After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

Of course, Qu Zhong didn't immediately decree to enclose the land, but directly sent a letter to Emperor Linyun of Mo Linguo, requesting to strengthen the trade relationship between the two parties, and also planned a trade channel.

This trade channel was directly managed by the emperors of both sides. Qu Zhong brought some technologies and seeds suitable for planting on sandy soil to Molin Kingdom, while Emperor Linyun sold him iron ore and various refined iron casting technologies at a low price. In this way, those merchants who resell are directly skipped, and the things that are important to both parties are directly delivered.

And he didn't miss the matter of rice planting, it just narrowed down from the big fanfare at the beginning to a few counties around the imperial city, and the name changed from promoting new varieties to experimenting.

In the past few years, they have gotten used to Qu Zhong's troubles. When the courtiers heard this imperial decree, they thought it was a new trick created by the emperor. With an expression of impending doom.

Among them, Gong Liang was the busiest. As soon as the imperial decree was promulgated, he received countless invitations. One day, a colleague who often drank together found him to test him intentionally or unintentionally. He simply grabbed two handfuls of rice from the warehouse to show. The appearance that is no different from ordinary rice finally made these people calm down.

"The emperor is still wise, these people are really cunning..."

"That's right, thanks to the fact that I still believe in classmate friendship, I almost didn't get hurt by these people."

"Look at when the entrance of our Ministry of Industry has been so lively, and they all come here for the purpose of investigation."

"I didn't expect that someone like me, a poor and poor official, would come to invite wine."

As soon as the gate of the Ministry of Industry was closed, all the officials who had been laughing for a day all sullenly sat around and sneered at the muddy ground where many footprints had been stepped on at the gate. His temper has long been swearing, how could he just send people away like a snake before swearing.

Gong Liangchang sighed, and walked to the yard with the brochure he had just received from the eunuch: "The emperor's heartfelt order has arrived, let's start assigning counties."

"Li Lin, go..."

The Ministry of Industry has a total of 130 officials. Due to the reduction in scale, only 37 people will be dispatched this time. After a while, Gong Liang has finished reading the names. After closing the booklet, he coughed twice, waiting for everyone to look Afterwards, he solemnly reiterated what Qu Zhong had told him: "Be patient for another year, and whether it's a promotion or gold and silver rewards after one year, the emperor will definitely treat you badly."

Seeing everyone nodding in unison, they turned around and went to the imperial study to report to Qu Zhong. Who would have thought that their Ministry of Industry would have such a busy day.

Emperor Linyun replied quickly, and he had already agreed to all the points Qu Zhong requested in the letter, and the only condition he put forward was that he hoped to send a painter to Zhufeng Palace to paint a portrait of Huazi.

Qu Zhong was quite surprised by this, Mo Linguo's obsession with the guardian beast was completely beyond imagination, and now he wondered if Huazi asked Emperor Linyun to submit to Zhufeng, would the emperor bow down directly.

But even though the request was a trivial matter, Qu Zhong had no choice but to write back to tell him that Huazi had gone out to play, and as for the return date...that would depend on him.

The eunuchs brought back last year were all on standby in the palace. Qu Zhong didn't let them go back to their previous posts directly, but he let them go out again as soon as Emperor Linyun's reply came.

This time, instead of being a spy, some of them are in charge of the business between Qu Zhong and Mo Linguo this time, and the rest are put directly in the shop, to search for a group of businessmen without power or power according to his request.

At this time, there was no such thing as an imperial merchant, and those who did business with the imperial court were all relatives of the imperial family, and ordinary merchants had no chance of getting in touch with the imperial palace and the emperor.

And he just wants to break this tradition, let these businessmen cooperate directly with him, and gradually exclude the people in the middle, he wants... to pick out wealth first.

The Silver Spear Dark Guards were also scattered by him to the four largest counties in Zhufeng Kingdom, where there are four leading centuries-old families. Qu Zhong not only wants to understand the intricate relationship between these few families, but most importantly, he wants to investigate them. What cards are people holding in their hands?

Since uprooting is not yet possible, we need to boil the frogs in warm water, let them stay comfortably for a while, and wait for him to strike before hitting them.

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager has brought people outside the imperial study, look..." Lai Fu cautiously bypassed the dragon case and leaned over to report.

"Ok!"

Qu Zhong didn't even lift his head, but hummed lightly to show that he had heard it, and the writing in his hands didn't stop for a moment, until the door of the imperial study room was suddenly pushed open, and a cold snort interrupted him The thought just now made him frown in displeasure.

The ones who pushed the door were two muscular nuns, and the one who was helped in was the original owner's queen mother, Luan Yuzhi.

The mother and queen of the original owner have not seen him for two or three years. Since the original owner moved to live with the late emperor, the two mothers and sons hardly had the chance to meet each other. Please greet Ning Dian.

No wonder the original owner only had a drooping corner of the mouth in his memory. Even now, in Qu Zhong's eyes, only the drooping corners of the eyes and drooping corners of the mouth were the most conspicuous of the most honorable woman in Zhufeng Dynasty.

"The Empress Dowager is here..."

It is said that any kind of master has a good-looking servant, and even the palace people around the serious-looking empress dowager have a mean look, and none of the dozen or so people in the group have knelt down to worship since they entered the imperial study.

No matter how absurd the original owner was in the court, he always respected the queen mother, not only often lowered his status to ask for an interview, but also rewarded the Palace of Compassion and Ning like flowing water.

Perhaps it was because of his humble attitude that not only the Empress Dowager treated him with a superior attitude, but even the palace people of Compassionate Ning Palace seemed to have no fear of him.

A guy who lacks maternal love humbly begs his mother to treat him better, but there are always parents who don't love their children in this world... the woman in front of her is that.

Qu Zhong didn't see any care in her eyes, that indifferent gaze was just looking at a stranger.

"Come here..." Qu Zhong just sat on the dragon chair without moving. When Lai Fu bowed in front of him, he smiled and raised his left index finger and nodded: "Give me all these blind dog slaves." Down."

"Emperor..."

Luan Yuzhi looked at Qu Zhong in disbelief, pointing out all the palace people around her with a smile on her face, and the words that she wanted to question got stuck in her throat.

His gaze was completely different from before, and the smile only stayed at the corner of his mouth, forming a sharp contrast with the coldness in his eyes.

The guards poured in from the door, and there were cries for help everywhere for a while, and the palace people who were dragged away shouted: "Help, Empress Dowager." From the beginning to the end, no one begged for mercy from him who should have the most power.

"Except for your mother, I don't even pay attention to these people." Qu Zhong raised his eyes and chuckled.

He was very clear about the purpose of Luan Yuzhi's visit. As soon as Luan Qizhi was impeached at the court meeting, he got the news that someone from his uncle's family had entered the palace. Perhaps the Luan family really thought that he was going through the motions, so they didn't intercede in the future.

It wasn't until a year ago that Luan Qizhi's private soldiers raised outside the palace were discovered, and he was sent directly to the Ministry of Criminal Justice's death row, waiting for the verdict after the results of the interrogation and investigation, this made them panic.

Luan Yuzhi had come to him many times before, but in the end he dismissed them on the grounds that he was already busy with state affairs.

Recently, Luan Qizhi's sentence has come down, and Qiu Hou will be executed directly. The Luan family began to enter the palace frequently to intercede. Luan Yuzhi must have been forced to rush into the imperial study.

"Prince, these palace people have followed me for many years, you..." Luan Yuzhi's expression finally changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward to say something.

"Mother!" Qu Zhong got up, and walked in front of her from the dragon chair with his hands behind his back: "These slaves will not bow down when they see me, and it is not an exaggeration for me to cut off their heads..."

"I……"

"I know, you are here to intercede for uncle." Luan Yuzhi interrupted her with her hand up. Qu Zhong's eyes sank and he took a step forward: "But I will get rid of the Luan family. Anyway, in your heart, the Luan family has always been better than you." Is my son still heavy?"

Luan Yuzhi's face turned pale. She didn't know whether it was because she heard that Luan's family was removed or something else. Her raised hand trembled because there was no one around her to support her. She shook her back a few times before she stabilized it. stature.

"He is your uncle..." In the end, she just grabbed the handkerchief and shouted loudly: "You forgot the bond you grew up with, you..."

"Then Luan Qizhi kept private soldiers in captivity and wanted to control the palace because of his relationship with my nephew?" Qu Zhong asked with a sneer, "Maybe you just waited for this world to become your Luan family."

"Your uncle is only here to protect you, don't forget that we are your relatives..."

Luan Xiuzhi suddenly took a step forward, reached out and grabbed Qu Zhong's sleeve tightly, and said repeatedly: "The Luan family has treated you so well, how can you avenge your kindness?"

In the quiet imperial study room, only the woman's loud questioning and her choked-up cry were left: "You are my own son, how could you treat me like this..."

"The son who was obedient to you in the past is dead..." Qu Zhong's pupils sank suddenly, and he reached out and overturned Luan Xiuzhi who was still crying.

Son, this is the most intimate existence among blood relatives, but when Luan Xiuzhi said it, it made him feel sick, and what flashed in his mind was the scene after his brother was born ten years ago.

At that time, he had already moved to the Qianqing Palace to live with the late emperor, so his relationship with the Luan family was naturally estranged. One day after finishing his homework, he went to visit his mother and younger brother who were thinking about him day and night. He hid under the couch and thought Surprised the two of them, but unexpectedly heard Luan Xiuzhi sneer and say that his son is useless, so a son who is close to Luan's family should be replaced as the prince.

At that time, the original owner had no hatred or anger in his heart, the first thing in his mind was to continue to get close to the Luan family for the mother, and later his younger brother's accidental death, he finally secured the position of the prince.

So... Luan Xiuzhi really doesn't deserve the word son!

"Come here... to send the Empress Dowager back to the palace!"

At this moment, there was a soreness in his heart that went straight to his eyes, and the remaining emotions of the original owner suddenly rushed out, and Qu Zhong's eyes suddenly turned red, making his body tremble slightly involuntarily.

Lai Fu beside him glared at Luan Xiuzhi fiercely, and carefully helped her to sit back on the dragon chair first, and then called the palace people to invite the Empress Dowager back to the palace.

He has been serving the prince since he was in the East Palace. He is undoubtedly the person who knows best how much Qu Zhong has been wronged in the past ten years. Such an only son, I am afraid that he will not live long ago.

Seeing Qu Zhong step by step to today, getting better and better, of course he will not allow Luan Xiuzhi to spoil all this, even if she is the empress dowager.

Qu Zhong pressed his tense forehead, took a deep breath, sat back on the dragon chair, and continued to deal with political affairs.

He even said that Luan's family kept private soldiers in captivity for his own good. Qu Zhong didn't know whether to say that Luan Xiuzhi was severely brainwashed, or whether he really regarded him as a fool.

Treat him well... want him to be a puppet emperor!

Anyway, there was not much affection between mother and child, and when Laifu asked for instructions on how to deal with Luan Xiuzhi after the remaining feelings of the original owner disappeared, he just waved his hand and let Laifu make up his own mind.

After Laifu got the will, he withdrew happily in his heart, but in fact, he had already thought of many dirty ways in his mind.

"It seems that we still need to cultivate a group of confidantes."

Since eating the blue fruit, Fu's body has become much lighter. Qu Zhong saw him grinning, shaking his whisk and pushing open the door of the study, reaching out to take out the list of new officials from various ministries that Jiang Zhengyuan had submitted long ago.

There are also the court ladies who were sent out as spies last time, and he also needs to train a group to manage the affairs of the harem.

His queen and Luan Xiuzhi belonged to the same faction. In his heart, apart from his natal family, his biological sons were already in the back. Recently, the Zhang family sent a few girls who were about the same age as Qu Yongsi into the palace. The intention was quite obvious. .

And she would bring those girls around Qu Zhong's dormitory from time to time, and even Qu Yongsi himself had already guessed that there were so many chance encounters. Now this child loves to study in the side hall next to the imperial study Go out together with him.

There was such a big quarrel in the imperial study just now, I'm afraid...

Thinking of this, Qu Zhong turned his head to look at the door connecting the side hall and the imperial study room, and found that Qu Yongsi was half body lying on the door frame, looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"Come here, father."

"Father..."

Qu Zhong threw his open hands into a small black dumpling. Qu Yongsi, who had gained a lot of weight this year, hugged his waist tightly, and he was out of breath from crying.

It was the first time in his small world that he faced this cruel family relationship, and the imperial grandmother who had always been kind to him turned out to be like this, and when he thought of his own mother, he felt so uncomfortable that he was about to explode.

"Then Father asked you if the prince is doing well."

The black head in his arms shook his head desperately, and Qu Yongsi cried out in a crying voice: "Father, Si'er will be filial to Father in the future, and I will protect you."

"Okay, father is waiting for you to be filial to me."

The childish promise comforted Qu Zhong's numb heart with the strongest sincerity. He patted Qu Yongsi's back lightly without saying a word, but let his tears wet his clothes.

It's not that the royal family has no family affection, it's just that no one wants to be the person who gets hurt all over after paying.

And Qu Zhong is willing to be the first person to pay, the misfortune of the original owner will not let the children repeat the same mistakes, he wants to save the world, including the crying little man in his arms.