After Dressing Up As a Princess, Engaged In Infrastructure Construction

It's raining.

Zhe Qing didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly ran out to see.

At this time, there was no advice to be careful not to catch a cold in the rain. Everyone fell into ecstasy. The eldest of Qin Tianjian was soaked wet, stumbled into the palace and shouted: "Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess. , it's raining, it's raining."

Zhe Qing also got wet in the rain and said with a smile, "Yeah, it's raining."

Emperor Yu stood under the porch where the old **** was always there, stretched out his hand to touch the rain, and clicked his tongue, "My son can't hold his breath, it's just a little rain."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing out loud, "Hahaha—thief god, it's finally raining, just a little rain, look at what you're doing, it's going to be bigger, it's going to be bigger-"

Zhe Qing also shouted: "Go bigger, go bigger—"

The eunuchs and maids also began to shout: "Go bigger!"

Everyone was so happy, but not long after they were happy, they saw an umbrella appearing on their heads, and Zong Tong had dutifully raised the umbrella.

Zhe Qing: "…"

She accused: "A Tong, I taught you, don't do to others what you don't want to do to others, you don't have an umbrella yourself."

Zongtong: "No matter how long the rain is, the minister will not catch a cold."

Zhe Qing: "…"

Okay, don't get wet if you don't get wet, lest you get really sick and delay a lot of things.

She made a gesture of "I'm going back" to Emperor Yu in the rain. Emperor Yu nodded, but he couldn't hold back in the end. He took one step, another step, and the rain finally hit him. That happy feeling really made me He never forgets.

- May the gods bless the kingdom of Yu, there will be no more droughts and floods, and the people of Li will enjoy peace forever.

…

When it rains, the farmers are the happiest.

Their way of expressing joy is also different from others. Others either recite poetry in the rain, sing in the rain, or dance with their hands, but they alone pick up their hoes and start to go out to dig the ground.

Sing folk songs while digging.

That's right, I didn't know where the wind was blowing before. The farmers sang folk songs when they were idle, mainly to sing the pain in their hearts and their prayers for rain.

Don't tell me, the pain in my heart was originally bitter, but when I sing, it is no longer bitter, and the suffocation in my heart is released, which is very effective. Some people like to sing and some don't.

For example, the old peasant who was brought to Chaozhou by Zhang Hu’s master and apprentice is a taciturn person. He digs the ground with others in the rain, which is his greatest expression of joy.

The neighbor next to him knew that he was a reserved person, and that he had suffered so much that he had no mood to enjoy, so he sighed, and then happily said: "Doctor Zhang Hu is afraid that he is going to come back, and I heard that Jin Guo gave an order. , No one should stop Doctor Yu from returning to Yu."

This is already the default thing. Nowadays, who doesn't say that Yu doctor is virtuous, and who doesn't say that Jin doctor and Qi doctor are willing to die.

"I heard from our doctor in Chaozhou that we are going to set up a medical organization for the six countries. It is a treatment organization that does not distinguish between national borders and identities, just like the plague in Jin this time. As long as something happens in another country, this organization will What kind of humanitarian relief will be carried out, and medicines and doctors can be delivered to rescue soldiers."

"In normal times, they would cooperate with aristocratic families, etc., and let them donate medicines and silver to maintain the basic operation of this organization."

In fact, the farmers don't know what it means. The storyteller said there. When he went to buy a hoe, he listened there, but he didn't understand what he needed to think about - for example, what is basic operation, He didn't quite understand.

But this didn't delay him babbling out, and summed up the gist: This organization is very good.

The rich donate money, the poor form a small team, and everyone farms happily together.

He just thought, "You said, can't we form the Six Nations Farmers' Organization?"

The old farmer didn't speak. He continued to wave his **** and nodded lightly, indicating that he had listened and agreed. The neighbors were familiar with his temperament, and did not want him to speak, but said, "I really think it is feasible, you say, should I go and talk to the county magistrate?"

The old peasant didn't talk to him, but the people next to him laughed, "-Other people's organizations save lives and help the wounded, what does our organization do? Are we going to go planting rice and digging fields with others? Wake up."

The crowd burst into laughter.

The neighbors were not annoyed, and said seriously: "Then don't trudge through mountains and rivers, and I will ask you, we are the only villagers, and we form a team of hoeing the land, a team of planting rice, and others who do chores, put us in the village. Will it be faster to do things together than to do it individually?”

He proposed this idea, but everyone laughed and said, "Whose land should be hoeed first, and whose seedlings will be planted? The time for spring planting is very tight, but there is no time to take turns one by one."

It is. The neighbor thought about it seriously, and finally he was unwilling. He hid this thought in his heart and said in his heart: I will try it one day.

Just thinking about it, I saw my daughter-in-law running over and shouted, "Quick, go back, Dr. Zhang Hu and his master are back."

This is also said to the old farmer. The old farmer was stunned for a moment, then his face brightened with joy, and he said cautiously, "Doctor Zhang is here."

He carried his **** and went back with the neighbors. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that there were not only two people in the house, but a five- or six-year-old boy.

He paused, and saw the boy doll also looking over, the two looked at each other, and quickly moved away.

Zhang Hu was about to go on his way later, so he told the old farmer very frankly, and told the boy doll's life experience again, "His mother directly hit me in front of my eyes, so I don't care, but you know, I I ran around with Master and brought a child, it was inconvenient, so I thought of you."

The old farmer didn't really listen. There was a pile of slurries in his mind. He heard that he was going to raise the child with him, and he felt a little happy and a little scared. In the end, he didn't hear what Zhang Hu said, he just said, "Okay."

He raises.

Zhang Hu heaved a sigh of relief and said, "In this way, I am relieved."

He left behind food and clothes, and had some money, and said, "We're going back this year, and we'll see you later."

Seeing that they didn't even eat, the old farmer wanted to keep him, but he didn't know how to say it, but Zhang Hu's master said next to him: "This child, you keep it, it's yours."

The old peasant was sluggish again.

When he came back to his senses, there was no one in the yard, as if no one had ever been here, but in the yard, there was another boy who looked at him timidly.

The old farmer swallowed, "What's your name?"

In fact, Zhang Hu just said it, but he made a fuss and didn't remember it at all.

The boy doll said, "It's called Xizhu."

Wash pigs?

What is this weird name?

The boy doll said, "It's a playful play, a pearl of jewelry."

The old farmer was inexplicably nervous. He couldn't read or understand.

After a long pause, he said after a discussion, "I can't remember, do you have a nickname?"

The boy doll paused, pinched the corner of his clothes and bowed his head, "No."

The old farmer thought for a while, "Then call you little pig?"

Anyway, there seems to be a "pig" behind the name.

He rubbed his hands nervously, pointed to the pig in the pigpen and said, "It's that pig."

In fact, the names of his first three sons are not very good, and his naming is a bit bad.

Boy Doll: "…"

also.

A Niang said, a cheap name is easy to support.

So I started to pack things for the old farmer. The old farmer didn't want him to do it, he just kept wiping the bed and kitchen utensils with the rainwater he had just caught.

Because there is no water, the kitchen utensils are also very dirty.

He recently learned some knowledge passed down by doctors of Yu and the imperial court. He said that he should wash his hands, especially the kitchenware, otherwise he would get sick after eating.

He kept washing and brushing, sweating a lot, and his hands were very cold in winter. Then he turned his head and saw that the child covered his hands with a hot towel.

"Master, take a break, I'll do the rest."

This sentence, the old man, almost didn't call the old farmer's tears, and then he didn't react for a while, and saw that the child had already taken the brush in his hand and started to wash the dishes.

The old farmer quickly grabbed the brush and said, "I'll come, I'll come."

The child had nothing to do, moved a stool next to him, and started washing the sweet potatoes. The old farmer said, "I won't eat sweet potatoes today. Doctor Zhang Hu gave me rice. Let's cook it today."

After he finished speaking, he hurried to cook again, but he forgot to wash the dishes, so the boy sat down, rolled up his sleeves and started to wash the dishes.

This time, the old farmer didn't rush to do it. He was washing rice, and the speed slowly slowed down.

Slow down, slow down, slow down again, and finally the teardrops fell into the rice water and went to the pot with him. When he was eating, at a certain moment, he felt that he had eaten the salty tears of his tears.

Xu is a hundred flavors in the world, and it is exactly like that.

…

"I heard that on that day, Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess said to God that there was going to be rain, so it rained."

Chaozhou, on New Year's Eve, Mr. Storyteller did not rest, he slowly finished a cup of tea and said, "This matter was not made up by the little old man, but was written by the historian in the palace."

The people below listened with excitement, and when they heard what the historian said, they immediately urged: "Come on, tell me, what's going on?"

The storyteller exaggerated the matter a bit and said, "Don't you know that when Her Royal Highness saw that it was not raining, she pointed at God and cursed—"

He said it above, and there were several people from other countries laughing, "Is this word used to fool fools, this Yu Kingdom's historian is really... It really doesn't have the spirit of a historian."

One said, "Yeah, no other emperor dares to make up such nonsense, only the imperial concubine of the Kingdom of Yu dares to add any miracle to herself, that is, she can deceive this group of stupid people. ."

"Hey, didn't you realize that the people of the Yu Kingdom were deceived and arranged?"

"How to say?"

"Yumin... Foolish people—"

"Hahahaha, what Brother Xi said is very, very true."

The man who was called Brother Xi made a good look at his companions, stood up, and asked the storyteller in a loud voice, "You're wrong—if this rain is Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess. I begged, so why did Her Royal Highness wait until now? So many people died before, why didn’t Her Royal Highness ask for rain? Isn’t she the most sympathetic to the people?”

Mr. Storyteller laughed and said: "I don't need to answer this, and the gentlemen below can also answer you."

"I'm here, I'm here, people today don't have any common sense." A man who was squatting on melon seeds sighed and said, "It's a certainty that it will rain this day. Another word, God's way. There is a fixed number - do you think this fixed number can be changed by Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess? The rain is a matter of heaven, and even the emperor himself can't change it."

"Furthermore, this person must go through birth, old age, sickness and death. This is reincarnation. Her Royal Highness is now a human being, and she has to participate in reincarnation. She would not be able to easily intervene in the affairs of heaven and earth, otherwise she would say no to the drought. When people die, she says she won't die, isn't this disturbing the order of heaven?"

"Yeah, Her Royal Highness can only discuss with God. It's been a year of drought, don't be too long. No, it will be a year of drought, and then there will be no drought."

The person who stabbed was speechless, and the surrounding Yu Min was also speechless.

A bunch of people despised these Yumins for being too stupid, and Yumin despised them for being too stupid. So they looked at each other and hated each other, and Yu Min said, "Are you going?"

The man: "Why?"

Yu Min: "The disgust on your face is overflowing. What are you doing here? But this is the place of the Yu Kingdom, our place. You don't like it. Are we going? Naturally, you are going."

Don't they think they can't tell that this person has a Yan accent?

It's really bad luck for the New Year's Eve.

In fact, they can hear a lot of voices this year. It is said that Her Royal Highness is a goddess, can't you tell the people in the sky that it will rain?

After talking too much, there is a certain theory in the market, and everyone thinks it is very reasonable.

Reincarnation has its own order, and the way of heaven also has its own set number. They only live well under a certain number.

After the people left, the man who ate the melon seeds couldn't help but said, "These people from other countries are just like white-eyed wolves that are not well raised. Our sweet potatoes from Yu Kingdom feed them, feed them, and sell seedlings. Plant it for them, otherwise, because of this year's drought, do they want to live? They should die early."

"Yeah, the drought in the past, who is like us, you don't have to leave your hometown, you don't have to starve to death, it's just a little bit hard - actually, it's not hard. This year my children went to school and went to kindergarten - you said, this It can be considered a three-year-old enlightenment, right?"

So they praised again, talking about this year and next year.

Tomorrow will be the New Year's Day, so of course it is about the meeting of the people in the coming year. Everyone said one sentence to another, saying the benefits you want, and one said: "I think our coal mining injuries have too little insurance coverage. Did you mention it last year?"

"No, why didn't I hear it?"

"So it's going to be mentioned this year, right?"

"I want to mention it - do you know why I didn't mention it last year? Chaozhou was unstable last year, and we were going to fight, so we didn't prepare well, so that the last person sent, do you know who it was?"

"who is it?"

"That's... That family, you know, it's his slutty son, what can he suggest thinking of us?" The melon seed eater said angrily, "He didn't even understand the word Yu at the time. , just because he was the son of a coal mine owner, he was selected. Didn't Master Gu go to the border at that time? I didn't check."

"Ah—it turns out to be like this, no wonder our coal miners in Chaozhou have not approved many proposals."

The man who ate the melon seeds said, "Although I didn't mention it, if the things proposed by workers in other states pass, we will also receive benefits."

"However, the situation in each state is different. For example, the coal mine in Chaozhou is very easy to kill people. We don't need compensation. If someone dies, even more compensation is useless. Hey, so ah , we must have safer mining tools, just like there are better looms in Xuzhou now, and the improvement year by year is great. But here, we haven't changed the coal mining tools for a long time. ?"

Someone said: "It's hard to change it, we dig coal, but the big guy is different from the loom."

The man slapped the seeds again and said, "Let's see if we can't change it or not, but are these things... are they in our vital interests? Anyway, we need to bring them up."

"But the coal miners won't mention it to us. I propose that we must elect representatives to speak for us this year."

"That's right, we agree."

So the more I talked, the more excited I became, so I waited for the New Year and suggested myself to the court.

…

"Your Highness, we knew we were wrong."

As soon as those people who were thorns in the Chaozhou Storytelling House went back, they were called aside by the little eunuch. They looked at each other and knew that what they had done was told to the Eighteenth Prince, and knelt down and said, "His Royal Highness. , we just listened to them blowing too much, so we couldn't help but refute a few words."

"Then you have succeeded in refuting?" A person who could not pick out a single flaw in his appearance raised his head and said with a slight smile, "Huh?"

Guard Xi shook his head and said, "No, they are too stupid to refute the minister and others."

The eighteenth prince of the Yan Kingdom, Ke Di said, "Then do you guys refute it again?"

Guard Xi shook his head, "No."

He said, "We don't want to waste our time with stupid people."

Ke Di laughed, "That's why you are not as good as this hall. At least this hall will waste your words with you."

As soon as these words were said, the guards Xi and others turned pale, knowing that a few of them went out to offend the Highness, so they bowed their heads and said, "My ministers are convicted, please punish Your Highness."

Ke Di snorted, "Then go down and ask for thirty sticks."

Thirty sticks... Guard Xi breathed a sigh of relief and stepped back.

On the contrary, the little **** who was beside Ke Di said angrily, "These people are so nasty, they dare to go out privately and cause trouble for you, Your Highness."

Ke Di laughed and said, "I am a person who was sent to Yu Kingdom to be with relatives. Naturally, they are not afraid of me."

The little **** felt sad, "You are His Majesty's younger brother, he... he..."

In the end, he didn't dare to speak ill of Emperor Yan, but it was not worth doing for his own prince. After a while, he felt the need to persuade the master to accept his fate, and said, "His Royal Highness has a good appearance since childhood. When the princess of the Yu Kingdom meets, she will definitely fall in love with you."

Ke Di glanced at the little **** strangely, then shook his head and smiled: "What do you know, I'm here to enjoy happiness, not to flatter me."

…

Zhe Qing was speechless to Emperor Yan.

"We just returned his borrowed food, this letter was not delivered, why is there another letter?" She opened it, and the more she looked at it, the more angry she became, "He's mentally ill, so he gave me a younger brother. ?"

Emperor Yu was not angry, he stroked his moustache and said, "I have heard that this eighteenth prince was born beautiful, and he was very fond of Emperor Yan. He wanted to give him the throne, but he rejected him, citing his lack of virtue as the grounds for resolutely. Stand by your brother."

When Zhe Qing heard this, she felt that this person was a powerful person, and she said with a headache: "Since the state of Yan refused to form an alliance with the state of Chu and told us about the matter, the two countries of Yu and Yan temporarily formed an agreement not to fight. ."

"But, I don't have to send a prince to be my harem, right? Father, my daughter is not willing."

Emperor Yu didn't care, "It's nothing more than a proton, and he sent it without saying hello. Emperor Yan is afraid that we won't worry about it. If you don't want it, don't, just leave people outside the palace and serve them with delicious food. "

Zhe Qing felt that Emperor Yan sent a free food and drink, and said: "I really came to enjoy the happiness."

She stood up, patted her sleeves, and was about to leave the palace, "Yu Zhu'er said in a letter earlier that Ah Fu has arrived in Kyoto, and he will be raised with Luo Yusong for the time being. I have to go check it out today, saying that he is very talented in arithmetic. ."

After she was about to leave, Emperor Yu sighed: "This child, when will he wake up, he knows he is busy all day."

The old father's worries have never changed.