If you don't live up to expectations, you really don't live up to expectations.

Uncle Rong has exercised a lot of restraint over the years, but he also has the habit of never exercising restraint.

Habits are hard to break. At least when it comes to dealing with beauties, Uncle Rong has never learned to exercise restraint. The Ning and Rong mansions did not give him a chance to exercise restraint. However, on this day, he still left Yihongyuan without doing anything.

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"Why are you summoned to the palace at this time?" Uncle Rong couldn't understand. After winter, the temperature dropped sharply, and even the days became much shorter.

At this moment, the sky is already hazy, and it will probably be dark by the time we get to the palace.

Lord Shi Zhou, the head of the Zhongshun Prince's Palace, replied: "It's all because of the agricultural documents submitted by the Lord. In the past few days, the Thirteenth Master has summoned many agricultural officials. Farmers have entered the palace, as well as many court officials. I don't know what will happen next.

Why, after the great joy of the Thirteenth Master, he suddenly fell seriously ill. When he finally woke up, the first thing he said was to send an order to summon the Lord into the house."

Is it this serious?

Brother Rong was nervous. It shouldn't be so serious. Although he also knew that the cold winter was a catastrophe for patients every year, King Zhongshun responded like this. We had met two days ago, and it seemed that there was something wrong with him at that time.

Getting better.

Brother Rong asked: "Did Thirteenth Master say anything else?"

Zhou Changshi replied: "My lord, there is no need to be nervous or worried. The Thirteenth Master is going to ask for credit for your lordship."

Please take credit?

Yes, there are a few agricultural officials in the Water Conservancy Yingtian Prefecture who are really capable, especially the agricultural envoy from the Holy Cult. Who would have thought that a rebel traitor is actually half-majored in agriculture? Moreover, as far as Uncle Rong knows,

The peasant envoy turned out to be a general from Jilongshan, and was not a peasant at all.

It’s really fucking weird.

However, Uncle Rong himself also worked hard. For the agricultural book, he not only wrote most of his experiences in the countryside in his previous life, but also racked his brains to recall some agricultural production manuals and technical manuals issued by the local government that he had read randomly when he was a child.

We walked in a hurry and entered the palace of Prince Zhongshun before it got dark. When he came back this time, Brother Rong's movements were different from before. His steps were lighter, his voice was more elegant, and there was no irregularity at all.

Even Prince Zhongshun, who was lying down, couldn't help but joke, saying: "Looking at your careful and well-behaved appearance, it makes people feel uncomfortable. This reminds me of your unscrupulous and unruly behavior in the past."

Brother Rong replied quibly: "Young man, you always behave yourself in front of the Thirteenth Master."

"Is there any?" King Zhongshun asked, but he didn't pay attention. He dismissed the others and said, "You did a great job this time. Whether it was the agricultural book or the harvest of the fields in the camp, most people were convinced after knowing it. Come up.

I will send a letter to the emperor to ask for your request, and the paddy fields of Dayan will be handed over to you."

"What did Thirteenth Master say?"

"The agricultural officer will go down to the local government to establish the provincial and county field offices." Thirteenth Master coughed and said: "You must think clearly, if this matter is decided. In the next few years, you will gradually leave the guard office, and you may even have to

I often leave Beijing, and it is difficult to transfer to the Sixth Department within a few years."

Brother Rong was silent. This is indeed a difficult question to decide. The Water Conservancy Yingtian Mansion is a newly established institution by Emperor Xiande, headed by Prince Zhongshun. The Yingtian Mansion is neither under local jurisdiction nor under the six ministries. The appreciation

Promotion is a difficult problem.

Originally posted in the Guards Department, if Yingtian Prefecture is left alone, he can still serve as an official in the Six Ministries in the future, and even be transferred to the Forbidden Palace.

Which one is more beneficial?

Brother Rong thought for a moment and replied: "The boy just wants to serve the people more and do more practical things for Dayan. There will be more food, the country will be rich, and the people's families will be prosperous. This is what the boy wants with all his heart. He doesn't care about his official rank.

Rank does not matter whether you can walk in front of a palace or be the prime minister of a certain department."

Plenty of food, great wealth, and more people. These are naturally what Brother Rong wants to see, but he prefers selfish considerations.

With the success of Dayan's rations, as long as he doesn't start a rebellion, he can survive even a political crisis like being on the wrong team.

Of course, this does not mean that he will take sides, but with this layer, he can avoid the trouble of being forced to take sides.

This is what Brother Rong and Uncle Rong want and want. He has spent a lot of time compiling agricultural books, optimizing planting techniques, searching for potassium salt, etc., just to create a life-saving talisman that is truly his own.

No matter how chaotic and turbulent the future may be, the food problem is an eternal problem. As long as Uncle Rong can solve part of the food problem, he will have a life-saving talisman. A life-saving talisman that is more useful and effective than anything else.

After hearing his reply, King Zhongshun finally smiled happily.

"The past dynasties have been based on agriculture. Brother Rong is indeed smart and has chosen a good path. When Prince Teng, the ruler of the nine provinces, entered the palace two days ago, he intended to transfer you to the capital camp. Brother Rong chose the water conservancy camp.

Mansion, I might as well send a message to the palace to ask the emperor to give the prince some peace of mind if he refuses."

Huh? What do you mean?

Wang Ziteng wants to transfer himself to the Beijing camp?

A good thing, a great thing.

It's more fun to go to the Beijing camp and lead troops than to play in the mud with a group of people every day. Get rid of all the bullshit ideals. Which man doesn't have a dream of leading troops? How many men have fantasized about imitating the champion Hou Fenglang Juxu.

Uncle Rong's heart suddenly became hot, but when he saw the smile on King Zhongshun's face, he realized that he had been teased by the Thirteenth Master.

He smiled dryly and said: "Master Thirteen, please stop teasing me."

King Zhongshun chuckled and said: "Wang Ziteng really has such an idea. Although he didn't say it explicitly, he also hinted at it. However, I really don't want to see you enter the Beijing Camp. The Beijing Camp may not be as good as the Yingtian Mansion. I also understand.

Your thoughts are always thinking about recreating the glory of your ancestors. One moment, another moment. If the light shines too much, it will be the end."

Brother Rong looked at the prince's smile and always felt that this smile was particularly complicated and contained a lot of meaning.

For a moment, I only stared at Master Thirteen's smile and forgot what to say in reply.

Then I heard King Zhongshun continue to say: "People in the world always like to recall the past and always care about the glory of their ancestors. Even if they are looking for their roots, they still want to find an ancestor who has been crowned king and minister. But they forget the ordinary and extraordinary ancestors who have been ordinary and extraordinary for thousands of years. Live your life well.

, choose the direction that suits you best. Don’t bury more hidden dangers because of temporary glory.”

Did the Thirteenth Master really imply something? Brother Rong heard it vaguely, and seemed to understand but not quite. If we take this sentence of the Thirteenth Master as an example, it is naturally not entirely correct. But if combined with the situation of the Jia family, it is more like the Thirteenth Master.

What is the third master warning?

Brother Rong thought for a while and still couldn't figure it out, so he replied: "Young man, I don't seek glory, I only seek stability."

King Zhongshun smiled and said: "It's good to be steady, it's good to be steady. I have also trained the two young masters in the palace. When it is time to be steady, you have to be more steady."

"Master Thirteen is worried?"

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It's all like a dream.

Today's groom feels the same way.

So much so that when entertaining guests, he unconsciously drank two more drinks. Having lived under Jia Zhen's violent education since childhood, he had never felt so happy as he is today.

From now on, it’s time to live your own little life in the house with your wife.

A happy little day.

"grateful……"

"Thanks……"

"..."

As Jia Rong's father, Jia Zhen was even happier. Seeing her son like this, he was also satisfied. He finally looked like he had grown up and became a man of talent, so he couldn't help but have a few more drinks with the guests.

"Today Dongfu is very happy, you should drink more." Jia Zhen laughed.

Everything seemed extremely normal, and it felt like both host and guest were happy.

But no one saw the meaningful smile on the corner of Jia Zhen's mouth, not even Jia Rong. Jia Rong was drinking happily under the siege of Feng Ziying and others, so how could he notice the subtle expression on Master Zhen's face.

"Rong'er is greeting everyone so well." Jia Zhen laughed loudly. After getting drunk, her mind was filled with thoughts of seeing Qin Keqing at Qin's house that day.

When night falls, the host and guests enjoy themselves.

Brother Rong was sent into the bridal chamber in his groom's clothes. He was already a little dizzy from drinking. Looking at the shadows of the people in the room, his eyes became hazy. With the help of the maid, he lifted the bride's hijab.

Jia Rong was stunned.

The family actually found such a fairy-like wife for him. She wore a stunning red dress and a shawl embroidered with gold threads. Her deep and bright black hair was styled in an elegant style, and even her hairline and temples were trimmed to perfection.

.On her head is a large phoenix crown of emerald gold silk, like a golden phoenix holding pearls.

Qin Keqing looked a little shy when she smiled, with a faint blush on her cheeks.

Jia Rong was completely stunned.

As the direct grandson of Ning Guofu, he has seen many beautiful women, but when he sees Qin Keqing, he will still be stunned and amazed. In the graceful and generous manner, there is a hint of grace. The stream of light blooms, and she is unparalleled in her youth.

Her eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, and there was poetry hidden in her brows. Such a subtle feeling, it was like an electric current slowly flowing through his body.

He looked a little crazy, and she smiled softly at him.

This smile made Jia Rong even more crazy and half sober from the wine.

The maid next to him slowly exited the inner room.

A sound reached my ears.

"Husband, it's time to drink Hexin wine."

Her voice is also nice and gentle, like a girl from the south of the Yangtze River. Jia Rong was amazed that the Creator of this world had actually combined the majestic beauty of a northern woman with the graceful and gentleness of a southern woman to become such a stunning beauty.

Qin Keqing stretched out her weak hand, picked up the Hexin wine that Ning Guofu had prepared on the table early in the morning, and poured the wine into the jasper Hexin glass that had been prepared early.
To be continued...