Du Changqing cried softly.

Mr. Du waved his hand to his son, and Du Wenlei ran to his father and leaned gently on his father's heart.

"Son, study hard with the gentleman in the village. Don't be naughty, do you know?"

Du Wenlei nodded and said, "I know my father went out to pave the way for my future."

Mr. Du didn't expect his son to say such words. He was surprised and happy. He lowered his head and asked, "Child, how did you know?"

"Once, Sister Xiaoran told Xiaohe a story. I heard it when I stood beside her. She said that sometimes it was not that my father didn't want to get close to us, but that my father wanted us to create a good environment so that we could have a father to fight for."

"There is a father to fight!" Mr. Du exhaled, "How good is this!"

Du Wenlei said childishly: "Yes, Dad, if you work hard, I will work hard too. We will definitely be a person like General Ling."

"Yes, kids, we will definitely be that kind of person."

Mr. Du felt relieved that his daughter was crippled, but his son was so sensible.

Seeing this scene, Du Changqing covered her mouth and ran out.

Su family

Su Dayi was stern and was collecting rice in sacks at the door. He had already divided the food and what he wanted to sell. Su Xiaolan tied the bags, and Su Dayi went to his own granary to carry sacks. There were people in the village to help him, four or five thousand kilograms, which looked a lot, and he was busy very quickly.

Miao Xiaoju wanted to help, but Su Dayi didn't let her interfere. She was so anxious that she pleaded for Xiaolan, "Sister Xiaolan, I really don't know what my mother meant. I thought she was looking for Aunt Lin...you...you understand!"

Su Xiaolan said while tying her bag, "Xiaoju, let some things go with the flow!"

"Miss Xiaolan, don't you even help me?"

Su Xiaolan said apologetically: "This is not a question of whether to help or not, it depends on fate!"

"Miss Xiaolan..." Miao Xiaoju was so anxious that she almost cried. If it weren't for the many people who helped her, her tears would have really shed.

Su Xiaolan glanced at Miao Xiaoju, who was helpless, and sighed secretly. Sometimes, a person's vision is really important. With Xiaoran's current momentum, his brother must have shown his strength. If the wife he married had such shallow eyes, no matter how real or hardworking she was, it would be useless.

Seeing that everyone ignored her, Miao Xiaoju ran away with her mouth. She ran home, found her mother, and cried and made a fuss, "Mom, why are you doing? How can you do this? The good marriage was ruined by you."

Aunt Miao blamed herself while working. When she got angry, she ran to the Lin family. Now she regretted her heart and wanted to die. She had already thrown her mouth. Now she saw her sad daughter, and now she really felt ashamed to see her.

"Mom, why don't you talk? What do you want to do?"

Aunt Miao stopped the work in her hand and said apologetically, "I was also very excited at that time and didn't think deeply, so I couldn't get out of the market now."

Miao Xiaoju yelled: "Mom, why are you so hot in your mind?"

Aunt Miao said regretfully: "I have listened to Miss Du's words."

Miao Xiaoju spitted: "Bah, she is the lady in the family. What can't be done to listen to her? Brother Su is not your son-in-law yet. Even if he is your son-in-law, you can take care of it!"

Aunt Miao shouted, "Damn it, I'm just saying the wrong thing in a hurry!"

Miao Xiaoju cried, "But what you said made Su Dayi want me anymore."

Aunt Miao said in surprise: "It's impossible. When the busy farming season is over, I will ask Aunt Tian to go and match him."

Miao Xiaoju cried and said, "But I went there just now, and the Su brothers and sisters didn't ask me to help me, and ignored me."

Aunt Miao said, "No, it's not that serious!"

"Why didn't... I hate you so much, Du Changqing so much!" Miao Xiaoju cried loudly, ran to the room, lay on the bed and cried.

Aunt Miao looked at her sad daughter and slapped herself in the mouth again, "I want you to be troubled, I want you to be troubled..."

But is there any regret medicine in this world?

Aunt Miao didn't even have the intention to do farm work. She put down the rake, took off the dust-covered cloth towel on her head, thought about it, tidied up her clothes, and trotted to the Lin family. Before the Lin family had arrived, there were a group of people in front of the Lin family. After asking, it turned out that Xiaoran followed the prince and general back to Youfu County. Looking at the team seeing off, the silent respect of the villagers to her family, she really wanted to die. Why did she care about the money she was not her son-in-law?

Turning around, she accidentally saw Du Changqing standing in the corner. She wanted to go forward and pinch her a few times when she was troublemaker, but in the end she did nothing. Who would let her have a capable father? Let's hide from her in the future.

Aunt Miao stood listlessly behind the crowd and followed the crowd.

Lin Yiran bowed to everyone and said, "Please please come back, don't send it to you, hurry up and go back to the busy farming industry."

"It's okay, it won't delay much work." Uncle Zhu said with a generous smile.

"Uncle, you are always so polite."

"What are you talking about?" Uncle Zhu replied dismissively, "Thinking back then, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't know where to look for grassroots. We looked for Shu You and asked, "What kind of position do you think is suitable for you?"

Jiang Yuanlin thought for a moment and replied, "I think the position of the Mansion Chief is suitable for me."

Everyone looked at Jiang Yuanlin.

Jiang Yuanlin also felt a little arrogant. After all, he was just a minor official before and had no official rank. Now he wanted to get a fourth rank. It seemed to be a little too much, so he hurriedly bowed his hand to his eyebrows, "Wang..."

Before he could say it, Xia Zongze spoke, "Do you think you can be competent for the fourth-rank prefect?"

Jiang Yuanlin replied with a pursed lips, "By the prince, I want to tell the truth."

"I'm sorry for your sin."

"Thank you, Prince—" Jiang Yuanlin said, "If it was a peaceful and prosperous era, the young man would not even dare to think about it. But now, in the eyes of the young man, these officials in Jiangcheng are not as good as the young man. They have not had much real talent to do it by taking favor to the position. After they get to power, they are greedy and greedy. Then they will do things for the common people. How can the young man not dare to think about it?"

Lin Yiran secretly praised her, with courage, and she did not misread the person.

Xia Zongze nodded almost invisibly, "Although you dare to think, you still don't have anyone to think!"

Jiang Yuanlin raised his head and thought about this sentence quickly, suddenly looking at Lin Yiran: "Is the position recommended by Lin Dangjia even higher than the younger ones?"

Lin Yiran nodded.

Jiang Yuanlin suddenly looked at Xia Zongze again, calmly and a little surprised, and said, "Does the prince want to be admitted to the next level?"

"It's--" Xia Zongze didn't go around in circles.

"I don't know if this position is..." Jiang Yuanlinxun thought about the composition of the government officials. There was a county magistrate who was higher than the county magistrate. Duyou just didn't dare to think of the prefect and looked at Xia Zongze with great sincerity.

"The Prefect of Jiangcheng!"

Jiang Yuanlin felt that for a moment, he lost consciousness.

Looking at Jiang Yuanlin who was stunned, Xia Zongze said softly, "I can't do it?"

Jiang Yuanlin's eyes met Xia Zongze and quickly bowed, "Your Majesty dares to appoint, but you dare to take over if you are the one."

I have to say that Jiang Yuanlin's courage, judging from the current situation, is the biggest among the young people, and he really dares to do it.

As a general, Xia Zongze admired this courage very much.

Xia Zongze has always admired a decisive and straightforward person like a soldier, but he doesn't like the literati-like twists and turns. Jiang Yuanlin seems to be very polite to his taste, although he is a literati.

Xia Zongze said again, "We just discussed that I will appoint the prefect of Jiangcheng. Duyou is Lord Tao. I will not appoint other officials. I will give this power to you and Lord Tao, so you can choose the talents. The result I want is Jiangcheng's stability. Can you do it?"

Jiang Yuanlin immediately bowed and said, "By the prince, at present, we can only reach three levels. If we have food as a backing, we can reach five levels. By the end of the year, there will be no tombs to quell the harassment of the two countries. We can stabilize the five levels without chaos."

I have to say that Jiang Yuanlin's answer is very pertinent and realistic, just like the first impression he gives people, gentle, but gentleness reveals the decisiveness of those who have accomplished great things. Not only that, he is quick and accurate in grasping things.

It took only half a moment for Xia Zongze to get from the beginning to the appreciation of now, "Then I will wait and see."

Jiang Yuanlin quickly gave a big gift: "Prince Xie favors you, and he is determined to do his best to stabilize Jiangcheng."

"Yes!" Xia Zongze stood up from the prefect's chair, walked to the side of the desk, and said to the prefect's chair, "I hope you sit firmly on him."

"Yes, the prince, I'm sure I'm going to live up to my expectations!" Jiang Yuanlin replied firmly after looking at the prefect's chair.

Xia Zongze said: "The person who cooperated with you to guard Jiangcheng is General Yang, who is stationed in 50,000 troops."

"Thank you, Prince!"

Xia Zongze looked at Jiang Yuanlin with deep eyes: "As for how many soldiers you can recruit in Jiangcheng, it depends on your ability and General Yang."

"Yes, Prince!"

When Xia Zongze and Lin Yiran left Jiangcheng, it was mid-November, and it was already cold and the north side was whizzing.

In the carriage heading north, Lin Yiran was wearing a duck down vest and a thin cotton jacket inside.

Why do you wear thin clothes on such cold days? Why? It’s not for the sake of being stinky and beautiful. It’s so bloated and ugly that Lin Yiran doesn’t wear them.

There is also a thin cotton coat inside Xia Zongze’s brocade robe.

Lin Yiran asked, "How do you feel?"

"It's light and breathable, and it feels very good." Xia Zongze replied.

"It's pretty good!"

"Yeah!" Xia Zongze gently picked up the cup and took a sip of water, as if he was expecting Lin Yiran to ask something.

But Lin Yiran was thinking about the snack on the research table, "That taste is better, I chose that one... I really have difficulty choosing." She said to herself.

Xia Zongze said, "You were not like this before, you were casual and decisive."

"Maybe I think the dim sum here is too good, I can't bear to let it go, I'm a little greedy!" Lin Yiran replied as she looked at the dim sum.

Xia Zongze asked back: "But it's all yours on this table, what else do you want to choose it for?"

Lin Yiran finally looked up and smiled, "Can I have it all?"

"Of course!" Xia Zongze raised his eyebrows.

Lin Yiran also raised her eyebrows.

After these few short conversations, Lin Yiran heard the answer she wanted and finally asked what Xia Zongze wanted to ask, "You really can get the marriage when you go back this time?"
Chapter completed!