Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Looking at lunch, Ling Jingxuan quietly asked the shopkeeper about the situation of the little fat man. After confirming that he is fine, this is really true. After I finished, I had eaten dinner. The people who used to take a nap didn’t sleep. Instead, they sat together to exchange each other’s morning harvest. The buns also took out the windmills that Chu Yan bought for them and showed them a new moon. At the time, the atmosphere suddenly and depressed, and several small buns were all unhappy and bowed their heads.

“Not yet comfortable?”

Knowing that his baby son was really hit this time, Ling Jingxuan smiled and held Ling Wen on his lap, and Ling Wu, has been lying on Yan Ruirui.

"Well, they can't afford to be a countryman, we don't buy anything and don't give money."

He nodded with a grin, and Ling Wen said with a sullen mood. What happened to him? They are anecdote, they say he is jealous? What happened to the countryman, is the countryman not a person?

"There are some birds in the woods. Some people eat rice. The squirting is feces, while some dogs eat cockroaches. The sound is better than people. There are too many people in the world. If the irrelevant person says something, then he is farting, don’t put it in his heart, or else he is lifting him?"

Touching his face, Ling Jingxuan appeased in the most simple and direct way.

"Well, I know, but hey, I haven't bought anything for my grandmother yet."

Ling Wen is very obedient. After he said it, he nodded cleverly, and then he thought of silver earrings. It was inevitable that he was a little unhappy.

"It’s fine to wait until you have finished doing it, and you will go to the new moon, I will see if they have a lot of mouth."

He remembered when his sons were bullied, and the little fat people were punished. Those adults who took the lead in picking up things were spared?

"Hey, are you going to teach them?"

With his head down, Ling Wen asked curiously, didn't he say that he didn't put them in his heart?

"Ha ha."

Petting and touching his head, Ling Jingxuan laughed at all kinds of cold and cold, bullying his baby son, he would easily spare them? "Jing Xuan, count me as one, and ran errands, though told."

No one knows him better than Yan Ruirui. When he sees the smile on his face, he knows that someone is going to suffer, and his son is his son. How can he let him shoot alone?

"Chen, you don't have to go to the county with us later. Go to Baiyunge and ask the treasurer to come over. By the way, let us each bring a ready-to-wear."

A faint sweep of his eyes, Ling Jingxuan took a cup of tea and sighed, deliberately want to open him, not for anything else, the people saw the county magistrate is going to kneel, let him a prince to go to a sesame official, he Really a little afraid of flashing the waist of the county magistrate.

"Are you sure you are going to the county to go to the county?"

Picking up an eyebrow, Peach Blossoms looked at him deeply, why did he always feel wrong?

"Can there be something wrong? Hu County is really a good official. You should be acquainted with the sages and receive visits to the masses. On the contrary, he is just a hypocrite who has nothing to do with it."

"Do you think that the county is open to you? It is also a tribute to the people!"

Wen Yan, Yan Ruirui does not feel funny, really can't understand his strange words are popping out, the official is the official, the people are the people, if the official is like the people, and what is the prestige of the party?

"Of course, it is impossible for everyone to receive it. I mean, in the determination that the masses really need help, or that the speeches are indeed good for the people, the official should accept the reception, so that is really a good official. ”

Obviously, there is a huge generation gap between them in this kind of thing. Yan Ruirui, who grew up under the hegemony of the royal family, and Ling Jingxuan, who grew up under the democratic education of the 21st century, have a fundamental understanding of many things.

"Oh? If you don't see yourself, how can you determine if it is really beneficial? If everyone asks for an excuse to make a statement, the official can't be exhausted?"

Facing him sideways, Yan Ruirui suddenly came to interest, and he wanted to hear what he thought.

"I usually see you very smart, is this stupid?"

Unceremoniously throwing him a contemptuous look, Ling Jingxuan retracted his gaze and continued: "The mountain does not turn, the official must not be seen by the individual, but you can set up a suggestion box at the entrance or downtown area. The person who sent the person to collect the comments on a regular basis is presented. The person who submitted the comments can sign or anonymously. Don’t tell me that most people are illiterate, or the officials do not have so much time to read those opinions. The former is small. The lanes are full of impoverished scholars, the latter, as far as I know, the teachers in the Tuen Mun are very leisurely, let them filter first, and finally send the really good opinions, which link If you go wrong, you will find the person in charge of the link, and the punishment will focus on it. Naturally, no one will dare to swear by the yin. As for the final decision-making officials, can you accept those opinions, or whether you want to see the opinions, whether he really has a love for the people. As the heart of the child."

Doesn't modern society open a government report phone? In this era of no communication equipment, the letter is undoubtedly the best communication tool.

"It's a good suggestion. It's not just the county. Every level of the door is suitable. Even the military can use this method. It is a bit like the situation of the imperial court, but what it accepts. More broad and comprehensive, the people are the root of the country, who else can say more authentic and reliable than the people said?"

Originally it was only the bickering between the husbands, but it became a serious discussion without knowing it. Yan Yirui’s subconsciously revealed a state of prince’s worrying about the country and the people.

"The suggestion is good, I am afraid that some people will be guarded."

Most of the others couldn't understand, but it seems that the nine-year-old Chu Yan seems to understand all of them. He also puts forward his own views in a timely manner. He was born in the royal family. He knows the darkness of the officialdom than anyone else.

"Oh, the higher the level is, the more severe the punishment will be. The court is not the most fashionable." As long as the emperor personally sacred, he said who should protect him, or who deliberately used the suggestion box to do bad things, directly to him. I have not believed in the tribes of the tribes and nine ethnic groups. Some people dare to make jokes about the lives of their relatives within the Nine.

When talking about these words, Ling Jingxuan’s gaze is deeply watching Chu, if one day he really wants to find that position, he hopes that he can learn more things, at least have the ability to protect themselves, don’t let people I pulled down the horse from the middle.

The average person who heard the defeat of the tribes and the nine ethnic groups must be frightened, but Chu Yan and Yan Ruirui both agreed and nodded: "So, maybe you can really hear a lot of different voices, later?"

Halfway through the words, Yan Ruirui frowned, what will happen later? Is he still subconsciously looking forward to restoring memories and returning to his own world?

Ling Jingxuan glanced at him faintly, and took a sip of the teacup. Some things, he is not unclear, but he is too lazy to make it clear that Yan’s identity is already obvious. It is a matter of time before he returns. The only thing that requires him to worry a little. That is, if he restores his memory, he will not insist on the feelings between them as he is now. I believe that there will be an answer soon, and he is looking forward to it.

"The time is almost the same, Jingpeng, you will go with me in the afternoon, you will stay here to help me look at the children, Zhao Ge Han Ge, you go to a person, don't forget to bring money, if we When I saw the county magistrate smoothly, the land could be done now."

It’s been a while since I’ve been there. At this time, the county magistrate should start working. When I was eating, he asked the store to help them prepare the carriage. This time, it should be just right.

"Well, that dragon brother, go, this is our money, a total of three thousand two, a small head I have stayed, so that I can hire people in the future."

Han Fei nodded and touched the money bag and handed it to him. Inside, he had already exchanged three thousand and two silver tickets. When the money was first paid, together with the money for selling the screwdriver, they all divided a thousand. One hundred and two, the people who bought the land and built the wall spent more than two hundred and two, and bought the paddy field and spent another one hundred and two. The grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather’s last time, no way, they also spent one hundred and two words with them. Disengage from the relationship, ask them not to harass them again, plus some scattered expenses, and finally only 1400, the second time a few days ago, they are divided into two thousand two, just for This time, I bought the land. For Ling Jingxuan, he is really using action support. He almost took all the money out and bought half salted land that could not be planted.

At least so far, apart from Ling Jingxuan, they are not sure that they can really grow crops on the semi-salt ground.

"Well, it’s rare to come to the county town and wait for me to come back and bring you something to buy."

Zhao Dalong took the money bag and carefully placed it on his chest. The honest man, although not used to sweet words, is also distressed by his wife and children.

"Buy 啥 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 咱 啥 啥 啥 啥

Han Fei couldn't help but blush, and looked at him with no anger. Zhao Dalong squinted his head and thanked him for his decision to disregard him. He proved to be the best wife.

"Jing Xuan, I am going to buy you a bunch of braids or golden crowns?"

Seeing his face staring at the unconscious sweet couple, Yan Rurui patted the **** of the little buns to let him go to play, leaned back and whispered his ear, and every time he paid for his family, he would give him one hundred and two With a small flower, he can't find a place to spend.

"Do you think I use those things right? I will give them to me, I don't want to give up."

Without a good look at him, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but shake his head. He wouldn't use it with his nephew and the golden crown. Instead of buying those flashy things, it is better to buy him two head ropes, or simply buy sharp scissors and directly lick his hair. I don't have to worry about it in the future, although since that day, his hair has been he is taking care of him.

"Oh... it is not appropriate, then I will look for something for my sons, and I will send you a better thing at night."

He looked at him for a moment, Yan Ruirui smiled and echoed, his family Jingxuan is suitable for the high ponytail, any other hairstyle is not suitable for him, but he suddenly thought that he seems to have a better thing to send give him.

"Oh? I am looking forward to it."

Picking his eyebrows and squinting at him, Ling Jingxuan unceremoniously pushed his head on his shoulder and got up and nodded with Zhao Dalong and Ling Jingpeng. When Ling Jingpeng was ready to pick up the wine to be given to the county magistrate. Ling Jingxuan suddenly said: "No, I thought about it. It seems that it is a bit inappropriate to send things for the first time. If you are detained for a bribe, it will be bad. This time, let’s have a chance. Give it to him."

In fact, he has other uses for this wine, and he can only drop the county magistrate first.

To him, Ling Jingpeng has always been regarded as the sacred decree. Zhao Dalong is not a multi-speaker. Before leaving, Ling Jingxuan was particularly stern and stern. He must be invited to Xinyuan by the treasurer of Baiyunge before he returned. Relatives buns.