Dandere General and his Lord

"It looks like it's not bad. As long as the middle public part is planted, and then plant your own fields, the income can be owned by yourself."

Cheng Qianye squatted beside the tic-tac-toe drawn by the branch and thought, it turns out that this is the well-field system.

Xiao Jin found that the princess raised in the deep palace was sometimes very simple and lacking common sense, but sometimes she was very keen.

She can often pinpoint the key points of the problem, and she can also come up with some surprising and very advanced ideas.

So he couldn't help but explain it in detail.

"Yes, but the premise is that there needs to be a fixed lord, and the country has few wars. As a commoner who cultivates well fields, in addition to doing miscellaneous service, he must also pay military duties and military service. Frequent wars not only cause heavy tax burdens, It also left a large number of men dead or enslaved by enemy forces."

"Indeed." Cheng Qianye stretched out his hand and clicked on the tic character, "and there is no motivation, you can be lazy and slippery when planting public fields, and your own fields are only cultivated with enthusiasm. The land belongs to the country, and you can't buy or sell it yourself. There is only so much land to be planted, and those who are unable to cultivate can also plant so much.”

Zhang Fu saluted, "The lord's knowledge is extraordinary, and the ministers can't match it."

"Old Xiao, don't follow Zhang Fu's style." Cheng Qianye smiled and raised his hand and nodded, "You are like a half teacher in my heart, and the only person I can trust and rely on is you."

Who wouldn't praise each other in business. This girl is also very good at it.

Xiao Jin was very moved when he heard this, and sincerely persuaded him: "Zhang Gong is a strange man in the world and has unparalleled wisdom. Why has the lord been so indifferent to him recently."

"He looks like he is smiling all day, but he is actually very proud. He doesn't like me, and it's useless for me to stick his cold ass. It's better to let him hang for a while, the effect may be better."

If I want Zhang Fu's amethyst to be loyal to me, it is estimated that I won't be able to win it in the short term.

Xiao Jin thought to himself: In this way, the princess is not only sharp in her thinking and unique in her opinion, but she also has her own way of looking at people, and her eyes on people are also very unique. I only sigh that she is a daughter, otherwise she might really be a Mingjun of my Dajin generation.

Mo Qiaosheng was soaking in the water alone at the Moon God Spring in Xishan at this moment.

Without the owner by his side, he had a fear of water for no reason in his heart. He quietly stretched out a hand to hold the railing tightly, so that no one would notice his nervousness.

Xiao Xiu squatted by the pool and looked at him boredly: "Qiaosheng, I think you are doing fine, why does the lord send us here every day? I don't know which coquettish bitch is accompanying the lord recently. It's the new pair of ugly sisters."

Mo Qiaosheng: "You are here to accompany me every day. It's just that the master's order cannot be violated. Otherwise, I..."

Otherwise, I also long to be able to follow the Lord.

"Little Mo." Xiao Xiu looked around to see that no one was there, so he lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "My lord has been here for you many times, right?"

Mo Qiao's face blushed, and after a long time, Fang said, "No, the master did not invite me."

"Impossible? Never? The lord loves you so much."

Mo Qiaosheng stopped talking.

"I told you." Xiao Xiu leaned down and whispered, "You don't always take the initiative to serve, do you?"

Mo Qiaosheng looked bewildered.

"Hey, why are you so ignorant. I don't even know what to say about you."

"The lord is a very gentle person. If you don't take the initiative to serve him, he won't be reluctant to you. But the lord is so considerate to you, don't you know his intentions?"

"Don't you want the lord to take the initiative to serve you?"

"It's no wonder that I was sleeping with the lord a few days ago, and the lord complained to you. I said that the lord has not come to the hot springs recently. It turns out that you are really stupid."

Mo Qiaosheng lowered his head and said, "Master... did he really say that?"

"You are indebted to the Lord."

"I……"

When Xiao Xiu and Mo Qiaosheng returned to the city, they saw the crowd surging at the porridge shed under the city wall, as if there was something lively going on.

When they walked in, they saw that their lord, the Marquis of Jinyue, actually made porridge in the porridge shed in person.

I saw Cheng Qianye wearing a golden crown on his head, his face like a full moon, and wearing a beard robe. He was so busy that he was sweating, and his handsome and fair face was red.

The people who took the porridge bowl from him were moved to tears, and many people wiped their tears away after salute.

"The lord has a compassionate heart, and is really a Bodhisattva descended to the world."

"Come and serve us porridge every day."

"We are saved."

"I really hope to be the Lord's children forever."

Mo Qiaosheng and Xiao Xiu rushed over to bow down to the ground and salute.

Cheng Qianye wiped off his sweat and helped them up from left to right.

"In the future, the bowing ceremony will be exempted, and it is enough to kneel down."

Xiao Xiu stomped his feet and said, "My lord, how could you do such a thing, and you still come every day."

"Hey, I can't do anything else right now. I can only do what I can do first." Cheng Qianye took off his apron and handed the spoon to the sergeant beside him, "Okay, today is almost done, I'll accompany you all. go back together."

She glanced curiously at Mo Qiaosheng who was standing behind Xiao Xiu, and saw strange emotions on that expressionless face.

This little Mo classmate got into the horn again.

This ability to see through any emotion at a glance is really good and bad, but whoever calls his color charming, makes me think that I will not give up.

"Is Xiao Mo feeling better? I'm free tomorrow. I'll take some time to go to the hot spring with you."

Cheng Qianye found that after saying this sentence, it did not have the effect of comfort, but Mo Qiaosheng appeared more nervous and contradictory.

In the evening of the second day, Cheng Qianye took a beautiful soak in Luna Spring to relax the muscles and bones that had been tired from running around in the past few days.

She walked to the shore, tightened the girdle around her chest, and put on her clothes. Touching the blindfolded head in the pool, "It's time to get up."

Really enjoyed it.

Cheng Qianye leaned on a reclining chair by the pool, held a white jade jug, poured a glass of amber fruit wine, admired the red-leaf forest under the sunset, and poured it by himself.

She heard the sound of someone rising from the pool behind her.

After a while, the corners of the clothes seemed to be pulled slightly.

Cheng Qianye turned around and looked,

Mo Qiaosheng knelt down beside her, only wearing a bath towel around his waist, his long hair like ink draped softly on Chi Luǒ's body.

He looked flustered, his throat rolled, and the hand holding the corner of her clothes trembled slightly.

As if he suddenly made up his mind, he lowered his head and quickly kissed the corner of her clothes.

"You..." Cheng Qianye was stunned.

Mo Qiaosheng turned his head to the side, his face full of flying clouds, and he said with difficulty: "I hope... Lord, Lord, have mercy on me."

Chapter 14

Cheng Qianye looked at Mo Qiaosheng, who was kneeling in front of him. He was naked, his limbs were slender, his muscles were firm, and the wet water droplets slipped all the way into the enchanting bath towel.

He closed his eyes, his face was crimson, and even his toes were slightly curled up with tension, posing a gesture of letting you pick.

Cheng Qianye had to admit that he was slapped so hard in his heart that he even had the urge to push the person to the grass and bring them to justice.

She stretched out her hand and brushed Mo Qiaosheng's black and supple forehead lightly, feeling the skin under her fingertips tremble slightly as she touched it.

"Qiaosheng." She looked at the person in front of her with a little sadness in her heart for no reason. "If you don't want to, why do you want to do this."

"I..." Mo Qiaosheng opened his eyes in surprise, and he met a pair of eyes that were as gentle as autumn water.

So, he swallowed the "I don't", the "no" in the three words.

The owner said that he hates deception the most.

He lowered his head and lowered his eyelashes: "I'm just a lowly slave, and I have nothing to repay for the kindness my master has shown me. With only this body, I'm still reluctant. If the master likes it, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

A pair of soft hands took his face and lifted his head up.

That day, the sound of sound seemed to come from the deepest dream.

"Qiaosheng, I like you very much and appreciate you very much."

"I never thought of using you as an item, only to be used in the classroom."

"You are brave, strong, and an excellent person. In my eyes, you are not only outstanding in martial arts, but also very loyal to me. One day, you will become a dazzling new star like that General Yu Dunsu. Become an indispensable general of my Dajin."

"At that time, people will say that I have a brilliant eye, and I only used a horse in exchange for a genius."

The last voice laughed and said, "But, you need to stand up first. Don't be so selfish."

Mo Qiaosheng felt a fire in his chest, which ignited the desire deep in his humble heart.