Then he laughed stupidly.

Xiao Ba squeezed the small face of the dumpling, "Unfortunately, your Uncle Seven left Beijing a few months ago, otherwise you can eat the sweet potatoes in the mansion. When he planted these sweet potatoes, he did a lot of effort."

"Then leave it to Uncle Seven," Little Dumpling took another bite of the sweet potato, but the sweet potato was too big and much bigger than his small face, so he bit for a long time without gnawing off a piece of sweet potato skin. .

"Okay, keep it for your seventh uncle."

Xiao Ba squeezed the small face of the dumpling again, and then continued to dig the sweet potatoes. The sweet potatoes in their mansion are growing so well, it is the same when they want to come to the aunt's mansion.

He really guessed it right, no, it wasn't a guess, it was just that.

Their sweet potato seedlings were brought back from Shuowang's Mansion. This year is another good year that has been rare in ten years, and the natural sweet potato is also growing very well.

Moreover, King Shuo's mansion grows more sweet potatoes than they do, so he wants to receive more.

On the same day, Lord Jun himself picked up two baskets of sweet potatoes and went to see Emperor Wen Yuan. He also heard that the old Wang had a nose and tears, and it also felt that Emperor Wen Yuan’s eyes were red. Later, the two of them were still unhealthy. Shed a lot of tears.

The sweet potatoes sent by Emperor Wen Yuan to the old prince were all made into meals. The people in the palace also ate sweet potatoes for a day. When it was the next day, Emperor Wen Yuan focused on it. Praised Lord Jun, saying that their house is diligent and thrifty. They don’t plant flowers and plants, but grow grain. These grains will be filled into the grain depot to be used by the court to suppress disasters, and a piece was given to Prince Jun’s mansion. The plaque mentioned by Mishoubi.

Good people.

Lord Jun didn't lift his chin up to the sky at the time. He walked like flying and commanded people to beat the plaque with gongs and drums, and send it back to his mansion, which also made the ministers envious.

But just pulling flowers and planting sweet potatoes, not only won the early compliment of Emperor Wen Yuan, but also gained such a good reputation as Jishan.

Silver is easy to earn, and officials are also easy to make progress, but a good reputation is accumulated from generation to generation. It is also the honor of the Fuzhong for a hundred years. For future generations, this is what the ancestors have left for them. Precious things.

No one knows what will happen in the future, and things for later generations will only be known when they are in the hands of later generations.

And this good reputation can even be said to be a good destiny, and it may save the lives of the entire government.

How could the ministers not envy them, and they thought, why didn’t they think of this, what is the use of planting those flowers, flowers, and grasses in the yard every day? It’s better to grow sweet potatoes. Maybe they will get praise from the Holy Spirit. , Even if you don’t give them his dragon claws, and write a plaque like a good family, as long as you curse them less, they are all satisfied.

It should not be too late now. When they return to the house, they will pull out all the flowers and plants, and they will also plant sweet potatoes in the family. They go to the court as officials and fight each other. Of course, they will not plant sweet potatoes. Someone is missing.

It is also impossible to move forward to let others take the lead.

Then, in the capital, there was a wind of sweet potato planting. I heard that this wind was still blowing from King Jun’s mansion, and it was blowing everywhere, and it became a kind of Beijing atmosphere. Talk about other things, but sweet potatoes.

Sweet potatoes are the treasure of Da Zhou, and everyone likes them.

Sweet potatoes brought countless grains to Da Zhou. It also brought good things for the other three countries to exchange for Da Zhou. It also brought honor to the people of King Jun’s Mansion, and it also brought to the people’s table. Less dishes.

If you don't plant such a good thing, what else should you plant, flowers and plants?

Can you eat it, can you fill your stomach, can you get a gift from a good family, can it be donated to the national treasury for the winter earthquake?

In the Palace of Weiguo, Lin Yunniang, who was listening to her servants talking about the outside affairs, suddenly threw the cup in her hand on the ground, and also shocked her and stood there tremblingly. , Now I dare not say anything even a word.

A group of people who tend to follow the trend.

Lin Yunniang cursed, she looked in the mirror again and carefully looked at the scar on her face. It was a few pieces of meat missing. How could it not leave a scar, and the scar left was like It was like a bug crawling on her face, and it was disgusting and hideous. No matter how much Yurong ointment was used, it would be of no use, and she with this face was completely destroyed in this life.

If a woman has no appearance, how can she gain a foothold in this world? Shen Qingci, she is so cruel, she actually used this method to avenge her for the rest of her life.

She just wanted to make her feel bad and wanted him to die, but her partiality would not make her happy.

She will live well, but also to see what kind of retribution they will have in the future?

It's just, why is it not retribution, but the worship of the world to follow the trend, even the servants in the house, she can hear their compliments from their tone.

Why?

Yes, why, such a hypocritical woman, an old monster who **** human blood, they would like to praise this?

She refuses to accept it, and she will never accept it in her lifetime.

She gritted her teeth hard and didn’t swept all the things on the table. She had to endure, she had to endure. When she had a chance to take revenge, she would definitely not let go of those who hurt her. People who insult her.

At this time, someone hurried in from outside.

Lin Yunniang put her hand on her face, her fingers were even afraid to touch the obvious, ugly scar on her face. Even if it doesn't hurt now, it's her heart that hurts.

Her heart hurts all the time.

Pain to the injuries on my body.

Pain to her Lin family was ridiculed and humiliated.

Loving others and constraining one's own smile and insults.

"Bought things back?"

She put her hair down slightly, and also used this strand of hair to barely cover half of her face. Even if none of these people dared to look directly at her face, she always felt that they are now It is respectful, but who knows how to call her ugly in his heart?

The subordinate pressed his head very low, even when he was walking, he did not dare to look up at Lin Yunniang, and he did not dare to look directly at Lin Yunniang. Last time there was a subordinate, he just unintentionally watched more. At a glance, Lin Yunniang thought that she was laughing at her, so she beat the subordinate to half death on the spot. He was not allowed to treat the injuries in the mansion, so he sold it out.

Don't think about it, but you all know that the person must have survived, and the blood and blood that was beaten are in the hands of the man, how can he heal his injuries?

It's no wonder that so many people would leave the Palace of Weiguo and work as errands in other people's houses. At most, they would be beaten, scolded, and scolded. But here, that would be a loss.