Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 22 Xu Xingzhi: I Give Gifts to the People
Xu Mansion.

"Xingzhi, good news!"

A middle-aged scholar, dressed in official robes, hurried to Xu Xingzhi's study.

"Zijing, what brings you here today?"

When Xu Xingzhi saw the person coming, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

He put down the wolf hair brush, stopped practicing calligraphy, and started greeting people.

Being unemployed at home for a month made him realize the fickleness of the world.

The tea is cold before the person leaves.

He was still a doctor in the Seed Selection Department, but none of his subordinates came to visit him. They all became followers of the Ninth Prince.

On the contrary, Lu Zijing came to visit him several times.

Let Xu Xingzhi see clearly who his good friend is.

"Xingzhi, I admire your skills in cultivating your Qi."

"With such a big thing happening, you can still calm down and practice calligraphy."

Xu Xingzhi was stunned by Lu Zijing's words.

"What happened?"

"Xingzhi, don't you know?"

"Your Majesty, the three prime ministers, and all the ministers, please come to the Seed Selection Department in person."

Your Majesty, the three prime ministers and all the ministers, have all gone to the Seed Selection Department?
Xu Xingzhi's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt that something was wrong.

What does it mean that this doctor from the Seed Selection Department is not in the Seed Selection Department?

Xu Xingzhi's body shook and trembled slightly, as if a disaster was about to happen.

regret!

So sorry!

If I had known this earlier, I would have retired and returned home.

I have offended Your Majesty, the three prime ministers and all the ministers today. I am afraid it will be difficult for me to retire and return home.

But Lu Zijing's next words pulled Xu Xingzhi out of hell and back to the clouds.

"Xingzhi, today you are selecting the seed department, and you are showing off your prestige in front of all the dignitaries."

"His Highness the Ninth Prince presented Holy Emperor Rice, which yielded 700 kilograms per mu. This is truly an auspicious omen!"

"what?"

"The yield per mu is 700 kilograms!"

Xu Xingzhi's face was filled with astonishment, and his eyes were filled with horror.

The lake of the heart seemed to be stirred by a pair of invisible giant hands, causing huge waves.

Isn’t His Highness the Ninth Prince planting rice that cannot produce ears of rice?

How come the yield per mu suddenly reached 700 kilograms?
Xu Xingzhi was puzzled!
I can't understand it at all!
"Yes, all the nobles saw it."

"Ninth Prince naturally deserves the most credit, but as the doctor in charge of the Seed Selection Department, you will definitely receive some of the benefits."

"That's it!"

Xu Xingzhi stood up suddenly, and his movement was so big that he knocked over the memorial on the table.

The fallen memorial was opened, revealing the three words "beg for my bones".

Apart from the title, the content is empty.

Xu Xingzhi spent a month writing the petition begging for his bones to be buried, and only wrote three words: "begging for his bones to be buried."

When Lu Zijing saw the petition begging for his remains, he was stunned.

"Xingzhi, you want to beg for your life? That's not possible. You are..."

Without waiting for Lu Zijing to finish his words, Xu Xingzhi picked up the memorial and laughed.

"Don't worry, Zijing. I'm just writing this for fun."

"At sixty, I'm at the age where I should be able to achieve great things. Why would I want to retire?"

As he said this, Xu Xingzhi threw the memorial into the brazier.

sizzle-

It soon burned to ashes.

After chatting for a while, the two saw Lu Zijing off.

Xu Xingzhi calmed down and took out his farming heritage.

The farm inheritance that he once regarded as a treasure was thrown heavily to the ground by him.

"What do I need you for?"

"What do I need you for?"

"I have studied you my entire life, but I am still no match for His Majesty the Ninth Prince."

"Ugh--"

Xu Xingzhi paced back and forth in the study.

Sometimes he sighs, sometimes he frowns, sometimes he is beaming with joy, and sometimes he is worried.

If you have never seen it, it is hard to imagine that a person's expression can be so colorful.

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Xingzhi finally showed a resolute expression, made a decision, and strode out of the study.

"Madam, bring out my Yunzhongzui."

Mrs. Xu was curious when she saw her husband rushing to get drunk in the clouds.

"It's been brewing for thirty years, but you still can't bear to drink it?" "Why did you change your mind today?"

"I'm not drinking it, I'm going to give a gift to His Majesty the Ninth Prince."

Xu Xingzhi shook his head and said something that shocked Mrs. Xu.

Giving gifts?

My husband, who is so stupid, also knows how to give gifts?

She touched Xu Xingzhi's forehead, her eyes filled with concern and worry.

"Husband, you are not sick."

"Don't worry, ma'am, I'm fine."

"Didn't you always disdain gifts before? Why are you so…"

"Ma'am, you don't know."

"I naturally disdain to give gifts to those despicable people."

"But today is different. I am giving gifts for the well-being of the people."

Xu Xingzhi is upright and honest.

Mrs. Xu saw that her husband had gotten rid of his previous dejection and regained his former strong character.

He wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes and smiled with relief.

……

Ninth Prince's Mansion.

When Fang Heng returned to the mansion.

Red knots are hung on the stone lions at the door.

The entire Ninth Prince's Mansion was decorated with lights and colorful decorations.

Led by Yun Menglan, they led all the maids, eunuchs and guards in the mansion.

They knelt in two rows and bowed deeply to Fang Heng.

"We sincerely welcome the prince back to his residence."

Seeing this magnificent scene, Fang Heng felt a sense of heroism in his heart.

"Get up."

"Everyone will be rewarded with ten ounces of silver."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The roar of mountains and seas echoed in the mansion.

Everyone is smiling and the atmosphere is very lively.

"Auntie Yun, get some good wine and have a drink with me."

"Understood, Your Majesty!"

"The word 'Prince' sounds nice, say it a few more times."

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Yun Menglan's elegant and dignified voice echoed in her ears.

Fang Heng felt so comfortable, as if he was sitting on the clouds.

Your Majesty, this is a great title!
"Your Majesty, I offer you a toast."

Yun Menglan picked up the wine glass, and the amber wine reflected the brilliance in her beautiful eyes.

Fang Heng didn't take the wine glass, but laughed.

"This wine glass is inappropriate!"

"Then I will go and change..."

As soon as Yun Menglan stood up, she realized that her soft waist was being held domineeringly by Fang Heng.

With a gentle embrace, the tall and plump body fell into Fang Heng's arms.

Fang Heng looked down at the beauty in his arms, her eyes and eyebrows were gentle, and the distant mountains were indigo.

The moon-white palace dress reveals her graceful and exquisite curves.

Compared with a young girl, she has a more mature and plump appearance.

Yun Menglan, who is thirty years old, is in the best time of a woman's life.

Yun Menglan was a little stunned, as if she had not expected Fang Heng to attack suddenly.

"How can a wine glass compare to your little mouth, Aunt Yun?"

Fang Heng's tone was full of ambiguity. He stretched out his index finger and put it on Yun Menglan's pink lips.

Yun Menglan's eyes trembled slightly, her pretty face flushed, and she was as beautiful as peach blossoms in February.

I didn't expect that I would be teased by the boy I watched grow up.

She didn't resist either.

She is His Highness's personal maid.

She knew it when Concubine Ning bestowed it upon His Highness.

Sooner or later, my body will belong to His Highness.

(End of this chapter)