Don't run away

Chapter 3334 Maid Princess 73
Following this voice, a man over fifty years old came over.

Feng Xuanyi quietly stood by Lu Qingyu's side, saying that this is the magistrate.

Hearing that it was the magistrate, Lu Qingyu also took a look at it. The magistrate is also very old, and his eyes are clear, and he is not the kind of treacherous person.

"you are?"

Hua Yan frowned and looked at him.

"I am the magistrate of Yangzhou, this... The Lu family just went to tell me that I have written a memorial to the emperor."

Master Song looked at Huayan neither humble nor overbearing.

"Then... that's fine."

Saying this... Hua Yan frowned and looked at Lu Qingyu again.

"I just asked you why you said these are for food."

This woman, how can she be such a villain, who actually trips her up, how can this kind of person be worthy of Feng Xuanyi.

"Why did the princess ask me these things? I said I ate them myself... After all, my second brother brought these things back for me to eat. Although I found these good crops and kept them as seeds, the rest are also It's going to be eaten by me."

Lu Qingyu looked at her with a puzzled expression, not feeling that there was anything wrong with him.

"It seems that this princess misunderstood you!"

Huayan snorted coldly, she regretted not bringing out the thrush today.

I don't bother to do this kind of thing, but Thrush...

Lu Qingyu, right?you can.

"Humph!"

Huayan snorted again, turned and left.

After she left, the atmosphere obviously improved a lot.

"Master Song!"

Feng Xuanyi walked up to the magistrate and saluted.

Lu Qingyu also gave a salute.

"Excuse me, you two are really talented and beautiful!"

Mr. Song stroked his beard and laughed.

He was very happy, this matter was a great thing, and he reported it, which was of great help to his literary and political achievements.

I thought that my whole life would be like this, but now it seems that it is not the case.

"Your Excellency has won the prize!"

Feng Xuanyi gave way.

"These are the foods?"

Master Song took a few more steps forward, watching the tenant farmers dig out these things from the soil, and broke off the corn one by one.

On the ground, there are piles of piles, which is very gratifying to look at.

If all the people planted these, wouldn’t people starve to death when disaster strikes?
"correct!"

Lu Zhiting answered out loud.

"When I listened to you, these were all made by your sister."

When Mr. Song asked this question, he also looked at Lu Qingyu.

"It's my sister."

Lu Zhiting nodded, and bowed his hands.

"How did you come up with this idea?"

Lord Song looked at Lu Qingyu with a pleasing expression, and asked again.

"I'm not afraid of adults' jokes. I like to pack some food. My brother often goes out, and I will ask him to bring me food... I brought these things back for myself, but I didn't expect that the survival rate would be so high." There are many, and the output is also very amazing.”

Lu Qingyu was a little embarrassed when he said these words.

"So that's how it is! Hahaha... It's really unintentional."

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and to meet this incident, it is really a great joy for Mr. Song.

"My lord and my brothers will go to the river to have a good talk about this matter, and we will stay here for dinner at night, and then we will eat the yams and potatoes."

(End of this chapter)