Attacked that prince!

The original tall bun was a little messy because of the need to change clothes, Zan Lang took off the bun without hesitation, let the waterfall-like black hair hang down behind him, and pulled the skirt awkwardly, feeling very uncomfortable.

And Qu Muting, who was ordered to wait outside, bit his nails, stared at Zan Lang intently, swallowed subconsciously, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't help moving his steps over.

"How? Is it okay?" Seeing Qu Muting's dumbfounded look, Zan Lang couldn't take it anymore, turned around and wanted to go back and change back: "I think it's better to forget it, men's clothes are fine."

"Don't." Qu Muting grabbed her and said, "It's beautiful, why hide such a beautiful wife, I have to take it out for everyone to see."

As he spoke, he pulled Zan Lang to sit in front of the dressing table, and after looking at her for a long time, only a little red was spotted on his lips, and he tied up his hair with a simple jasper hairpin from the baggage he brought with him.

The appearance of the person in the mirror is undoubtedly familiar to Qu Muting, but this kind of familiarity is different from the familiarity in the past. The dream that she will never forget, the Zan Lang in the dream is what she looks like now , dressed in white gauze, she looked like a fairy coming out of the dust, which made her care about it to this day.

The two stayed in the inn for another two days, mainly to buy some necessary items for travel, and also to give Zan Lang a time to adapt to wearing women's clothing in front of people. This adaptation time is really difficult for Qu Muting, Zan Lang She really doesn't have the delicate aura of a girl. She taught it many times, but in the end she was only reluctant.

Dangling on the carriage and walking south, Zan Lang was very puzzled with a handkerchief in his hand: "I don't think you usually take it, why do you have to give it to me?"

The girls in the family pretended to be shy while holding the handkerchief. Seeing that Zan Lang held the handkerchief with the same feeling as holding a sword, Qu Muting still couldn't help laughing, holding his stomach and laughing hard Upside down.

Finally laughed enough to start a new round of lectures: "Just don't take it like this, don't be too polite, be colder, yes, it's the feeling of Frost Beauty."

Zan Lang imitated the look of the crown princess for a while, and sure enough, he got a feeling on his face, Qu Muting was satisfied this time: "I find that when you don't smile, you are really bluffing."

Zan Lang shook his head lightly with a smile and took the princess to his side. Before meeting her, Zan Lang didn't smile very much. She knew that the people around her kept reminding her, so That kind of feeling is easy to find, but after meeting this person, the corners of Zan Lang's mouth always curl up involuntarily, with warmth, which changes her original cold and hard temperament little by little.

This is not a good thing for Zan Lang, she knows it, but she doesn't want to change it.

The two rushed to the schedule and walked on the small road, so they walked faster, and soon left Shen Qi's large army behind. The further south they walked, the more obvious the weird feeling was. For Qu Muting it was just a weird feeling, but for Qu Muting it was much more real.

She is different from Zan Lang. Zan Lang was born rich and powerful. It is not an exaggeration to say that she may not even be able to tell the difference between wheat seedlings and leeks, but Qu Muting is different. She is from now. She still knows the problem.

For example, the barrenness in front of me is really strange.

Jumping off the carriage, Qu Muting went to the ridge of the field first and pinched a piece of soil. The soil was very dry, and it shattered in the wind when he twisted it lightly with his hand.Zan Lang walked to Qu Muting's side with his skirt in his hands, looked at her serious expression, and asked, "Did you see anything?"

Patting the soil on his hands, Qu Muting looked at the crops and asked Zan Lang: "How big do you think this land should be? How many families can be fed and clothed with grain?"

Zan Lang roughly glanced at it. When she was in the carriage just now, she felt that something was wrong here. It is really puzzling that such a good piece of land is so barren.

"About four or five mu of land." Zan Lang frowned: "As for food and clothing, it depends on the production of food."

"The land in the south is so fertile. Coupled with the geographical environment, the crops are usually double cropped. This land has not been cultivated for at least two years. What is the reason?" Qu Muting continued without waiting for Zan Lang to answer. : "If this is a remote area, it can be explained, but look at a village over there. The land here is flat and fertile, and it is close to a water source. Why is it abandoned?"

Neither of them could answer this question, Zan Lang looked at the village not far away: "Why don't you ask."

Just as he was about to pass by, he saw an old man walking from behind the field ridge, holding a cigarette pouch and looking at the two of them warily. Zan Lang glanced at Qu Muting, and was dragged back just as he was about to step forward. Seeing Qu Muting's naughty smile: "Madam, wait a moment, go and ask for my husband."

Zan Lang shook his head amusedly, regarding the fact that Qu Muting has become more and more fond of taking advantage of her verbally recently, Zan Lang is noncommittal, after all, it is his little wife who should be used to it, especially in the dead of night When the little daughter-in-law lay flat and obediently allowed to be stroked, Zan Lang was content, so she was happy with these verbal titles.

The old man didn't dodge when he saw this, he walked over and asked first, "Are you passing by out of town? If you don't have anything to do, let's go quickly. What's so interesting about a piece of wasteland."

"Is this old man a local? Hehe." Qu Muting smiled embarrassedly: "I accompanied my wife to the south to visit relatives. My wife saw such a fertile piece of land in the carriage just now. It's a pity. I just came down to take a look. I wonder if the old man knows the inside story of this?"

"What's the inside story, I don't want to plant it anymore." The old man put his hands behind his back, a little impatient: "Go quickly when visiting relatives, don't be unable to enter the city after dark, it's not peaceful outside recently."

"Not peaceful? What do you mean?" Zan Lang asked.

The old man subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Zan Lang, then turned his face and said to Qu Muting with deep meaning: "She doesn't understand women, brother, you should know, anyway, go to the city quickly."

"I know, I know, thank you for your kindness. It's just a pity that such a good land has lost so much grain this year." Qu Muting sighed and shook his head: "This year is the best of our two years' harvest in the north. .Alas, what a crime!"

"Look at the young man's appearance, how can you still understand how this farmer farms the land?" The old man found a place in front of the field ridge, sat down, knocked on the tobacco rod in his hand, squeezed some leaves and put it on the rod Li, lit the fire, and smoked silently.

Seeing this, Qu Muting blinked at Zan Lang, feeling a little complacent, and signaled Zan Lang to go back to the carriage first to continue the cliché, how could Zan Lang agree to let the little daughter-in-law stay with a stranger by herself, so he directly He crossed Qu Muting and sat next to the old man.

"I don't know, old man. Before I got married, my family had a few mu of paddy fields. Later, when I married far away in the north, my husband's family also had a lot of fields. It is necessary to deal with crops on weekdays. It is precisely because of this that I just passed by here. It's a pity, so I just came down to have a look." Zan Lang said without any haste, "Look at the old man who just came over from the ridge of the field, I'm afraid this land doesn't belong to the old man's house? ? But what are the difficulties at home?"

Qu Muting looked at Zan Lang's nonsense with a look of surprise, thinking that her little sister is really amazing, what she said was really well-founded, very convincing, and the role-playing was very devoted, which made Qu Mu Ting felt that he was really the young son of a local tyrant in the north, and accidentally met a gentle and affectionate rich lady in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. It was so wonderful to marry a beautiful woman so far away from the mountains and rivers!

Qu Muting, who was immersed in his wonderful fantasies and was unwilling to leave, had no choice but to follow behind Zan Lang extremely aggrieved, and said cooperatively: "Yes, it is the land of the old man's house, right? Such a fat land It’s such a pity that it’s so deserted.”

The old man was silent for a while, knocked on the cigarette stick and said: "So what, the peasants know it's a pity, there is no way."

Zan Lang nodded cooperatively: "Old man, don't think we are troublesome. It's just ordinary people who live on the land. It's a pity to see how much it is. If the old man really has difficulties and then abandons the farm, then I don't know if we can buy it? Although My natal home is a bit far from here, but it doesn't bother me."

Listening to Zan Lang's words, Qu Muting was in the state of eating her nails the whole time. It's really a young lady who is not inferior to talking nonsense. Even her mother's family has come out. She really doesn't dare to take it down. After all, she has a guilty conscience, so she has a guilty conscience The people who are in love can only keep nodding their heads to show that what the wife said is right.

"Heh." The old man watched the interaction between the two, and chuckled: "My little brother usually listens to his wife at home, right? It's good."

"No, I'm in charge of our family." She took a look at Zan Lang and said, "Is that right, Ma'am? I'm in charge of everything big and small."

"Yes, it's up to you to decide." Zan Lang was very cooperative and generous.

"Look, I am in charge of our family." Qu Muting looked at the old man proudly, she is in charge of their family, and Zan Lang's decision is a national | state affairs, must be very high-level: "Old man, why don't you think about it? How about we pay a high price?"

"This land, no one can buy it, and no one can plant it." The old man pressed the cigarette stick with his hand, leaving a black mark on his thumb: "Sin! Sin!"

Qu Muting looked at Zan Lang, seeing Zan Lang's serious expression, he hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by this old man? Why can't you plant good land?"

"Why? Because the top is not allowed to plant!" The old man's eyes turned red after saying a word: "What a fertile land, what a strong seedling, it's why they grow so tall, that's how tall they are." The old man gestured for a height with his hand : "It was pulled out clean."

"Who's up there?" Zan Lang asked with a serious face.

It's just that Qu Muting grabbed his sleeve as soon as he finished speaking, who else could be on top?Since ancient times, there has only been one above!

"Why aren't they allowed to plant? If they are not allowed to plant the land, what will the people below eat? Where does the food come from?" Qu Muting changed the question.

The old man rubbed his face with his hands: "I don't know why we didn't allow the planting, but someone suddenly came and pulled out all the seedlings in the field, and gave the order to die. Anyone who dared to disobey them would be arrested. Erwazi from the next village was taken away." I didn’t come back again. I only left some land with bad harvests and no grain harvesting, so I can make do with producing a little bit of big stuff every year.”

"That's not enough." Qu Muting held Zan Lang firmly with one hand, for fear that she would make a mistake.Zan Lang's mood was indeed a little unstable, especially when he realized what the above was referring to, he was really angry.

She was far away in the royal city, standing under His Royal Highness Jin Luan, but she didn't know that there would be such a stupid person doing such a heartless thing thousands of miles away!

"The higher-ups will distribute food, although they are not rich, but they are enough to eat and not be hungry." The old man sighed: "Just recently I heard that many places have stopped distributing food, saying that there is not enough food, and some people have already taken the lead in making a fuss."

"How long has this been going on?" Zan Lang held Qu Muting's hand back and asked, "Has someone from above always distributed food?"

"It's been more than a year, and it's always been a food distribution." The old man looked at the land and said, "It's a crime!"

Zan Lang glanced at Qu Muting. If she hadn't come here, she would never have imagined that there would be such a disaster in Lingnan. It turns out that the so-called Lingnan has disasters every year. Not enough, if this is still possible, then it is really a ghost!

The author has something to say: sneaking more, just to prove my deep love for you little goblins

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