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Chapter 35 I'm Angry, But I Don't Say It

Shi Huangshi was taken away by Yang Ke and his wife, and Yu Ma and Wu Cheng were busy dealing with Wu Luo's remnants. In the huge Yongle Palace, only Ji Le, Qingnian, Tian Ping, Zhao Qian and Wu Luo were left.

Ji Le ordered Zhao Qian and the others to send Wu Luo to the woodshed and locked up, leaving only three people in the hall.

Tian Ping was thinking about the farm work in the Mu Palace and stood up and said, "Your Highness, I still have farm work in the Agricultural Palace, so I'll go back first."

Ji Le blinked, held his cheek with his hands, and asked with a smile: "Can you prepare meal for you tonight?"

"No, I'll eat in the Agricultural Palace." After hesitation, Tian Ping said: "I'll come back to rest in the evening."

Tian Ping stayed in the Agricultural Palace for a day and finally had some understanding of the world.

In the Han Dynasty, the dynasty that followed oneself. However, these citizens had the same origin as oneself and were descendants of the Xia ethnic groups.

Then, it is unshirkable to help Xia Guo!

Although Ji Le's attitude towards Tian Ping at the beginning made him feel a little uncomfortable, Tian Ping was not a person to hold grudges. In addition, the young man made a reassurance, so he did not have much resentment towards Ji Le.

Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, Tian Ping is a member of Yongle Palace, so he naturally has to express his attitude in front of the Guoling. Living in Yongle Palace every day is to show his position.

"Don't prepare meals? That's right. If you want to get together in the Agricultural Palace and mix interpersonal relationships, there is nothing more convenient than "eating with the same worker and eat together." Ji Le thought for a while, it was a pity that he said: "I originally planned to send you lunch. I can only feel wronged by Mr. Hu. However, the food here in Xia Guo has a unique flavor and is mixed with exotic styles. Mr. Hu can try it first."

"I am a vulgar farmer, why don't you say you're disgusted with farm food?" Tian Ping bowed and agreed, intending to leave.

"Wait!" Ji Le stopped Tian Ping: "I remember to go back and ask for a book on farming and mulberry trees when I look back. Of course, I can trust the skills of the pre-Qin farmers, but it is far less than learning from them from many sources. The farming family is superb, but the ancestors also have inherited the farming craftsmanship of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the farming experience of the later dynasties is more precious."

Ji Le pulled Tian Ping and said for a while. Until the young man was a little impatient, he took out the food box left by Nangong and opened it to eat. Only then did Ji Le stop without any satisfaction.

"Anyway, the sir will go to the old man. He has any curved plows and trolleys. Of course, if the sir is interested, there are wooden ox and horses, you can also ask the old man. If you can go directly to unmanned automation farming, that would be even better."

After seeing Tian Ping off, Ji Le immediately changed his face and took away a piece of candied fruit from the young man: "Is this the food I gave me, what are you eating?"

"Taste the poison for you. What if the royal court poisons it?" said the young man snatched away two pieces of red rice cakes.

Ji Le's eyelids were furious and when he planned to grab them back, the young man decisively changed the topic: "What is the Quyuan Plough you just mentioned?"

"A farm tool from the Sui and Tang Dynasties is said to be quite convenient."

Sui and Tang dynasties?

A dynasty during the Han Dynasty?

After the young man pondered, he came up with several questions: "How efficient is this kind of agricultural tool? How much can the output be improved? What are the materials? What about the drawings? Let me see!"

“…”

"What? It's hard to say?"

"I don't know." Ji Le said helplessly: "I don't know much about this thing. Anyway, in my era, this kind of farm tool must have appeared in many historical novels. Especially novels from the Han Dynasty and Wei and Jin Dynasties, they have the highest sense of existence. Later I asked my friend, and my friend explained that this kind of farm tool was flexible in operation and saved effort. I don't know the specific drawings, but the old man must have a clear idea. Even if there are no drawings, there are written records in later agricultural books. Let the Agricultural Palace study it slowly."

Ji Le sighed quietly: "What can I understand as an ordinary modern person who doesn't eat grains?"

"I think you know corn? Corn is also a grain of grain-" The young man interrupted Ji Le bluntly.

Ji Le performed a show, but immediately changed his words and said, "What can ordinary modern people who are not touching the spring water? If you can't make gunpowder and rice paper, you will naturally not be able to make the crooked plow. Just be my spiritual master honestly, please study it yourself. For example, can you do your best to help me flourish the great powers of summer?" For example, let's talk about your name first?

The young man ignored Ji Le's performance and asked again: "So, you ordinary man who encouraged Tian Ping to go to the Agriculture Palace, are you planning to exert your influence here?"

Yang Ke asked Ji Le to slowly rush in the Ling Palace to isolate his influence on the Jiugong City. But how could Ji Le's impatient attitude be so? On the excuse that the Xia Kingdom's inheritance was cut off, Cangjie was pushed to the academy and asked Tian Ping to help in the Agricultural Palace.

The young man took out nine desserts and arranged them in front of the two of them.

"Ling Palace, Academy Palace, Agricultural Palace, which next goal is your?"

"Of course it's Yougong." Ji Le grabbed the pink pastry and bit it down.

"Female soldier? Do you want me to lead the soldiers?" the young man pretended to say, "Although I have never brought a female soldier, if you beg me sincerely, I will try it out with difficulty-"

hehe……

Ji Le showed a bright smile to the young man. Just when the young man thought the other party was going to begging others, Ji Le slowly said: "Indeed, I did plan to find you at the beginning. But if you think about it carefully, it is not too incompetent to ask you to lead a female soldier? You should be better at studying the martial arts system. As for the female soldier, I think female generals are more suitable."

"Female general?" The young man felt an ominous premonition: "You don't plan to infer a female general. Is there such a person in history?"

"Yes. I plan to try it tomorrow. I don't believe it for limited women to surrender. I can still fail this time!" Emperor Ou Jile was full of confidence in himself and had already determined his next candidate to surrender.

A famous woman in legend enjoys sacrifices from later generations and was even elected as a god for a time.

Of course, there were not many sacrifices to her in the Han Dynasty, and she could not reach the gods in one step like Shi Huangshi. But this would be fine, at least it would not attract too much attention from the gods.

The young man's face was wrong and his expression was a little gloomy. Do you want to summon him again? And he is also a soldier? Why do you feel that my status has plummeted?

But Ji Le didn't realize anything and asked the young man with great enthusiasm: "How am I doing today?"

"Idiotic!" The young man was not polite: "Being reckless and superficial. You will understand your intentions when you think about it."

Well, huh? Reckless? It’s okay if your uncle says this, you have the nerve to say it to me?

Ji Le widened his eyes and was about to refute, but the young man said again: "But...but the action is straightforward and neat, and it is also a good idea to cut off the root of the Ling Palace in one fell swoop."

The young man didn't expect that Ji Le would take such a ruthless move, and directly put Wu Luo under house arrest and asked Wu Cheng and Yu Yu to clean up the traitors in the Ling Palace.

According to his idea, Ji Le slowly planned after entering the Spirit Palace and turned around and asked for a reason to defame. Unexpectedly, he took action just as soon as he hit those ghosts and gods?

"After all, Wu Luo manages many sacrifices of gods, and you imprisoned him. How do you do those sacrifices of gods?"
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