Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1081 Don't give up on my wife (one more)
No matter how beautiful the reunion is, there is also a time of separation.

After the eldest princess left, Luo Fengtang still couldn't calm down for a long time.

The two of them were lying under the quilt, talking about it all the time, and it was almost dawn, but he still had no intention of going to sleep.

On the contrary, Yang Ruoqing yawned again and again.

In the end, under her coercion, he had to close his eyes.

The two embraced each other and fell asleep, and when they woke up, it was already night.

There was an oral order from the eldest princess to let the two of them go to Fengzao Palace for a dinner party.

Yang Ruoqing knew that this was the eldest princess who wanted to see her son.

The two stayed in Beijing for more than ten days, and the mother and son had a good reunion.

On the night before leaving to return to Changping Village, the eldest princess came to the inn again to see her off.

She pulled Luo Fengtang, and after some careful instructions, the eldest princess called Yang Ruoqing to her.

"A long time ago, there was a prince in our Daliao, who was as rich as an enemy."

"Later, due to some incidents, he was expelled from Daliao and fled into Daqi."

"According to the royal secret records, this prince died in Daqi later, but the treasure he brought with him is probably hidden in the Sleeping Niu Mountain behind your village..."

"What?"

Luo Fengtang opened his eyes wide.

"Why does the Sleeping Niu Mountain behind our village hide so many secrets?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing was also amazed: "Mianniu Mountain, hundreds of miles away, seems to be a treasured land of geomantic omen."

The eldest princess smiled gently, "I will tell you two this secret. If you are interested in the future, you can go find the treasure."

"If you find it, it's all yours, so treat it as a congratulatory gift from your mother," she said.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, Luo Fengtang said: "Well, let's talk about it later."

After bidding farewell to the eldest princess, the two returned to Zhongjing.

Then he stopped by to say goodbye to the Great Elder and Yan Huai'an.

Na Risong chased out of the city gate on horseback: "Wait a minute!"

Luo Fengtang rode on the horse king Gao Gaobei, while Yang Ruoqing sat in the carriage behind.

Hearing Nari Song's shout, both of them stopped.

Luo Fengtang looked at Na Risong who was catching up, and the corners of his lips curled up in a teasing arc.

"That Risong, you still don't give up on my wife, are you going to stop her?" He asked with a smile.

That day, my head was full of black lines.

He glanced at Yang Ruoqing who poked her head out of the carriage, and grinned: "I don't dare to covet the patriarch, I came out to see him off!"

On that day, Song Dao took out a flagon from his waist.

Unscrew it, took a sip by himself, and handed it to Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang readily took it and took a big gulp.

When Ri Song saw Luo Fengtang drank, he was very happy.

"You two have a good trip, come back to the north to have a look when you have time," he said.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "I will definitely, Brother Nari Song, if you go to the south in the future, I will treat you to drink sweet-scented osmanthus wine!"

Nari Song's eyes brightened, "Find me some fresh and fresh southern girls..."

Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then smiled.

He raised his hand and patted Na Risong's shoulder: "No problem!"

The two equally good men both laughed.

On the carriage, Yang Ruoqing watched all this with a smile.

Na Risong is a rising star in the clan, and will join the elders in the future.

As the patriarch, I will have to contact him in the future.

Over there, Na Risong said goodbye to Luo Fengtang, he turned his horse and came to Yang Ruoqing's carriage.

"Patriarch, then... cherish it!" he said.

Looking into her eyes, there is still a faint trace of fascination and reluctance.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded to him.

"You too, precious!"

……

The carriage got on the road and headed towards Daqi in the south.

This trip, including the time spent on the road, and the delays in Zhongjing and Shangjing.

Yang Ruoqing did the math, it took more than two months to go back and forth.

It was the eighth day of the first lunar month when I came out, and it was around Qingming when I went back.

The carriage left Yanmen Pass and traveled across the state and county.

The roadside scenery is also changing.

Coming from the white snow in the north, it is March in Yangchun here.

On both sides of the road, golden rape blossoms are connected together.

The carriage is walking on the country road, just like being in Huahai.

Yang Ruoqing no longer nestled in the carriage, and at Luo Fengtang's invitation, she also sat on King Ma's back.

The two rode together, watching the beautiful scenery all the way back to Changping Village.

After leaving the village for more than two months, they came back again, and both of them felt like years had passed.

"Hey, it's better to travel to thousands of mountains and rivers and eat delicacies from mountains and seas!"

Looking ahead, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help sighing that she could already see the villages with white walls and blue tiles.

"Me too." Luo Fengtang said.

"Although there is my mother in the north, I was born and raised here, and I am used to this as my hometown." He said again.

Yang Ruoqing looked up at him: "Tang Yazi, I have an idea."

"Say."

"In the past, I thought about moving my family to Dacheng, but now, I've changed my mind." She said.

"I'm going back to the village this time. I have to do something big. I won't be going back to the south for now." She said again.

"What's the big deal?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I want to take advantage of the beginning of spring and the warmer weather to surround a large piece of land at the entrance of the village and build a large garden-like courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River."

"Building a yard?" Luo Fengtang was surprised.

"Didn't your house be built last year?" He asked again.

Yang Ruoqing rolled his eyes at him: "You idiot, my house belongs to my house, and what I want to build is our own little nest!"

A little den for two?
Luo Fengtang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yang Ruoqing counted with her fingers: "It's the beginning of March, and we'll start building the house when we get back. If the construction goes well, we'll be able to live in it in five months."

"When the house is finished, we'll get married. How about it?" she asked.

Get married when the house is completed?
Luo Fengtang was shocked by this sudden good news.

"So, during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, we can get married?"

His voice was aroused, and his face was filled with ecstasy.

Yang Ruoqing blushed and nodded.

"Well, getting married!" she said.

"Really? Great, great!" Luo Fengtang was so excited that he could speak awkwardly.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

"And you, go back to the southern barracks and do your own thing."

she continued.

"Leave it to me to build a house at home."

"I stayed in the village to build a house, and I have to buy more land."

"I've thought about it, I won't go looking for the treasure in Sleeping Ox Mountain."

"It's always a little unsafe to get a windfall."

"As a human being, we still have to rely on our own hands to earn every penny and be a small landlord with no worries about food and clothing. That's enough. What do you think?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang listened carefully, and then nodded solemnly.

"That's exactly what I thought," he said.

When his mother told him that there was that treasure, he never thought about digging it.

What Qing'er said is right, spend the money you earn, be practical.

(End of this chapter)