At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"If you have the opportunity in the future, I welcome you all to visit Jiangling."

With that said, Xie Mingli stood on horseback, cupped his hands to everyone, and rode away. Xie's nursing home also walked together, causing dust to rise.

Old Li Tou covered his face with his hands and burst into tears. If all the officials in the world were like Xie Jiazi, why would Daliang be unhappy?

Behind the city wall, Zhou Canyun let out a long sigh, "I'm asking Zhang, tell me, your lord, if I can one day be able to have a scene where all the people can send each other to each other."

Wenzhang said without hesitation: "Yes."

Zhou Canyun walked down to the city wall with his hands behind his back, not taking Chang Sui's words to heart.

Wenzhang followed him silently. He was not trying to make the adults happy. Although Mr. Zhou is a bit stingy, he is a bit tough! But he is indeed a good official.

Because of bad things, they have been suppressed by the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple one after another in recent years... Although there are signs of it in some places now, they are not as smoky as when the deposed emperor was in power. After all, if the water is clear, there will be no fish.

As the wheel rolled forward, Xie Yuheng held half a red pomegranate, which an old woman had put into the nursing home's hands and handed over to her.

Now in early September, pomegranates are on the market, which is a very popular time.

The red jade fills the skin with full color, and the li pearl fills the belly with slurry. It seems that the farmer took good care of the fruit tree to produce this fruit.

Pomegranate pomegranate disease is the most common disease during the growth process.

She remembered that there were books on agriculture in the space. I wonder if there were any records related to pomegranate leprosy? If it can be cured, it can also increase the income of fruit farmers.

Xie Yuheng lowered his eyes. It was inconvenient at this time and he could only look through it at night when the town was resting.

The pitted pomegranate skin peels off little by little, and the pomegranate seeds are carefully peeled into a small milky white porcelain bowl.

This pomegranate doesn't look very pretty on the outside, but its seeds are all red and plump. Just like its original owner, although he does not have such a tall status or beautiful appearance, his heart is good.

After eating most of the pomegranate with a small spoon, Xie Yuheng held the window frame of the carriage with one hand and narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the elder brother riding the horse. He felt as if an ant had entered his heart and itched.

Her foal was in Jiangling, so she didn't bring Linyuan with her.

That's right, when you get to the next town, immediately ask Rong Shi to buy a pony.

The head of the military escort on the side was filling a water bag with crude tea soup and gave some advice after hearing this.

"Young master, why don't you buy a Yunnan horse from Jiaozhou? Yunnan horses are short-legged, stable and have long stamina. They are worse than foals from other horse breeds. Anyway, we have a convoy and we can't go very fast."

Chang He glanced at his master and said in surprise: "There are Yunnan horses here!"

Si Yuandao took his bamboo chopsticks and knocked the bookboy who was not very smart in angrily.

"This place is located between Linyuan and Li County. It is the only way for caravans to go north, and it is far from the next town. Shang horses and horses can be replaced in time."

The waiter at the restaurant served tea and snacks with a warm smile on his face, "What this guest officer said is reasonable. Yunnan horses are most suitable for various mountain roads. If a caravan transports valuables, the first choice is Jiaozhou Yunnan horses."

‘Valuable Items’ nodded, “Then just follow what the military escort said and buy a Yunnan horse.”

Rong Shi responded, picked up his sword and left the restaurant.

Mei Xingyun rolled his eyes. Sister Yurong was not tall. Why didn't he think of buying a Yunnan horse? When I returned to Jiangling, I often sent messages to invite him to hang out because he could teach.

Thinking of this, Mei Xingyun hurriedly stood up and ran after Rong Shi, "Brother Rong, wait a minute -"

"What is he going to do? Does he need to ride a Yunnan horse because he is so tall?" Xie Zhushu picked up a piece of rice cake and watched Mei Xingyun's leaving figure in confusion.

Zhen Youqian sneered, and the mess in Mei Xingyun's stomach was obvious at a glance.

As if his brother is dead, he should be taught. It's because the pumpkin wasn't big enough in the morning, so it would only be honest if it was smashed and lying down.

Xie Yuheng was drinking tea from a cup, his eyes turned around Zhen Youqian, and he made a guess.

The calm eldest lady x the second idiot young master, well, I got it.

His eyes turned to his eldest brother again. He was a handsome gentleman and as gentle as jade. He wondered what his future eldest sister-in-law would be like.

Xie Yuheng put one hand on his chin, his thoughts flying to the sky. Naughty and quirky?

Or is he as stable as his elder brother? It doesn't seem to work. The eldest brother is already stable. Wouldn't it be boring for two stable people to be together?

Xie Yuheng shook his head vigorously. No matter what the eldest brother likes, as long as he is not bad.

Thanks to her uncle and aunt being open-minded and not pushing for marriage as hard as ordinary elders, otherwise she could be an uncle now.

Little did they know that it was actually Xie Mingli who had privately talked with Qian and Xie Tinghai.

The younger sister cannot take a wife or get married. If he marries Mingcheng late or does not marry, he can temporarily fend off the younger sister.

Besides, the younger sister said that getting married too early would cause the woman to be in poor health.

"Huh? What's the matter? Does your head feel uncomfortable?" Xie Mingli's warm voice sounded above his head, and his big hand touched Xie Yuheng's forehead. He felt the same, so he took it back.

Xie Yuheng touched his nose, feeling a little guilty, "I'm not uncomfortable, I just missed something."

Xie Mingli chuckled, seeing the guilty look on his younger sister's face, it seemed that it had something to do with him.

The waiter handed over a roll of bamboo slips. Each bamboo slip was engraved with the name of the dish and the price below. This was the menu of the restaurant.

"What does Uncle Si want to eat?" Xie Mingli took the bamboo slip and asked Si Yuandao. It is inconvenient to address adults directly when you are outside, but you still have to put your elders’ preferences first.

"I can do whatever you want." Si Yuandao waved his hand without looking back. The little old man was teasing the big tortoise raised by the shopkeeper.

The turtle's dark green shell was bigger than the basin. I think it sent away several generations of the shopkeeper's ancestors. Xie Mingli looked away and asked Xie Yuheng if there was anything he wanted to eat.

"Yu Heng can do it too." Xie Yuheng held the tea cup and covered up the raised corners of his mouth.

Xie Mingli smiled helplessly and shook his head, "Naughty."

"Brother Mingli, why don't you ask me what I want to eat?" Xu Lu crossed his legs and gnawed on a bunch of candied haws, until his mouth was filled with red sugar residue.

At the next table, Xie Zhuqing could smell the sour smell of hawthorn, but luckily he could eat it.

Xie Mingli didn't even look at him, "I thought you had no taboos." Hearing this, Xie Zhushu smiled and lay on the table, making his teeth sore from the smell.

Xu Lu showed no shame and continued to bite the candied haws with a crunching sound. He sighed and said, "Oh, I don't know what's going on. I like eating sour food recently."

"Maybe it's possible." Xie Zhuqing said calmly.

The corner of Xu Lu's mouth twitched, "You're applying lipstick, little girl, but you're applying it with a knife? You're going to hurt someone just by opening your mouth." After saying that, he raised his hand and threw the bamboo stick over.

Xie Zhuqing calmly bent down to avoid it and said with a smile: "Hey, young people, don't be so impulsive."

"What's up?" Xie Zhushu came closer and asked with a confused look on his face. Xie Zhuqing raised his hand and pushed his head away, "Children, let's play."

Xie Zhushu muttered: "I'm sixteen, I'm not a child."