The cross-yard on the first road to the west of Zhengwang Mansion is elegant and unique. When spring comes, the flowerbeds in the courtyard are gradually blooming green. This small cross-yard is usually used by the little master to receive guests.

In the cross-yard flower hall, Ye Zhao was dressed in gorgeous clothes and was chatting with Han Jinchun. Today is really the day when Ye Zhao accompanied the bride back home, but Han Jinchun had just been promoted to the position of garrison to help train in Heilongjiang. He was about to set off for the outside of the pass. Ye Zhao had to remind him of some words.

The ban was lifted outside the pass, and Han people in Yanlu were allowed to move to barren land such as Heilongjiang, Jiangbei, Jiangdong and other barren lands. The imperial edict was passed on to the provincial governments, and there were many responders. Who would not want to have a few acres of their own land? This is the most realistic and anticipated life for farmers since ancient times.

But Han Jinchun was really unsure. He was a powerful general, but not a reckless general. He had a lot of trouble in organizing a group training, let alone a place of migration where people were unstable. But then again, he also knew that if he was in other provinces, prefectures and counties, only local gentry could have the ability and appeal to organize a group, but outsiders would not even think about it.

Ye Zhao sipped the tea and thought while saying, "When you go there, you have to find a clear understanding of the local situation, and get along well with the moved Han people and the local indigenous people. Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry to pull armed forces, haste will not be achieved."

Han Jinchun nodded silently.

Ye Zhao said again: "As for organizing a group training, when the old master comes back, he can go outside the pass to help you. You will definitely not be as familiar with the food and wage preparations as he does."

Thinking about it, Ye Zhao said slowly: "There are not many wealthy gentry outside the pass, but there are many bandits who have black gold. I have heard of one. Han Xianzhong is a bit famous. At the beginning, you and the old master can think about the money and food. Of course, you should appease them and don't hurt the harmony, after all, they are dragons in the land."

After drinking a sip of tea, Ye Zhao said again: "I will find a way to do it again. In the end, I can't ask you to be angry about money."

The most difficult thing in organizing a delegation and doing military affairs is money. If there is really endless money, any kind of armed forces can be brought up. Han Jinchun was also worried that he would not know how to do it outside the pass, but who knew that the little prince had considered everything for him.

"I will definitely live up to the high hopes of the little prince!" Han Jinchun knelt down with gratitude, from being promoted to being garrison for a small hand, to being entrusted to being a gang training outside the pass, Han Jinchun actually knew that he was just helping the little prince to do the job. The little prince wanted to run a gang training outside the pass, but unfortunately he couldn't help but do it himself. The little prince was able to hand over this burden to his shoulders, which gave him a place to use his ambitions and made him even more eager to say a lot of money. If he couldn't do this job well, he should cut his eyes and apologize in front of the little prince.

Ye Zhao pulled out a folded banner from his sleeve and spread it out, with ten neat words on it. Although the font is not good-looking, it can be said to be strong and powerful. "We will be prosperous in China, and we will never regret it even if we die."

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "This is what I wrote, I will give it to Brother Han."

Han Jinchun took it and stared at the ten words blankly, feeling a little confused. He always felt that something was wrong with this sentence, but he couldn't think of something wrong.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "This is my belief, let me share with Brother Han."

Han Jinchun muttered, "Although I will never regret it, even if I die, I will never regret it." A passion in his heart burst out, and he knelt on one knee and said loudly: "Yes! I have recorded it, and I will definitely bring this sentence to every brother of the army! I will do my job for the little prince, and I will never regret it!"

Ye Zhao smiled and patted his shoulder gently.

...

I hurried back to Chufeng Tower, but I saw the little guy dressed in neat clothes, red brocade clothes and delicate flag shoes, which looked even more beautiful and cute, and was sitting on the couch waiting for me.

"I just met a friend, let's go, the carriage is waiting outside." Ye Zhao knew that the little guy was a big guy. Although he had not neglected her in the past two days of playing chess and drinking with her, he had never had sex after all. But he didn't know what she was thinking, so he wanted to find an opportunity to talk to her.

Jixiang Ruyi lightly lifted the gift plate covered with red brocade cloth on the table in the outer room. Although according to custom, there was no need to give any valuable gifts when going back to the door, but in addition to the satin cloth on the carriage, Ye Zhao picked a pair of jade earrings for the old lady, and chose snuff bottles, fingers and other toys for his two brothers, which is the things in the tray on Jixiang Ruyi's hand.

"Husband, don't spoil my brother." The little guy was obviously a little dissatisfied with giving such a valuable gift to his unsatisfactory brother. As for his younger brother, he was still ignorant in his cradle.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "That's why I love you!" Ye Zhao thought about it carefully yesterday, but was surprised to find that by the standards of this era, he was actually a little in the matter of living in the matter. This amazing conclusion made Ye Zhao stunned for a long time, but how could he say living in the house? At the age of twelve, she should grow up happily.

The current plan can only coax her so that she will not be able to think about it.

However, the little guy was obviously thinking about it. Sitting in the carriage to Pi Chaihutong, the little guy secretly said in Ye Zhao's ear: "Honey, Rong'er won't talk to others, don't worry, there will always be a time for the treatment to be cured."

Ye Zhao was at first confused and nodded randomly, but the more he thought about it, the less he tasted it. What does this little guy mean? What can he not tell others? What always happens when he is cured?

Suddenly I understood, is this little guy talking about sex? Ah, do you think he has a secret disease? Can't do sex?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was the meaning. No, not to mention the secret disease or the secret disease, there are many girls in the mansion who are gossiping. There have been rumors behind my back that I have a Dragon Yang habit. Jixiang, a dowry girl, looks clever and afraid she will have received a letter long ago. Then why don’t she protect her master? Secretly leak the letter in front of her master?

No matter what the little guy thinks, he must have thought he had physical or psychological problems.

Ye Zhao was amused and crying, but thinking about it was good, so he could not explain himself. He could not say that he thought she was young, so that little guy would be hit.

Frowning, Ye Zhao said, "Don't call me husband, or, it's up to you, you can't call me husband." However, every time I hear the little guy say it, I really feel that I'm not a thing once.

"Oh." The little guy nodded obediently, but took out his handkerchief and thoughtfully helped Ye Zhao gently wipe away the sweat from his forehead.

Ye Zhao was helpless. Looking at her childish face, dignified behavior, and such a cute "wife" with such a personality is really rare.

...

When the son-in-law returned to the door, the old lady looked at him with a smile. In her eyes, Ye Zhao and Rong'er were made of heaven and earth, and they were not so suitable.

Zhaoxiang took the green snuff bottle and his eyes shone brightly, and he almost offered Ye Zhao as a living ancestor.

When Ye Zhao said that the four flavors of dim sum he brought were sketches by himself. When he asked the dim sum master in the mansion to help him tinker with it, the old lady was even more happy and couldn't even close her mouth. She kept praising her son-in-law for being filial and knew that she loved others.

Speaking of which, although Xingzhen has a noble status and a noble person in the palace, she is just a false reputation. She cannot make any decisions if she returns home or not, and she cannot easily mention it. However, she wants the emperor to occasionally get up and think about letting you go out of the palace and go back to her parents' home. In a year or two, the emperor may not have this idea, and this must be seen by the emperor, favored, and if you want an ordinary concubine, you don't have to think about it.

Now, looking at this family, I can only count on Brother Jing, the second son-in-law.

Although the little guy looked dignified, the joy flashed secretly in his beautiful big eyes. How could he hide the pride from Ye Zhao? Ye Zhao was a little funny and thought to himself that it was easy to coax a little bit.

At the banquet, Zhaoxiang drank a few glasses of wine, and then took a little bit of attention. He toasted Ye Zhao and said, "Little Prince, you see, I am not young anymore, but I have nothing serious. Just the monthly money and food of our bannermen, I want to make a bowl of yellow rice porridge for the old lady to be filial to her. Isn't it enough to be so unscrupulous? "

The old lady glared at her eyes, "I'll talk nonsense again, and I'll go to the backyard if I drink too much." He listened to the voice, and everyone knows what Zhaoxiang means.

Zhaoxiang didn't dare to talk back to his mother, and said with a smile: "Why is it nonsense? Don't I want to be ambitious? Besides, I'm leaving, who will talk to Brother Jing?"

"What you said is a bastard! It makes people laugh! I think we have no tutor!" The old lady was really angry, and Zhao Xiang lowered her head in a nauseous manner and did not dare to say anything.

Ye Zhao hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother is right. Actually, I have been thinking about this for a long time. I asked someone to tell you. I guess I can do an errand for my brother. In just a few days, there will be a letter if it is successful."

The old lady sighed: "What did you say? Brother Jing, you can't slap my old lady in the face like this in the future."

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "My mother-in-law still treats Jing Xiang as an outsider, and Jing Xiang feels uncomfortable."

"Where can you do it?" The old lady finally turned angry and laughed.

Zhaoxiang secretly gave Ye Zhao a thumbs up, praising his "brother-in-law" that really had a set of skills.

The little guy glared at his brother fiercely, and obviously his elbow had begun to turn outwards.

...

Before getting on the carriage, seeing that it was still early, Ye Zhao whispered a few words in Ruisi's ear.

The carriage drove westward, and the little guy seemed to feel that it was not the way back home. He lifted the curtain and glanced out, and said strangely: "Where is this?"

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "It's so fun to go fishing in the western suburbs."

The little guy was silent and said after a while: "But, there are fish in the lake in the mansion, right?"

Ye Zhao curled his lips and said, "What's the point?"

The little guy knew that his husband wanted to enjoy and was obsessed with entertainment. He knew that he would not listen to his advice, and he could only worry in his heart.

But when we arrived at the edge of clear water in the western suburbs, weeping willows sprouted buds and green grass. Occasionally, a few small flowers dotted them, and butterflies circling and flying.

After getting off the carriage, the little guy opened his beautiful eyes wide and had to admit that his husband was really the first-class talent to find a place to visit.

Several carriages stopped far away, and the personal soldiers stood in sternly. Rui Sier and a slave brought a umbrella, soft chair and fishing rod, but these equipment had already been prepared in a car.

The little guy was still wondering, but he didn't know what the purpose of the car was following closely at the end. He didn't see anyone and didn't dress up the gifts from his parents. Now he looked at it, but it was his husband's amusement carriage, which must be his husband's strange game tools.

Ye Zhao was actually a little helpless. In his time, it seemed like a normal leisure activity to ask a friend to drive fishing. But more than a hundred years ago, why did he feel that the second generation ancestor was not doing his job properly?

Seeing the little guy sighing, he seemed to be worried about his future, Ye Zhao was even more amused.

However, with Ye Zhao's insistence, the little guy had to sit next to Ye Zhao with a fishing rod and became a fisherman. He immediately realized the joy of fishing. Although he still looked calm and unlucky, the fish would not scream when he was on the hook, but who could know the excitement and nervousness in her heart?

"For this, this is fun too." Ye Zhao handed the telescope to the little guy.

"What?" the little guy held the telescope in his hand and looked around.

Ye Zhao held the circle in front of his eyes and gestured, "Look this way, yes, just look this way."

"Huh?" When he saw the scenery that was originally far away suddenly and clearly rushed to his eyes, the little guy finally screamed in surprise. Ye Zhao smiled and said, "From now, I will try it more and more. If you can watch the stars and the moon at night, Chang'e can see it clearly."

But the little guy didn't hear it clearly, just curiously looking around with his telescope.

Ye Zhao leaned on the soft chair, closing his eyes slightly to rest. It was not a simple matter to find such a fishing holy place in royal gardens everywhere in the western suburbs, and he also likes to come here to think about some difficult problems.
Chapter completed!