scientific farming

Xiao Lue studied "Eighteen Forms of Former Love" behind closed doors for many days, and finally got all the eighteen forms into his pocket and turned them into his own use.

At the beginning of June, the trip to Hot Spring Zhuangzi was on the agenda.

The vacant land in the center of the back house of the yamen was rough and completely turned over earlier, then plowed carefully, and then flattened. A few days ago, a layer of plant ash was sprinkled, and the field was sun-dried. Today, it is directly irrigated and moistened. One day, you can plant rice seedlings.

It's just that it's already June, and the transplanting of rice seedlings is a full month late.However, the early planting of the seedlings was mainly to meet the rainy season. The land Song Wen dug out was not large, and it could completely be artificially irrigated and drained. If it was too late, it would be too late.

But in the capital city, the climate is less watery, not many rice growers, and there are even fewer seedlings. Song Wen didn't know where to get some seedlings.

As for the vegetables planted on the wall, Song Wen has let go of everything, only when to harvest and when to replant, he made a few suggestions, and left the rest to Ah Mian.

So it will be free.

When Xiao Lue came to the door, Song Wenzheng set up a recliner under the courgette shelf on the outer wall. The luxuriant courgette vines just blocked the direct light, and he was lying on the swaying recliner drowsy.

Ah Mian is busy digging up all the roots of the leeks.Farmers have started to sell leeks outside, Song Wen asked Ah Mian to stop after harvesting this crop, and opened up the market, so he gave up the ready-made market to the farmers, and the yamen will retire.

Xiao Luedao said that the hot spring village has been renovated, and asked Song Wen if he would like to take advantage of the good weather these few days and go to the hot spring to soak.

Song Wen is also helpless, now it is the sixth month of the lunar calendar, and it will be July in the Gregorian calendar. In a few days, it will usher in the midsummer heat. This person can actually say that the weather is not bad, and go to the hot spring. So what's on the brain, it's a mess.

"My lord, there is a young master outside, who is said to be a relative of your lord..." The yamen servant outside approached the porter to report, and before he could finish speaking, the young master broke in directly.

The yamen servant hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, you can't go in."

The young man was dressed in men's clothes, but he looked at the red lips and white teeth, he was clearly a daughter, and his mouth confirmed the daughter's identity: "Which one of you is Song Wen?"

The yamen servant said: "Bold, Mr. Song's name is taboo..."

Song Wenhun didn't care, spread out on the recliner, raised his hand to signal and interjected, "Me."

The young master walked over a few steps, carefully looked at Song Wen for a while, snorted and said with disdain: "I am Princess Jing'an. I heard that the Empress Dowager wanted to marry you and me, why didn't you agree to marry me? Look at your appearance, Nothing to look at either."

Song Wen struggled in his heart, the ceremony cannot be abandoned, he still got up from the reclining chair, followed Xiao Lue, A Mian and the yamen servant to salute the princess: "I have seen the princess. I don't want to marry the princess if I am not a minister. It is the minister who likes General Xiao Luexiao. That's your uncle!"

He smiled and waved to Xiao Lue who was beside him.

Xiao Lue... has no expression on his face.

The princess looked at Song Wen, then looked at Xiao Lue: "Hmph! It's just that you don't like me! I'm leaving!" She simply turned around and left, calling the guards who were waiting outside to return to the palace!

Ah Mian and the yamen servant were dumbfounded by Song Wen's words that they liked Xiao Lue, and they couldn't recover.

"Young master? You like, like General Xiao, but don't you like girls?" Amian was shocked.

Song Wen smiled at Xiao Lue again, then turned to Ah Mian and said, "You can believe in lies. Could it be that you think that I will be a county magistrate after marrying a princess?"

Ah Mian is really easy to deceive, she nodded suddenly, thinking that what the young master said made sense.

Xiao Lue's heart, which had been frozen for a while because of that liking, jumped up and down again.That's right, the two men are just...stupid like colleagues, those who marry openly and don't want official careers, after all, there are only two of them.Song Wen has been in office for less than two months, and his political achievements are already outstanding, so how can these things tie his hands and feet.

Thinking clearly in his mind, but for no reason, Xiao Lue's heart that was high when he came to the yamen fell down.

Xiao Lue was suddenly not in the mood to know why Song Wen pretended not to remember the books he had read before, so what if he knew, and what if he didn't know.Song asked well to be an official in the capital, which is fine.

"When can I go to the hot spring Zhuangzi that General Xiao mentioned?" Song Wen asked suddenly, "Turning the ground makes me tired, and soaking in the hot spring is also good."

Xiao Lue was a little slow to react: "Master Song is going?"

"Why, didn't the general invite you?"

"Oh yes. It's okay to go today. It takes only two hours to get there by riding a horse. It happens to be sweaty from a run, and soaking in the hot spring is the most comfortable." Xiao Lue said, "Amian is going too, Goutou, Ahda, Aher and the others Both go."

Song Wen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xiao Lue.

Xiao Lue had no expression on his face, he couldn't tell what was good or bad.However, Song Wen knew that he was unhappy.At this moment, the yamen servant has gone out, and there is only one A Mian left. Song asked A Mian to pack up the things to take to the hot spring, and sent people away.

"General Xiao exchanged a token of love with me, and granted me the position of the Xiao Song family. Today I have something to ask General Xiao." Song Wen looked at Xiao Lue with a smile on his face.

Didn't you say you don't like it?Why did he become the Xiao Song family again?When did Xiao Song take the position?When Xiao Lue said that, his mind was really messed up and he couldn't figure it out.

But Song Wen was still talking, he said: "Since it is the Xiao Song family, can you prepare the dowry gift?"

Xiao Lue was numb, motionless, only looking at Song Wen.

Song Wenjue stepped forward, with his lips facing Xiao Lue's ear, he breathed lightly, which burned Xiao Lue's ear red.

He didn't think it was enough, so he stuck to the position very close to his ear, but he didn't put it on, and whispered: "I think General Xiao is very anxious, and he sent me the things for that, as well as the wound medicine and the lubrication for expansion." Drugs. Now you still invite me to go to the hot spring mountain villa to soak in the hot springs. The lonely and widowed men are in the same room, and they are soaking in the water without clothes. General Xiao doesn’t give the betrothal gift. Could it be that he wants to eat and run away?”

Xiao Lue was just a fledgling, and he had the most contact with him in May, and he discussed it with the serious doctor Fang. As for his colleagues, he didn't eavesdrop on anything useful, so the top card in the building gave him a copy of "The Former Doctor" Eighteen Styles of Love, where have you experienced such a scene? !

His whole body was petrified, he was too stiff to move, he was afraid that if there was any movement, he would just, just, and kiss him.The blood all over his body gathered on the ear that Song Wen seemed to be sticking to, and there seemed to be a puddle of blood boiling and gurgling in his brain...

"Huh?" Song Wen hummed in a nasal voice, as low as the wind in the valley, blowing the vegetation at the bottom of the valley.If there is such a frivolous dandelion, it will follow the wind and waves in the valley to the end of the world.

Xiao Lue really couldn't resist Song Wen, who had wandered around in the modern world, and was forced to act like a puppet. Where was the fearsome General Xiao on the battlefield? Said: "No, I don't want to eat."

Song Wen withdrew suddenly, Xiao Lue let out a long breath, looking like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

Song Wenheng laughed out loud. Seeing that Xiao Lue was even more embarrassed, he touched his chin pretending to be a wolf with a big tail and said, "I didn't want to eat it, but I wanted to be eaten. Since I want to be eaten, why didn't General Xiao give it to me when I got the picture album?" Look, you went to study behind closed doors?"

Xiao Lue wanted to say that he didn't study it, but he really read "Eighteen Styles of Former Love" behind closed doors, and prepared a lot of things for this trip to the hot spring.Thinking like this, he couldn't control his eyes, and secretly looked into his arms.

Song Wen kept staring at people, this sneak peek was like committing a crime under the nose, how could he miss it? !Immediately started, he didn't honestly stretch out his hand to pick up things, instead he moved a little closer, put his hand on Xiao Lue's back and walked all the way up, touching and touching the back, Xiao Lue couldn't help but move forward She leaned over, trying to avoid his hand, but the two of them were already standing extremely close to each other, and they threw themselves into the arms immediately.

Xiao Lue: "..." Confused.

Song Wen chuckled in his ear, but Xiao Lue heard it like a drum beating, making his ears roar.

Following the trend, Song Wen stretched out his other hand, and directly pressed the man into his arms. The hand touching the back of the waist did not withdraw, and turned from the back to the front. This time, he stopped touching and patted his chest. , Admiringly said: "As expected of a general, this figure, among the generals, is also the most flamboyant general."

If it wasn't for his arm still wrapping around Xiao Lue's back, maybe this pat on the chest could still be brotherly love, but he hugged his waist, Xiao Lue is really, really...

Song Wen didn't make trouble, he patted the man's chest, and felt that there was something in his shirt, so he just reached out and took it out - two pieces of paper, a fire pocket?

Those two pieces of paper were made by Doctor Fang to draw by Xiao Lue, and accompanied by the two papers with important points to pay attention to. Song Wen knew it belonged to Doctor Fang when he saw the handwriting, so he didn't care too much. Things that make people blush and paintings, in the eyes of doctors, are just a part of a person's body.At most, Fang Taiyi, an ancient man, should be more ashamed.

On the contrary, this fire book is different from the usual ones, it looks much thinner.

Song Wen glanced at Xiao Lue suspiciously, but Xiao Lue turned his head to avoid his gaze.It's weird, Song Wen directly took off the seal...

"Don't blow it."

"call……"

Xiao Lue's words were carried out at the same time as Song Wen's blowing, and a scent of sandalwood slowly permeated the air, which was much more elegant and distant than what is often seen in Buddhist temples.

"What are you doing with a piece of sandalwood?" Seeing that it was sandalwood, Song Wen lost interest and put the seal back on.

Xiao Lue secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said it was secretly, but the two of them stood so close, no matter how stealing was under their noses, Song Wen saw that he was nervous, and thought of teasing him, he clasped the hand that sealed his mouth. , whistling a few times, and blowing on the tip of Xiao Lue's nose several times, the fragrance became much stronger.

Song Wen saw Xiao Lue staring straight at him, and burst out laughing.

"Um……"

Xiao Lue made a sudden move, and directly grabbed the fragrant Song Wen back into his arms. This action was neither serious nor serious. Xiao Lue practiced martial arts, and his body was all hard, which made Song Wen groan in pain.

"You..." Song Wen wanted to scold someone, but felt that the other party's Xiasanlu was not right, and there were several floors through the thin clothes, but this movement, one building, Song Wen himself was not quite right. That's right.

Fuck!Song Wen finally came to his senses, this incense is poisonous!