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Chapter 149: Flying Fox Valley


"Childe, Ji Song has summoned Sanhuan to the palace to discuss matters, don't we wait for the exact news?"

The carriage was under the boulevard, and on the carriage, Qingji sat on a soft and comfortable mattress, and Yingtao drove the carriage in front.

Although it was faster to ride a horse, it was too hard to run long distances, so the two of them did not have to ride on horseback this time.

Qingji said: "No need, if it is agreed, it will take three or two pieces of effort."

If Ji Sun Yiru still can't do this, it will be useless for me to stay in Qufu.

However, in my opinion, the hope of success is at least seventy percent, when there is no monarch in the Lu country, the three huans are at odds with each other, Ji Sun Yiru wants the three huans to send troops to his fiefdom to eliminate the thieves, it is absolutely impossible, Ji Sun Yiru can't help them.

However, now they have one more monarch on their heads, although the power of this monarch is insignificant, but after all, he is the nominal monarch of the Lu State, and he has just ascended the throne, Sanhuan has always regarded himself as a loyal minister and a righteous man, even if it is to show the world, the first major event after the new monarch ascends the throne, they also have to make an appearance and echo it.

What's more, the Shumeng family thinks that they have the merit of supporting Ji Song, if they want to get closer to Ji Song, in the face of this major event, they have to make a gesture to make Ji Song feel that they support the monarch, otherwise they will try their best, and in the end they will not push Ji Song to Ji Sun Yiru's side Besides, if Zhan Nao rebelled, it would be disadvantageous to Sanhuan, it turned out that they had the psychology of Ji's competition and watching Ji's jokes.

Now that they want to show themselves in front of the world, and they also want to win over the new monarch to stand by their side, then this soldier will have to be sent if they don't send it. ” Ying Tao sighed: "What Childe said is that thinking about it this way, Ying Tao also feels that we have not bothered in vain to help him Ji Song ascend to the throne.

Yingtao originally thought that Gongzi was brave and unparalleled in the world, but he didn't expect it."

"I really didn't expect Qingji to be not only brave, but also quite resourceful, right?"

Qingji said, laughed, and asked: "What other news do you have?"

Ying Tao smiled and said, "Nothing else, but there is none."

Oh, by the way, Ji Song gave Kong Qiu the house where he lived, and also gave him two pretty palace maids as concubines, and people said that the new monarch was so courteous that he wanted to reuse Kong Qiu. ” "This is not unusual, he has just become a king, and he has no foundation of his own team, of course, he has to support a group of people to use him.

Well, I also sent a beautiful concubine to Confucius Confucius at this time, high-ranking officials have to do, horses have to ride, beauties are hugging, tonight must be the spirit of dragon horses, happy like a fairy, haha" "A saint is far from love", Qingji has always thought that this is a stinky.

Since the Han Dynasty, scholars have touted Confucius as a god, as if he has no worldly people's joys, sorrows, seven emotions and six desires, in fact, in Qingji's view, Confucius has been angry, happy, sad, hateful, and is a man of flesh and blood.

He was of high morals and outstanding learning, and his teachings had a profound impact on later generations, but it was not because of this that he became a so-called saint who was ruthless and desireless.

Confucius is the originator of feudal etiquette, the essence of feudal etiquette is the three outlines and five constants, of which male superiority and female inferiority is an important one, after all, the doctrine of the sage is also limited by the times, which has the essence and dross.

Historians have studied Confucius's eight generations of ancestors clearly, but they don't say that Confucius had several wives and concubines, and even his wife was divorced because she said a few words about him because she had no ability and couldn't support his family.

A carriage hurried past the Qingji carriage, kicking up dust all the way, and Intao reined in the reins of the horse to slow down the speed so as not to eat dirt along the way.

Qingji glanced at it, the car did not have a scaffolding, there were a few warriors sitting in the car, Qingji didn't care, casually put down the bamboo curtain, stretched his body, leaned on the seat and pretended to sleep, and his mind had flown back to Philadelphia Flying Fox Valley.

He naturally wouldn't have thought that the car he had just passed by was actually sent by Ji Song, the new monarch of Lu State, to find Ji Sun Xiaoman, and Ji Sun Xiaoman was in the Flying Fox Valley at the moment On the construction site in the middle of the Flying Fox Valley, people come and go.

Because of the natural walls at the mouth of the valley as a barrier, and the rest of the city was mostly built of timber and compacted earth, the construction speed was so fast that a majestic city was already beginning to take shape.

Uncle and grandson Shaoguang, accompanied by several leaders of craftsmen, walked slowly through the valley, listening to them explain the planning and design of each place.

After Qingji left, she did not follow Qingji's advice to stay in Jifu, but moved to Flying Fox Valley and participated in the construction of the city.

Since she came, Mrs.

Cheng Bi has not cared much about this new city, but every time she meets with the various stewards who came from the seaside salt field to visit, she concentrates on formulating the matters of unified production, transportation and marketing, so this Flying Fox City, although it is Mrs.

Cheng Bi who pays the money, but these artisan leaders now seem to regard their uncle and grandson Shaoguang as the person in charge of this new city.

There are more than a dozen large stove pits not far from the women's house, with large cauldrons on the pits, and a raging fire burning under the stoves, and in front of the women's house, there are rows of wooden shelves, on which are hung colorful clothes.

Ji Sun Xiaoman stood in front of a pot, twisted his face slightly to avoid the steaming heat rising from the pot, held a straightened wooden stick in both hands, stirred it in the pot, and then walked to the other pot to cast spells, so tired that she was sweating profusely, and her little face turned black and red.

After the last cauldron was stirred, Ji Sun Xiaoman threw the wooden stick into the pot, and gasped with his hands on his knees.

It's really hard, when I sneaked into this Flying Fox Valley, I originally wanted to catch the evidence of the slut and the slaves of the next family, so as to make her ruined, who knows Ji Sun Xiaoman raised his head, looked at the pieces of freshly washed clothes hanging on those hangers, and then looked at his hands that were so blistered that his fingers were wrinkled, and he wanted to cry without tears for a while: miscalculation, what a miscalculation, who knew that he had come to the valley to do things, and the slut actually didn't show up again, and when he inquired, that damn Yang Bin was actually sent by her to a different place on an errand.

I wanted to go, but I was a little unwilling, so I stayed in this valley for the time being and waited for the opportunity.

But the first two days were okay, with the uncle in charge who recruited her as a servant at the beginning, and the work in her hands was not heavy, but two days later, there was a Li Han Li in charge, this person was too fierce, his eyes were sharp, and he couldn't use an idler, and all the people were driven around by him.

So many clothes, she washed; Seven cauldrons of meals, she cooked.

The real eldest lady of the dignified Ji Sun family has been called to this point, really Wheat grains, bean leaves, and wild vegetables were boiling in the pot, and the smell wafted from the wind, mixed with the smell of fireworks.

Ji Sun Xiaoman coughed a few times, scolding Li Han's eight-generation ancestors in his heart, and his hatred for Mrs.

Cheng Bi became a little heavier.

She stretched out her little fist, pounded the willow waist that was about to break in the wind, picked up the wooden stick and was about to stir the pot, when several men who had just come down from the mountain to cut wood happened to pass by dragging the wood.

As soon as he sniffed the smell in the pot, a man said with a bitter face: "It's these things again, Miss Ai, can you change some tricks, I eat these things every day, and I'm about to vomit." ” Xiao Ai turned around and glared: "What do you want to eat, can I be busy working alone, besides, what else?"

Another slightly older man said: "Little Ai girl, you should cook dry rice more or less, stew a pot of vegetables, always the food is stirred together, salty is not fragrant, light is difficult to swallow, and the wheat grains are always not cooked badly, and the stomach hurts when you eat it." ” Xiao Ai's little face was like a bun: "Uncle, I don't want to, but look at it, I wash the clothes over there, I wash the clothes every morning, and cook after washing the clothes, so many people's food, I can't be busy alone, how can I have the effort to stew vegetables alone, the wheat grains can't be cooked, and I can't blame me, you don't like the rice, then don't eat the first pot." ” Another man said: "You are tired, we are not tired, you don't wash the wheat grains, it tastes like sand or soil, all the teeth, and the clothes, I will put it on my body after you wash it, hey, such a big piece of mud is still on it, where do you wash it, soak it in the water and hang it up." ” Ji Sun Xiaoman's face turned a little dark, jumped up and said: "I'm not your woman, why do I want to wash you so clean, why do I want to cook your food so fragrant, Miss Ben is waiting for you like this, you can be content."

If you are not satisfied, find a few more people in charge of Li. ” "Hey, hey", the man squeezed his eyebrows and laughed: "If you are really my woman, I am not willing to let you work so hard, I must wait for you comfortably every day, Miss Xiao Ai, I really haven't married a wife, are you willing to marry me?"

Ji Sun Xiaoman smirked, stared at him and said, "This girl is willing to marry, you have to dare to marry." ” The man straightened his chest and said, "If you don't dare to marry, if you agree, my Erniu will immediately go to Aunt Yang Wang to ask for your family." ” At this moment, Uncle Sun Shaoguang led several artisan leaders over, and when he saw this situation, he shouted: "If you don't do things, what are you doing here?"

Ji Sun Xiaoman only saw his uncle and grandson shake his face a few times when he was young, and the female college changed eighteen, and now she is dressed like this, but she is not afraid that she will recognize it, but as soon as she came, Ji Sun Xiaoman still subconsciously lowered his head.

At this time, Li Han was supervising the construction of the lookout on the peaks of the four mountains, and he was not by the side of the eldest lady, so he complained to her about his bitterness, and the uncle and grandson shook the light to look at the clothes hanging on the rows of wooden racks, and then looked at the seven steaming cauldrons, and frowned slightly: "How does Li Han do things, so many jobs are only done by one person." ” She looked at Ji Sun Xiaoman's thin body, and said with some pity: "Little girl, it's really hard for you."

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When I got back, I asked Li Han to call a few more people to make the food more delicious."

In fact, Ji Sun Xiaoman is not a few years younger than her, but her uncle and grandson are dressed in graceful and luxurious clothes, but she is dressed in tattered clothes similar to men's clothes, and she looks like a boy who has not grown up.

Ji Sun Xiaoman lowered his head and answered vaguely, and a craftsman leader next to him scolded: "I don't understand the rules, and I haven't thanked the eldest lady." ” Ji Sun Xiaoman's identity is not lower than that of his uncle and grandson, and he didn't want to salute her, but he was scolded at this time, and he was afraid that his identity would be recognized, so he had to reluctantly give a salute and muttered: "If you add two more people, I'm afraid it won't satisfy them."

There were too many people, and the meals were cooked separately, which took even longer, and seven or eight more large stove pits had to be built. ” "Haha, what's so difficult about this, give me two days of work, I'll solve these problems."

Hearing this, Ji Sun Xiaoman and his uncle shook their bodies at the same time, and their four eyes turned to the person who spoke.

Uncle Sun Shaoguang had already lost his voice and shouted: "Qing, it turned out to be the Yang steward, you are back." ” "Yes, Yang Bin is back and has seen Miss Uncle Sun."

Qingji stepped forward, shook his head to his uncle and grandson, and looked up at her deeply.

Uncle Sun shook his face and became a little ruddy: "The Yang steward came back just in time, these new city buildings, there are some things to discuss with you, you come with me." ” "Yes," Qingji replied and walked after her.

Uncle and grandson Shaoguang walked in front with joy, and forcibly restrained himself from looking back at him, but his long legs moved, and his waist was swinging, and in addition to being solemn, he couldn't help but bring out a little tempting flattery, which was naturally for the sweetheart behind him.

When the leaders of the craftsmen saw that the lumberjacks were still standing there, they reprimanded: "What are you doing in a daze, if you don't work quickly, and if you dare to be lazy, be careful to deduct your wages." ” Ji Sun Xiaoman looked at Qingji's back, and his heart was excited: "This time, the bitterness is not in vain, this guy comes back, my chance has come, but I don't know if Cheng Bi will meet him in this valley, if he still goes back to live in the house at night, how can I get in" Thinking of this, Ji Sun Xiaoman frowned distressedly, and there was a mushy smell of rice sticking to the pot in the wind, and she didn't smell it To be continued: