will be rich in rewards." Walking along the fields, the sweaty figures in the fields worked hard, and Master Liu smirked, "The paddy fields in our family must also fall. The rice stalks are out. The rice fragrant that comes out is stronger than here. "

Mrs. Liu and others followed him, and after hearing what he said, the old man was homesick.

They lived in Xinghua Village all their lives. The older they became, the more they became attached to their homes. Even if they only left for a short time, they would miss them.

No matter how good it is, it's not as good as your own home.

"Listening to Wangye, Xinghua Village is a paradise, and the old man would like to visit it when he has time." Qin Xiaodao said.

I heard the smile on the old man's face thick, "The general must come. At that time, the old man will take you to drink with the old guys in the village. The general will drink alcohol down the battlefield, and our crops will not lose you."

"My father said so, I must go."

"Wait for you! Hahaha!"

The hearty laughter overflowed the field and was extremely contagious. Even the croton and red beans held in the arms of adults were yelling and waving with their little hands.

"Yo, croton and red beans, do you want to go back to Xinghua Village?" Mrs. Liu teased.

"You ca n’t wait long to go. The royal children will start enlightenment when they are three years old. Your little village does n’t even have a teacher. That does n’t delay the baby.” The empress queen immediately said, “Wait for Croton and Red Beans. At the age of age, the Ai family gave them enlightenment from the Confucian and Chinese Confucian masters. Then they stayed in the palace and the Ai family personally urged them. "

"You say your wife, what you say is like disappointment. There is no teacher in our village, but the child is definitely happier there than in the palace. Enlightenment when you are three years old? Find a great Confucian to see the sky and say to them Those who care about it, can they understand? "

"How can't I understand? At first, Feng Qingbai was three years old, four years old, and four years old, capable of martial arts. When he was five years old, he was already able to argue with the master and learned too much. I can still be worse than Croton Red Bean?"

The two women fought again.

The people around him couldn't help but, when they were with the old lady at home, the empress was always fighting spirit.

Even the tenant farmers working in the fields could not help but smile when they heard the words coming from there.

"I didn't expect that when you were a child, things spread so widely, even the queen mother knew." Liu Yusheng followed Feng Qingbai behind the elders and heard the queen mother's words, joking.

"Fortunately, she has a reputation as a child prodigy." Feng Qingbai's lips lightened and he looked at the woman. "Now it's better, better than anyone else."

The eyes of the man were narrowed, and Liu Yusheng tasted what he meant.

Not only is Wen Tao slightly better than others, he is better than others in bed.

... this shameless.

Lose croton and red beans and still don't understand, otherwise he would be disrespectful.

Because the two Douer were young and hungry fast, they had to feed them once an hour or so, so everyone didn't go far, just returned to Zhuangzi after watching the rural scenery.

At this time, in the hall of Gande, Feng Moyu was leaning on a bench to suppress stuffiness.

"The emperor and the emperor should have arrived in the villa now."

"Return to the emperor, the slaves don't know." Xiao Banzi's face was bitter, and he didn't know where the king's villa was, even if the estimated time could not be estimated. The emperor asked him this way, didn't he embarrass him?

"What do you know?" Feng Moyu snorted softly, glanced out of the door of the temple, "still kneeling?"

"I'm still kneeling. The slave didn't want to persuade him, and said that he must see the emperor and ask the emperor to plead guilty."

Outside the palace, kneeling Mei Fei.

I came before lunch at noon and knelt down till now, not two hours before.

"Emperor, why don't you meet?" Xiao Banzi hesitated, stubbornly, "Mei Fei was pregnant with a dragon puppet. This kneeling for two hours might hurt the dragon ..."

There was a humming noise from the dragon chair, and the small board snorted immediately.

"It's really capable. Even the people around her have begged her."

"Emperor, the slave is wronged!" Xiao Banzi was so frightened that her legs were softened, and she changed her face. "The slave was loyal to the emperor, and she could learn from him! The only reason for the concubine for Mei Fei was the blood of the emperor ...

"Okay, timid as a mouse, how could I have chosen you to be a personal housekeeper." Feng Moyu stood up in disgust and went out.

Seeing the small board quickly followed, but did not dare to intercede.

If it weren't for her having the blood of the emperor, how could he softly intercede for her and cause himself to be abandoned by the emperor.

Outside the hall, two figures stood on their knees.

Seeing Feng Moyu come out, kneeling on the maidservant Lingxiang who walked quickly on her knees, crying, "The emperor, the emperor, it was the slave who was wrong. The slave did not know Taishan, and ran into Mrs. Liu. Everything was a slave. The emperor's fault is to be punished. It's all the slave's fault. It's not about the maiden's affairs. Ask the emperor to forgive the maiden. Let the maiden get up. She is still pregnant with the emperor's flesh! "

Lingxiang cried, reaching out to catch Feng Mo's clothes and kicking him.

Looking down at the woman who stood there kneeling upright, looked up at him but said nothing, Feng Moyu's voice was cold, "You are a girl, you do n’t even care about the bones and blood, you have to kneel here for two hours Forcing you to bow your head? The dragonfly that you conceived in your eyes is not as cheap as the life of a girl? "

"The emperor is angry, you can punish the body. You can also ask the emperor to spare Lingxiang a cheap life. After the body is in the harem, only this little maid beside him treats the emperor sincerely and asks the emperor to show mercy." Slowly lowered his eyes and raised his lower abdomen with one hand. "The birth of the emperor's house is the blessing of this fetus, and the emperor is generous once, and it is also a blessing for the fetus."

"What a clever mouth! Sharp teeth and sharp mouth! I really look down on you!" Feng Moji sneered, "Come here! Drag the Lingxiang down, hit the board with twenty sticks, and hit the old Mrs. Liu family. The death penalty can be avoided. No escape from life! "

(End of this chapter)