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    Yong Cong was labeled as "caring about people's livelihood and loving farming", so he had to keep the new character set with tears in his eyes. On the same day, he and the prince went to the outskirts of Beijing to inspect the soil quality, terrain, water source and other factors.

    Because Mr. Yu and a group of officials from the household department followed, even if he was so angry that one Buddha went out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, he still managed to pull out a smile. He did it himself, ran around, and was extremely dedicated!

    Bathed in the eyes of admiration, love, etc., Yong Cong's heart is miserable, and he is almost closed to himself.

    He has already made up his mind, made a surprise inspection, questioned his second brother confidently, and surprised him first, and felt guilty; and on the grounds of checking the expenses of the expedition to Tsarist Russia, he planned to go Heshen, the high-efficiency gold god of wealth, so that no one could use his second brother  , had to spend a longer time miserably.

    He Shen is his companion, how can the elder brother have the nerve to compete with the younger brother for talents?

    Check it out, check the yield per mu of farmland!

    When it was found out, the flowers all withered, this is the highest level of revenge.

    And he has already finished his errands happily by relying on He Shen.

    Thinking of the crown prince's regretful eyes, Yong Cong felt as refreshed as if he had eaten iced watermelon, all the anger in his heart disappeared, and he laughed quietly in the dead of night.

    But now

    It was winter, and the wind was bitter, and the crown prince was standing on the edge of the field in a sash to command and dispatch. Yong Cong showed a forced smile, wearing hemp rope gloves, his legs were dripping in the mud, and his face was stained with dust.

    In the eyes of all the adults, King Jing's Huagui's clothes are stained with mud, and he cannot be seen, nor does it affect his appearance and demeanor.

    He is still handsome, even radiant with brilliance¡ªwhere can I find such a good county king who volunteered to serve the country and the people?

    His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has said that the policy of the experimental field was proposed by Prince Jing himself.  He has paid attention to people's livelihood since he was a child, and never puts on the airs of a nobleman. Look, he went to the ground himself

    King Jingjun is really like what Fan Wenzheng said, worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joys later.

    What's more, the little girl from Yingyong's mansion has only been in the palace for a few days, right?

    They are extremely admirable.  The king of the county has extraordinary perseverance. How difficult is it to abandon Wenrou Township so quickly and devote himself to construction?

    In such a cold day, they were shivering from the cold, but King Jing's back was still straight, like a green pine standing in the cold winter, which shocked all the people who didn't know.

    There were a few ministers with low tears, their eyes were red, and they almost wrote poems and lyrics on the spot, praising this scene and praising Jingjun King.

    If he knew what they were thinking, Yong Cong: ""

    Yong Cong had to spit out all his overnight meals!

    *

    Yong Cong finally finished the task, he is already a useless fish.

    Maybe he was cold for a long time when he first went to the field, but he had been exercising for such a long time and had a heavy workload. His handsome face was faintly flushed, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. He was so tired that he squatted in the field row, sore  hands and feet, gasping for breath.

    Lin Bao wanted to boil hot water himself, but Yong Cong stopped him, and asked him to bring a basin of cold well water, clean his face, wash his hands, and let out a breath of hot air.

    It's so tiring, it's not a human job

    Drops of water dripped from mid-air and mixed with the hard mud.

    "At the beginning of spring next year, the seeds will be sown" After he cleaned himself up, he heard the voices of officials talking in low voices.

    Yong Cong's left ear goes in, his right ear goes out, his eyes are dull, and he doubts life.

    There were light footsteps behind him, a white handkerchief, and a bowl of hot water were handed to him, steaming with mist.

    The prince squatted down, smiled, and touched his forehead, "Drink more hot water."

    Yong Cong: ""

    Here we come, Brother Zha's must-have quotations are here.

    Yong Cong rolled his eyes slowly, too tired to pull himself up.

    The brain is struggling to even think, let alone make an angry expression and say ruthless words about breaking off friendship with the prince.

    Yong Cong succumbed to the "food that comes from you" and drank a bowl of hot water. After a long time, he felt alive and his voice was no longer hoarse.

    He was extremely tired, and slowly said: "You are not human."

    "I'm your brother, no matter what, I'm your brother." The prince nodded in agreement, and then smiled, "Didn't you say you were going to the Ministry of Industry? Why did you come to the Ministry of Households?"

    It means, if you don't send it to your door, your brother will cheat you?

    It's half a catty, let alone who is cheating who, it's my skill that is superior.

    " ??"You and Yong Cong are really destined for marriage."

    This was a rare witty remark she uttered, and Lingjia smiled sheepishly.

    After listening to the whole story, He Jia murmured: "That's great."

    In the words, there is unstoppable fascination and longing, as well as some slight bitterness.

    Lingjia could muster up the courage to call out her sweetheart to her elders, but she couldn't.  Her identity is both glory and bondage, she thought, the boy she had a vague fondness for was always proud, so he must not want to be a princess.

    Since the founding of the country more than a hundred years ago, there have been countless concubines, and there is no lack of princesses who married talented men from Manchuria and stayed in the capital.

    He Jia has a clear mind, and has already figured out their thoughts. He thinks about the Glory family, and also thinks about a smooth career.

    It's just that the forehead is dependent on the princess and is a vassal of the princess, which is recognized by everyone.  The brilliance and talent of the forehead will be concealed under the name of the forehead, and as time goes by, there will be no lack of resentment

    Therefore, Huang Ama and Huang Erniang chose Sebuten Baljur, who was raised in the palace since childhood and served as the second brother's companion for sister He Jing.

    The two are childhood sweethearts, he doesn't care about dignity, he only treats and respects his sister wholeheartedly, after so many years, the couple still love each other deeply and envy others

    Where is her destination?

    He Jia thought about it, lost his mind, and felt more and more bitter.

    Occasionally she wanted to be selfish and strive for future happiness for herself, and she almost had to tell Er Niang his name.

    At last she held back.

    He would not like a timid and sensitive girl, nor would he like to be her vassal

    Lingjia's calling brought her back to reality, "Fourth sister, do you have someone you like?"

    He Jia moved his lips and said softly: "No."

    Lingjia hesitated to speak.

    She noticed the struggle with Jia very carefully, and kept an eye on it. After the two said goodbye, she was going to ask Yong Cong if the emperor had arranged for the marriage of the fourth sister.

    "Let's not talk about it." He Jia regained his composure, recovered his smile, and asked her, "Where's Yong Cong? I haven't seen him in the past few days. This kid doesn't even care about his wife.  beat!"

    Lingjia sighed and held his chin: "He's working hard, he's farming."

    He Jia: "??"

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    Prince: No one is not Chinese.

    Yong Cong: I admit defeat!  !  !  !

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