All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

After the roast sheep feast, Changsun Wuji visited the Dingbei Palace with a post.

The cultivation of Pangpang in Gyeonggi Province has been successful, and Changsun Wuji wants Yuan Shilang to lead a team to plant Pangpang in Guan.

The severe drought in Guan Nei has passed, and the soil quality in the fields is much gentler than the dry and cracked land before.

Beijing has already stocked up on some fat seedlings, and now is a good time to expand outward.

If it grows fat within the pass, it will be a huge success for Datang.

It's just that once you leave, you won't be able to come back within two or three months.

During dinner in the evening, Shilang Yuan talked about this matter at the dinner table.

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the Yuan family fell on Yuan Yuan.

Before Yuan Yuan could swallow the chicken in her mouth, she said loudly: "No, no, no, no!!!!"

"Aweng can't leave!!!"

Mrs. Ye comforted her: "Aweng is on an errand. When Yuan Baoer went on a trip, didn't he also support you?"

Yuan Yuan thought for a while and then relented: "Then go ahead, Aweng."

Mr. Yuan: "..."

He was afraid that his granddaughter would be sad, but he had prepared many excuses and kept all his personal money in his pocket!

As a result, the little granddaughter was not very sad, but the old man's heart was hurt! ! !

Yuan Yuan continued to enjoy the chicken.

Yuan Dalang tried to save face for his old father: "This child deserves it quickly now. When Aye really leaves, Yuan Baoer will definitely cry several times."

Yuan Fang also found a place for Aweng: "Before the east tour, Yuan Baoer cried all the way out of the city. She burst into tears when others mentioned Aweng's milk, and she couldn't be coaxed."

Mr. Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and he looked at his little granddaughter reluctantly.

"Either...or..."

Mrs. Ye patted the table.

Yuan Shilang coughed: "Why don't you try to come back as soon as possible. I'll take more people there, and once things are done, I may have to go back to Shandong later, and then there will be other people to supervise."

Yuan Yuan took a sip of the soup, swallowed the chicken, slapped the table and laughed: "Ah Weng is really afraid of Grandma!!!"

Yuan Shilang glared at her, thinking that he was hurting this little brat in vain.

In the morning of the next day, Shilang Yuan went to court and applied to lead a team to grow fat in the pass.

Li Shimin agreed and asked the Ministry of Household Affairs to arrange sufficient supplies and equipment for him, and also asked the camp in the suburbs of Beijing to mobilize troops to accompany him.

Shilang Yuan left that night.

When he left, Yuan Yuan was already asleep.

The next morning, the little kid went to school after eating as usual.

But at dinner time, Aweng didn't show up, and the little guy was a little at a loss.

She pouted and asked everyone: "Aweng?"

Yuan Erlang answered her: "Didn't you, Aweng, say yesterday that he was going to the pass, and now he has set off."

Yuan Yuan was stunned, she sniffed, tears slowly filled her eyes, and then she raised her neck and cried loudly.

"Ah Weng!!! Wuwuwu...waaah...I want Ah Weng!!!"

Yuan Bing on the side heard his second sister crying and started crying at the top of his lungs. Mrs. Yuan quickly put him in her arms to comfort him.

Yuan Meng also held his little daughter on his lap and touched her head.

The crying of the little kid kept coming and going in the dining hall, which was very lively.

Mrs. Ye patted Yuan Erlang twice: "You are the only one who has a mouth!"

Yuan Erlang touched his nose.

Mrs. Ye comforted the two little guys: "Your uncle will be back soon. Guan Nei is close. Let's go see him together in a few days."

Yuan Yuan opened her mouth and cried until she was out of breath.

"Aweng didn't even say goodbye to me!!!"

Yuan Bing couldn't cry anymore and had already started to eat.

He Fan sighed: "Uncle Yuan will be promoted when he comes back. Planting new grain for the court and benefiting the world will be a great achievement."

He looked at the little boy with a smile: "Xiao Bapin, you will no longer be a high official in the future."

Yuan Yuan was shocked and hurriedly patted his old father's arm: "Dad, let's eat quickly. I can get promoted before Aweng!!!"

Yuan Bing also pulled his grandma's sleeve and said, "I want to be a high official too!!!"

Mrs. Yuan had a headache, so she stuffed a chicken drumstick into his mouth. Yuan Xiaolang stopped making trouble and concentrated on chewing the drumstick.

The next day after school at Hongwen Hall, Yuan Yuan ran to Liangyi Hall.

Li Shimin was discussing something with Fang Xuanling when he heard a burst of footsteps, and then the clear voice of a child: "Uncle Erlang, Uncle Erlang!!!"

But I'm anxious.

Li Shimin waved his hand, and the waiter behind him retreated.

He pulled the little boy close to him: "Why are you here at this time? Didn't you say you want to go to the East Palace?"

Yuan Yuan glanced at the imperial cabinet and was a little disappointed that there were no pastries.

"Uncle Erlang, it's cold, Yuanyuan can be promoted!!!"

Li Shimin glanced at the scorching sun outside and nodded.

"Do you have a favorite place to go?"

Yuan Yuan sat down on the imperial desk, her little fat face wrinkled in thought.

Fang Xuanling stroked his beard and said: "It is better to stay in the Ordnance Supervision. Firstly, Princess Yongchang is used to staying there. Secondly, the princess has always had fantastic ideas and has stayed with the officials of the Ordnance Supervision for a long time. We can also learn from each other.”

Li Shimin frowned slightly: "Is there any vacancy in the Ordnance Supervision?"

Fang Xuanling: "The Ordnance Supervisor is very busy now, so there should be more official positions. The little princess is now the eighth-rank junior chief clerk, and can be moved to the seventh-rank superior supervisor of the Military Weapon Supervisor."

Yuan Yuan was anxious: "What about Uncle Zhang, the Superintendent???"

Fang Xuanling glanced at His Majesty: "Of course Zhang Jiancheng will be in charge of the supervisors together with the princess, supervising the reform of teaching materials, the number of cashiers, and the number of workers and apprentices."

The little kid looked confused.

Fang Xuanling added: "Of course he is here too and will continue to play with you."

Yuan Yuan's eyes lit up and he asked again: "What about Uncle Hu, Mr. Hu???"

Fang Xuanling: "Master Hu's term of office has not yet expired and he has not yet been promoted. In the future, he will be the princess's subordinate."

Yuan Yuan ran around the hall happily.

"Wow wow wow, then I will be a great official!!!"

Li Shimin cast an approving look at Fang Xuanling and said loudly: "Zhongshu ordered us to draw up the decree immediately. Master Yuan, the inspector of weapons of the Jin Dynasty, will be the right inspector, responsible for supervising the production of weapons."

This is to divide the original supervisors into left and right supervisors.

Fang Xuanling respectfully responded.

Yuan Yuan ran back again, smiling and squinting: "Fang Fang, has my salary increased?"

Fang Xuanling said with a smile: "That's natural. The monthly salary of a seventh-grade civil servant is two taels and one hundred coppers. It is paid every month, and there is also Lumi at the end of the year."

Yuan Yuan happily twisted her butt, waved her little hands, and then ran away on her short legs.

"Ouch! That Yuanyuan is already rich!!!"

Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling both laughed.