Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Mr. Ling doesn't seem to welcome me? Cheng Jia sat down on the stone chair in the courtyard and said with a smile.

How could you not welcome a distinguished guest like Mr. Cheng? Sum, go and make our best tea. Ling Qingyu turned around and prepared to go back to the room and said to Sum.

It's just a good day, why don't Mr. Ling sit outside? Cheng Jia said with a smile.

No, men and women are not intimate, it's better for us to keep some distance. Ling Qingyu half-ran into the house and closed the door.

Cheng Jia laughed out loud at first, and then his eyes darkened again.

The positions of Prime Minister Wang and Prime Minister Dong in the Xicheng Office were very consistent. No matter how much Qingliu tried to persuade him, the emperor agreed after hearing that tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land could be taken back without saying a word. The Ling family had a good idea. If they had money, they could buy it back. Others were more small households, and their families were directly ruined.

Taxes have increased sharply, merchants and pedestrians have to pay more tolls when crossing the road, and the tax payment area has been divided into two places to pay taxes. There is also a Xicheng station that in the name of re-cultivation is actually encroaching on civilian land. In the past two months, the Zhengshi Hall These policies have caused widespread resentment among people everywhere. With the Ling family in Huai'an, those tenants could still find a way to survive. This once again made Cheng Jia understand what the Ling family was, and why the Ling family's clerks and tenants were all devoted to the Ling family.

It’s just that I seem to be completely disliked! Cheng Jia smiled bitterly.

Sum brought out the tea cakes. Cheng Jia took them and made tea himself. The fragrance of the tea floated into the house.

Ling Qingyu went out of the room again, sat next to the stone table, picked up the tea bowl without hesitation, and started drinking. When Cheng Jia looked over with a smile, he said, This tea is so expensive, why do I have to drink it all for you?

It's Jia's fault. I need to apologize to the head of the family. Cheng Jia raised the tea bowl and said.

Ling Qingyu didn't accept what he said for a moment. It was obviously because his family owed him a huge favor, but he was unwilling to accept it, so he turned sideways and said, Master Cheng is wrong. I should be the one thanking you. .”

Cheng Jia smiled slightly, poured her another cup of tea, and said, Jia went to see the Ling family's polder and the farm in Taiyuan this time. I heard that the Ling family didn't increase the rent at all this time, and all the losses were borne by The head of the family is responsible for it.”

Yeah, I guess I'll be bankrupt in another year. Ling Qingyu still said sideways.

Jiaye is considered to be a Jinshi and has an official position, so he can be exempted from taxes to some extent. Cheng Jia said with a smile.

Then how much do I have to pay you? Ling Qingyu turned around and looked at him face to face. Generally speaking, for this kind of dependence, you have to pay money to the master. It depends on the master's wishes.

Master Ling is joking, but Jia has an unkind invitation. I heard that the master is going to the land of two lakes. Can Jia go with him? Cheng Jia smiled and said.

Aren't you an official? Can you run outside like this? Ling Qingyu couldn't help but be surprised.

Jia has been transferred to the Agriculture Department and has been ordered to check the field situation in the former Chu King's territory. Cheng Jia rolled up his sleeves, and with his long fingers like playing the piano, he brewed tea again, then poured it on Ling Qingyu, and said: We happened to be on the same road. , it’s safer if we all go together.”

Ling Qingyu looked at him silently for a while and said, What if I don't agree?

Headmaster Ling's annual dependency tax is quite a lot of money. Cheng Jia said with a smile in his eyes.

Tch, am I the kind of person who only cares about money? Ling Qingyu said with a twist of his head.

But if you want to buy land in Lianghu, I'm going to check it out. Wouldn't it be best to follow me and buy it? Cheng Jia said with crooked eyes.

Ling Qingyu looked at Han Xie and saw Han Xie, who had been working on the background wall next to him, nodded slightly and said, Okay, since you are so kind to invite me.

As soon as he said this, he saw several boys carrying boxes and other things into the yard, and then went straight to the east wing. Ling Qingyu pointed at them and said, What are you doing?

Since we are traveling together, there is no need to be polite. We will be closer together if we all live together. Cheng Jia smiled, then asked the servant to bring the piano over, clean the stone table, light incense and wash his hands, and then said to Sum: Brother, can you sing the song you just played again?

This! Pointing at him, Ling Qingyu looked at Han Xie sadly and angrily.

The land of the two lakes, Han Ye walked to her side and whispered: You can use the names of their Cheng family and Fan family.

Then you sold me out? Ling Qingyu also whispered. How frustrating it is to have an outsider living in the same courtyard! Just say what happened that night, I was so embarrassed if I heard it!

The main reason is that there is no free yard in this inn, just one night! Han Zong said in a low voice.

Brother? The Cheng family adjusted the sound and looked up at Sum.

I only sing for the master. Sum took a step back and said.

Cheng Jia smiled slightly and looked at Ling Qingyu.

Ahem. Han Zong whispered in Ling Qingyu's ear again: If people outside want to listen to his music, they must give at least a thousand taels of silver as a gift.

Is he a performer? Ling Qingyu just asked, and then Han Xian continued: Even if I give it away, he won't know how to play.

Su Mu, Ling Qingyu sat down on the chair that Yan San moved out and said, Sing it for the boss again. Then he turned to Yan San and asked, Why did you move this out?

Yan San smiled and just put the cloak on her.

Su Mu started to sing a few words, and Cheng Jia's piano music followed suit. The sound of the piano was long and accompanied by Su Mu's singing, bringing with it some extra meaning, a touch of sadness and a touch of thoughts, which made Ling Qingyu unconsciously Thoughts drift away.

It is already mid-April, and the flowers on the roadside are extremely beautiful. After the peach and plum blossoms, the pomegranate flowers are blooming again.

Cheng Jia traveled privately, bringing only two carriages, a few boys, and four guards. Ling Qingyu was itching to see who was following whom for safety! You go to the King of Chu's fiefdom to check the hidden fields, and I don't know how many people are looking for trouble for you!

For the sake of money! I will endure! Ling Qingyu clenched his fist again and said to the outside: Thirteen, walk slower! Let's see who can endure it!

But no matter how slow she was, she still had to count the time. She really couldn't endure Cheng Jia's leisurely stroll. Walking slowly on the road, he would play the flute and sleep in the wild at night. He would burn incense and play the piano, as if he had entered an inn. , came to Ling Qingyu to talk about the mountains, treating it as an outing.

On this day, the time to enter the city was missed again, so the convoy set up camp on a hill beside the official road.

Ying Shisan went hunting, Sum and Xie Sanlang lit a bonfire, and Cheng Jia escorted them to find water on their own initiative.

Han Ye walked over to Ling Qingyu and sat down, smiling: Master, we can't afford the time.

Ling Qingyu looked at the sky and said depressedly: I know, tomorrow will speed up. I have to finish going to sea quickly, A Zhao is waiting for me to come back to get married.

It's okay, it's not a problem if you keep delaying like this. Han Xing nodded.

Who are you getting married to? Cheng Jia suddenly appeared behind him holding Qin, startling Ling Qingyu, and looked around for Yan San.

It seems that your guard has also gone hunting, Cheng Jia smiled slightly and asked, Are you going to marry Yang Zhao?

What does it have to do with you? Ling Qingyu looked at him warily and said.

Yeah, Cheng Jia looked up at the starry sky and said, The stars are pretty good tonight.

Sitting on the floor, Cheng Jiaxiang put the piano on his lap, gently plucked the strings, and then asked, Is there anything you want to hear, sir?

Mountains and flowing water. As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Qingyu burst into tears. Cheng Jia's piano skills were unparalleled. He became addicted after listening to them. Although he knew that this must be Cheng Jia's trick, as long as Cheng Jia... Putting on this posture, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but take the bait. In this era when entertainment cannot be taken with you, listening to his piano is indeed a wonderful enjoyment.

Okay. Cheng Jia lowered his head and flicked his fingers, and a song of high mountains and flowing water came.

Hearing the sound of the piano again in the forest, Yan San frowned slightly, and then said to Ying Shi: You continue to follow, but don't get close, you are no match for them.

Don't we care? Shadow Ten asked.

I can't control it. This is Honglou's own business. Yan San lowered his eyes and said.

But if you, Third Master, go back, you will definitely be the owner of the Red Mansion. Ying Shi's voice was slightly anxious.

Hmph. Yan San sneered and said, Ying Shi, you have to know who we belong to now. Is the Red Mansion better than the master's here?

Ying Shi was silent for a moment and said: I understand, and I will not let the Red Mansion affect the leader.

Ying Shi, you'd better stop following them and go back to Hangzhou. Yan San said.

Why? Shadow Ten asked, somewhat puzzled.

The fight between them is not temporary. Call Ying Er back and let's go to sea together this time. Yan San turned around and left.

Shadow Ten was silent for a while, then whispered: Yes.

Hidden in the woods, Yan San looked at Ling Qingyu who had sat next to Cheng Jia, with a slight smile on his lips. Gu Sui wants the world, Yang Zhao wants responsibility, but for me, Yan San, just having her is enough.

After playing the third song, Cheng Jia shook his fingers in front of Ling Qingyu's obsessed eyes, and then said: One song is a thousand taels, and now there are three songs.

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Didn't the head of the family say that Jia is a performer? Jia is relatively poor now, but She can't afford the bills. Cheng Jia laughed.

You, you, you! Ling Qingyu gritted his teeth, profiteer! Absolute profiteer! Then he took out three banknotes from his wallet and slapped them in his hand, saying: Humph! I will never listen to you again!

Ling Qingyu left angrily. Seeing Cheng Jia holding the banknote in his hand and looking very happy, Han Xian shook his head and said, Brother Cheng, what are you doing?

Well, actually performing arts is not bad! Cheng Jia said with a smile.

Before he could stop laughing, heavy raindrops began to fall.