From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

The midday sun was extremely bright, but it was not hot for early spring. The gentle breeze made people feel relaxed and happy.

Zhou Yuan lay on his back on the chair and ate until he was 120% full. There was a mess of cups and plates in front of him, but he still had a lot of food left.

What a waste! A bunch of bastards!

Zhou Yuan was not a frugal person. He lived a luxurious life in his previous life and wasted countless money.

He could accept wasting money, which was just currency after all, but he would never waste food.

He would stay in a hotel that cost tens of thousands of yuan a night, but he would not order a table of dishes and only eat half of them.

Because he knew the value of food, he deeply understood the difficult history of his previous life.

"Drink some water?"

Zhao Jianjia looked worried and said helplessly, "Why are you eating so much? Don't make your stomach upset."

Zhou Yuan waved his hand and said, "I'm fine. Go and do your thing. The poetry party is halfway through. I'll take them to play games in the afternoon and it's almost time to leave."

The main thing is that Zhou Yuan felt that Ye Qingying was coming soon, and he didn't forget the business of the day.

"Okay, then I'll go."

Zhao Jianjia stood up hesitantly, took two steps, and then turned back.

"That... Zhou Yuan, thank you today..."

It was a bit embarrassing when she spoke, but she felt a lot more relaxed after she finished speaking. Zhao Jianjia smiled and said, "Your poems are really good."

Zhou Yuan pointed to his face and said, "Don't just talk, use practical actions, how about a kiss to express your gratitude?"

"You wish."

Zhao Jianjia covered her mouth and smiled, turned around and walked away.

Zhou Yuan was just teasing, so he didn't care. Instead, he lay in the chair in the sun, waiting for Ye Qingying's arrival.

The temperature warmed up, and it was easy to get sleepy in the afternoon.

Zhou Yuan didn't know when he fell asleep. He dreamed of many things in his past life. The moment he opened his eyes, he couldn't tell which was reality and which was a dream.

"Brother Zhou, if you are sleepy, you can play with everyone."

Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing Zhou Yuan. She had a faint smile on her face. Her oval face was very delicate, her eyes were even more lively, and there were two shallow dimples on her face.

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "Why don't you play, sister Ningyue?"

Xue Ningyue poured Zhou Yuan a glass of water and whispered, "It's boring to play like that. I want to come over and listen to Brother Zhou's stories."

Zhou Yuan waved his hand and said, "I dare not give you special treatment. If Ruan Zhi finds out, I'm afraid she will blame me."

Xue Ningyue said, "I don't think Ruan Zhi will have the heart to blame Brother Zhou. This girl seems to be interested in you."

Zhou Yuan was slightly stunned, and then said, "Ningyue, if this word spreads, Ruan Zhi will have a hard time."

Xue Ningyue's face became stiff, and she smiled bitterly, "Brother Zhou, you..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Zhou Yuan stood up and looked straight ahead.

Xue Ningyue followed his gaze and saw large patches of rapeseed flowers that were extremely beautiful. The golden flowers reflected the sun, like a dream.

She smiled softly: "Brother Zhou also wants to participate in the game?"

Zhou Yuan said: "What game is that?"

Xue Ningyue smiled and said: "Hide and seek in the rapeseed field. Those who are caught have to write poems. It is so interesting to run among the flower fields and hide in nature."

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly: "Oh, really? You think it is a flower, but I think it is grain."

Xue Ningyue's smile froze. She realized that Zhou Yuan's face was very ugly, and his eyes became sharp, completely without the gentleness of telling stories before.

"Brother Zhou, you..."

She tried to say: "Brother Zhou, don't worry, we will give silver, and those farmers will not suffer."

Zhou Yuan did not speak, but strode forward.

When they got closer, they saw dozens of people running around in the rapeseed field, men and women, laughing and having fun.

Dozens of acres of rapeseed fields on the shore were mostly destroyed, with broken yellow flowers and fallen rapeseeds all over the ground.

A harmonious world seemed to have countless hideous scars.

Two old farmers sat on the edge of the flower field, wearing linen sweatshirts, looking at a loss.

"Brother Zhou..."

Xue Ningyue had just caught up, but saw Zhou Yuan walking forward again and came to the two old farmers.

He sat directly beside the two old farmers, looking at the flower field in front, and said: "Uncles, the flowers are blooming this year, and the poles are tall. The harvest should be good, right?"

Because he was fishing, Zhou Yuan was dressed very ordinary, and the two old farmers thought he was a driver, so they didn't treat him with any formality.

"Yes, last winter was not too cold, and it rained several times at the end of the year. God has blessed us, and the harvest is good this year."

"At least half as much as last year, and the rapeseed grains will be large and produce more oil."

Speaking of their specialtyIn terms of growth, the two old farmers are very experienced.

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "How much silver did they pay you?"

"Five taels!"

The voice was loud and clear, and this amount was obviously very satisfactory to them.

"Each of our twelve households can get several hundred coins!"

This half month, Zhou Yuan has not been in vain, at least he has a clear understanding of the purchasing power of money.

One tael of silver can buy about 400 kilograms of rice, and each family can get about 200 kilograms of rice, which is indeed a very good income.

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "Then you received the money and go back without worry!"

"That won't work!"

The old farmer hurriedly said, "When these young masters and young ladies leave, we have to save them quickly, and save as many as we can!"

Looking at the deep wrinkles on their dark faces, Zhou Yuan couldn't laugh anymore.

Although he was a son-in-law, he was a member of the Zhao family after all, and was considered a scholar-official class, so he didn't have to worry about basic life.

He could have ignored the matter in front of him, because it did not affect his interests at all.

But Zhou Yuan was not in a good mood, and even had a faint anger.

This was the work of the heart of Tao.

In our previous lives, we stood up from the chaos of blood and experienced so much hardship before we finally had food to eat and clothes to wear.

Although the world was different and his identity had completely changed, Zhou Yuan still hated this behavior of destroying crops.

He did not take any action, but just looked at everything in front of him.

After thinking for a long time, he finally stood up.

Yes, this matter had nothing to do with his interests, but his heart of Tao remained the same as in his previous life, and did not change.

Because his heart of Tao came from the blood of countless martyrs and was armed with countless painful and difficult facts.

"Brother Zhou!"

Xue Ningyue finally found an opportunity to speak, and said: "Brother Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yuan looked at her, his eyes calm and said: "Ningyue, I'm glad that you can always follow me. You are a kind girl, but you can't understand me."

Xue Ningyue didn't know what this meant, he just saw an inexplicable vicissitude in Zhou Yuan's eyes.

She whispered: "Brother Zhou, what can I do for you?"

Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "I said, do you dare to do it?"

"Dare!"

Xue Ningyue's eyes were firm, and this word was very powerful.

Zhou Yuan pointed to the front and smiled: "Then let them roll out, tell them that Zhou Yuan is going to write a poem."

A real man speaks out when he sees injustice.

Zhou Yuan didn't know if this was unfair, but he wanted to vent now.

He also wanted to draw a clear line with this group of people, so as not to dirty his heart.