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Chapter 385 The return of the young master

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    Li Minglou could not have imagined the sight of a group of reunited comrades from Xuanwu Dao surrounding the corpse, drinking heavily and making a loud noise, but Xiang Nan's pride hit his face from the letter.

    "I ran into trouble, and I was so worried that I lost my hair. Fortunately, the trouble was solved. Otherwise, I would have come to ask Madam for help. Then Madam would have thrown away my letter. It's useless. Please send the flag back."

    Li Minglou couldn¡¯t stand it anymore and threw the letter away.

    Jiang Liang kept staring and hurriedly reached out to take it, put the letter on the table, and looked at it: "This guy is a dandy and a scoundrel, so we can't underestimate him."

    In her previous life, Xiang Nan was not a dandy in the slightest, only the gentleness of a member of aristocratic families, but it didn't matter. Whether he was gentle or a dandy, it would not affect him from killing her.

    Li Minglou looked at his fingers. The newly painted nails that Jinjie painted for her were given by Li Min. They said it was the beginning of spring and they had a new color

    Speaking of spring

    "There is no need to take back the flag, you can arrange for people to go." She said, "If there is a government, see if it can be used. If there is no government, you choose some people to come out. Don't miss the spring plowing. It affects the food and drink this year."  .¡±

    Jiang Liang put away Xiang Nan's letter and responded: "Liu Fan and I will go in person."

    The officials under the rule of Huainan Road are basically selected by Jiang Liang and Liu Fan, and the report is approved by Li Minglou. Li Minglou requires that only one person can support the people and not disturb the people. After all, the biggest pursuit of Huainan Road now is to let more people live.  Go down.

    Jiang Liang and Liu Fan stopped what they were doing and left Huainan Road that day under the protection of a group of soldiers and horses.

    When they saw the two of them going out together, all the informants in the city immediately reported to their respective owners.

    There are many informants from Xuanwu Dao in Yangzhou City these days. There are local wealthy families and military leaders, and there are also many businessmen who are keeping an eye on them. After all, Jiang Liang and Liu Fan's status is extraordinary.

    "The direction we are going is Xuanwu Dao. Sure enough, Mrs. Chu is cooperating with the White Robe Army."

    "Jiang Liang and Liu Fan are Mrs. Chu's retainers and are in charge of selecting officials. Tell me quickly, the opportunity has come."

    "What is the temperament of these two people? Who are they from? Find out the details of their wives, children, and children quickly."

    "Liu Fan is smart and stubborn and difficult to deal with, but Jiang Liang is easy to talk to and greedy for money."

    The informants conveyed various news in succession, and the businessmen also moved accordingly.

    "Madam has won Xuanwu Dao. It's a good business opportunity. Let's go quickly."

    "My wife has chosen officials, the city is in order, and we can do business with peace of mind."

    "I want to benefit these officers and generals of Xuanwu Dao. I have rare treasures here that they can buy for their wives."

    Braving the moist moisture in the cold wind and stepping on the tender grass that is slowly emerging, the roads leading to all directions of Xuanwu Road are no longer deserted. People on horseback, in cars, and on foot are full of popularity and vitality  

    On February 20th of the sixth year of Chengyuan, Guangzhou Prefecture ushered in the first spring rain.

    Magistrate Wei stood at the city gate, wearing a cotton robe with his sleeves rolled up. His trousers were stained with mud. His gray hair was falling from his hat. At first glance, he looked like an old farmer who had just returned from the fields.

    "My lord even went to the ground in person."

    There was a sound falling from above.

    Magistrate Wei raised his head and saw a person falling from the city gate tower like spring rain.

    "Ah, Mr. Lian." Magistrate Wei hurriedly raised his hand to salute, "You are here in person too."

    Lian Xiaojun smiled: "This is my first time watching Whip Spring."

    This Lian Xiaojun is more than 20 years old. Spring whipping is the most common sacrifice in Daxia. Except for the interruption in the past two years, it is held in all places in big cities and small towns at other times. It is the most lively ceremony after a winter. Why?  Is there anyone who hasn't seen it?

    Magistrate Wei was curious but did not ask, and even Xiaojun did not take the initiative to say anything more. He looked at the undulating cultivated land in the distance outside the city.

    "My lord, we have cultivated a total of 2,700 hectares of fields this year. Guangzhou Prefecture has no worries about food and grass, and can still pay enough taxes and grains. It has made great contributions to Huainan Road." Lian Xiaojun said with a smile.

    Magistrate Wei saluted him: "I don't dare to take any credit. Without Mr. Lian's grain and grass seeds, these two thousand hectares of land would be useless. It should be said that Mr. Lian has made great contributions."

    Lian Xiaojun smiled and said: "You're welcome, sir, but if you promise me great achievements, the money cannot be less."

    Magistrate Wei was startled and laughed: "Of course, of course." He took another step forward and said, "But can I have an extension of ten days? Even Young Master, you know that after a winter, the government will have no money.  "

    Lian Xiaojun nodded and stretched out his slender fingers: ?As Mrs. Chu walked in, the car entered and the door was about to close. Everyone remained silent until a shout rang out.

    "Don't close the door, I'm still here." Lian Xiaoqiang shouted angrily and squeezed over.

    He just jumped out of the car in front of the door, a few steps behind, and no one saw him!

    Everybody¡¯s eyes fell on him and he returned to the world.

    "He's Mr. Lian's entourage." The old concierge didn't even remember his name after thinking about it, so he only greeted him warmly, "Come in."

    Lian Xiaoqiang went in with an annoyed face. The back door was closed, and there was a sudden explosion in front of the door.

    "It's Lian Xiaojun!"

    ¡°Madam¡¯s favorite Lian Xiaojun!¡±

    "I thought he was gone, but it turns out he will come back!"

    ¡°Madam still likes him the most and even came to greet him personally!¡±

    "Lian Xiaojun is so beautiful!"

    Noisy noises were rolling outside the door, but Li Minglou and Lian Xiaojun were not disturbed when they entered the inner house.

    "Spring plowing in the 14 states and 57 counties in Huainan Province went smoothly as scheduled." Li Minglou looked at Lian Xiaojun and said, "Seventy-eight million refugees in Huainan Province starved to death this winter, and the rest survived.  After this winter, I would like to thank Mr. Lian for the grain and seeds."

    She said and bowed.

    When she changed to Yangzhou City and killed Ma Jiang, she threw a knife at him with a cold face and threatened him. At this moment, she finally bowed to him.

    Lian Xiaojun said: "Madam finally likes me."

    Li Minglou smiled behind his veil: "Master Lian is such an outstanding genius, who in the world doesn't like him?"

    People in the world don¡¯t like him because he is an outstanding genius. Only she likes him because of his outstanding talents.

    Lian Xiaojun smiled and saluted: "Then I should thank Madam. Without Madam, there would be no outstanding genius like me."

    He should just stay at home and look at the sky in the four corners, or he might have become someone's prisoner, or he might be dead.

    Li Minglou shook his head and reached out to touch his face: "I am not a genius, and neither are you. We are just lucky."

    It¡¯s just a chance to come back to life again.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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