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Chapter 182 Good poetry, very wet(2/3)

How can you build these things? It’s so good? Who wants to leave then? Who still remembers the hatred of the country?

What I tasted bitter when I slept on firewood and tasted gallbladder, but now it was sweet. How could I remember the bitterness and destroy Wu?

Yan'an's poison, this is Yan'an's poison! Being content with enjoyment is like drinking poison to poison yourself!

And there are many such people.

To put it bluntly, these loyal people are extremely simple and not afraid of death. Following the official family from Yashan to Fusang. After walking thousands of miles, the energy in their hearts was determined to die.

The official said that he wanted to be strong, that was to be strong, and he could not even be brave.

However, they could not stand the slightest wavering of the official family.

If the official family is shaken, doesn't want to go back, or starts to enjoy themselves, the support in their hearts will collapse.

This matter is very big and controversial.

Later, it even evolved into that some people spontaneously surrounded Yangjiyuan and other places and refused to leave, urging craftsmen and soldiers, "Don't cover it, we don't need it!"

Only by suffering oneself can one not forget the Central Plains!

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"Hanjianyuan?"

The three old brothers of the Ministry of Revenue "Preparation Committee for Homecoming" were like squatting in a confinement, staying in a small house with people taking care of them.

But how could I not know the news outside? Don’t care?

At this time, Mr. Chen was squinting his eyes and frowned, "I'm confused!! What kind of raising our pride? Why don't we let King Ning be ruined?"

Lu Xiufu also frowned. It’s nothing to raise a house or not, just build it! In recent years, there have been a lot of trouble because of the lack of helplessness between the elderly and the young.

But, didn’t you say you wanted to increase troops in Seattle? Didn’t you want 500,000? What the hell is the Jiansheyuan?

Mr. Lu couldn't figure it out. What is the connection between these two things? It's from the inside out, just from the inside out?

The Mongolians over there are going to call me, so build an orphanage to suppress the shock?

Could it be that they are planning ahead? They really can't beat them. If they die, they will leave orphans and widows and no one will raise them. They will be thrown into the stewardship house?

Mr. Lu began to let himself go, thinking about countless possibilities, but he just didn't understand what the routine was.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Zheng with Mr. Chen, and saw Jiang Dianshuai looking at the sky outside in a daze, his eyes full of yearning.

It made Lu and Chen both curious, "What are you looking at?"

We leaned over to look at each other, and the three and a half old men were sticking their hips, stretching their necks, and looking at the high sky through the half-open lattice window.

Hey!? Don’t say it, why didn’t you notice it? The sky is so blue! The clouds are so white! The wind is so light! I want to write a poem to express my mind!

Lu Xiufu: "The quiet winter is still warming the Fusang road, the sky is like washing, and the clouds are like cotton."

Chen Yizhong: "The wall of the Ministry of Revenue covers the court with new seeds of crabapple seeds, and hundreds of officials are busy."

The two of them said one by one, and then looked at Jiang Jin together, meaning that it was your turn!

As a result, Jiang Zheng said, "Three pieces...the coffin wood!"

"Ahhhh!!" The two of them rolled their eyes together.

A good poem about the jade table made him a likable poem.

You are just a coffin wood? You are still a coffin board! Your whole family has coffin boards!

Jiang Zheng spread his hands, "Isn't it? Three people added one piece, not two hundred, and they are still one hundred and fifty years old, right? He guarded an empty room and sighed at the sky. Isn't it just waiting for the coffin board that was buried in the soil, what?"

“…”

“…”

Mr. Chen was so excited by Jiang Jin that he shook his arms, "I can't bear it anymore, go out for a walk!"

Lu Xiufu: "I'm still strolling around? Where can I strolling around?"

Chen Yizhong, "Didn't they build a stewardship house? Let's go and see that stewardship house."

As he spoke, he pulled Lu Xiufu and Jiang Jin and left.

He really can't stay there, so he has to go out for some breath, otherwise he will go crazy.

The plan was agreed to be returned to Song, but now, who has the time to take care of the three of them, let alone what return to Song.

Zhao Wei’s big strategy is to go out for two years, which means that he has no intention of leaving within two years, so he is not going to do anything!

Mr. Chen can’t think about these things, just think about it and have the desire to give himself a big mouth.

Are you stupid? Ning Wang used a little trick, and you sharpened your head and went into the dark room by yourself.

After that, you can't say that you are rushing to compete for this quota? It's not someone who forces you to come in, you can only suffer a loss.

But you can't just hold it in this small dark room for two years, right? Then you're not going to die?

So, have to go out!

If you are embarrassed, just embarrass yourself. Anyway, everyone is as clear as the mirror now, and the three husbands were cheated by King Ning.

Since you know it, it is embarrassing to shrink, it is better to be embarrassing to be generous.

Lu Xiufu and Jiang Jin also thought so, and they were quite wronged!

You said that Mr. Chen and Zhao Wei have a grudge, which is reasonable. But why did we get into the trap? King Ning is really good to me!

Then go out for a walk and see what the hell is going on in Ning Wang and what kind of Yangjianyuan is building.

As they spoke, the three brothers and brothers came out of the Ministry of Revenue officials in a strange gaze and headed towards Xinyashan City.

The road is quite long, just take a walk, anyway, there is some time.

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On the other hand, after several days of cultivation, Zhao Wei finally came back to life. He didn't know how he returned to Prince Cheng's Mansion that day from Daqing Palace.

It was almost noon, and Zhao Wei opened his eyes in a daze, and heard that Wang Yu was already busy in the outer room.

Zhao Wei didn't have to look at it, just knowing that this girl had prepared all the things she had washed up for him.

I turned over and got out of bed and was about to go out when I heard a hurry outside and the sound of opening and closing the door.

Zhao Wei smiled and opened the curtain.

Sure enough, the noodle soup was hot, but there was no sign of it.

"Am I scary?" Zhao Wei laughed at himself, "Doesn't you leave your name without leaving a name for doing good deeds?"

This has been the case these days. Wang Yu came in to clean up for him. When he heard Zhao Wei get up, he hurriedly ran away. It was as if Zhao Wei was a fool, and he didn't know that she did it.

Well, you are indeed a fool. Your father has the same attitude and he doesn't know anything.

I washed my face and rinsed my mouth beautifully, and I felt refreshed and full of energy for a long time!

I went to the front hall to have lunch with Zhao and Luo, but I didn't see Wang Yu.

Zhao Wei took the opportunity to remind his father, "Dad, no matter how you say it is, Mr. Wang's beloved daughter, you can give him a gentle support. It seems that our family can't afford to hire a maid, and he will be ordered by people now."

Zhao Yuluo stared at him, wishing he could kick this bastard's son to death.

Why do you know nothing?

The words are puns, "What should I do? At worst, I will compensate my son to others!"

When Zhao Wei heard this, "No! Absolutely no! Just Wang Yinglin's father-in-law, I won't do it if I beat him to death!"

Zhao Yuluo: "..."

Now he really wants to kick Zhao Wei to death, but he hasn't seen the situation clearly yet? Can you please let me? No matter how difficult this father-in-law is, you will be sure.

I am not struggling with Wang Yu's affairs, and it is not the time to mention it yet.

Everyone in the court was busy, at least the busiest two months would have passed. At that time, I would like to ask Empress Dowager Yang to give me a marriage, and this kid would have to follow him if he didn't follow him.

Anyway, Wang Yu is so old, and it’s considered late for a long time, and it’s not bad for the past two months.

Zhao and Luo have already planned to give their marriages for the past two months, and then prepare for one month and three months to get married.

Then, we strive to give Wang Yu a man and a woman before Zhao Wei returns to Song.

One man and one woman must be!

The eldest grandson of Shu is in Sichuan and cannot get through now. Zhao and Luo have to leave behind their legitimate granddaughter as their companion, right?

"Um!"

While raising rice into his mouth, Zhao and Luo were sure that they didn't know whether the Wang family's little fish was competing for a good stomach or not, and they couldn't let the bastard go back no matter what he said.

"Oh, by the way!"

After fantasizing for a long time, my dad remembered something again.

"I heard that the people in the Yangjiyuan were blocking it. Cao Qingxun went there several times but couldn't persuade him. There would be troubles after a long time. Go back and you can go there yourself!"

Zhao Wei frowned, "Let my eldest nephew go! You are so old that you can't be spoiled by the empress dowager. It's time to come out and do something."
To be continued...
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