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Outside Gyeongju Prefecture, a large number of refugees suddenly flocked.

Before he could react, Angel Zhang and several of his attendants were swept away by the wave of refugees.

Generally speaking, when city gate guards encounter refugees, if there are a few or dozens, they can still turn a blind eye and let them go to the city to beg or find work.

Once encountering hundreds of thousands of refugees, there is only one reaction——

Close the gates immediately!

Poor Angel Zhang, failed to wait for King Qing and the magistrate, and failed to enter the city in a good manner, but encountered a swarm of refugees.

The horse under him was frightened, neighing and raising its front hooves.

Angel Zhang was exhausted all the way, and was careless for a moment. He didn't hold the rein firmly, and fell directly from the horse's back to the ground.

His entourage was separated by the crowd and could not come to help him.

Fortunately, he just fell on his butt and didn't hurt any muscles or bones.

Zhang Tiantian was so angry that he almost cursed, thinking that when he entered the city, he would cut these untouchables alive!

He sat up propped up, looked up, and was stunned for a moment.

A group of refugees surrounded him tightly, staring straight at him, like a pack of wolves who had found their prey, and were about to pounce on him and bite him in the next moment.

Angel Zhang panicked.

He hugged himself tremblingly, his mind running fast, trying to lure the hungry wolves.

"He has dry food!"

I don't know who shouted, buzzed, and all the refugees rushed forward.

Angel Zhang was completely submerged.

Someone robbed his rations, someone robbed his purse, someone robbed his girdle, someone robbed his jade crown, and someone even ripped off his clothes!

in the city.

The messenger rushed to the city gate, saw that the city gate was closed tightly, and didn't know what happened, so he couldn't help but angrily reprimanded the guards: "What's going on? Why did you close the city gate? Don't you know that the angel is waiting outside the city? Open the gate quickly!"

The guard said with a serious face: "My lord, there is a sudden wave of refugees outside the city, and the villain can't do anything about it."

The reporter was furious, and he waved his horsewhip: "If there are refugees, don't send troops to suppress them. If the angel is injured by the refugees, you will have to bear the blame!"

Seeing the whip hit the guard's face, a big hand suddenly grabbed the whip.

"My lord, calm down, the villain has sent someone to dispatch troops, please wait a little longer."

The messenger was condescending, and when he saw the unattractive, dark complexion, he asked arrogantly, "Who are you?"

"The villain is just a defender of the city, so nothing to worry about." He Dazhou replied humbly.

The messenger snorted coldly: "How long will it take to transfer troops?"

"It's coming soon." The tone was very perfunctory.

The messenger's eyebrows were folded, and he was about to explode, and the carriage of Prince Qing's Mansion arrived in time.

Lou Yu lifted the curtain and asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

He Dazhou ignored him.

Feng Erbi glared: "Your Highness is asking you something!"

"The villain has met His Highness," He Dazhou saluted perfunctorily, "There is a wave of refugees outside the city, closing the city gate is a last resort."

Lou Yu said anxiously: "But the angel is still outside the city! You quickly open the door and welcome the angel into the city!"

"This is not acceptable. Once the city gate is opened, refugees will definitely flood in."

Lou Yu was at a loss for what to do: "Then what should I do?"

It looks like a cowardly and incompetent coward.

He Dazhou secretly rolled his eyes with disdain.

The reporter had a panoramic view of the expressions of the two of them, so he knew that King Qing must not be welcomed in Qingzhou Mansion, otherwise, how could a mere city guard garrison neglect the prince so much?

The situation fell into a stalemate, and it happened that the magistrate's carriage also arrived with the messenger.

Guo Lian got out of the carriage and saw the messenger clapping his hands.

The messenger also cupped his fists in return.

One is the magistrate with real power, and the other is the speaker of the inner court, no one is humbler than the other.

Seeing Guo Lian, He Dazhou's attitude changed abruptly, and before he could ask a question, he hurriedly reported: "My lord, the refugees gathered outside the city, and the villain had to close the gate of the city, but accidentally shut the door of the angel, please punish me! "

Guo Lian glanced at the "no sense of existence" Lou Yu, and sighed in his heart.

What a show!

He ordered in a deep voice: "Immediately deploy [-] defenders, suppress the refugees, and rescue the angels!"

"Follow the order!" He Dazhou turned and left.

Messenger: "..."

So what he said just now that he has transferred troops is all perfunctory? !

He was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick, and even Guo Lian, the "real power" magistrate, was hated by him.

He Dazhou quickly dispatched five hundred soldiers.

As soon as the city gate was opened, the armor shook the sky.

The refugees took a look and fled in all directions. After a while, they couldn't even see a shadow.

Only a few people fell on the ground, their upper bodies were naked, and they were extremely embarrassed, as if they had fainted.

Guo Lian couldn't bear to see it.

Too bad, really too bad.

Compared to an angel, he, the puppet prefect, is considered decent.

Lou Yu raised his eyes to look at him.

Guo Lian immediately straightened his expression and told He Dazhou: "Hurry up and rescue the angel!"

He Dazhou took the order and immediately took people back to Zhang Angel and his entourage.

The two intact messengers glanced at each other and quickly looked away.

How lucky they are!

After moving Zhang Tiantian and others back to the city, He Dazhou asked Guo Lian, "My lord, are you going to the government office?"

Feng Erbi looked at the person on the stretcher, and couldn't help laughing.

Simply, the face and body were scratched, and there was no good skin.

Huh?Why did that person's eyes move?

It turned out to be dizzy!

That's right, losing such a big ugliness in front of everyone, I can't get over this hurdle if I don't pretend to faint.

He saw it, and others naturally saw it too.

The two messengers were still high-spirited, but now they are like eggplants beaten by frost, and they can no longer lift up their spirits.

Guo Lian pondered and said: "People in the government office talk a lot, and several angels are injured now, so they should choose a quiet place to recuperate."

The words were so right, the messengers both nodded.

"Prince Qing's Mansion has many courtyards and beautiful scenery, why not take it to Prince Qing's Mansion."

Guo Lian made a direct decision without even asking the eldest son present.

Lou Yu immediately said: "Master Guo, the father is now lingering on the sick bed, and the house is in chaos, fearing to disturb the angels."

"There are so many courtyards in the palace, why bother?" Guo Lian said bravely, "That's it."

The two messengers also thought it was appropriate.

Living in a palace is naturally better than living in a mansion!

Lou Yu responded as if he was out of breath.

A group of people walked to the gate of the palace and were about to carry people in.

Lou Yu suddenly stood up and said, "Wait a minute, Mr. Guo, did we forget something?"

Guo Lian asked, "What?"

"The angel arrives in Gyeongju," Lou Yu stood on the high steps, looking down at the two messengers, "you have to take out the seal, right?"

This is an essential process, otherwise anyone can pretend to be an angel to cheat food and drink.

If everything is normal, Lou Yu and Guo Lian will meet at the gate of the city after the messenger notifies the palace and the magistrate, and will only listen to the oracle after personally inspecting the token.

However, after the looting by the refugees just now, Angel Zhang was covered with nothing but a pair of trousers.

The reporter's heart skipped a beat, that's terrible!

They lost the decree!

Feng Erbi spoke at the right time: "The refugees should only grab money and food. They don't know how to read. The decree must still be outside the city!"

The two messengers said nothing, and immediately got on their horses and galloped away.

The market has been cleared, and there is no one there at this time, even if they run fast, they will not be able to hurt the people.

Lou Yu admired the panicked backs of the two, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Seeing this smile, Guo Lian felt chills in his heart.

This man is so terrifying that even angels dare to tease him!

At this point, it is difficult for him to regenerate the heart of resistance.

He Dazhou said again: "My lord, can we still go in?"

Feng Erbi said: "King Qing is sealed by the Holy Majesty, if there is no letter from the Holy Majesty, how can ordinary Xiaoxiao enter?!"

Angel Zhang was lying on a stretcher wanting to cry without tears.

If he didn't play prestige, if he went directly to the city, wouldn't he just avoid the refugee wave?

Why can't he just think about it, and insist on staying outside the city and waiting for someone stupidly?

If the oracle is not lost, he just lost some face, and no one dares to mention it after waking up; if the oracle is lost, he has committed a serious crime!

Sorry for the first time!

Lou Yu said: "Master Guo, my father is seriously ill, and I have to serve in front of the bed. I will enter the mansion first. After the seal letter is recovered, I will go out of the mansion to welcome you."

"Never mind."

The door of Prince Qing's mansion was closed again, and outside the door He Dazhou led people to guard Zhang Angel and the others.

The scorching sun was shining on his body, and it hurt hotly.

An hour later, Angel Zhang felt that his upper body might have been peeled from the sun, and the two messengers returned slowly.

The two of them were drenched in sweat as if they had been fished out of the water, and they searched for an unknown number of places.

"It's back! We're back!"

Although the two were embarrassed, their eyes were bright.To find the oracle is to find the hope of life.

Even He Dazhou couldn't help feeling a little bit of sympathy.

It's too awful.

He received the seal, which was indeed the Son of Heaven's property, and immediately knocked on the gate of the palace.

The porter watched the play for a long time, and opened the door with a smile on his face.

After a while, Lou Yu hurried over, checked the seal, immediately welcomed him into the mansion, and placed him in the guest room.

He told the servants: "The angel is injured and has been exposed to the scorching sun. Hurry up and call for a doctor!"

Then he turned to the messenger: "You two have a short rest, the hall has prepared herbal tea."

The two searched for an hour, thirsty and tired, as soon as the herbal tea was served, they drank it unceremoniously.

Lou Yu thoughtfully said: "The angel won't be able to wake up for a while, so it's better to wait until tomorrow."

Of course the messenger had no objection.

Immediately after Lou Yu left, the servants prepared hot soup and clean clothes for them, and after they finished grooming, they were served with delicious food and wine.

The two of them ate and drank enough, and fell asleep deeply.

After the doctor diagnosed Zhang Angel and the others, he prescribed medicine for them.

Angel Zhang and the others were forcibly given the extremely painful soup, and they had to listen to the two next door drinking wine and eating delicious food. I don't know how jealous they are!

But they still have to bear it, they haven't passed the night, how can people forget their embarrassing things?

Early the next morning, Angel Zhang woke up.

He had a good time to freshen up, and after breakfast, he forgot all about yesterday, and regained the honor of an angel.

Not long after, two attendants came back and whispered a few words.

Angel Zhang frowned: "So, before the edict set out, King Qing was already ill?"

"Master Angel, we have secretly visited the people in the city, it is indeed true."

Angel Zhang clicked his tongue twice: "It's really unlucky."

He got up and went out, pointing to the handyman in the corridor: "You, go and call King Qing."

If he pretended to be dizzy, he had to pretend to the end. Even if he heard that King Qing was seriously ill yesterday, he had to act as if he didn't know.

The handyman led the order to retreat.

After a while, Lou Yu rushed over, and before Zhang Angel could speak, he said, "My father is seriously ill, and my mother and concubine cannot leave him. This hall is the son of King Qing, and he came to listen to his father's order."

Zhang Tianshi looked up: "Is King Qing seriously ill?"

"Suddenly ill, I have invited all the famous doctors in the city, but..." Lou Yu choked up and turned his back, wiping his tears with his sleeves.

Angel Zhang pretended to be sympathetic: "My son, don't be too sad, the prince is seriously ill, and the palace will have to be supported by your son in the future."

He wanted to go and see for himself whether it was true or not, but on second thought, if he went, he would have to kowtow to King Qing, so he gave up.

Lou Yu turned around and cupped his hands, sighing softly, "Angel Zhang, please read the oracle."

Angel Zhang nodded and unfolded the oracle.

The decree is full of nonsense, nothing more than asking the vassal king to come to Beijing to celebrate the imperial concubine's birthday.

There is also a supplementary attachment at the end. If there is a situation where the vassal king cannot enter the capital, the son of the prince can enter the capital to celebrate his birthday on his behalf.

After he finished reading the imperial edict, he said earnestly: "This time the concubine concubine's birthday is celebrated, the Holy Majesty attaches great importance to it, and the son must not lose his courtesy at that time."

Lou Yu said he was educated: "Thank you Angel for your reminder."

The two looked at each other for a while, and there was silence.

Angel Zhang glared at him: Don't you show some filial piety? !How could you be so rude!

Lou Yu's eyes were watery: Angel, do you have anything else to do?If it's okay, I'll take you out of the city and back to Beijing?

Angel Zhang cursed at Yumu's head secretly, and was about to leave with an angry face, but Feng Erbi knew the trick, and hurriedly said: "Master Angel has been working hard, Your Highness has prepared a small gift for you."

That's what it looks like!

Lou Yu realized later, and suddenly realized: "Oh! Yes! This hall will send someone to fetch it!"

Angel Zhang calmed down a little, sat down and waited, took a sip of tea, and suddenly said: "I heard that His Royal Highness bought the sin slaves of the Huo family, is there such a thing?"

"The angel is well-informed," Lou Yu said with evasive eyes, "it's true."

Seeing him like this, Angel Zhang immediately became interested. Could it be that His Royal Highness still has something to hide?

He solemnly said: "Before this envoy set off, His Majesty specifically instructed that although the Huo family is corrupt, the rest of the criminal slaves are young and innocent. Considering that the Huo family has made great contributions to the country, you must not..."

Lou Yu suddenly stood up excitedly: "The Huo family committed a great crime, the Holy Majesty is kind enough to let them live. I am so angry that I want to teach those low slaves a lesson for Uncle Huang. The Holy Majesty has a big heart, I can't do it!"

Angel Zhang shook his head and sighed: "Your Majesty asked the envoy to tell Huo Nu something, can you please help me?"

"Erbi, call Huo Nu." Lou Yu didn't hesitate.

After a while, a slender young man stepped into the door with his head bowed.

He was dressed in black clothes, with a slender waist and long legs, his hair was neatly combed, and his face was extremely handsome.

The young man slowly prostrated himself at Lou Yu's feet, with a hoarse voice: "I greet Your Highness."

Angel Zhang choked suddenly, pointed at Huo Yan's wide-eyed eyes, "This, this..."

Does this mother look like a sin slave? !

Lou Yu stepped on Huo Yan's chest, and Huo Yan fell to the ground, his neckline opened a little, showing fine bloodstains!

Huo Yan coughed on the ground in pain, and coughed up a little blood!

Angel Zhang choked again, unable to say anything.

Lou Yu blinked and said: "Angel Zhang, this hall has always followed the words of the Holy Majesty and treated the sin slaves of the Huo family benevolently."

Angel Zhang: Ah, this...

"It's just that Huo Nu's life is cheap and his body is extremely weak, so this palace can't do anything about it."

Angel Zhang is completely speechless, Prince Qing's son is so clever!

On the surface, Huo Yan did look like a decent person, but if he read correctly, there were bloodstains under the skirt of his clothes!

No wonder Shizi kicked him lightly, and he fell weak and coughed up blood.

Lou Yu bent down and clasped Huo Yan's chin, turned his head and smiled meaningfully at Zhang Tiantian: "If this face could not be seen, this hall would not be so lenient."

His expression was a little strange, with the meaning of "men can understand".

Zhang Tiantian had been in the inner court for a long time, and naturally saw the clue, and couldn't help being shocked.

The son of a dignified general, unexpectedly, has been reduced to a generation for obscenity, playfulness and intimacy!

awful!That's horrible!

In due course, the handyman brought the "small gift", which was a small wooden box.

Angel Zhang was upside down, and the weight was quite heavy.

After the gift was received and people had seen it, he swaggered and left Prince Qing's Mansion with his entourage.

His Majesty is still waiting for his return.

After the people left, Lou Yu quickly helped Huo Yan up, "Didn't the kick hurt you?"

Huo Yan shook his head and touched the "blood" near his mouth.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and laughed out loud at the same time.

The laughter faded away.

Huo Yan suddenly said: "The following sentences are not rehearsed."

"You mean the compliment that you look good?"

"Ah."

Lou Yu explained to him: "I thought of it on the spur of the moment. It may be dangerous to enter Beijing this time. I hope you can go with me."

Huo Yan was clear, his eyes darkened: "If I'm just a tortured slave, you don't need to bring me; but if I'm... you have a reason to bring me to Beijing."

"Indeed."

Lou Yu looked sincerely, "If you don't want to go back to the sad place, you don't have to go."

"I'll go." Huo Yan said in a deep voice, "I have never paid homage to my parents, brother and sister-in-law."

Lou Yu patted him on the shoulder, affected by his emotion, he felt a little sour.

On the other side, Angel Zhang and others drove out of Gyeongju Mansion quickly, wanting to leave this embarrassing place as soon as possible.

They walked for half a day, and only then slowed down after leaving the boundary of Gyeongju Prefecture.

"Master Angel, there is a tea shed in front of you, why don't you go and have a rest?"

Angel Zhang agreed, dismounted and stepped into the tea shed.

Before he opened his mouth, he heard a loud roar: "Come to Fat Sheep! Little ones, come on!"

Angel Zhang only felt that his eyes were dark, there were bandits!

Damn, he's both a refugee and a bandit, can this world ever get better!

The bandits were all masked, burly, holding sharp knives, and surrounded them.

Angel Zhang dared not resist, so he could only obediently be robbed of all valuables on his body by the bandits.

He hasn't warmed up the gift given to him by Prince Qing's son!

The bandits come and go quickly, it seems that they are only seeking money, not killing.

Very good!Very good!

Zhang Tiantian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and got up from the ground with a pale face.

The attendant was afraid that he would get angry, so he comforted him: "Fortunately, we don't have any sacred oracles on us. If we are snatched by bandits, the consequences will be even more unimaginable."

Angel Zhang glared at him and slapped him hard.

Shut up if you can't speak!

He swore that he would never come to Gyeongju again in his life!

Lou Yu sent someone to pretend to be a bandit, and took back the "small gift", and then he felt that his anger was completely smooth.

If Angel Zhang is really asked to take away his money, he will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Your Highness, the eighth day of September is the imperial concubine's birthday, when do you plan to leave?" Feng Erbi asked.

Lou Yu thought for a while, if they were to hurry up, they would only need to do it five or six days in advance.

But he still has plans to implement.

"Leave half a month in advance."

Feng Erbi's face collapsed: "In this way, won't His Highness be unable to celebrate his birthday in the mansion?"

"Birthday?" Lou Yu was stunned.

"Your Highness, have you forgotten? August [-]th is your birthday." Feng Er wrote it down very clearly.

Lou Yu remembered that Shizi's birthday was indeed on August 28, which was the same as his modern lunar birthday.

He thought for a while: "It's the same on the road, we should start half a month earlier."

On the other side, Zhang Tiantian and others returned to the capital in a state of embarrassment, and they did not forget to cry while returning to the emperor.

"The slave is extremely dangerous this time. If it is not for the blessing of His Majesty, the slaves may have killed the hands of the refugees and bandits.

The emperor was concerned: "Is there any injury? I asked the imperial doctor to treat you."

Angel Zhang shook his head and wept, "Your Majesty has favored me, and I have not been seriously injured. I thank Your Majesty for your grace!"

"Well," the emperor said lazily, leaning on the gold-plated dragon chair, "how is Prince Qing's Mansion?"

Angel Zhang wiped away tears, and replied respectfully: "Prince Qing is seriously ill, and the son will go to Beijing instead of his father."

He reported to the emperor everything he had seen and heard in Qingzhou Mansion, including Lou Yu's language and demeanor.

Hearing about Huo Yan, the emperor became interested: "He really said that?"

Angel Zhang: "There is nothing false in what I said."

"It's a bit cruel," the emperor snorted, "It's a pity that the Huo family Erlang was humiliated under the idiot."

Angel Zhang did not dare to answer these words.

"Forget it, go down and rest." The emperor waved his hand.

Angel Zhang retreated respectfully.

August is the harvest season.

Lou Yu rode a horse from Fucheng to the farm, seeing the yellow wheat all the way, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Farmers bend over to mow wheat, and the fields are full of joy of harvest.

At this time, everyone in the farm was watching in the square.

Before the spring planting, Lou Yu divided the farm land into two parts, one part to test the new method, and the other part to plant according to the old method.

Lin Dajing is in charge of the spring planting and autumn harvest in the experimental field.

Farmers can see the growth of the wheat seedlings in the test field.They knew that the wheat in the experimental field was well planted, but how much better it would be could only be determined after weighing.

Weighing recorders were divided into two batches to record the output of the experimental field and the ordinary field respectively.

When Lou Yu arrived, the weighing had come to an end.

Everyone saluted respectfully, Lin Dajing said: "Your Highness, the weighing will be finished soon, please wait for a while."

Lou Yu smiled, "It's okay, you go to work."

A while later, Lin Dajing came to visit with two notebooks in his hands, his eyes were full of water, and his face was flushed.

The rest of the dealers stood in the square waiting for the result.

Lou Yu asked loudly, "How?"

Lin Dajing was very excited: "Your Highness, the farm's grain has been weighed."

He took a deep breath and said proudly:

"The low-grade common field yields 150 catties per mu, the low-grade experimental field yields 230 catties per mu; the medium-grade common field yields 350 catties per mu, and the medium-grade experimental field yields 380 catties per mu;

"520 pounds!"

With a buzz, the square exploded.

520 catties!When did they plant such a high yield per mu!

Can't believe it!

The crowd erupted, applauding and cheering overwhelmingly, looking at Lou Yu as if saying "Shen Nong is reborn"!

It took a while for the excitement in the square to subside.

Lou Yu said to Lin Dajing: "You have made great achievements this time, and you are also proficient in farming techniques. In the future, you will be the head of Gyeongju's agricultural affairs. Your duty is to teach the people of Gyeongju how to farm. Would you like to?"

With the existing arable land in Gyeongju and the large wasteland that has just been reclaimed, if Lin Dajing can increase the yield per mu, it should be enough to keep the people of Gyeongju full, right?

Although this time will be very long, after three to five years, it will definitely become the most solid guarantee for Gyeongju.

Farmer? !

The farmers stared wide-eyed, is this an official?

Anyone who farms can become an official? !

Lin Dajing has been studying uninterruptedly, and now he is a half-educated person. He knows that the court does not have the title of "General Manager of Agricultural Affairs", which should be a position appointed by His Highness himself.

Because of this, Lin Dajing was even more excited.

This shows that His Highness values ​​him, and even set up a position for him!

He bowed his head and kowtowed to Lou Yu.

The news that the yield per mu of Wangfu Farm exceeded [-] jin was widely spread in Fucheng.

Everyone's first reaction was disbelief, who wouldn't brag?

"Last year, the prince had a bet with Young Master Guo at the restaurant, do you still remember?"

"Of course I remember. Could it be that the prince is deliberately talking big because he doesn't want to be ashamed?"

"How can farming be so easy? There is no need for the prince to brag. If you can't grow it, you can't grow it. We won't laugh at him."

"Speaking of Young Master Guo, I feel like I haven't seen him for a while. Have you met him?"

"Really! Why doesn't Mr. Guo come out to play?"

"What are you talking about! The yield per mu of the farm is real! I saw it with my own eyes that day, and the millet was piled up into mountains!"

"Really?"

"Really! I also heard that His Highness appointed a mud-legged official!"

"Isn't it the imperial court's business to appoint an official? The prince can also be appointed an official?"

"Bah, bah, bah! It's not an official, it's a 'manager of agricultural affairs', I guess it's just a small steward, not an official."

"..."

Rumors were rampant in the city, but Lou Yu was too busy to see anyone.

He drilled into the kiln every day, and even Feng Erbi didn't know what kind of medicine he sold in his gourd.

It was Princess Qing who caught him once, and felt sorry for him going into those burning kilns every day.

Lou Yu had no choice but to explain: "I'm going to the capital to celebrate my birthday in the second ten days, so I have to prepare some congratulatory gifts."

Princess Qing said: "He Liniang is here to prepare, you don't need to worry about it."

"Your Majesty and Your Majesty haven't seen any treasures before? I want to prepare some fresh ones."

"What's new?"

Lou Yu blinked, "Mother will know when it burns out, and mother has it too."

After staying in the kiln for so many days, he finally succeeded in firing the glass.

He originally wanted to make a glass mirror, but the silver mirror reaction required a lot of chemical reagents, and he couldn't make it all at present, so he settled for the next best thing and made other interesting things out of glass.

One is the kaleidoscope, which is placed in the gift as a fresh plaything; the other is the telescope, which of course is kept secret for personal use.

In a blink of an eye, it is August [-]th, the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Lou Yu asked Wei Si to pick out outstanding craftsmen, and distributed five catties of wheat noodles, a box of moon cakes and a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine to each of them.

Excellent performers must do: no late, no early leave, no absenteeism, large output, high quality.

The craftsmen who received the benefits were beaming and proud.The rest of the craftsmen were envious, jealous and hated, beating their chests and groaning why they didn't perform well.

Who would have thought that His Highness would give rewards during the holidays!

The little boy Zhang Feng also got the gift from His Highness.

He has always been serious and down-to-earth in his work, and he does a lot of good work. Everyone sees him and admires him in his heart.

Zhang Feng carried the prize and walked home excitedly, and saw his mother standing at the door waiting for him from a distance.

"Auntie, I'm back!"

He quickened his pace.

Mother Zhang greeted her with a smile on her face, but when she saw the things in his hand, she couldn't help frowning: "Why did you buy so many things? Didn't you buy them all?"

Aunt Sun next door squinted her eyes and said sarcastic words: "You are still too young. If you are not in charge of the family, you don't know how to save some money. It's just for a festival. With so many things to buy, even if you find a good job, you don't have to show off like this."

The first two sentences are normal, but the more you say it later, the more it goes too far.

Zhang Feng didn't like her at all, so he purposely shouted loudly in the alley: "Aniang, I didn't buy this! There are masters who work hard in the factory, and His Highness is sympathetic to us, and specially rewarded us with cheap goods!"

"Your Highness rewarded it?" Zhang Mu's eyes widened, "Your Highness really rewarded it?!"

"Well! The manager said that as long as you work hard in the future, His Highness will reward you!" Zhang Feng was impassioned, wishing everyone would know His Highness's benevolence.

Aunt Sun was already narrow-minded. Seeing the prosperous life of the Zhang family, her eyes turned red with jealousy. Now she is blocked and can't speak.

She stared at Zhang's mother and son, and when they were about to step into the yard, she suddenly asked:

"It's strange! Didn't the Zhang family work for the government? Why did His Highness reward you for cheap goods? I'm afraid you didn't buy them on purpose to make your face swollen to pretend to be fat!"

Zhang's mother was also taken aback when she heard the words.

That's right, Feng'er is working for the government office, so how could His Highness give out frugal goods?

She asked Zhang Feng with her eyes.

Zhang Feng: "..."

Guanshi Wei is a member of His Highness, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that they are doing things for the government on the surface, but they are actually doing things for His Highness.

But for whom is it not to do?

The craftsmen know it well, but never say much.

But this matter cannot be explained openly and openly.

Zhang Feng said in a hurry: "If we do things for the government, we are also doing things for Qingzhou. Your Highness is the eldest son of Qingzhou, so why can't we reward festival goods?"

Zhang's mother also got angry: "Feng'er, don't pay attention to her, her eyes are bleeding."

If she has the ability to let her son go to work, who will let her spoil his son so much that he is lazy?

Trivial things like the Zhang family happened in many alleys.

The craftsmen who participated in the construction have gradually improved their life at home, and everyone can see it.

Those who wait and see can't help but move around.

As dusk approaches, Lou Yu returns to the palace from the kiln.

After washing up, the family of three happily finished their dinner.

Princess Qing put melons and fruits, red dates, moon cakes and other things in the courtyard to worship the moon.

Lou Yu took out the kaleidoscope and handed it to her, "Mother, this is a gift for you!"

Princess Qing took the kaleidoscope, not understanding what this cylindrical wooden cylinder was for.

Lou Yu unscrewed the mirror cover, "Look up and take a look."

The candles in the room are brightly lit, and the bright candlelight shines through the bottom of the tube, reflecting countless gorgeous patterns on the mirror surface, which is a magnificent and dreamy scene formed by the colorful shreds of paper in the tube reflected on the lens.

Princess Qing was dazed for a while, and then asked in disbelief, "What's in it?"

It's obviously just an ordinary cylinder!

Lou Yu smiled, "Mom, you play first, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Princess Qing has no time to take care of him, she only cares about playing with the kaleidoscope.

In a few days, Lou Yu had to go to Beijing to celebrate his birthday, so he had to make arrangements in advance.

Everyone gathered in the east courtyard, Huo Yan, Feng Sanmo, Yang Guanghuai, Li Shu, and Wei Si were all among them.

Lou Yu ordered someone to serve tea and snacks for them, and said with a smile: "Today is the reunion festival, you don't need to be formal, let's chat while eating."

Li Shu honestly stuffed a snack, "Well, it's delicious!"

Everyone laughed.

"Since it's a holiday, I'll give each of you a gift."

Lou Yu ordered Feng Erbi to put the prepared gift in front of several people.

I thought I was here for a meeting, but I didn't expect there to be a gift!

The gifts are all packed in wooden boxes, big and small.

Among them, Li Shu's wooden box is the largest, followed by Huo Yan, and the rest are insignificant compared to them.

Li Shu swallowed, his eyes shining.

Such a long and thick box, what is it if it is not a knife? !

Ever since he saw Xu Sheng's masterpiece that day, Li Shu has been obsessed with it, dreaming of owning a peerless sword.

It's a pity that after that day, Xu Sheng was nowhere to be seen in the kiln factory, and His Highness never talked about the precious sword, so Li Shu could only think about it in his heart.

Seeing that the wish is about to come true, can Li Shu not be excited?

He was the first to speak: "Your Highness, can this subordinate open it?"

Lou Yu nodded: "Please go ahead."

Everyone stared in the direction of Li Shu.

Li Shu's hands trembled slightly, and he slowly lifted the lid of the box, feeling a chill rushing towards the front door, revealing his radiance!

He slammed down the lid, tears welling up in his eyes.

Everyone was puzzled: Why didn't you show it?

Li Shu is usually a relatively strong man, he almost never shed tears, but now he can't help it.

The tall and burly man knelt down in front of Lou Yu with snot and tears in front of everyone, so excited that he couldn't control himself.

"Li Shu will definitely follow His Highness around in this life, through thick and thin, and will not hesitate!"

Lou Yu was so shocked that he almost lost his grip on the cup.

Are you so excited?

He got up and helped Li Shu up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, I will remember."

Li Shu choked back to his seat and sat down. When he sat down, he gave Huo Yan a guilty look.

Huo Yan:?

Thinking of Li Shu's performance just now, Huo Yan has reason to suspect that this guy must have misunderstood something.

Lou Yu looked around at the others: "You can also open it and have a look."

Yang Guanghuai's pen is a famous pen, which fits his personality as a scholar.Feng Sanmo's is a sharp dagger, suitable for his status as an "assassin".

Wei Si's was a booklet, and when he opened it, his eyes were amazed.

"Your Highness, this picture is wonderful!"

What Lou Yu gave him was a modern album of charts and charts, which contained some practical charts, which were neat, concise and clear, and they were sent to Wei Si's heart.

His current job requires statistics and analysis of a large amount of data. With these charts, it will be more convenient and quicker to handle affairs.

Wei Si looked at Lou Yu reverently, His Highness Xindao is truly unparalleled in wisdom!

"As long as you like it," Lou Yu was also very happy, "After I go to Beijing, you will be in charge of everything about the construction of the new city. I hope you won't let me down."

Wei Sihao was furious: "I will live up to His Highness' high expectations!"

In the end, only Huo Yan remained unopened.

Everyone was waiting curiously.

Li Shu looked at him with shame, and His Highness gave him the precious sword. Although he was happy, he felt that this sword was more suitable for Huo Yan.

When the wooden box was opened, everyone was startled.

It was a sword.

The sword body is long and thin, cold as white jade, and the blade is like autumn frost. A faint aura rushes towards the face, which makes the hair stand on end and makes the heart feel awe-inspiring.

The hilt is simple and elegant, with a word engraved on it, which is "Huo".

Li Shu's eyes were all red.

It's not that His Highness doesn't value Huo Yan, this mother values ​​Huo Yan too much!

The sword is the lord of a hundred soldiers. Don't you hear that noble men are proud of their swords.

The meaning of His Highness's gift of the sword is self-evident.

Huo Yan stared blankly at the sword, and there seemed to be a surge of heat in his eyes, and there was a desolate place in his heart, and a sprout suddenly emerged.

"I haven't had time to make the scabbard yet," Lou Yu broke the silence with a voice as warm as water, "But that's fine, you can choose what you like."

Huo Yan was still in a daze.

It was still Li Shu who couldn't help it, and enviously said: "Huo Yan, why don't you thank Your Highness?"

Huo Yan secretly took a deep breath, carefully closed the wooden box, and turned to face Lou Yu.

He seemed to have grown taller again, and his appearance became more and more handsome, with a pair of sword eyebrows upright and awe-inspiring, and star eyes deep and restrained.

But now, an extremely complex light flashed in his deep and introverted eyes, and the light hit Lou Yu's heart directly, making him feel a little guilty.

He had no other thoughts when he decided to give the sword, he just thought that it could not be repeated, so if he gave Li Shudao, why not give Huo Yanjian.

From the perspective of body shape and aesthetics, Huo Yan is naturally more suitable for sword dancing.

Unexpectedly, Huo Yan's reaction would be so great.

He suddenly remembered that the sword had the style of a gentleman in ancient times, symbolizing noble and elegant qualities.

The Huo family was destroyed, leaving only a stigma in the world.

In the eyes of the world, the Huo family is no longer qualified to wear a sword.

This is Huo Yan's knot.

Lou Yu's sword broke through the shackles of stigma like a thunderbolt, piercing the endless darkness with elegant and elegant sword light.

Then, the light shines in.

Huo Yan stared at him, said lowly and firmly:

"Huo's life and death will never change in the future, and his white head will never change." [Note 1]

Under the candlelight, the young man's expression was firm and his eyes were burning, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, willing to devote himself to his master and be loyal to him.

Lou Yu's heart trembled.