Troubled Times Survival Raiders

"Mingyan," Jia Shengde asked softly, leaning back on the chair and closing his eyes, "how long has it been since you married Xia Niang?"

The man who squeezed his shoulders froze for a moment, and after confirming that he hadn't opened his eyes, he replied: "Father, the year of the exam was the 11th year of Xuanqing, four, no, five years ago."

"Five years, it's really fast." Jia Shengde finally opened his eyes slowly, his seemingly cloudy eyes burst out with a shrewd expression, "But it's so fast, what's the use, year after year, it's still not the same .”

The man finally walked around in front of him. Hearing these seemingly meaningful remarks, he didn't dare to speak easily, so he could only bury his body and beat his legs.

However, Jia Shengde did not intend to let him go easily, and still asked at a leisurely pace: "Did you let go of Taixue's remarks?"

The man raised his head subconsciously, stunned.

"Do you think you are helping the King of Chu?" Jia Shengde asked softly.

"Boy... I know I'm wrong!" The man clenched his teeth, knelt down beside Jia Shengde, and kowtowed hard, "Those people, those people's sweet words, I was fooled by lard for a while!"

Facts have also proved that the initiative of these people harmed the king of Chu, at least, from their point of view.

Jia Shengde did not appear angry at all, he was still calm, as if talking heart-to-heart, "Mingyan, you have been with me for five years, don't you know what kind of temper I am?"

Ming Yan closed his eyes in despair, kowtowed like a pounding garlic, and only murmured: "I beg my lord to give you another chance!"

"What I hate the most in my life are fools who pretend to be smart." Jia Shengde seemed to be unable to bear it, and stopped looking at him, with compassion in his voice.

Ming Yan has collapsed into a ball of soft mud on the ground.Jia Shengde clapped his hands lightly, and then a guard entered the door without a sound.

"Uncle is seriously ill and can't get off the ground. Help him to the backyard to rest. Please invite a doctor." He ordered slowly.Mingyan's eyes widened in despair, Jia Shengde stood up slowly, walked to his side, and closed his eyes. "For the sake of you doing a good thing for me, it won't be too uncomfortable."

"What is Xia Niang doing?" He walked to the door, seemingly casually asking.

The servant girl replied: "Miss is cutting clothes for Mr. Xiao Lang."

Jia Shengde smiled slowly, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

It is normal for personnel to change in the imperial court. Every three years, there will be an influx of Jinshi, veteran officials begging for bones, and new recruits who have been selected by the Ministry of Rites to enter the Sixth Ministry.It's just that these are mostly regular. It's rare to suddenly be unable to afford a serious illness and pray for an official position.

It's just that this time the Ministry of Officials was a little surprised when they received a letter from Zhou Rubin, the minister of the Ministry of War, begging for illness.Not to mention that this lord is in his prime of life, there is no reason for heavy troops silently.His other identity is of concern - he is the protégé and son-in-law of Prime Minister Jia Shengde Jia.

Prime Minister Jia approved the paper with a sad face, and wrote a letter to refute him. The officials of the Ministry of Officials saw that he was indeed much older, so they stopped asking, and handed the paper to His Majesty as usual.

Emperor Jianning was busy reciting poems and painting, and didn't have the mind to worry about it. After reading the notes approved by Prime Minister Jia, he ordered people to deliver medicinal materials, as usual.

As time passed, most of the officials quickly forgot that this once prominent man in a high position at a young age had only colluded with him in private to protect the King of Chu's colleagues who looked at Jia Shengde with a smile on his face with trepidation, while at that time The colleagues who passed the message disappeared one by one.

This day is the once-a-day rest of the Charity Hall.Wu Muhao greeted his mother and saw his younger sister, so he asked someone to get his horse ready, "I'm going to the outskirts of the city to get some air!"

After staying in the palace for ten days, he only felt more uncomfortable than the ten years he was born.You have to go out and walk around and relax.

Wu Muhao drove lightly and went straight to his Zhuangzi in the suburbs.

At the time of the Spring Society, there are many tourists walking in the spring.Wu Muhao had no intention of competing with them for the spring scenery, so he went far away to the field.Wu Muhao became a feudal clan at the age of ten. For five years, he has personally managed the fief and inspected the farms from time to time. Many farmers recognize him.

Looking and watching, he suddenly noticed a person.

The man was wearing a long gown that was not old, and his hair was tied up. He looked like a scholar, but he was talking with a farmer in a short coat.The farmer talked eloquently, and the student nodded from time to time, listening intently.

"That's interesting." Wu Muhao muttered, "Let's go up and listen."

This person is naturally Shen Yu.

After Shen Yu got his father's approval, he made up his mind to take care of his grandfather, study hard and make progress, and at the same time, talked with Yunong people, thinking about how to improve farm tools.

While talking, he also discovered something, which was told by the farmer.The seeds that the government lends to farmers are all old grains for planting. Even in the fertile fields of dignitaries and dignitaries, the harvest is limited.but he had heard

What if... what if good seeds can be artificially produced?For example, beans are resistant to drought, and wheat is resistant to cold. If the technology of transplanting flowers and fruits is applied to these... No, it is not necessary, as long as it can improve the seed harvest, it will be very good.Of course, these are just ideas, and the most urgent task is to make a farm tool that can help transplant rice seedlings.

"What an interesting scholar." Wu Muhao chuckled after hearing their conversation come to an end.

When the farmer saw him, he immediately bowed his head and said, "His Royal Highness the King of Chu!"

Wu Muhao waved his hand, "I don't want to disturb others, so there is no need to be polite."

Shen Yu had heard of this name a long time ago, but it was a little unbelievable at first sight.This prince who has many rumors is so young, wearing riding clothes, leading a horse, and smiling like a vigorous young man.

Shen Yu was taken aback for a moment, then finally remembered and bent over to salute. "Student Shen Yu has seen His Highness the King of Chu, and she was rude just now. Please forgive me."

"You are a high school student, why did you come here?" Wu Muhao became even more interested when he heard this.He always thought that Taixue was a bunch of rigid old scholars, but he didn't expect there to be such unexpected young people.

"Take a rest today." Shen Yu replied.

Wu Muhao was still waiting for his explanation, but he didn't expect that he had already finished his answer.Hugh Mu, naturally, he can do whatever he wants, and he can go wherever he wants.Wu Muhao almost laughed out loud.

Shen Yu didn't know how much the prince heard, and he didn't understand whether he was kind or malicious towards him. He didn't want to know where the interest in those eyes came from.

The farmer next to him seemed to be unable to stand it any longer. He hesitated and hesitated, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Please don't make things difficult for Mr. Shen, Mr. Mr. is here to... help us transform our farm tools."

"Reform farm tools?" Wu Muhao blinked quickly a few times, putting aside his playful thoughts, "Really, do you have any ideas?"

Seeing that he was serious, Shen Yu replied truthfully: "For example, making a small boat, on which farmers can sit when planting seedlings... It's just an idea now."

Wu Muhao bowed to him solemnly. "It was me who was rude just now. At your age and a student, you can value agriculture so much. I should admire you."

"Don't dare to be a prince." Shen Yu shook her head, "Students can't guarantee anything, after all, they put their studies first, and I don't know when they can make it. However, even if it takes a long time, they will try their best."

It's hard to say how much Shen Yu likes His Royal Highness the King of Chu, who has caused several disputes in the family, but seeing that the other party is polite and respectful to the farmers, she feels that her prejudice is a little bit

In the end, when Wu Muhao asked him his birth name and left him a wooden sign saying, "If you have something to do, you can send a message to my house." Shen Yu even liked him a little bit.

Such a prince...doesn't blame his father for saying those rebellious things for him?

Wu Muhao was in a good mood when he met a talkative little friend, and even went back to the palace the next day to see His Highness the Crown Prince.

"I just want to learn riding and archery." Wu Junyi said.He had just transcribed a melody, and it was the time when he was restless. "Xianbei Nu may attack at any time, the rebel army has not subsided yet, Gu is so powerless, if he gets involved in a war, how can he protect himself?"

When he was taken care of by Shen Yu among the people, Wu Junyi didn't feel anything, but when he personally looked through the history books and memorials, saw the tragic conditions of those children, and compared what he saw along the way, he was horrified-if Shen Yu didn't take care of him, nothing would happen. What will happen to him who has the ability to survive?

"Your words cannot be heard by the courtiers." Wu Muhao was still copying the copybook carefully, and echoed a few words.

Wu Junyi had already dismissed the eunuchs and maids serving in the palace, leaving only the two of them. "Of course Gu knows, that's why I only tell you!"

The King of Chu leisurely finished his homework before replying, "Now we have a good opportunity."

"What?" Wu Junyi thought for a long time, "You mean, the draft, or... Prime Minister Jia's son-in-law begging for illness?"

Fortunately, there were no major events in court recently, so he was able to think of the latter matter.

"It's not Zhou Rubin begging for illness, but the vacancy of the Minister of the Ministry of War." The King of Chu tapped the words he just copied with his fingertips.It happens to be a first word.

Wu Junyi seemed to understand a bit, frowned and asked, "You want me to recommend Mr. Deng?"

Deng Xian was originally the main general who fought against Xianbei. He was brave and good at fighting and made countless contributions. He was honored as "Grandpa Deng" by Xianbei people.However, if you make great achievements, you will be threatened by the master. Emperor Jianning and Deng Xian clashed several times, but they all broke up unhappy.Especially when Emperor Jianning wanted to proclaim Nanliang and Daiguo, which were established with Xianbei, Deng Xian fought hard and was eventually dismissed.

"It's not realistic for you to learn riding and archery, but there is a chance to learn the art of war. For the defense of the north, the courtiers are about to write a letter to ask Deng Xian to recover. Your majesty can't bear this face. But if it were you, I think it would be fine." Wu Muhao said slowly.

The King of Chu is a 15-year-old prince, and he already has the right to attend the court. Compared with the prince, the court's information is naturally better.

"Father won't be angry with me?" Wu Junyi asked back.

"He will only think that you have solved his urgent need."

Wu Junyi was silent for a while. "Then what happened to Zhou Rubin, do you know?"

King Chu shrugged. "I don't know why I'm sick, but it's true that I'm sleeping in bed, and I don't know about personnel."

This person doesn't know four words, he can summarize many things, and he can also cover up many things.Wu Junyi rubbed his eyebrows and gave up thinking about it.He suddenly realized that they had missed a crucial point.

"What if... Mr. Deng doesn't want to return to court?"

King Chu was silent for a while, narrowing his eyes. "That depends on how loyal he is to Da Qi."