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The sky is wide and the ground is wide, and the morning glow is all over the sky.

When Lou Yu got up in the morning, seeing such a magnificent scene, he felt refreshed.

Although the breakfast in Tianzhuang is not as exquisite as that in Wangfu, Lou Yu still eats happily, even more than in Wangfu.

Feng Erbi was waiting on the side, very happy to see this: "Your Highness has a big appetite, so it can be seen that this running is really useful, Your Highness is really far-sighted."

Lou Yu was too lazy to listen to his flattery, and it happened that Yang Ji'an asked to see him.

Lou Yu didn't care about the etiquette of "you don't talk when you eat", and let Yang Ji'an in under Feng Erbi's disapproving gaze.

"Done? Let me see."

He took a stack of drawings, pushed the bowl aside, and spread the drawings directly on the table.

Yang Ji'an came over to help, "You have to put them together to see."

The assembled drawing is a rectangle, on which the fields, houses, hills, and rivers are all clearly marked, the lines are concise and clear, and the proportions are clear. It is simply a treasure drawing!

Lou Yu was delighted to see Lie Xin, and hurriedly asked, "Who drew this?"

"Does your Highness think the painting is good?" Yang Ji'an asked seriously.

Lou Yu didn't even think about it, "Of course!"

I didn't expect such a talent to be hidden in the farm!

"Then let me tell Your Highness, Your Highness, don't be angry." Yang Ji'an continued to lay the groundwork.

Lou Yu heard something wrong, calmed down his joyful mood, and asked calmly, "What can I be angry about?"

"The one who drew the picture is called Sun Xiaomei, and she escaped with me." Yang Ji'an secretly looked at Lou Yu's face, and said cautiously, "I didn't deliberately hide it from Your Highness, she is really good at drawing pictures!"

Lou Yu couldn't understand: "What are you hiding from me?"

"She is a girl's family, Your Highness is not angry?"

Lou Yu: "..."

He forgot that this is Dasheng, girls are inherently inferior to boys, and in some places even baby girls will be drowned after birth, not to mention girls touch the sacred pen and ink.

He shook his head, "She draws so well, why should I be angry?"

Yang Ji'an's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

He is still young and hasn't systematically accepted the feudal dross, so he treats Sun Xiaomei as a younger sister, so he is naturally happy about it.

Lou Yu raised the corners of his lips, "I should thank her. Ask her if she would like to do something for me?"

"Okay!" Yang Ji'an ran out bouncing around.

Seeing that Lou Yu valued a little girl, Feng Erbi said awkwardly: "Your Highness, how can you let the little lady do things for you?"

"What? Didn't Caixia and the others work for me?" Lou Yu asked back.

"How can it be the same? Cai Xia and the others do rough work for you, things like drawing pictures..."

"Shut up." Lou Yu glanced at him lightly, "Whether you can draw or someone else can draw, you are not even as good as a little lady, do you not even have the qualifications to be by my side?"

Feng Erbi knelt down immediately, "Your Highness, please calm down! I have said something wrong, please punish me, Your Highness."

"Okay, I'll punish you to do something." Lou Yu carefully put away the drawings, "No matter what method I use, I need three days later and the whole Gyeongju Prefecture knows that our farm bought a lot of livestock manure and bones."

Feng Erbi: "..."

What is Your Highness doing with these nasty things?

But he didn't dare to ask anything, and took orders to retreat.

After a while, Yang Ji'an led Sun Xiaomei over.

The little girl was thin and thin, but her eyes were big, her pupils were clear, and black and white were distinct. After entering the room, she knelt on the ground and saluted.

Lou Yu didn't have time to react, so he had no choice but to turn sideways to accept the gift, and said helplessly, "Get up."

Yang Ji'an whispered in Sun Xiaomei's ear: "Don't be afraid, Your Highness is kind, and I'm glad to know that you drew the picture."

Lou Yu secretly scolded others for being an idiot, and waved his hand, "Okay, I'll ask her something."

Sun Xiaomei is very quiet and well-behaved, and she answers Lou Yu's questions one by one.

She was originally the daughter of a scholar. She was gifted and intelligent since she was a child, and she was loved by her father. His father taught her to read and write, and he did not look down on her because of her status as a girl.

But the good times didn't last long, Xiucai died of illness when she was seven years old, her mother and she were kicked out of the house, the mother and daughter struggled to survive, and her mother died soon after.

If she hadn't met Yang Guanghuai, Sun Xiaomei would have died long ago.

Lou Yu had always been doubtful, and only now did he ask out of curiosity: "You children followed Mr. Yang all the way to Qingzhou Prefecture, do you have any other family members?"

Yang Ji'an shook his head, "We are all orphans. Although my younger sister has grandparents, she has been kicked out of the house. Those people are not relatives."

Lou Yu thought to himself: This Yang Guanghuai is quite kind, regardless of gender, he is willing to take in these lonely children.

It costs a lot of money to raise these children, he is a frail scholar, no wonder Gyeongju government has no money for medical treatment.

"Your father didn't name you?" Lou Yu asked Sun Xiaomei.

He felt that "Sun Xiaomei" did not seem to be taken out by a scholar.

"Take it," the little girl said in a thin voice, "My name is Sun Jingwen. After my father passed away, everyone called me little sister."

Lou Yu praised a good name, and the little girl's eyes became brighter.

He asked again, "Have you ever studied painting?"

Sun Jingwen said in a low voice: "I have learned a little bit."

Lou Yu was curious: "Everyone draws figures or flowers, birds, insects and fish, how could you draw such a map?"

Sun Jingwen became bolder and spoke more fluently: "I learned from my father."

"Your father is good at this painting?" Lou Yu was deeply surprised.

Sun Jingwen said, "I've only learned a little bit."

Lou Yu felt that it was a pity that this kind of talent died young.

As far as this hand-drawing skill is concerned, whether it is for production, construction or marching and fighting, it is an excellent support!

Fortunately, this girl got her father's true biography, and he happened to meet her.

Lou Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Can you draw anywhere you have been?"

Sun Jingwen hesitated, unable to promise: "I don't know."

"Will you do something for me?" Lou Yu paused, "I'll hire you and give you a monthly salary."

"Your Highness is kind to me. I don't want monthly money. I am willing to do things for His Highness." Sun Jingwen's eyes were clear and his expression was firm.

Lou Yu said with a smile: "What I ask you to do will be very hard, and I feel sorry if you don't collect monthly money."

Sun Jingwen was stunned, she didn't want monthly money, and she didn't want His Highness to feel unhappy, what should I do?

Yang Ji'an persuaded: "Little sister, this is His Highness's wish, so you just accept it, and when you save money, you can buy yourself a dowry when you grow up."

Sun Jingwen blushed instantly, and said in a voice like a gnat, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Lou Yu is helpless, Yang Ji'an is the real one.

He gave Sun Jingwen an important task: to draw a map of the entire Gyeongju city.

The prefect definitely has a map of Qingzhou Prefecture, but the prefect will definitely not show it generously, especially not lend it to King Qing's Mansion.

"It's inconvenient for you to be away alone, why not..."

Lou Yu thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a countermeasure. He really lacked credible manpower.

Yang Ji'an suggested: "Let other younger siblings come along and pretend to be little beggars, so that no one will notice."

In this world, apart from other beggars, no one would think of beggars.

"Alright." Lou Yu nodded in agreement.

The life in the farm is quiet and peaceful. Lou Yu is busy writing plans while inspecting the farm.

All the government soldiers were bored, so Li Shu took the lead and set up a ring for an intra-team competition, and insisted on dragging Huo Yan along.

This kind of low-level martial arts competition is like a child's play, Huo Yan doesn't have any interest.

With this time, he might as well practice martial arts by himself.

Yang Ji'an moved closer to him, and asked quietly: "I heard people say that your martial arts are much higher than Commander Li, is that right?"

In the past few days, he and Feng Sanmo had followed Li Shu to learn martial arts, and he had heard a few soldiers from the government vaguely mentioning this matter, so he came to ask what happened.

Huo Yan said nothing.

"Can you teach me?" Yang Ji'an said cheekily, "I can give you money."

Huo Yan didn't give a single look.

Yang Ji'an was a little discouraged. He believed those rumors. After all, Huo Yan was General Huo's son. General Huo was so brave, Huo Yan must be no different!

It's not that he dislikes Li Shu, but he just thinks that even Li Shu can't beat Huo Yan. If he learns from Li Shu, he can't beat Huo Yan even more?

Then how to prevent Huo Yan from hurting His Highness?

While struggling, Li Shu shouted on the stage: "Huo Yan, Li wants to learn from you, are you willing?"

Ever since he was easily restrained by Huo Yan that day, Li Shu wanted to compete with Huo Yan all day long, but Huo Yan ignored him at all. Now that he asked for advice in front of so many people, most people would not refuse.

However, Huo Yan was not an ordinary person, he turned and left expressionlessly, and was stunned after taking a few steps.

His gaze suddenly became gloomy.

Lou Yu stood a few steps away, and said arrogantly: "Huo Yan, I order you to compete with him."

The young man is dressed in brocade clothes, with a white and handsome face, a noble and elegant figure, and his robes are flowing with the wind.Just in time for the setting sun to shine at night, the radiance after that is like a fairy child coming to the world.

Huo Yan's heart is cold, his skin is nothing but appearances, but he doesn't know that the more complex his face is, the more difficult it is for people to discern his thoughts.

He has no expression on his face: "Win or lose?"

Lou Yu raised his chin, "Of course."

"Then," Huo Yan looked arrogant, "let's go together."

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