Dressed As a Farm Boy, He Cheated on His Way Out of the Desert.

Chapter 289 Dumplings are as good as wine, and the more you go, the more you get!

The emperor glanced around and saw no one, then said: "Cousin, the auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. There will definitely be a good harvest next year, right?"

"Of course, Your Majesty." The Marquis also laughed and reached out to catch a few grains of snow. "The auspiciousness coming from the sky is a sign of the revival of Tianwu. One day, all the mountains and rivers in the world will return to the Emperor's feet."

The emperor turned to look at him and couldn't help but ask, "Cousin, are you really not planning to marry and have children? The incense of the Ye family..."

The Marquis shook his head, "At the moment, I just want to regain the mountains and rivers. If I can survive until the day of victory, it won't be too late to talk about this. If I die in battle, the emperor remembers to give everything to Fu Niu."

The emperor was helpless and said, "I don't know whether it is good or bad to let you lead troops to fight."

The Marquis smiled and said, "Of course it's a good thing. I've never been so happy in my life."

 After saying that, he looked at the sky, stepped back, saluted, and changed his title.

“Your Majesty, I’m going back. I’m afraid my family has already made the dumplings and is waiting for me to eat them when I go back.”

It was rare for the emperor to see him looking like this, like a child in a hurry to get home from school, so he asked curiously: "The soup noodles at Li's family are delicious, and are the dumplings good too?"

"Of course," the Marquis said with a hint of pride in his expression, "I will definitely bring some to the Emperor to try if I have the opportunity."

The emperor nodded, "Go, don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you."

The marquis opened his robe and knelt down on one knee, "I thank the emperor for your kindness. I will sacrifice my life for the rest of my life to regain the territory for the emperor and restore the glory of Tianwu!"

 After saying that, he stood up and strode away without waiting for the emperor's help.

 A little **** quickly followed him holding a box.

The emperor's confidant saw it from a distance, and then he dared to step forward and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the time has come, is it time to prepare the meal?"

The emperor pinched his heavy sleeves, nodded and ordered, "First destroy the flower pots and things on the floor of the study, so that no one can see the traces, and then serve wine and food. I have a happy event to celebrate today."

The head **** immediately raised his smile and responded cheerfully: "Yes, Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I'll make arrangements right now."

The emperor turned and returned to his bedroom, carefully took out the golden corn cob from his sleeve, put it into a brocade box, and then hid it in the secret compartment of the dragon bed.

After finishing these tasks, he sat firmly on the dragon bed, his eyes bright, as if he could see thousands of miles of rivers and mountains before his eyes...

The yard of Li's family is very lively at the moment. There are many people eating dumplings and many making dumplings.

At such a time, the village head, his wife and the three members of the Liu family will be invited to the reunion.

 Including Uncle Zhao and a few other old men, there are more than 20 people.

 The women mixed the noodles and chopped the fillings for dumplings. After they were ready, they set up a big table in the main room.

 The men also helped, chatting and making dumplings together, and everyone was smiling.

 The housekeeper was left eating dumplings by the old lady, so he rolled up his sleeves to help.

 It's a pity that it was his first time to make dumplings, and the finished product was really hard to describe.

Looking back again, he saw that even a baby as small as Fu Niu was dressed in a decent way. He couldn't help but blush and hurriedly studied hard.

The old lady looked up occasionally and saw her, and said with a smile: "Butler, don't be anxious. Come here a few more times and you will learn it slowly."

The housekeeper was pleasantly surprised and said with a smile: "Oh, I will listen to the old lady and come here more often in the future. The Marquis Mansion is too deserted, but our house is still lively."

As he was talking, the Marquis's carriage came back.

 The yard immediately became more lively, and the village chief and others invited the Marquis to sit and chat with him.

Jiayin ran over with two chubby hands and hugged her adoptive father's thigh.

The Marquis wore a navy blue robe and was immediately stamped with two white handprints.

Mr. Hou didn't mind it either. He hugged Jiayin and sat on his lap. He also called Brother Cat, who was running out after his sister, to come forward. He opened the box in his hand, took out a pair of red agate kittens, and handed them to Brother Cat.

Brother Cat was so happy that he thanked him and ran to show off to his father.

Jiayin, on the other hand, hugged the remaining boxes and almost somersaulted with joy.

 The box contained four pairs of gold bracelets made from inside, all of which were solid.

Everyone looked at it and understood.

 “Fu Niu has made a fortune!”

"This child likes gold and silver most. In his previous life, he was probably the little fairy boy who sat under the God of Wealth."

"I think it's Pixiu, it can only go in and out!" Mrs. Li came out and saw her. She couldn't help complaining about her granddaughter, and also scolded Mr. Hou, "She is a little child. Don't always give her such valuable things. You have raised her so well." I’m going to fall in the eyes of money.”

The Marquis smiled and admitted his mistake, "I promised my child before. I can't break my promise. I won't give it to you in the future."

The old lady didn’t believe this. No one in the family could resist Fu Niu’s coquettish ways.

 As long as this girl is happy, nothing matters.

Soon, the dinner table was set, with white, juicy dumplings and a few sweet, sour or salty side dishes. Everyone sat around and ate them all.

The village chief and several old men each poured half a bowl of wine, took a mouthful of dumplings and a sip of wine, and smiled happily.

 Dumplings are paired with wine, and the more you go, the better.

 But after they finished eating the dumplings and were half drunk, the old men pulled the Marquis and wiped their tears again.

“Master Hou, when can we return to the north of the Yangtze River? We don’t know if our old bones can be buried back on the hillside of our hometown when we die.”

“Yes, Broken Gold Beach is good, but I can’t help but miss my hometown. In my dreams these past few nights, I have been dreaming of locust flowers on the hillside.”

The Marquis was not impatient and comforted them patiently, "Soon, in less than three years, we will definitely fight back to Jiangbei."

“Okay, we can’t carry the knife anymore, but we need to grow more food and melons. When the time comes, we will provide food and help to support the Marquis!”

 The old men felt happy after saying that and went back to sleep.

Li Zhensheng followed Mr. Hou to the yard next door on the pretext of borrowing books.

Just as Ye Shan hurried back, he saluted and reported: "Master Marquis, the Wang family can't hold on any longer, so they sent someone to deliver a letter to the house."

 After saying that, he held a letter in his hands.

Houye opened it and read ten lines at a glance. He couldn't help but sneer, "This is the case for everyone in the world. Unless suffering happens to you, you will never know the pain. Now that you are in a different place, Wang Bowei is finally anxious."

Li Zhensheng was curious and asked: "But because of my incident?"

The Marquis shook his head, "No, the third child of the Wang family was thrown into Dali Temple and has not been released. Perhaps it was the cold in the prison and he fell ill, but no one gave him medical treatment. Now the delay is a bit serious, and the Wang family is now anxious. . He planned to donate 200 acres of land to help me with the wounded soldiers in exchange for letting me go and get Wang Laosan out of the assassination case."

Li Zhensheng felt warm in his heart. It was not because of him that the Marquis said this, but he still allowed Mr. Wang to experience the pain he had experienced from beginning to end.

 What kind of defense is this? This can only be done if you truly regard him and the Li family as your own!

The Marquis poured two cups of tea with his own hands, and then said: "The man wants you to join the caravan, but we have to handle the transportation and planting of seeds ourselves. He only cares about the results next autumn.

"It's easy to transport seeds, but planting them is a bit troublesome. First of all, Suijintan is either a mountainous area for orchard interplanting or a riverbank, which is not suitable for growing corn and potatoes. Secondly, our Marquis Mansion came with the relocation of the capital, and there is no field nearby. "The two hundred acres of land sent by the Wang family today has solved an urgent need."

 (End of this chapter)