After becoming the emperor's cat

Fu Qingyu also felt as if something was flowing in his nose, and his head was also a little dizzy.

He wiped it with his paw, and the fur was immediately stained with bright red blood.

He has a nosebleed?

Is it because watching Leng Yunlin is too fascinated? !

Fu Qingyu was dumbfounded.

He has been familiar with poetry, books and etiquette since he was a child, and the upbringing of the children of the aristocratic family is engraved in his bones, how could he see people with nosebleeds!

How different is this from Deng Tuzi.

Fu Qingyu was about to run, but it was too late, Leng Yunlin had already picked him up and put him in his strong arms, the cool breath rushed towards his face, making Fu Qingyu tremble even more.

Didn't this person grow up without food and clothes, why did he grow so huge!

Leng Yunlin hurriedly hugged Fu Qingyu to find the imperial doctor, not even caring about wearing clothes. After the imperial doctor made a diagnosis, he came to the conclusion that the bleeding should be due to the sun exposure, lack of drinking water, and dry nose.

Hearing this, Fu Qingyu felt relieved, as long as she wasn't stupefied and bleeding, she could accept it.

But the next sentence of the imperial doctor beat him back to his original form: "But under normal circumstances, there should be no bleeding, it should be because he was stimulated before."

Fu Qingyu: "..."

Leng Yunlin was puzzled, just now Ah Miao had been squatting and watching him take a shower, and she was not stimulated.

Everyone's eyes fell on Fu Qingyu. Fu Qingyu looked serious, but he was so panicked that he almost got into the cracks in the ground.

He is very glad that he is a cat. How can we cats understand what you people say.

But Leng Yunlin is not easy to fool, after all, one person and one cat have been together for too long, Leng Yunlin made a guess: "Amiao is worried about me drowning?"

After all, cats seem to be born to worry about their weak masters being in danger. When he was a child, he was once pushed into a pool by a eunuch, and Ah Miao was beside him hoarsely, and even jumped down to save him.

Since then, Ah Meow has been watching him take a bath.

After Ah Miao didn't accompany him a few days ago, he was still a little strange, but today's situation is probably the first time Ah Miao saw him taking a shower like this, and he was worried, coupled with heatstroke, that's why it happened.

Seeing a big step approaching, Fu Qingyu immediately responded with a loud meow.

Yes, I'm just worried that you stupid man will be drowned in the water in the ladle.

Leng Yunlin smiled and picked him up: "It's good that Ah Meow is fine, don't worry about me."

"Meow!" Fu Qingyu patted his face with his paws to cover up.

No, you really broke Ben Mao's heart.

The imperial doctor at the side hesitated to speak, and finally gave up. Whatever His Majesty said, it should be.

When the orange cat was checked just now, it was clearly a little restless.

But now it's not spring, and there is no female cat in this ancestral hall, how could this cat be restless.

It must be that he is not good at medicine.

During this morning's work, several adults suffered from heatstroke. Fortunately, Leng Yunlin Mingtai Hospital made sufficient preparations, poured down a few bowls of bitter medicine, and then gave him a few injections, and then gave it to me in the afternoon.

The emperor took the lead in clearing up an acre of fields, how could they be too far behind as courtiers.

Leng Yunlin even offered a reward, collect the corn in the afternoon, compare the weight, and take the top three, and reward them with a stewed chicken at night, and a hundred taels of silver.

On weekdays, the ministers probably saw this thing on the ground, and they would not even take a second look.

But in this situation, if there is a chicken to eat at night, there will be more strength tomorrow.

So I rolled up my sleeves and got into the corn field again.

But the strength of these people also quickly exhausted. The farmers who were also in the field saw it and asked, "My lord, why don't the villains break some for the adults."

This person was still a little hesitant, but with a glance, good guy, Mr. Fu has already finished discussing with the farmer, and he has already broken a basket by now!

With the precedent of Fu Xiang, all the courtiers immediately discussed with their own farmers, and soon, baskets of corn were sent to the field for final weighing.

As for Fu Qingyu, Leng Yunlin carefully set up a small tent for him, covered it with a soft quilt, put water beside it, and snacks, as if he was here for an outing.

When some courtiers saw this, they were so envious that they almost cried.

Leng Yunlin went to the ground after making sure that Fu Qingyu would not suffer from heatstroke again.

Seeing how careful he was, Mrs. Fu Lin couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty is really a filial and proper person."

Fu Qingyu lay on his back, flicked his tail, and meowed.

It's just so-so.

"He is also good to Qingyu, but he just doesn't know what will happen when Qingyu enters the palace." Fu Lin talked to him, "Amiao, I see that His Majesty listens to you the most. If Qingyu enters the palace in the future, if His Majesty bullies you Qing Yu, you have to help him."

Fu Qingyu thought to himself, just because our Fu clan has gone through fire and water for His Majesty, Leng Yunlin can't let him down.

If he dared to bully himself, he would definitely sue Ah Miao!

So Fu Qingyu got up, put his hand on his mother's palm, and meowed.

Don't worry, mother, I won't be bullied.

Fu Linshi didn't know that it was his son inside the cat, so he thought Ah Miao agreed, so he smiled and started feeding him.

The farmers and the ministers cooperated with each other, and the harvested corn almost piled up into a hill.

When Leng Yunlin announced the end, everyone sat on the ground again, and the tired people turned their backs.

The group leader brought the scales and began to weigh them. The ministers all stretched their necks to look at them, for fear that they would be tired all afternoon and still not get the first place.

The farmers next to them were also a little nervous, for fear that their own efforts were not enough, which would cause the adults to earn less.

Although it seems that the weights are about the same, they are indeed light and heavy. The team leader listed the rankings one by one and presented them to Leng Yunlin.

Leng Yunlin didn't hide it either, and announced it directly.

The top three were Zhao Yuanqian, Minister of the Ministry of War, Song Shimin, Senior Minister of the Ministry of War, and Su Zheng, Zongzheng Shaoqing.

Those who won the ranking are elated, but those who have not won are slightly disappointed.

The farmer next to him apologized again and again: "My lord, they are all grassroots incompetent and failed to help you win the leader."

No matter how proud the minister was, it was impossible to blame them. Most of the harvest was done by the farmers themselves, so he repeatedly said, "How can I blame you? It's because I have no energy and have been slowed down."

"If your lord wants to eat a chicken, the grass people's family also raises it. Tonight, I will ask my wife to stew one to nourish your body."

These simple words made the minister stunned for a moment. Even though he didn't know the price of a chicken, he also knew that the common people would not be willing to eat it, but he wanted to kill a chicken just for himself?

"You don't have to."

The farmer smiled and said: "It is not necessary, but firstly, the grassroots are very grateful for the adults who come to help; secondly, the patriarch said that the adults came to experience the hardships of the people's livelihood. The adults who are willing to come are good officials, and the grassroots also hide. Out of selfishness, I don't want my lord to return to the court, and when I recall this experience, I only feel tired and regretful."

"Have you ever read a book?"

"The grassroots have been studying for a few days, and they only know how to read."

"Although you don't have much knowledge, you have a wider mind than me. I know, thank you."

Such conversations happened frequently, Leng Yunlin just watched silently, did not speak, but Fu Qingyu who ran over to listen was moved and his eyes were red.

When he becomes an official in the future, he must also be a good official who considers the people!

When he loaded the corn into the ox cart and was about to return to the village, Leng Yunlin said: "I am not really trying to test you, but to let everyone understand how you get the food you eat on weekdays. Plowing the land, planting seeds, topdressing fertilizers, you have to depend on the weather to eat, and hope that the weather will be good. When the autumn harvest comes, you have to break the sticks, peel them, dry them in the sun, thresh them, and grind them into flour before they can be delivered to your mouths. You may have to say, The pancakes are rough and hard to swallow. But they have to eat these every day, fine white rice noodles, and they are reluctant to eat them several times a year. I don’t ask you to be proficient in farm work, but at least you have to know, you manage The people here, how do they live, what do they expect, and you, are you worthy of being supported by these ten thousand people!"

Standing in the field, he was dressed in coarse cloth, with grass clippings and mud on his arms and legs, but he did not lose his majesty at all. He was really like a god, which made people admire him.

These words can be described as extremely sincere. The courtiers looked at the grain on the ox cart, and they were all moved. The farmers even had tears in their eyes, and knelt down and choked up: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for thinking about the people, long live my emperor, long live, long live! .”

If Leng Yunlin said these words in the court, they would probably have heard of them, but now they are in their hearts and minds.They suddenly found that even though their bodies were tired, their chests were full.

Leng Yunlin said: "You all contributed a lot today, let's have dinner together in the evening, patriarch, please cook more meat dishes to reward you all."

The patriarch saluted immediately: "Observe the order."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Fu Qingyu was lying in Leng Yunlin's arms, her cat's eyes were as bright as stars!

He has always known that Leng Yunlin is a piece of jade in the rough, and he was fascinated by his gradually blooming brilliance, but today, he is truly impressed, lying in Leng Yunlin's arms, he doesn't know how to express the joy in his heart.

Kiss him again tonight!

Even, Fu Qingyu couldn't wait to return to his body, and wanted to be with him to realize his wish.

That night, three Eight Immortals tables were set up in front of the ancestral hall, with a lot of dishes on them, including chicken, duck, fish and meat, which was very rich.

The adults who pay attention to health preservation on weekdays are like hungry wolves rushing to eat at this time, eating to their heart's content, regardless of their image.

After all, they were really hungry.

After eating and drinking enough, Leng Yunlin didn't leave them to lecture, and told them to go back early and take a hot bath to rest.

Fu Wenting returned to the room, and Fu Linshi came over to hammer his shoulders and give him a massage. Fu Wenting said with a smile: "Our Majesty, it's really not easy. Even I was wrong before."

"Yes, it is said that great vulgarity is elegant. As long as your majesty sticks to it, why not worry about being strong." Fu Lin also agrees very much, "In the future, when all nations come to court, what a prosperous age it will be."

Fu Wenting held Fu Lin's hand: "That's true. It's nothing to be tossed about in Dayan. Once a person lives, he must be remembered in history. I can't compare the brilliance of His Majesty, so he became the brilliance of the firefly, and the descendants of Zepi. "

After talking about the business, Fu Wenting said with a smile: "Madam, you used to dislike my lack of physical fitness, but if you touch my arms again, I always feel much stronger."

"Yes, it seems that you will have to work more in the future, maybe you can also develop a physique like His Majesty's." Fu Lin teased with a smile.

When Ji Youzhi returned to the farmer's house where he was staying, the farmer Liu Dagang had just eaten, and his five-year-old son was reading a thousand-character prose with a book of thousand characters. Master Ji."

This child has a thick head and a thick head, but his eyes are full of cleverness. When Ji Youzhi came over last night, he didn't talk to them. Now because he fought side by side in the afternoon, he asked Liu Dagang: "You child At what age did you become enlightened, did you go to school?"

"Back to the adults, we are in school, and the patriarch wants to send all the smart children to the school to study. We don't want to be famous, but we want to know how to read and count, so as not to be deceived by others in the future."

"That's right, your patriarch has a strategy, so you can produce so many Jinshi."

Liu Dagang smiled and nodded in agreement, his wife stretched out her hand to touch him, Liu Dagang faltered, bit the bullet and said: "My lord, Caomin is illiterate, can you please give me a name for Hudan."

Ji Youzhi didn't refuse either, and said with a smile, "Of course."

After asking the child's birth date and horoscope, Ji Youzhi pondered for a while, and said, "Let's call it Liu Muyun. It comes from 'You Hu Mu Shu, how do clouds meet'. I hope he can make great achievements in the vast world."

"Thank you, my lord!" Liu Dagang bowed to Ji Youzhi, but Ji Youzhi stopped him, "Just choose a name, so there is no need to perform such a grand ceremony."

Liu Dagang smiled and said: "Listen to your lord's orders. My lord, you must be exhausted after working all day today. I'll ask my wife to boil water for you to take a bath, and then sleep on a hot kang to relieve fatigue."

"It's work."

Leng Yunlin still had to take a bath at night, but this time he didn't use a ladle directly, but a tub.

Fu Qingyu sat on the table confidently, watching him take a bath with a serious face, in case he was in danger and rescued in time.

Never look at his exposed broad shoulders.

This person was born with a big frame, and after becoming the throne, he ate well and exercised diligently, so he naturally developed a good body.

Leng Yunlin saw him as if he was facing a big enemy, but he didn't feel it, and was still laughing: "Amiao, don't worry about me, this little water can't cover me."

Unmoved, Fu Qingyu continued to stare.

In the past, he only thought that this person had a good character, but now he felt that his face was handsome and noble, and his body was quite suitable for him.

After taking a bath, Leng Yunlin dried his body and put on his obscene clothes, and fetched another basin of water to clean off the dust on his four claws and hair.

Then carried him back to the bedroom.

He was also tired all day, but he was in good spirits, so he took out the book to read again.

Before he left, Xu Sheng arranged for him a table of contents, and he needed to take a school exam after returning, so Leng Yunlin didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

The same is true for Fu Qingyu. He has high ambitions now, and he will not relax his reading and calligraphy, so he also opens the book to read.

Leng Yunlin was used to Fu Qingyu reading with him, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all. When both the cat and the cat finished reading at the same time, he blew out the candles and prepared to go to bed.

Fu Qingyu put his paws on Leng Yunlin's face under cover of the night, he was embarrassed to kiss him, so he could only express it in such a subtle way.

You, the young master has taken a fancy to you.

However, Leng Yunlin seemed to have a tacit understanding with him, and said: "When Qingyu's body is well established, if he is willing, I will often take him out for a walk in the future. He has learned a lot about the world. I don't know if he is willing."

Fu Qingyu nodded repeatedly, he was naturally very willing.

In the past, he never went as far as the suburbs of Beijing. In the future, he will definitely go to Jiangnan, to Saibei, and to various places in Dayan.

Fu Qingyu nestled happily on Leng Yunlin's chest, this man was really reassuring to the cat.

In the next few days, God gave me a lot of face, and it was sunny and cloudless every day. After the corn was harvested, it had to be peeled. There was no other way to do it, but to do it with hands.The fingers of the ministers had blood blisters, and they were repeatedly stopped by the farmers. This is a job that women are responsible for, and they can do it if they come.

But the ministers seemed to be gradually getting used to working, and couldn't find anything to do, and they couldn't stay idle. It happened that the longevity fruit was about to be planed, so they followed suit.

This year's harvest is good, and the longevity fruit is full. The farmers have been with these ministers for a long time, and their fear is not as serious as before. Tell them how to plant the peanuts, how to harvest them, and how to use them for oil extraction.

He also laughed and said that most of them eat soybean oil and rapeseed oil. When they are hungry, they buy a piece of fatty meat and cook lard. Naturally, they are reluctant to eat this precious peanut oil, and it is sold in the city.

The ministers who heard it were not in a good mood.

Apart from his work, Leng Yunlin had to approve memorials every day and discuss state affairs with Fu Wenting.

When there was something that needed to be discussed, the thirty ministers were called to come over for a small court meeting at night.

They sat around together, and their opinions were really different from those in the past.

When they heard that someone exploited the people and even increased taxes, everyone was filled with righteous indignation and wished they could beat those corrupt officials with their own hands.

They worked so hard to collect food, and they were going to be exploited in a blink of an eye, which was more uncomfortable than stabbing them.

At this moment, they have fully understood and experienced Leng Yunlin's good intentions, and unknowingly, they have become Leng Yunlin's fans.

Fu Wenting commented to Fu Lin, "Some people are born to be emperors."

Leng Yunlin stayed here for six days, and then went back. After all, he had to go back to deal with those corrupt officials, and there was also news from the frontier.

The people in the frontier are mixed, and it is normal to have spies. Even Dayan has cultivated many spies and mixed them in various countries.

It's just that Leng Yunlin didn't expect that more than a dozen people would be guilty of collaborating with the enemy, and even the second-rank officials in the court were implicated!

Leng Yunlin rode his horse and returned to Beijing in less than half a day. He immediately issued an order to send the second-rank official to prison for trial.

If it was put in the past, Leng Yunlin would be met with opposition when he said who he wanted to deal with, but now, the Fu faction is supporting him, and they have forty or fifty letters of guarantee in their hands, as well as the rest of the neutral faction. Pai, Leng Yunlin's will was delivered very smoothly.

Dali Siqing was replaced by Leng Yunlin, and the person in charge was someone from the Fu family.

Fu Wenting did not show favoritism. This man was really quick-witted and jealous. He immediately started the trial, and found the letter from the Persian beauty he secretly raised.

Now that the witnesses and material evidences were convincing, Leng Yunlin immediately ordered the adult male to be executed and his home confiscated.

As a result, a million taels of silver and ten thousand taels of gold were dug up underground in the back garden!

Leng Yunlin was so angry that he wished he could whip the corpse.

The treasury got so much gold and silver, the face of the Minister of the Household Department looked much better, and he counted the money happily with an abacus.

In the end, he was called into the palace by Leng Yunlin before he got hot again.

Then, with a grievance and pain on his face, he heard that Leng Yunlin planned to set up a new Shangyi Department, which would be under the management of the household department to coordinate the medical affairs of the world.

Since Leng Yunlin promised to compete with the people for profit, he naturally did what he said.

The doctor in charge of the Shang Medical Department has the qualifications of practicing medicine, the price of medicinal materials, and the subsidy for seeing a doctor. The staff in various places can recruit local scholars to serve.

"I will call five imperial doctors and give you one month to come up with the regulations."

Hubu Shangshu's heart was bleeding, but he could only respond: "Observe the order."

After handling the matter vigorously and vigorously, Leng Yunlin immediately went out of the palace to see Fu Qingyu.

After all, Fu Wenting and Fu Lin's family both went to Liujia Village, and only Mrs. Fu was the temporary host of the Fu family. Leng Yunlin knew that there was nothing wrong with serving Fu Qingyu, but just in case, he went to see him.

Besides, Leng Yunlin also missed Fu Qingyu.

Fu Qingyu's face was pale and smooth, as smooth as mutton fat jade. When Leng Yunlin went, the servant was about to help him up. Leng Yunlin asked what was going on, and the servant replied that he was taking the young master out. Bask in the sun.

I can't lie on the bed all the time, for fear of bedsores.

Leng Yunlin did his part in this matter, he had strong arms, and Fu Qingyu was tall and thin, so he hugged him easily.

Fu Qingyu was in the cat's body, watching himself being carefully carried out by Leng Yunlin, and the boy was holding an umbrella to prevent his head and face from being covered and the skin on his face from being sunburned.

Leng Yunlin sat on the chair, looked down at Fu Qingyu who was lying quietly in his arms, and seeing that there was no one around, he grabbed his fingers to play with.

His fingers are slender and slender, with soft fingertips, and he looks like a pampered young man from a well-off family.

For some reason, although I haven't met Fu Qingyu a few times, I don't feel unfamiliar with him. I always feel that he has a kind face, and I can even think about his personality.

He looked at Fu Qingyu's handsome and beautiful face, his mouth was a little dry, and he quickly looked away, but his earlobes were red.

Not daring to look at Fu Qingyu, he could only say to himself: "When you get better, brother will take you to play."

When Fu Qingyu heard this, he was not convinced, who is the elder brother!Obviously he is the brother!

Fu Qingyu stared at his body, his thoughts moved slightly, and in an instant, after the familiar ups and downs, he returned to his body.

He didn't open his eyes, didn't even move, quietly feeling the feeling of being hugged by Leng Yunlin.

Unlike in the cat body, he can get in touch with more Leng Yunlin.

His arms are so generous that they can completely envelop him.

Leng Yunlin didn't like to use incense, because he was afraid that the cat's sensitive nose would not be able to bear the stimulation, so when he breathed, it was completely Leng Yunlin's body smell.

Like the scorching sun, it is reassuring.

Fu Qingyu felt a little red on his face. He didn't know if it was showing. He still closed his eyes, but suddenly he heard Leng Yunlin whisper, "Although you are thin in other places, your thighs and buttocks are still fleshy and soft."

It was Mu Shaoai's age, no matter how innocent he was on weekdays, with his sweetheart in his arms, he would be easily distracted.

In particular, Leng Yunlin once dreamed of Fu Qingyu in his spring dream.

He didn't know how to act in the dream at that time, just holding Fu Qingyu and rubbing gently, he felt extremely happy.

But these words were like a bolt from the blue, splitting Fu Qingyu into smoke.

He hurriedly thought about returning to the cat's body, but he couldn't do it.

Fu Qingyu really exhausted all his strength to maintain the sleeping posture.

So the boy who was holding an umbrella for the two of them was full of doubts, obviously the autumn sun was not poisonous, and he was still holding an umbrella, how could His Majesty and the young master blush like this?

When Fu Qingyu finally returned to his body, he was in a ball, because he felt something move under his buttocks!

On the way back, Fu Qingyu didn't let Leng Yunlin hug him, and Leng Yunlin didn't speak, as if he was in a trance.

When he returned to the palace, Leng Yunlin called the imperial doctor over and said that he had prepared some Longyang albums for him to read.

The imperial doctor hurriedly took the order, but Fu Qingyu was a little furious, what does he want to do with this filthy man! ! !

The Imperial Hospital kept these things all the year round. The first emperor was not good at masculinity, but there are several monarchs who raised male concubines in this dynasty, so whether it is albums, jade potions, or creams, everything is available.

The imperial doctor quickly sent it over, a total of ten volumes, all of which are exquisitely painted, and every detail is visible.

After Leng Yunlin got it, he didn't look at it in a hurry, but said to Fu Qingyu: "Amiao, can you go play somewhere else for a while, I have some knowledge to do."

When he spoke, he had a straight face, as if he really wanted to study knowledge.

Fu Qingyu looked at the album in his arms, and didn't know how to react.Leng Yunlin regards him as Ah Miao and respects him as a cat father. Naturally, it is impossible to watch this thing with his father.

So it is reasonable to ask him to avoid it.

And it is absolutely impossible for Fu Qingyu to watch this thing with him!

So Fu Qingyu pretended to be loving, meowed, and left with a flick of his tail.

But after going out, Fu Qingyu didn't go far, but climbed a tree.

His eyes looked in the direction of the palace.

He has never seen the Longyang Atlas, so he doesn't know what it looks like, so he has to admit that he is also a little curious.

At this moment, Leng Yunlin has already opened it and looked at it. What will he see and how will he react? Will he think about his soft and fleshy butt while looking at it?

Is his ass really a lot of meat?

Why didn't I feel it before?

Fu Qingyu scratched the bark back and forth with his paws irritably, feeling extremely ashamed.

It's all the fault of that dirty man, he has no shame!

He must find a way to get it back!

But Leng Yunlin in the hall suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

This posture seems a bit difficult, but recalling the feeling of holding Fu Qingyu, I always feel that it is not difficult for the soft Qingyu.

Leng Yunlin's face was flushed, and the blush was still spreading downwards. It was obviously late autumn, but he could see the sweat on his forehead.

His breathing was messed up, and he couldn't stand it any longer, so he hurriedly resolved it.

After dispelling the smell, Leng Yunlin tidied himself up, changed his clothes, and went out to find the orange cat.

He saw Ah Miao lying on the tree, worried that he was in danger, so he stretched out his arms and told him to come down.

Fu Qingyu naturally saw that Leng Yunlin had changed his clothes. What did he do to change his clothes!

Leng Yunlin didn't know what Fu Qingyu was thinking, seeing him staring at him blankly, he didn't understand, so he asked, "Ah, what's wrong?"

Fu Qingyu regained his composure and jumped directly from the branch of the tree, only to be caught firmly by Leng Yunlin.

After returning to the hall, Fu Qingyu looked around with Maoyan, only to find that Leng Yunlin had hidden the brochure.

Where is he hiding?Fu Qingyu decided to look for it at night when Leng Yunlin fell asleep.

Now, he was sitting upright, gave a serious "meow", and asked Leng Yunlin what he had learned.

He did it on purpose.

Leng Yunlin naturally understood what he meant, a little at a loss, and thought of a reason temporarily: "I just learned an article."

"Meow." Then you recite it to me.

Leng Yunlin hugged his feet temporarily, thinking of an article that Xu Sheng asked him to recite, he opened his mouth and began to recite it with some stumbles.

But then it gradually improved, and the memorization was very smooth.

His voice is slightly lower than his own, which is also related to his usual way of speaking. It is also very pleasant to memorize articles.

After memorizing an article, Fu Qingyu discovered that he had memorized all of them correctly.

It can be seen that he really studies hard.

That's all for this time, anyway, he will always see the Longyang Atlas in the future.

It's just that Fu Qingyu doesn't know now, he will indeed see it in the future, and he will practice it while watching it with Leng Yunlin.

At night, Fu Qingyu originally planned to stay up until Leng Yunlin fell asleep before looking for him, but Leng Yunlin's embrace was too warm, making his eyelids unstoppable. He thought to himself, I'll come back tomorrow when you have no time to review the memorial. .

The ten days passed quickly, and although the farm work in the field was not completely over, they couldn't help out in the village all the time, and they had to go back to the capital after all.

The night before leaving, the minister who stayed in the peasant household could not sleep.

Thinking back to when I first came here, although it was voluntary, I always felt disapproving in my heart, thinking it was condescending.

But after these ten days of baptism, there is a feeling of being reborn.

When the night faded, the morning light fell, and the rooster crowed, Liujia Village cooked a sumptuous morning meal.

This was arranged by Fu Wenting.

Fu Wenting did not invite everyone to have a meal together, leaving them enough time to say goodbye.

Even he himself went to the farmer's house to help and sat for a while.

Zhao Yuanqian is a military commander, he has been with the children of the farmers for a long time, and even taught them a few sets of boxing. This day, he got up early to teach them boxing. Watching their little arms and legs seriously punching and kicking, he felt a lot of reluctance in his heart.

On Guo Youzhi's side, he even personally taught Liu Muyun to read, and found that he was very intelligent, with an excellent memory, not to mention, he could draw inferences from one instance and draw inferences from analogies.

If you teach well in the future, you will definitely be able to become a Jinshi.

Therefore, Guo Youzhi left a letterhead for Liu Dagang and his wife, stamped it privately, and handed it to them: "If Muyun is studying in the future, you can come to me with this letter."

Liu Dagang and his wife were overjoyed, and quickly knelt down to thank them.

At the second quarter of the hour, the ministers boarded the carriage and were about to return to Beijing, but they still couldn't help but lift the curtains of the car and say goodbye to the villagers who came to see them off.

The people knelt down on the ground, showing reluctance, and urged them earnestly.

"May my lord's official career be magnanimous and skyrocket!"

"May the adults be healthy and the family happy."

"..."

A sentence of sincere words made the eyes of these ministers who have experienced many storms a little sore, and they waved again and again: "Go back, don't send it away."

Although the villagers agreed, their footsteps did not move.

When they walked out of the village and looked back quietly, they found that they were still in place and watched them leave.

The wives who followed were crying together, lying in their husband's arms, crying and choking, saying: "You must be a good official, a good official who pleads for the people, if you don't agree, I won't let you Enter the door!"

Regardless of whether they will forget this experience in the future, but at this moment, they finally understand the meaning of "what is learned on paper is always superficial, and they know that this matter must be practiced", "who knows that every piece of Chinese food is painstaking".

After returning to the palace, they took a short rest and went to Leng Yunlin to report back.

Looking at the minister who was clearly darkened but strong, Leng Yunlin said: "My dear friends, I hope you have worked hard, I hope you didn't complain in your heart that I am unreasonable."

The ministers quickly said that they did not dare.

Leng Yunlin said: "If you think it is feasible to do farming, maybe it can be held every year in the future."

Everyone has no objection.

Zhao Yuanqian knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, although I am a military general, I have never been to the border. After this incident, I feel that my vision is narrow. I especially ask Your Majesty for permission. I am willing to go to the border."

This was a bit unexpected for Leng Yunlin, he looked at him with appreciation: "Okay! I'm sure."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"The day after tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you will have a three-day rest from tomorrow. Go back and have a good rest." Leng Yunlin waved them back, leaving Fu Wenting behind.

Fu Wenting has already heard about the Shang Medical Bureau, and he is very much in favor of this move.

Liujia Village is considered a medium-sized village, not rich, but not poor, but even so, when he listened to the people chatting, he mentioned that XX was sick, but he looked down on doctors and couldn't afford medicines, so he had to die of illness in the end.

"Your Majesty's original intention is to consider for the people, but it is also necessary to prevent someone from stretching out his hand and once again obediently obeying and violating."

After all, this is not small money, money is touching, so we have to guard against it.

Leng Yunlin also knows about this, so it needs to be considered in the long run, and the final thing is to open source.

Relying on taxes alone, the national treasury can barely make ends meet, and if there is a disaster year, it will be unable to make ends meet.

Therefore, we must find ways to open source.

Leng Yunlin has been thinking about this matter these days, and has also discussed it with Fu Qingyu, and now it just happens to be used to discuss it with Fu Wenting again.

Dayan was the same as the previous dynasties, emphasizing agriculture and despising merchants, with scholars in agriculture and industry and commerce, and merchants at the bottom. Merchants were not allowed to take sedan chairs or wear silk when they entered and exited. There were many restrictions.

But businessmen have money.

Leng Yunlin intends to reform business, but it is difficult, he can only do it slowly.

Now discuss it with Fu Wenting first, and don't move for now.

Fu Wenting also advised him that although the move is good, it cannot be accomplished overnight, and the common people cannot afford it, nor can the country.

"I understand." Leng Yunlin said, "Fu Xiang, go back and rest quickly. But I see that Fu Xiang's energy is much better."

Fu Wenting also felt that his health had improved a lot. In the past, he didn't exercise much. Although he didn't have a big belly, he was indeed a weak scholar. Now he walks vigorously and looks radiant.

Fu Qingyu looked at his father, and was also very affectionate. He circled around his legs several times, but instead of being hugged by his father, he pushed him with his head, telling him to go back and rest quickly.

In two days' time it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, Leng Yunlin did not have a big banquet for the officials, but only asked them to reunite at home, and even let some court ladies and eunuchs go home.

Therefore, the palace is extremely deserted.

Leng Yunlin and Fu Qingyu were eating mooncakes together, and Fu Qingyu suddenly thought, where is Ah Miao, and wondered if it could return to his body and spend this reunion Mid-Autumn Festival with Leng Yunlin.

He meowed a few times.

Meow, can you come back?Although Leng Yunlin regards me as you, he still has regrets. Don't worry, I won't run away. When you have stayed enough, call me back.

He has always believed that Ah Miao did not pass away, but his soul should have fallen into a deep sleep or gone to another place.

Without giving up, he called a few times in succession. Under Leng Yunlin's puzzled eyes, he suddenly felt the familiar feeling of dizziness.

When he opened his eyes again, he actually returned to his body.

And the sound of conversation can be heard outside, as if the family is reuniting in his yard.

Fu Qingyu got up slowly. His body was a little sore and limp, which was caused by lying down for a long time, but there was nothing uncomfortable. After all, the servant who took care of him massaged his limbs every day and took him out to bask in the sun.

He got off the ground, put on his shoes, and walked out slowly. When he walked outside, his voice became clearer.

Is it because grandma and parents are afraid that he will be lonely, so they choose to be here?

Feelings of admiration welled up in Fu Qingyu's heart, and he stumbled towards them, calling: "Grandmother, father, mother!"

Fu Wenting came to his senses first, the cup in his hand fell to the ground, and thanks to his work in the field, he strode towards him and just happened to support him. He looked at the sober Fu Qingyu and said excitedly, "Yu'er, wake up!" Already!"

Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu Lin also immediately put down their chopsticks and stood up, and ran towards Fu Qingyu with joy on their faces: "My good boy, you finally woke up, we can have a reunion Mid-Autumn Festival together."

As he spoke, the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Fu Qingyu hastily reached out to wipe away tears for her grandmother: "Grandson is unfilial, Grandma Lao is worried."

He hugged his grandmother and acted like a cat: "Grandma, you really don't have to worry about me. I'm fine. I'm in good health now."

"Okay, just wake up."

Fu Lin wiped away her tears: "Yu'er, are you hungry? Mother will ask the kitchen to cook some more food."

"No need, mother, just add a pair of chopsticks and use it."

Despite this, Fu Lin still asked the kitchen to cook two curable foods, and then served him chicken soup, telling him to warm his stomach first.

Fu Qingyu sat next to his grandmother, obediently picked up the bowl and drank the soup slowly.

The Fu family usually doesn't talk about solar eclipses, but now it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Fu Qingyu just woke up, so he doesn't care about these hard-working rules