I am a ruler in troubled times

Song Peiyu woke up at daylight, Song Jinyu had long since disappeared, but there was a set of brocade clothes on the bedside, complete with hosta, jade pendant and deerskin boots.

Seeing the things on the bedside, Song Peiyu's beating heart calmed down.

He is not dreaming, the eldest brother is here to pick him up.

As soon as there was movement in the house, Jin Bao deliberately lowered his voice from outside the door, "Is Master Qi awake?"

Waiting for Song Peiyu to respond, Jin Bao entered the door lightly with warm water in his hand. While serving Song Peiyu to wash and dress, he told Song Peiyu that they would leave for Yang County tomorrow morning.

"It's a pity that the several sets of clothes brought by the owner are a bit too big. Although I took the smallest one and modified it overnight, it lost the natural look of the clothes when they were first made. I have no choice but to use more cushions for the boots. If you don't wear them properly If it's comfortable, I'll take out the cushion and put some soft silk in it." Although Jin Bao's mouth was broken a bit, his movements were extremely nimble, and he took care of Song Peiyu in a short while.

The third prince lived in Song Peiyu's original house, and he wanted to go to pay his respects, and ask if the third prince lived comfortably, as a kind landlord.

Song Peiyu was about to go out when Jin Bao reminded him behind him, "Master Qi, do you have any plans for Lihua Village?"

Song Peiyu frowned and stopped at the same place, and then said after a while, "What did the elder brother say?"

"The head of the family said that it's up to Master Qi to make the decision. It's okay to leave like this. If Master Qi is unwilling to let go, he can encircle Lihua Village as the Song family's village. You can ask Master Mu to order the people below to take care of it, and stay in Yang County and The defenders of Fengzhen are all the Mu family army." After Jin Bao told Song Peiyu what Song Jinyu had left, he was silent for a while, and couldn't help persuading, "Lihua Village is very different from other villages because of Master Qi. With Qi Ye's protection, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape the concerns of other people with ulterior motives."

From the previous dynasties, the tenant farmers in Zhuangzi were basically servants of the master who had signed the contract of sale. For example, the villagers in Lihua Village who were called long-term workers and short-term workers were actually similar to the tenant farmers but did not sign the contract of sale. This really made Jin Bao very upset. At the same time, she also vaguely sensed that Song Peiyu might not like selling her body.

But he still took the risk of being disliked by Song Peiyu and persuaded Song Peiyu to turn Lihua Village into Song's Zhuangzi.

For one thing, no matter whether he goes back to run affairs for the family or stays with Qiye, he must make the final finishing touches of Lihua Village beautiful to be eligible for reuse.In addition, he was afraid that after they left, if bad news about Lihua Village reached Song Peiyu's ears, it would make Song Peiyu sad.

"Go and tell the villagers that we are leaving, and ask them if they would like to become tenant farmers of the Song family." Song Peiyu slowly turned the wooden bead bracelet on his wrist, and emphasized with Jinbao, "Don't force them."

Jin Bao responded loudly and assured, "Don't worry, Seventh Master, I'll go to the villagers now, whether it will be successful or not will be decided in the afternoon."

Watching the young master in brocade clothes go away, Jin Bao raised his head, with a hint of arrogance and indifference in his brows.

In such a remote place, no matter how much the harvest can't be shipped out, it's not worthwhile for the Song family to keep a Zhuangzi here.It's just that Qiye values ​​feelings, and the Patriarch wants to make Qiye feel at ease, so he is willing to be such a good person.

In a chaotic world where human life is like nothing, and the precarious situation is precarious, how can the common people who can step on it compare with the tenant farmers who are protected by aristocratic families.

If the villagers in Lihua Village don't know how to praise, it means their fate is bad, they can't seize the opportunities presented to them, and it's not worth Seventh Master's concern.

As soon as Song Peiyu went out, she saw the third prince and Mu Qing not far from the new house.

What happened yesterday was too sudden, and Song Peiyu was not in the mood to look carefully at the faces of the two of them, but now it was clear that the two cousins ​​were [-]% alike, both male and female.

In contrast, although Mu Qing's facial features are gorgeous, his gestures and gestures are full of decency and demeanor. People who see Mu Qing will often notice his temperament immediately, and then spend their time guessing his identity, but ignore it. his appearance.

Song Peiyu had already learned from Song Jinyu last night that Mu Qing was five years older than him, and the third prince was one year older than him.

The third prince's facial features look younger than Mu Qing's, but his height is not inferior in the slightest. His facial features are also more aggressively beautiful than Mu Qing who is a few years older. It can even make people completely ignore his aura that is not weaker than Mu Qing, just pay attention. to his appearance.

Thanks to being the son of Emperor Yonghe, if he was reborn in an ordinary family, I'm afraid...

When Song Peiyu was looking at the third prince and Mu Qing, Mu Qing was also looking at Song Peiyu.

He was quite familiar with Uncle Yunyang and Song Jingming. Although he only occasionally heard them mention his younger brother and uncle, when they mentioned Song Peiyu, the pride and yearning in their eyes could not be faked.

Mu Qing had long wondered what kind of person it was that made the Song family and his son miss him so much.

Although he complimented Song Peiyu yesterday for making Uncle Yunyang happy, he didn't say anything against his will.

Even the dirty clothes and red and swollen eyes did not conceal the elegance of the Song family.

Today, Song Peiyu changed into a Chinese dress and accessories that fit her identity. The floating brocade on her body changed various rich colors as she walked, but it didn't overwhelm the guest at all. The only suet jade pendant on her waist was just like the owner, shining on the floating light. Against the background of brocade, it is more warm and transparent.

The Jade Bi of the Song Dynasty really lived up to its reputation, as did Uncle Yunyang and Song Jingming, and Song Peiyu, who spent three years in Lihua Village, did not lose the character of the Song family.

Song Peiyu's and Mu Qing's eyes moved away, and neither of them concealed their appreciation for each other. Only the third prince seemed to be an outsider, standing where he was and falling asleep.

Song Peiyu took the initiative to salute and say hello to the third prince, and then greeted Mu Qing, asking how the two had a good rest last night.

The third prince seemed to have just realized the arrival of Song Peiyu, a living person, and opened his unexpectedly sharp eyes to look at Song Peiyu in a hurry, half-closed his eyes and felt sleepy as if he had completed a task, and responded perfunctorily, "Well, good. "

Song Peiyu seriously suspected that the third prince didn't hear what he said at all.

Mu Qing was not surprised by this, and passed the words to Song Peiyu skillfully, "Please Brother Pei, give us the place where you live, the mattress is made of some kind of material, although it is only a thin layer, it is so soft Warm, when I go back to Xianyang, Brother Pei will give me a quilt."

Song Peiyu was still waiting to ask Mu Qing to take care of Lihua Village. Naturally, there was no reason to refuse such a trivial matter. He generously shared the secret of the mattress with Mu Qing and the third prince. It was wrapped in a thick cloth with washed and chopped chicken feathers, and then sealed with a needle and thread. Row it tightly to prevent chicken feathers from moving.In this way, there is a low-profile version of the down mattress.

A sigh flashed in Mu Qing's eyes. Seeing that Song Peiyu was so easy to talk to, she chatted with Song Peiyu for a while.

In name, he accompanied the third prince to go out to relieve boredom. In fact, the third prince didn't need him at all. He was basically the one who talked along the way, and the third prince's occasional "um" was considered a response.

If Mu Qing hadn't gotten used to the third prince's temper a long time ago, knowing that the third prince treated everyone like this and it wasn't against him, and he had a good self-cultivation, he would have turned his back on him long ago.

Earlier, Mu Qing also tried to chat with Song Jingjue, but Song Jingjue thought he was not smart enough to talk less, he was always a cold-faced gentleman in front of unfamiliar people, and deliberately hid his unique escape, After careful consideration, he was willing to answer Mu Qing with two or three words.

The two of them were not congenial, they could only look at each other without saying a word, it was no better than the one-sided awkward chat between Mu Qing and the third prince.

Now it's hard to find someone who can talk, Mu Qing has been talking a lot for a long time.But the words only revolved around the unique tastes and scenery in the village, and there was not even a single word that made people uncomfortable.It can be seen that even if he talks too much, he is restrained.

Song Peiyu led Mu Qing and the third prince around the village, and went to see the Song family's fields and orchards.

When the nobleman went out, the guards restrained the villagers at home early in the morning, making the village seem extraordinarily empty.

Mu Qing went up to the tree to pick the fruits and wild dates, washed them with the water brought by the guards, and handed them to the third prince and Song Peiyu to eat.

On the way home, Mu Qing stomped his feet lightly, his tone of surprise was just right, "I just realized that the road in Lihua Village is so different, so many people passed by without leaving any footprints, as if I rode a horse yesterday , leaving no trace."

Song Peiyu didn't believe that Mu Qing only discovered this now.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the third prince who had no sense of presence along the way, Song Peiyu immediately made a decision, and explained with a smile, "I have a lot of free time in the village, so I can only use some ore to pass the time. Mineral powder and water are mixed, and after solidification, it is extremely hard cement."

Before Mu Qing could speak again, Song Peiyu suddenly turned to the Third Prince and said, "Your Highness is interested in cement, I will write the prescription and send it to you later."

The third prince is not only the eldest son of Emperor Yonghe, but also the only son. Giving Fangzi to the third prince is equivalent to giving it to Emperor Yonghe. Although his brother is very popular in front of Emperor Yonghe, it will not delay him from continuing to work hard for the Song family. Good impression.

Besides, the cement recipe was given to Emperor Yonghe, and it was far more effective than in his hands.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mu Qing's mouth, but his gaze towards the third prince was full of warning.

The third prince turned a blind eye to Mu Qing, and opened his thin lips lightly, "No need, it's too troublesome."

Mu Qing closed his eyes hard, forced a smile and turned to look at Song Peiyu who was expressionless, "Your Highness said that you don't need to bother you to send the prescription later, just tell him directly. He has never forgotten since he was a child, and he will definitely remember it." live."

Song Peiyu looked puzzled, and it took a while before she spoke, "The marble ore is ground into powder and heated, then iron ore powder and clay are added. I will send a servant to inform His Highness of the specific ratio."

"We're leaving tomorrow, so I'm sorry I'm too busy to accompany you any longer." Song Peiyu bowed and resigned sternly, striding away without even giving Mu Qing a chance to speak.

Even the clay figurines are also somewhat fiery, let alone Song Peiyu, who was raised by Song Jinyu and the Song family's prosperity since childhood.

The third prince's ungrateful attitude was visible to the naked eye, and the anger that Song Peiyu had accumulated since the first meeting suddenly surged up.

Even if he is a prince, he can't be so clean-eyed. It seems that he is flattering a bald prince who doesn't even have a title like a hot face and a cold ass.

Mu Qing covered his aching head, and the words choked out between his teeth were full of helplessness, "You can't talk well, so who can not be angry?"

Chong Yi was playing with the red-coloured Sanji in silence, Mu Qing tugged his sleeve several times before he said impatiently, "Yeah."

Mu Qing: "..."