The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 125 I Really Learned

"The Marquis of Donghai is in his prime, and it will take many years for the son of Dongfang to inherit the title." Prime Minister Gu sat back, picked up the teacup but refused to drink, "If the eldest princess doesn't want to go to Dengzhou far away, she can stay in Luojing for a long time. The government also makes it possible."

In the Southern Dynasty, the only Princess Protector who leapfrogged the rank of chieftain, her honor was only inferior to the emperor and empress, and only others accommodated her. It was his good fortune that Dongfang Yu could be favored by the eldest princess.

Gu Jiayan's voice was difficult: "Father supports Jiang Jingzhang?"

He didn't say how much he knew about Jiang Jingzhang, but he also knew that Jiang Jingzhang had no talent, but he was narrow-minded, selfish and extreme, and had no tolerance for others.

Can such a person really become a Mingjun?

"Yes and no." The unexpected answer, "You are not a three-year-old child. You must know that this world can never be black and white. The struggle for power often focuses on the result."

To put it bluntly, it is to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight without affecting the overall situation of the court. Whoever wins will support whoever wins. In the future, when the new emperor ascends the throne, neutrals still need to maintain their power.

The neutral faction defends the imperial power, so why not their own interests?

Gu Jiayan couldn't blame anything, he returned to the study in a daze, saw the carp lantern placed beside the desk, and thought of the similar carp lantern given to Jiang Fuguang on the flower viewing festival.

"There is a white chicken horn on the top of the mountain. It is meat after peeling it off. It is named after a Chinese herbal medicine."

"Xie (xie) white."

"Xiaobai, also known as [Yebaitou], will meet in the bright sun in the next spring without the need for wind and snow [Yebaitou]."

"Sex and taste, pungent and bitter."

"For chest pain and heartache."

Gu Jiayan's mouth was full of bitterness, and for the first time in his life, he tasted the pain of a knife, but he didn't have 'Xiaobai' to cure his chest pain and heartache.

"Young Master Gu!" A voice suddenly came from next to his ear, and Gu Jiayan turned his head to look as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Jiang Ning stood behind him softly and gracefully.

She was dressed in a light gray sackcloth, which did not conceal her graceful and graceful demeanor: "I usually live in seclusion and don't know many people, can I be with you?"

Gu Jiayan opened his mouth, about to refuse.

Gu Lingyi leaned over and said, "Second brother, haven't you found someone to work with, so let's go with Princess Ningrou. She is delicate, and I don't feel at ease with someone I don't know."

Gu Jiayan couldn't refuse, so he nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Ningrou looked very happy, tipped her heels lightly, and smiled softly and coquettishly: "Then I will thank Mr. Gu first."

The sun gradually rises.

Emperor Nanxing finally threw down his hoe, and the civil and military ministers and family members finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just when they thought they could finally finish their work, they just watched helplessly. His Majesty walked up to the imperial concubine and took the basket from the imperial concubine .

"It's too hot, go up and rest," Emperor Nanxing saw that her face was blushing, and under the sun, she showed a healthy and beautiful blush, which he had been looking forward to for many years. "For the rest of the work, I'll do it for you."

Concubine Mu Gui hadn't sweated so much for many years, her body was sticky and uncomfortable, but she was very happy in her heart. She took the blue handkerchief from her sleeve, tiptoed slightly, and raised her hand to help His Majesty wipe away the sweat: "Your Majesty has worked hard."

Her brows and eyes were full of smiles, she was so charming and charming, the shock in Emperor Nanxing's heart could not be subsided for a long time: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, don't be tired."

"Okay." Concubine Mu Gui put away the handkerchief and responded with a smile.

The two emperors and concubines acted as if no one was around, and openly showed their affection, which offended many people present. No wonder His Majesty did not bring the empress with him. The name was to let the empress stay in Beijing to receive the ministers who came to Beijing to congratulate him one after another.

Others are paying attention to His Majesty, only Ji Ruxuan has really learned.

As soon as he dropped the hoe, he approached Jiang Fuguang: "I'll help you."

I couldn't help but say that I took the basket in her hand, threw beans, filled the hole, and was so busy that it was a joy.

Dongfang Yu, who was a step behind him, secretly scolded Ji Ruxuan chicken thief, saw tea on the ridge of the field, hurried over, poured a cup of tea and brought it to Jiang Fuguang.

"The eldest princess has been busy for a long time, drink a cup of tea and rest."

Jiang Fuguang was indeed a little thirsty, so he didn't refuse: "Thank you, Prince Dongfang."

Ji Ruxuan grunted, threw the soybeans into the pit with all her strength, buried them with her feet, and stepped on them twice angrily.

Qi Yanhuai, who was lying on the tree with crooked neck, couldn't help laughing: "Hey, you trampled the soybean so hard, how can it germinate."

Ji Ruxuan ignored him, just two soybeans, if they don't germinate, they won't germinate.

"After the land is planted, someone from the household department will divide it up. After the seeds germinate, they will count the germination, survival, growth, and harvest of each person. If they are well planted, they will be rewarded. If they are not well planted, they will be reprimanded. , Punishment, those who are too bad, may even be dismissed from office.”

Is it just for fun when you bow to the farm?

Every year because of unsatisfactory planting, there are countless people who are dismissed from office. Look at these pampered elders. When they are in the field, who doesn't treat themselves as a bully and dare not neglect in the slightest?

broken!Ji Ruxuan immediately squatted down on the ground, digging up the tightly stepped soil with both hands, picked out the soybeans from the soil, and planted them again.

He stood up and raised his eyes, and saw Jiang Fuguang and Dongfang Yuzheng looking at him without a word.

Qi Yanhuai, who was on the tree with his neck crooked, laughed so hard that his stomach hurts.

I offended brother, I will never doubt it again, you have a bad intention for my sister and want to castrate you, this is a stick.

When bowing to the plowing ceremony, one had to eat coarse tea and light rice, and experience the sufferings of the people. Emperor Nanxing set an example, and the ministers of civil and military affairs and his family members also followed suit.

Lunch ended in the process of the monarch and his ministers suffering together, but having fun.

Not long after returning to the courtyard, Ji Ruxuan sneaked over to look for her with a package.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Fuguang opened his eyes wide.

"I'm not thinking about it. You must not be full at noon. I've brought you something to eat." Ji Ruxuan strode into the gazebo and opened the package.

"It's a rich chicken," Jiang Fuguang's eyes lit up, and he asked again, "During the plowing ceremony, it's not allowed to fire without permission. How did the rich chicken get here?"

"I went to the people's house at the foot of the mountain and borrowed a fire." Ji Ruxuan opened the lotus leaf.

The strong fragrance made Jiang Fuguang move his index finger.

Ji Ruxuan ripped open the chicken belly and took a cloth bag from it. It was shiny and shiny, and every grain of rice was dyed golden yellow.

He took a knife and picked the chicken off the lotus leaf: "Eat it quickly!"

The green japonica rice is crystal clear, soft and glutinous, full of chicken fat and delicious aroma, the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, it looks greasy, but it tastes not greasy at all.

"Jiang Fuguang," Ji Ruxuan looked at her with his chin in his hands, "Do you want to marry Dongfang Yu?"

"Sister Sanhuang is eighteen years old and hasn't married yet. It's too early for me to think about it now." Jiang Fuguang didn't answer directly, "Why are you asking this?"

　Ji Ruxuan: Do you want to marry Dongfang Yu?

　　Jiang Fuguang: Why do you ask this?
　　Ji Ruxuan: Well, let’s make sure whether we want to engage him or not. Although it’s a little troublesome to engage a prince, but~ it’s not a big problem to break his face or something~
　　What kind of buddhist readers are you guys? When I said I dropped the list yesterday, you rushed back for me. I doubt it. You usually read books and don’t vote. He is my reader, he should be pampered even on his knees~
　　Hmm, it's the end of the month, the monthly passes in the hands of the guys, come to the bowl soon~
　　
　
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