Chapter 242: Concealed, fleeting anger

"So you are not planning to go to Beijing after giving birth to your child?"
I don't want to go around with him in his own feelings. Zeng Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and brought the topic back. Yun Han and Xiao Qi did not say it, but he knew that they missed him very much. I remember him when he was in the New Year. Pregnancy, Xiaoqi was too excited to forget the number of rituals, almost collided with the emperor, and was trained for the first time after returning. This is why they did not give him the gift of the year, his emperor cousin, suspicious again Like to anger, during that time Yunhan and Xiaoqi were both trembled, until he was deflated and returned to Fuqing Palace, they were relieved.
"It takes at least a month or two to give birth to a child after giving birth. When I was born with a small text, my body was not well-regulated, so that now I don’t care how to eat it anymore. This time I want to take care of it, anyway. Rui just won the battle, and there is nothing wrong with the border. We should have no problem after returning to Beijing for two months."
Ling Jingxuan single-handedly held his head on the stone table. If he could, he really didn't want to go. He was intrigued with people all the year round. Sooner or later, he would die younger. How about the prosperity of the capital, how can the countryside come and go?
"Just because of the victory, the old nine will be more busy. If he stays here, the one in the palace will probably find the existence of the children. A decree will come down, you don't want to go."
This time, the old nine-year-old has never had anyone who has ever worked in the world. In addition to him, all the men and women under his hand have to pay for merits. The one in the palace is waiting for him to go back to celebrate. Feast, when is this protagonist not doing it? Even if the old nine don't care about themselves, they should also look at the soldiers under his hand. Without them, where is his glory?
"I have forgotten that there is still a meritorious deed, huh, huh... then let the Holy Spirit call him."
Ling Jingxuan is the standard dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, what you emperor is not the emperor, his grandfather does not want to, no one can do it, he has his man under the tower, why should he grieve himself?
"Yes, I don't see the grand priest's sacred decree. I have said that you have received a letter from Lao Jiu? This victory has been played for a month or two. The captured generals of the Northern Prince are also escorting one after another. Beijing, but he didn’t have his own fold at once. What happened?

Zeng Shaoqing shook his head helplessly, his expression was awkward, and the behavior of Laojiu was too abnormal. At first he thought he was here. Now it seems that he should still be at the border, so why don’t he put himself on the fold Do not personally take care of the soldiers? "He didn't have a fold on his own?"
Wen Yanxuan, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Yan Ruirui never wrote to him. He thought that after he won the battle, he was too busy to come. He didn't expect... What happened to him? Thinking about this, the face could not help but darken, Ling Jingxuan cold voice summoned out the wing, seeing his face is not good-looking, Yan Yi atmosphere does not dare to come out, a single knee in front of him.
"Say, what happened to Rui Rui?"
If something really happened, Yan Yi, who was in charge of intelligence gathering, must know that Ling Jingxuan’s expression was shrouded in a layer of slaying. The sound had not been so cold for a long time. Yan Yi could not help but be agitated. After a little hesitation, he slowly said: When the master led the soldiers back, they encountered a remnant of the Beiman tribe. The leader was the dragon evil king who was brave and brave in the north. The master accidentally shot an arrow, and the arrow was coated with poison. The secretary took him back. The news was completely blocked, and all the military doctors were summoned to detoxify the main organs. However, the military doctors were all helpless. Finally, you played the role of the master's detoxification pills and green cherries. The main child is afraid of your fears. Again, we are not allowed to tell you about this. Xuan Lord please rest assured that the main master has been restored, and will come back from the border."
Yan Yi's wording as carefully as possible, for fear of angering him, his expression, even he feels pressure.
"Yes? You can go on."
Unexpectedly, Ling Jingxuan not only did not get angry, but was surprisingly calm, calm and timid, and Yan Yan carefully looked up at him, kneeling down on his knees: "The damn, please Xuan master punishes!"
His reaction was too abnormal, not only did not let him rest assured, but made him more fearful.
"No, you are not wrong, you are loyal to your master, what is wrong? Let's go, I don't want to see you for the time being."
Perhaps because of the relationship between pregnancy, he actually forgot the intention, Yan Yi is the person of Rui Rui, not his, so that such a big thing, they dare to stare at him, if not him Fully prepared, what medicines have been prepared for Rui Rui, are they forever separated? And he may not even see his last side.
He knows that this is not their business. He knows that Rui Rui is good for him, but he is very uncomfortable in his heart. This kind of world seems to know that he is only allowed to be in the valley. I feel uncomfortable. If Zeng Shaoqing suddenly visited today, suddenly he said that he would never know that his man had experienced life and death.
"Xuanzhu is!" Yan Yi’s reflexive look up, silently got up and left when he saw the frost on his face. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Zeng Shaoqing a look for help. Wang Hao will be born, can’t be here. The bones are mad at the bones.
"I said that you are too much. Lao Jiu is also for you. You are not pregnant with your children now. If you are worried about overdoing what is going on, what should you do? And, with your personality, you must know that Lao Jiu was affected. Then a serious injury may mean that you will rush to the border regardless of disregard."
Look carefully at him, Zeng Shaoqing's tentative appeasement, he really did not expect that the old nine was actually injured, and even he was squatting, or it would not be a horse.
Ling Jingxuan glanced at him faintly, and did not speak out for him. He just took a few breaths of his eyes and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, all the emotions were hidden in the deepest part of the heart, even if he knew it. ? Yan Ruirui is not around, he has no place to suffocate, this time things let him see clearly, in any case, he must train a group of his own dead.
Seeing this, Zeng Shaoqing couldn’t help but secretly surprised. It’s no wonder that Lao Jiu will be dead to him. If he didn’t see it with his own eyes, he would not believe that he could kill him. The emotion of a person can be hidden so quickly and thoroughly, and he will recover. The state of smile is full of profit, as if the things just happened have never happened before, and his management of self-emotion has undoubtedly reached the point of metamorphosis.
"It's a pity that you came too early. If you come two months later, maybe you can taste the sorghum that I brewed, but this time I brewed 20,000 altar wines, and it will be opened in a dozen days. If you are interested, wait for me to send you directly to Beijing, the price is still calculated according to last year."
Leaning up the teapot and pouring a glass of water for himself, Ling Jingxuan smiled and said that the point that was not so long ago was completely precipitated, and no trace was found.
"Well? Two thousand altars?" Zeng Shaoqing stunned, and then could not help but exclaim, the fox eyes suddenly rounded, he determined that he was talking about 20,000, not 20,000 or two hundred...
"What is sorghum?"
Is it something new? I heard that he planted tens of thousands of acres of sorghum, could it be that he was brewed into wine? How much is that? He wants to be the biggest wine merchant in the Daqing Dynasty? Grandma's, can't think, I think even he feels very scary.
Throwing him a contemptuous look, Ling Jingxuan lazyly moved his mouth: "Sorghum wine, as the name suggests, is the wine brewed by Gaochun. I started brewing when the sorghum harvest last month, but the grain brewed wine. It takes two to three months to open the seal, and you can taste it at the end of August."

I can ask, how many sorghum have you harvested, how much sorghum can you brew?

The corner of the mouth couldn't help but pumped. Zeng Shaoqing ordered himself to calm down as much as possible. Ling Jingxuan thought about it casually: "The yield per mu is about five hundred pounds. Two pounds of sorghum and a pound of wine, you can count it yourself."
This time, the output of sorghum is not bad, because he used the crescent spring water mixed in the stream to water, and the quality of sorghum is also very good. The basic problem of brewing a pound of 55-degree liquor is not big, although it is compared with modern. It's still a little worse, but it's enough. After all, everything is behind here, and it can be very good to achieve this output and quality.
"Amount... Do you want to be the biggest wine merchant in the Daqing Dynasty?"
This time, Zeng Shaoqing is not only pumping, it has been completely black, one acre of five hundred pounds of sorghum, two hundred and fifty pounds of sorghum wine, ten acres is five thousand pounds... 50,000 acres... well, he dare not go Under the calculation, this amount is too horrible, right? It is no wonder that when he came, he saw that the factory covering an area of ​​several tens of acres was stuffed with things. Is it estimated that it is all sorghum?
"Almost, this is just my own business. My own business hasn't started yet. You are coming right. Can you help me to build a big piece of land in the capital after you look back? If you want to spend a lot of land in a bustling area, it will take at least one mu. The remote point is more than three acres. By the way, I will send a letter to Yunhan. I said that our joint venture's Hanling Academy is almost mature, let him remember to blow in front of the emperor, and strive to cooperate with the emperor. The imperial court recommended the teacher to teach, so that my pressure will be lighter, the prestige of Yunhan will be higher, and the emperor can rest assured."
All the business in Lingjiacun, except for Baiyun Pavilion, he did not intend to take it away. All of them will be handed over to Jing Peng and Jing Han and Zhao Hanfu. He has his own things to do, and this matter is after Yan Ruirui returns. He will also make it clear to him that he needs such a huge backing. Secondly, he may not have time to manage those in the future. Fortunately, Zhao Hanfufu is capable, not to mention Jingpeng, they are He is not worried at all.
"Where is the land to buy? The capital is no better than the countryside. There is no space in the bustling area. There are very few shops selling the house. If you want, I have two shops in Dongcheng. If it is not enough, I can go back with me. My mother discussed it, she has a half-street dowry shop in her hand, but the price is a bit expensive, but the capital is not only a few thousand two, tens of thousands can not do anything big."
The general woman's dowry shop is her life's dependence, and it is also one of the income sources of the private small treasury. It seems that Zeng Shaoqing really took him as a friend, otherwise he will definitely not take the initiative, even his mother. I am afraid it is not easy to buy the dowry shop in her hand. In particular, people are still the masters who are not short of money.