The big guy who wears fast always supports me

Chapter 645 A Peasant Girl Who Doesn’t Want to Be the Number One Scholar Is Not a Good Princess (13)

Jin Wenting was furious in his heart.

Now that the emperor's grandfather is not in good health, the court is urging to establish a crown prince. The emperor's grandfather's seven sons are all crowned kings, and he has not shown any tendency to crown the crown prince.

Inside the court, the royal father and several uncles were fighting secretly. Many people said that the imperial grandfather focused on the grandchildren.

——So, which royal family's eldest son is outstanding, and is valued by the emperor's grandfather is to add a heavyweight bargaining chip to his father.

Jin Wenting has always been favored by Emperor Xinglong, he has long been the thorn in the eyes of his uncles and cousins, even in his father's palace, many concubines and brothers are also staring at him.

This so-called celebrity may not necessarily be his confidant, maybe it was a trick set up by others to put the stigma on him!

Waiting for the struggle of Prince Chaozhongli to reach a fever pitch, and this matter was suddenly exposed, he and his father were not prepared, and they would definitely be caught off guard.

Jin Wenting's thoughts changed sharply, and he thought that when he went back, he would definitely investigate and find out the truth, and he would never let these bastards go easily.

At the same time, he was a little lucky.

If it wasn't for me, who suffered such a catastrophe and was exiled to this remote village, I'm afraid I won't find any clues. At the time, I will be in a hurry, or my reputation will be ruined, and my success will fall short!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. The girl's hand on his back was still gently stroking his hair, stroking him one after another, making his spine comfortable. He turned his head and licked it gently. Lick the back of her hand.

It wasn't until a tingling sensation came from the back of his hand that Tong Su suddenly came back to his senses, and rubbed his head with a light smile.

"Won't you bite me now?"

Jin Wenting snorted, turned his head away, and didn't look at him.

Tongsu stroked his hair again, and continued to think about things.

My father's annual salary is 50 taels of silver. Over the years, plus rewards and pensions, he has saved a total of more than 200 taels of silver, and he still has six acres of land in the countryside.

Life is good, but it is inevitable to be cramped if you want to study.

Now that printing is not yet popular, a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" in bookstores costs a full [-] Wen.Xia Qingzhai left a lot of books, but it was far from enough. She still had to find ways to supplement her family's income and save money.

Now, there is an important question before them:
Six acres of land, who will plant it?
If tenants are hired, they must be of good character, trustworthy, strong, diligent and willing to work.It's just that for such a person, the family naturally bought a field a long time ago, how can they go back and rent other people's fields?

After dinner, Tongsu was still thinking about this matter, and Xia's mother was doing embroidery work by the light from the window, she embroidered a handkerchief, and beckoned her to come and have a look.

At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from outside, and the chaotic crowd ran out from all directions of the village.

"Is Tiehu sick again?"

"What kind of disease, I think it is evil! Burn him, burn him to death, don't pass it on to other people in the village!"

"Poor thing, he was a good farmer back then, why did he suffer from this strange disease! His old mother sold all the family's fields, and she didn't cure him!"

Good at farming?

Is Tian Quan sold out?
Tong Su's eyes lit up, she was just looking for such a person.

Could it be that there is no place to find after breaking through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it?

Tong Su and Xia's mother looked at each other, both saw the surprise in each other's eyes, put down the things in their hands quickly, and walked out together.

"Ow—"

Jin Wenting jumped off the bench, dragged his splinted broken leg, and stumbled after him. Tong Su turned around when he heard the sound, and when he saw him making a fuss, he wanted to go out to see him, so he just grabbed him, grabbed him, and carried him out. .

"Don't move around all the time, this leg hasn't healed yet, what should I do if I sprain it again?"

Jin Wenting covered his face with his thick short hair, lying on her chest as if nothing had happened, turned his head away, and said nothing.

　【four more~】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)