mtl008 Chapter 143 Harvest
Chapter 143 Harvest
"Miss, the prince is back!"
Zhengyan rushed into the mansion, rushing around.
A servant carrying a newly replaced plate of fruits was knocked away by him like a gust of wind.
Fresh fruits flew into the sky, accompanied by the servants' screams.
Zhengyan leaned forward nimbly, stretched out his arm to catch the plate, and as he twisted his body, it returned intact to the servant's hands.
He cleared his throat, a beaming look on his face, and then shouted loudly towards the Star Picking Courtyard.
Nianniang came out of the house first and rolled her eyes at him vividly.
"what? What!"
Jiang An poked his head out from beside Niang Niang's legs, his fat face excited, "Dad is back?"
Zhengyan nodded, "Yes, I just heard from people on the street that the prince has already walked to the front of Yufulou, but many people..."
Tuanzi ran out, threw the brush in his hand into the air, and ran to the front yard with his two little hands open.
Behind her, Nianniang and the others hurriedly caught up.
Taking this opportunity, Zhenglu also did not forget to show his love and care to his brother.
He slapped Zheng Yan on the back of his head and said through gritted teeth, "How dare you yell in front of the master!"
"oops!"
Zheng Yan bared his teeth, his handsome face showing no sign of admitting his fault, and he stiffened his neck and said, "Miss, treat me well, so what!"
Nianniang kicked him again, "The lady has run far away, why don't you chase her!"
"Ow!"
"I want to file a complaint!"
Tuanzi, who had run a long way away, was swinging his short legs like a whirlwind.
When she passed by Yuanyuan who came over after hearing the news, she grabbed Qi Shanyuan's wrist and said, "Yuanyuan, run quickly~"
Jiang An's voice was more cheerful than ever in this month, just like the carefree and free birds in the sky...
In front of the palace gate, a silver warhorse came galloping, followed by black-armored cavalrymen in black armor. They protected a carriage in the middle.
Jiang Jichen stood on his warhorse with his back straight, his cloak fluttering behind him, and his big hands under the metal arm guards tightly grasped the reins.
The man had a cold expression and a murderous look between his brows, which shocked the people on both sides of the street so much that they even breathed slower.
They looked with reverence at the prince on horseback and the doctor who was the reincarnation of Hua Tuo in the carriage...
"Dad!"
A pink ball suddenly popped out.
The warhorse raised its head, stopped its hooves, and paced on the spot, neighing. Upon closer inspection, one could see fear in its eyes.
Jiang An didn't care whether the horse who loved cakes was scared or not. She raised her head to look at the figure against the light, her round eyes full of nostalgia.
Jiang Jichen held the reins in one hand and reached out to his daughter with the other.
The prince bent down in front of the people of Chongzhou, and the icy aura that had lingered around him dissipated.
"Come here, An. Dad will take you on a horse ride..."
Jiang An ran over obediently with his two fat hands raised high.
The sun was scorching overhead, so bright that the people could not open their eyes, but the figures, one big and one small, on horseback were firmly engraved in everyone's mind.
The tall figure loomed over Tuanzi, like a mountain that would never collapse, providing support.
The people in Chongzhou live and work in peace and contentment, and the vast expanses of fertile fields outside the city are full of golden fields...
If one person kneels, all the people will kneel.
The people knelt on the ground, clasped their hands on the ground, and said in unison: "We thank the prince and the eldest lady..."
In the crowd, General Xie still had a proud look on his face. He chuckled, and did not kneel down. Instead, he bowed sincerely and clasped his fists, joining the people in saluting.
Tuanzi on the horse had clear round eyes. She looked at the people without arrogance, but just smiled, and her bright smile was like the scorching sun today.
She was laughing, laughing at herself being gradually accepted by this land.
Jiang Jichen remained calm when faced with the people kneeling before the emperor.
His voice, combined with his inner strength, was extremely penetrating and penetrated into everyone's ears.
"The epidemic is not the work of this king alone."
"This king has returned today and will reward you according to your merits!"
As he said this, his eyes swept across Xie Yunshan in the crowd and fell on the carriage that had been motionless from beginning to end.
Reward according to merit?
Tuanzi blinked his eyes and took the lead in raising his little paw to ask for a reward, "An An wants to eat lotus seed soup!"
Jiang Jichen squeezed the horse's belly tightly, and smiled brightly with his strong eyebrows and eyes, "Okay!"
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Jiang An shook his head and said cheerfully, "Xie Xiaojiang, come on, let's go eat lotus seed soup~"
Xie Yunshan complained about the lotus seeds he had to pick with great effort, but he walked obediently towards the palace.
After that, rewards will be given according to merit.
The yamen runners of Chongzhou government office were rewarded by the governor Wen Shoushi, while the officers and soldiers in the army as well as the carpenters and embroiderers in the city were paid for by Jiang Jichen out of his own pocket.
Among all the titles, gold and silver, General Xie chose to continue living in the palace.
Jiang Tuanzi held her face in her arms and said in a sad tone, "Will the aunts really not abandon you?"
Xie Yunshan raised his chin, "My young master is so heroic, they are reluctant to let him go!"
Jiang An showed disdain on his face, "Eh~"
"Hey, what do you mean!"
Tuanzi: "If you treat me badly again, I will go find my father!"
With a backer, Jiang An put his hands on his hips and stared with eyes wide open, like a calf.
Xie Yunshan coughed lightly, retracted his bent fingers, and walked past Jiang An as if nothing had happened.
……
Mid-September is the harvest time.
The dark clouds that had been hanging over Chongzhou City for many days were diluted by the joy of the harvest, and the people went to the fields on the outskirts of the city in groups of three or four, chatting and laughing.
The governor also took off his official robe and went down to the fields to help the people harvest wheat.
The suburbs are full of life...
Tuanzi came twice, and as soon as he grabbed the sickle, his worried old father took him aside and made him stand.
Jiang Jichen held the knife in one hand and gathered his robe with the other, "Wait for Dad on the ridge of the field."
Jiang An frowned, "Dad, can you also harvest rice?"
The old father smiled proudly, straightened his back, and said without any modesty: "Your father can do anything!"
Hu Yan, who came with them, took Tuanzi's hand and laughed when he heard this.
His hand was shaken and the old fox lowered his head.
Tuanzi opened his round eyes and asked sincerely, "Was Dad this arrogant when he was a kid?"
Hu Yan raised his eyebrows, "When the prince was a child..."
"But it's very bad..."
Jiang Jichen had stopped him in the palace once, and at that time he thought that the gloomy child was going to beat him.
Jiang An pouted, obviously dissatisfied with Hu Yan's answer. She muttered, "Dad is the best!"
This year, Chongzhou’s autumn harvest lasted for a full month and a half, which is a record that has never been achieved in the past few decades.
The people cried with joy, "We won't have to go hungry this winter!"
The governor, whose eyes were also red, waved his hand and compiled this year's Chongzhou autumn scenery into a separate book and put it into the Chongzhou Records. On it were written the names of Jiang An, Xie Yunshan and others who had been infected during the epidemic...