The servant of Ying, the god of the Red Chamber, only loves farming

Yuan Chun stopped the sound of holding the piano, looked around and saw no one said: "I thought you were careful, so I was relieved that you came in with me, why don't you even know the rules here?"

Baoqin knew that she had nothing to stop her from speaking, but she was wronged for Yuanchun; "Miss, there is no one else holding Qin here to dare to say this. Baoqin is wronged for Miss. Miss wants to punish Baoqin, and Baoqin also has to ask Miss. "Miss, did you forget what the old lady and madam said before you left?"

Yuan Chun spat on Baoqin, Baoqin knew that Yuanchun was angry and kept quiet.Yuan Chun said angrily: "You and I have been here for a year, why don't you understand? How can we really let our temperament decide what you and I think. And do you really think that the Holy One is sincere today?"

Yuan Chun shook her head, she thought that Baoqin would grow up a bit this year, but she didn't expect it to be back to her original temperament.

But think about it, how could the empress sincerely ask her confidant to teach Baoqin?

Yuan Chun took Baoqin and sat down and said to her patiently: "Baoqin, how do you think Concubine Zhen treats me?"

Baoqin thought for a while and replied: "Miss entered the palace this time because of the concubine's confinement. The concubine must like the lady. Otherwise." Baoqin looked at Yuan Chun's face and whispered: "Otherwise The concubine did not speak for the young lady yesterday."

Yuan Chun asked again: "Then how do you think the Holy Majesty treats me?" Baoqin wanted to say that the young lady is so beautiful and gentle, how could the Emperor not like it?

But I also thought that she had sneaked a peek outside the door yesterday, and the Holy Majesty didn't seem to like it very much.

Baoqin shook his head, and replied: "Miss... Baoqin doesn't know."

Yuan Chun sighed and said: "Concubine Zhen and I are not sincere, concubine...has considerations for concubine. And the sage...hold the piano, look, the palace is so big, the palace is not counted as maids and eunuchs, just the empresses of the palaces. You can't count them on one hand."

Baoqin said: "But if the young lady becomes an empress, she must be favored."

Although Baoqin didn't know much, she also knew that it was for this reason that the old lady taught Yuanchun herself, and even Baoqin was carefully selected from a group of maids to train her exclusively.

Yuan Chun glared at Baoqin dissatisfied, and Baoqin didn't say much; Yuanchun continued: "When was there a lack of empress in the palace? There is a newcomer today, will there be no more in the future?" Yuanchun whispered, "The emperor's love The most difficult long-term."

Yuan Chun restrained his thoughts and said to Baoqin: "And the empress is not arranged by us. Baoqin, keep your mouth shut! Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you if something bad happens someday."

Baoqin still can't understand, but Yuanchun's heart is clear.

It is said that once they fly up to the branches and often accompany the king, they will be full of glory, but here it seems that a puddle of sewage has ruined many beautiful girls.

Jia's mother and Wang's always thought that Yuanchun was gentle and courteous; but they didn't know that under the gentle and watery appearance, they yearned for freedom and were as proud as winter plums!

Because of her filial piety, Yuan Chun could not go against Jia Mu and Wang's wishes to enter the palace, but she was rebellious in her bones.

Yuan Chun's body trembled slightly at the thought of this, she has never been so rare as to be a concubine!

Yesterday she was actually betting, betting that the emperor would not really want to accept her into the harem because he wanted to avoid the imperial concubine's pawns.Yuan Chun covered her heart, she won the bet yesterday.

Yuan Chun only hoped that there would be no more incidents in the future, so that she could survive until one day she would be released from the palace.

To be able to see those people in her heart once again.

Yuanchun said to Baoqin: "Baoqin, you are not allowed to have these thoughts from now on. You and I are both in the empress's palace now, and we can only pretend to be about the master in our hearts."

Baoqin wanted to persuade Yuanchun again, but Yuanchun stopped talking with his determined appearance.The two master and servant were talking here, but they didn't know that they had already been heard by the people hiding in the dark.

"Oh, she really said that?" The person on the bed leaned lazily, listening to the person below; "Since she said so, you can tell the news to the concubine without revealing her face, and let the concubine know the truth." The concubine cut off her thoughts."

The palace man responded and withdrew.

The person on the bed was repeating what Yuan Chun said: "The emperor's love is the hardest... long-lasting?" The person remained silent.

Today's officials in the northern border were waiting outside the city gate early in the morning, and they delivered the news last night that the horses and chariots of the prince of Beijing had arrived today.

The weather in the northern border is freezing, and the magistrates here rarely see high-ranking officials throughout the year. Today, when they heard that the prince is coming, they stood in piles in the cold wind and waited; the people in the northern border were miserable.

This high-ranking official is good to talk about a row.The northern border is located in a remote place, and it is an extremely cold place, so few officials are willing to come; it is a good thing for this person to show off his might in this land.The people in the northern border were also waiting outside the city early in the morning, half-coerced and half-coaxed by the high official.

Those officials are naturally covered with thick furs made of animal skins, but these common people from better families still wear thick quilted clothes, while those from poor families only wear thin summer clothes and are left in the air Shivering from the cold.

The sharp-eyed little official saw the caravan from a distance, and exclaimed: "Here it is, the prince's caravan is coming!" The leading official looked along, and sure enough a long caravan was heading here.

The senior official coughed lightly, and the junior official quickly withdrew his obsequious smile and said, "My lord, the prince's convoy is here. Do you think it is necessary to send someone to meet it?" The junior official wanted to show himself in front of the senior official, But he didn't want that senior official to be jealous of others making decisions for him.

The senior official snorted coldly, "Hmph, do I still need you to teach me? Go and stand at the back." The rest of the junior officials all looked gloating, and the scolded junior official walked to the end resentfully. At the end, thinking about it, today he left a knot in the heart of the high official, and it may be difficult to go up in the future.

The big official stood at the front with full official records, while the small officials behind him surrounded him;

The character of these small officials is no different from that of the big officials, they are all greedy and hypocritical people.

King Beijing Jing got out of the carriage and saw this scene, his face sank unnaturally.Especially seeing the contrast between the officials and the common people behind him, Prince Jing's face became darker.

When did the high official meet the prince?

At this moment, he was coming over with a shy face. Compared with the group of petty officials who only knew how to flatter and bully others, this senior official saluted calmly and said, "My official, Tan Luan, the magistrate of the northern border, has seen the prince."

When King Beijing heard about a small magistrate, he put on such a big scene and asked, "Magistrate? Where is the magistrate in the north?"

Upon hearing this, Tan Luan hurriedly replied: "After the previous magistrate retired, no new magistrate has taken office in the Northern Territory; therefore, the Northern Territory currently has a lower official acting as an agent."

Tan Luan's words were not revealing, because the Taoist authorities did not send anyone down, and because they plated a layer of gold for themselves to portray themselves as a good official who loves the people.

The king of Beijing Jing didn't pay attention to Tan Luan, and Tan Luan's heart was beating; he had also evolved his own words several times in his heart, and discussed with several confidants that there should be no doubts.

Tan Luan's face was calm, and he waved his hand to the crowd behind him and said: "The people and officials in the northern border are overjoyed to hear that the lord is coming in person this time. The officials saw that Tianhan had repeatedly blocked him, but the people's hospitality was beyond words. But I must be here to welcome the prince."

The people heard that Tan Luan was making up nonsense to deceive the king of Beijing, and they were all used to thinking that they were always stuck in place and their expressions were unstable, but if they looked closely, they could find that everyone's expressions were very numb.

Every time officials came to Tan Luan, no matter the severe cold or hot summer, he would pull people to greet him regardless of the lives of the people.

Anyone who disagrees will be punished with sticks, and the rest of the people will fear him.

There was movement in King Jing's carriage, and Tan Luan stopped and moved his eyes involuntarily.

A small figure jumped down from the carriage, and the little man turned his black eyes around, looking around curiously.

This figure is exactly Baoyu who came with King Jingjing.

Wow!It turns out that the northern border looks like this!

According to this season, the snow has not yet fallen in the capital.

Even if the snow falls, the snow is still a shallow layer on the ground, but the snow here has been spread thickly on the ground.Baoyu was wearing thick-soled fur boots that creaked and creaked in the snow.

After King Beijing left Baoyu behind, Baoyu originally wanted to be with Mother Wei and Xiren.

But Baoyu's identity has become a problem at this time.

The chariot and horse that Madam Wei and Xiren were riding was a little behind, and the chariot was not just for these two people, there were also a few palace servants accompanying the team to serve.

The carriage is not big, and it would be a bit crowded for the few people who sat down; if Baoyu squeezed with them again, it would be against the rules.

It would be inappropriate to find another chariot and horse just because of Baoyu.

King Beijing thought he was just a child, so he allowed Baoyu to ride with him.Along the way, King Jing of Beijing has Baoyu as his companion, so the days are not so boring.

Baoyu's whimsical ideas are very interesting, and King Jing's view of Baoyu has gradually changed.

Tan Luan saw another child getting off from King Jing's chariot. The child was dressed in white fur and looked full of aura, like a little fairy boy.

Tan Luan looked at Baoyu, and secretly wondered who this child was?

It is such an honor to ride on the same seat with the prince.

Tan Luan also quickly weighed in his heart. During these days when King Beijing Jing was here, it seemed that apart from entertaining the prince well, this child could not be sloppy.

Baoyu walked to the side of King Beijing, and there was a rare smile on the face of King Jingjing; the sulking anger just now dissipated a little in front of Baoyu: "Baoyu is awake."

Baoyu just wanted to open his mouth to call Brother Shui Rong, but when he saw the row of official uniforms, he changed his mouth and said: "Go back to the prince, Baoyu wanted to see the elegance of the northern border, so he got off the carriage."

It was a pity that King Beijing Jing couldn't hear his brother.His favorite thing along the way was to hear Baoyu softly calling him brother Shui Rong.

The word "brother" with some dependent emotions sounds really comfortable.

King Beijing gently touched Baoyu's head, skipped Tan Luan and the others and walked towards the people, saying: "The Holy One knows that the people in the northern border are living a hard life, and there is a shortage of food every year; now they have found suitable food for the northern border The food crops I planted were specially ordered to be sent to you to solve your problems. Shui Rong hereby assures you that this new crop will not take root in the northern border for a day, and Shui Rong will not leave the northern border for a day to be with you."

When the people heard this, their eye sockets were a little moist and hot.Most of the officials in the past followed Tan Luan to plunder some oil and water from them. As for the food, most of it went into Tan Luan's mansion, and the rest were corrupted by those petty officials.

The situation in the North has never improved, but has gotten worse.

Now that the prince is here, the common people feel different.The prince's eyes were sincere on them from the beginning to the end, and the people in the northern border had a glimmer of hope, maybe... this time the northern border finally ushered in her savior.

After Tan Luan heard this, he quickly winked at the small officials, who immediately knelt down and said, "The emperor's grace is mighty! Thank you, Your Majesty!" The small officials opened their mouths, and the common people followed suit. He followed suit with a look.

Although King Beijing avoided court affairs on weekdays and rarely accepted private invitations from officials in the court and China, he knew more or less how these officials, big and small, colluded with each other.

Then look at the involuntary fear in the eyes of the common people when they looked at these officials.

It is easy to know that the northern border is not peaceful.

Shui Rong remembered another thing the Holy Majesty told him in the imperial study before leaving.In addition to successfully cultivating potatoes, he went to the northern border this time, and there was another matter that he needed to solve on behalf of the saint.

And the reason for all this is the high official who has been talking, Tan Luan.

Shui Rong also felt a bit of sadness in his heart, isn't there really a good official among the officials in the northern border?

Even if he succeeded in planting this time, if he didn't take Tan Luan and his group together, I'm afraid that after he left, the people in the northern border would be no different from before he came, and would still suffer.

It would be great if there was someone to help him.King Beijing Jing thought regretfully in his heart.

Seeing that the scene was almost finished, Tan Luan said respectfully to Wang Jing, "Your Majesty's boat and car are exhausted, and the officials have already prepared a table of banquets for you to wash away the wind and dust, and please move your Majesty." Tan Luan glanced at Baoyu again and asked: " And this young master, I don't know who this young master is?"

King Bei Jing was not in a hurry to explain Baoyu's identity, but first told Tan Luan: "The weather is so cold, Mr. Tan should let these people go back quickly, and be careful not to freeze. Mr. Tan is the place where people live Officer, you are most sympathetic to the people in the northern border. Why don't you prepare a bowl of hot ginger tea for each of these common people today, and let the common people drink it. I think the people in the northern border must be very grateful to Mr. Tan." Shui Rongyi Said with a gentle face, but the content of the words surprised Tan Luan's heart.

Did the prince hear something?Tan Luan thought about it carefully in his heart, and he did those things in an extremely secretive manner, thinking that he would not leak the news.

Tan Luan made up his mind, first glanced at the people and when he saw the fear he expected, Tan Luan became less panicked.

They are all a bunch of low-life people, how can anyone dare to spread a message behind their backs?

Tan Luan should have replied with a smile: "Thank you, my lord, for reminding me that I have forgotten this most important thing. I will let someone else do it." Tan Luan turned around and told the group of people behind him: "It's not too late Let the people go back, but don’t freeze them. Don’t forget to send a bowl of hot ginger tea to every household, and watch them drink it before leaving.”

Tan Luan looked at the people with tears in his eyes and said, "This way, I can feel relieved and feel better." Tan Luan simply acted a little more, and turned to the people with a sincere face, bowing his hands and saying: "Tan Mou thanked all the elders here. Folks."

Those petty officials who didn't understand at first, saw this and felt a little bit in their hearts; then they cooperated with Tan Luan on weekdays and started acting one after another, leading the people to thank King Jing and Tan Luan Then go in the direction of the city gate.

As for the ginger soup that the prince said, whether the common people can drink it in the end is another matter.

Baoyu tugged at King Beijing's sleeve and said, "My lord, Baoyu also wants to distribute ginger soup."

Upon hearing this, King Beijing Jing had a plan in his mind and said, "Wait a minute." King Beijing Jing looked at Tan Luan gently and said, "This ginger soup will be distributed by me and Mr. Tan later. I don't know if Mr. Tan thinks this proposal how?"

King Beijing rubbed Baoyu's little head and said with a smile: "This child is also kind-hearted, and wants to distribute it himself." Tan Luan's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he replied repeatedly, "My lord condescends to treat you kindly." Is there any reason for me to stop these people? It is my blessing to be able to accompany the prince. I will send someone to prepare."

Tan Luan said to the people again: "Everyone, please go back first, it's freezing outside; when the ginger soup is ready, the lord and I will personally serve it up one by one." Tan Luan wiped his forehead nervously. Khan, he told those little officials: "Don't go down quickly and prepare? Is it possible to let the prince wait?"

Tan Luan's heart ached so much at the moment, the people in the whole city were sending ginger soup from door to door, how much money would it cost?But if he didn't do it, it would make King Jing of Beijing unhappy, and he would have done his job as an official.

Baoyu looked at the fat official with a few drops of sweat on his forehead and whispered to King Beijing, "My lord, why is that man sweating so much in the cold weather?"

King Beijing smiled and replied: "Perhaps Mr. Tan is running around for the lives of the people in the northern border, fortunately he sweated a lot."

This light sentence fell into Tan Luan's ears like a needle prick.Tan Luan took out a square handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and replied, "These are what a subordinate official should do. I am not a poor official."

King Beijing smiled but didn't reply. Seeing that King Beijing had a special attitude towards this child, Tan Luan wanted to know Baoyu's identity even more.

Tan Luan couldn't help but asked again, "The young man next to the lord, Tan Luan really couldn't see who it was because of his clumsy eyesight, so I asked the lord to inform the subordinates. The subordinates can also inform me, so as not to be negligent. Little boy."

Baoyu wanted to introduce himself, but King Beijing first said: "This is Jia Baoyu from the Rongguo Duke's mansion." I specially invited him to plant potatoes with me."

Those small officials flattered and praised Baoyu's intelligence, but they were full of ridicule in their hearts.

Even the tension that Tan Luan had in his heart after listening to King Bei Jing's words subsided by more than half.

Let a child rule the North?

It really makes people laugh out loud.

At this time, Tan Luan had already classified the King of Beijing with those ministers who had actually raided the northern border in the name of sending food in the past years.

I'm afraid that the prince put up such a big battle, and in the end, he will get some money and go back with a good reputation.

Those small officials were also a little slack, and a man called Lang Bei even made a statement.

After Lang Bei brought the people back to the city, he decided to make the ginger tea preparations cut corners.

Tan Luan looked at Baoyu with a self-confident and friendly expression and said: "I didn't expect Mr. Baoyu to be so talented and learned at such a young age. The next official is called Tan Luan. If Mr. Bao needs help from the official during the final period, Just open your mouth." Tan Luan made up his mind to start with Baoyu.

How scheming can a child be?

It's the best way to lie!Tan Luan had already begun to fantasize about passing through Baoyu, if he climbed up to Rongguo Duke's Mansion...then he wouldn't have to live a miserable life in such a tiny place in the northern border.

Tan Luan's ambitions are ambitious, and the small northern border can no longer satisfy his appetite.

Tan Luan speaks with a big tongue, and because he is fat, Baoyu mishears Tan Luan's name.

"Official Tan? Mr. Tan, are you a corrupt official?" Baoyu felt that Mr. Tan was very strange, why did he name him a corrupt official.

The King of Beijing Jing almost couldn't hold back his face and burst out laughing. The King of Beijing Jing calmed down and asked, "Oh, why does Baoyu think so?"

Tan Luan was so flustered when he heard the word corrupt official that he almost knelt down and shouted for grievances: "This. This. How could this official be a corrupt official? Mr. Bao" Tan Luan's previous smile froze on his face. The little officials who walked away also gasped.

Baoyu was puzzled and said: "Didn't Master Tan just say it himself? The next official is called a corrupt official." Baoyu reminded him kindly.

Baoyu thought to himself that Mr. Tan seemed to be easily forgetful, and then remembered what King Jing said earlier; Baoyu looked at Tan Luan with more sympathy.

Master Tan must be so busy that he even forgot what he just said.

King Beijing Jing played with the jade pendant hanging on his body, but there were a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes showing how hard it was for him to hold back his laughter.

Just now Wang Shishao of Beijing talked to Tan Luan, on the one hand he didn't like this person's bad character.

On the other hand, because of Tan Luan's big tongue, it was difficult for him to speak clearly.

Tan Luan took a deep breath, and patiently explained to Baoyu: "The surname of the next official is Tan, and the single word is guan, which is the guan of the mountain."

Shanguan?Baoyu knew that he had misheard the word, and apologized, "Master Tan, it is Baoyu who misheard." Tan Luan finally calmed down when he heard this sentence, but Baoyu's next sentence made him want to cry without tears.

"It turns out that my lord is from Shanguan, not a corrupt official." Baoyu said thoughtfully, "Please don't be angry with Baoyu, Mr. Tan Guan."

Baoyu is a good boy, a good boy.

He is a child with a very good attitude of admitting mistakes.

Tan Luan looked at those eyes full of sincerity and instantly felt that he was ten years older. In all these years, he has never wanted to correct his accent as much as he does now.

When Tan Luan was about to be tortured unconsciously by Baoyu, King Beijing said: "Baoyu, Mr. Tan is not a corrupt official, but Tan Luan, the mountain of mountains." At this moment, King Beijing is a god in Tan Luan's eyes For a normal existence, Tan Luan nodded in cooperation.

Baoyu suddenly realized: "So it is! Baoyu understands. Mr. Tan is not a corrupt official, nor Tan Guan; it is Tan Luan."

Tan Luan said that he never wanted to hear the word "corrupt official" again in his life.