Duan Yi was in tears and felt so angry that she felt so annoyed. She picked up a chicken leg and bit her hatred.

When Cui Zi saw her eating look, she slapped her hands with chopsticks, and hesitated whether to take it seriously and find Uncle Min to come to another table.

He estimated the money in his private warehouse, and thought that he could afford to raise Duan Yi for eight lifetimes, and breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"I should accumulate grain," Cui Zi said more seriously.

Duan Yi threw the chicken bones at the table, confused.

She thought about it and frowned, "Storing grain is a good thing, but after the autumn harvest, the people just collected new grain, and the rest were all stored for the winter. From now on, when the rice seedlings were planted in spring, the fields were green and yellow."

"If it is plundered, then it will not be a place to ask for food, but their lives."

But it’s not only the end of the year, but in early spring, the food was almost eaten, and the buds in the fields did not grow. If you want to pull a tree, you can only chew the bark, which is the most likely to famine.

If you don’t have a good time in the past year and have too little surplus after paying taxes, you can even sell your children and eat Guanyin soil.

Cui Zi knew that she had misunderstood and looked cautious, "Well, don't worry, Jiangnan is a grain-producing road, there are many granaries, and there are no need to seize food from the mouths of the people."

Duan Yi nodded and put down her chopsticks. She blinked and said something she was interested in, and suddenly became excited.

"When I was in Jiannan, I often followed Mr. Guan to work everywhere, not just doing wooden work. Sometimes I also dug wells, dig canals, open up wastelands and hoard terraces. As for building bridges and roads, that is common."

"Shu is based on mulberry farming affairs, and floods often occur. Li Bing repaired the Dujiangyan and then added the Feishayan. The people on the plains did not thank the emperor or the immortals, but only thanked the Li County Magistrate so that they could have a safe meal."

Duan Yi said, sighing.

"Then what is fighting to dominate the world and unify the martial arts world has nothing to do with the majority of ordinary people. Whoever lets them eat and wear well is to have a wise king. When will the emperor be Chen Sanlang or Chen Wulang? Who cares?"

Cui Zi listened more seriously, thinking that when Duan Yi went to search for the old ghost, many ordinary people along the way greeted her enthusiastically and talked about water conservancy, agriculture and sericulture with her. He thought it was strange at the time.

Now that he heard this, he realized why Duan Yi would rather wander than leave Shuzhong.

Her foundation is not actually in the army, but in the people.

Duan Yi, who was dedicated to helping them have a full meal, is the wise ruler in the hearts of ordinary people in Shu.

If she was there, Gu Mingrui would be Gu Congrong's grandson. How could he successfully inherit Shuzhong?

Cui Zi thought even more, and suddenly felt relieved.

Duan Yi, who is so open and honest, caring about the people, and able to fight, is still very weak now, but as she herself said, no matter where she is rooted, she can grow into a towering tree.

If the love between the two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay day and night?

He and Duan Yi will meet in the highest place.

Duan Yi was eating very fast, and soon she swept away all the dishes in front of her. She felt the remaining belt and sighed at her foresight. She deserved to be you! Duan Yi!

If I hadn't had a loose belt before, I wouldn't have been strangled into a gourd baby now!

The more she thought about it, the more proud she became. She picked up the teacup and looked at Cui Zigeng with satisfaction, "What are you always looking at me sighing? There was a table in front of me, and the food was served on my back. I sat opposite you..."

"No matter how you look at it, it seems like worshiping ancestors! The unfilial grandson did not make much money this year, so he would not offer pig heads to exchange for pig feet..."

Cui Zi's face turned darker.

"Well, the sun outside the window just now shone in, and the sun was dazzled. He actually treated you as the living Bodhisattva with golden light!"

Cui Zi said speechlessly, the one who had the wise king just now was clearly an illusion!

Duan Yi looked out the window and glanced at Cui Zigeng with contempt, "You are not dazzled, you are blind!"

Cui Zi saw her unrestrained appearance, sighed lightly, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Duan Yi.

"Since we have used it well, let's go down and take the black-sailed boat. As we rowed, we went to Xiaozhu. If we don't take the boat in Suzhou, it's like we went to Jincheng but not Dujiangyan."

Cui Zi even took out the silver and put it on the table. He took out a small brocade box and placed it next to the silver.

"Uncle Min's mother is from Shu. Although she had already come to Jiangnan with the family of Xingshang when she was young, she has never forgotten her hometown. Uncle Min's Min is derived from the Minjiang River."

"I brought her some things from Shu, which can satisfy her homesickness."

Duan Yi listened and looked at Cui Zi with a little surprise.

A delicate mind!

Yes, if you are not thoughtful, how could you deceive her Duan Yi and let her smash the imperial seal in your hand!

Duan Yi thought about it, took the lead, flipped towards the window, and landed straight on the ground.

She turned her head, shook her hair, and waved her hand to Cui Zigeng.

Cui Zi was even more helpless and jumped down and landed beside Duan Yi.

"Why do you want to jump out of the window, like a thief?"

"Bandits are also thieves. I'm adapting to being the queen in advance."

The two of them quarreled and quickly got on the black-sailed boat. As soon as they walked in, Duan Yi's eyes lit up and she exclaimed in surprise.

Although this ship of sparrows is small and has all the organs, it looks dark and inconspicuous, but it is magnificent inside, with small books, small tables and soft quilts. Next to the cabin, there is a bamboo flute hanging.

Cui Zi shook his oars even more slowly, and the boat went downstream, passing through the small arch bridges, seeing the fireworks of the old city.

Duan Yi picked up the bamboo flute and started blew it quietly.

None of the two spoke, and just walked along the winding river to the small plum tree.

Duan Yi hung the bamboo flute back, bent down and was about to leave the cabin, but saw Cui Zigeng handing over a brocade bag, "It's not a valuable thing, it's a seal, I carved it myself, and I'll give it to you as a farewell gift."

Duan Yi was stunned. She didn't prepare anything for Cui Zi.

She thought about it and took it.

"When the inspiration is lost, I will save it and ask someone to give it to you. After all, it is impolite to come but not come."

That was the hair of the iron-eating beast. She still wanted to stay and poke it into a small iron-eating beast, and then hang it around her waist!

It hurts so much.

Cui Zigeng's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Duan Yi left, and her intention was to leave, and she would not have any furry warm quilts in the future.

He thought that Duan Yi had jumped on the shore first and headed towards the plum heart Xiaozhu.

Cui Zi didn't say anything more and sent Duan Yi to the small yard she had sorted out. The red plums here were budding and they were about to bloom in a few days. Walking back, it was about to enter the New Year's Day in the twelfth lunar month.

"You go and have a rest. I'll take you out of the city tomorrow morning."
Chapter completed!