Datang Fenghua Road

There was a strange look on Ren Jing's face, and he said: "Master, who is this letter to? Judging from your tone, it seems to be the apprentice's brother!"

Han Yue said "Hey" and said with a smile: "Then you can be careful, your senior brother has grown up in recent years, and you have a bit of a lustful personality, so don't let him fool you."

Ren Jingqiao blushed, stuck out her tongue quickly, and cautiously guessed, "Could it be that what Master said was His Royal Highness King Wu?"

Han Yue was stunned for a moment, looked at the female apprentice strangely, and subconsciously said: "Is that kid's reputation for lustful and lecherous already very famous? You have never seen him before, and you guessed it at once..."

Ren Jing giggled and said, "His Royal Highness Li Ke is chasing girls everywhere in the research institute, and his disciples have also been harassed by him."

"This stinky boy!" Han Yue roared bitterly.

He suddenly glanced at Ren Jing, and said solemnly: "When you enter my door, there is no high or low. You don't need to call him His Royal Highness King Wu in the future, just call him Senior Brother directly."

"I don't dare..." Ren Jing stuck out her tongue and said slyly: "If my disciple calls him His Royal Highness King Wu, he will be embarrassed to harass me. If I call him senior brother, I am afraid that my disciple will ask for trouble!"

Han Yue was startled again, and suddenly laughed: "It's true, the little girl is not young, but she is cunning in her mind. I have to guard against you in the future as a teacher."

Ren Jing stuck out his tongue, revealing two naughty little tiger teeth.

Han Yue held up the letter to dry the ink, and then carefully stacked it up neatly. He turned his head and waved to the woman, and said with a warm smile, "Sister-in-law, you have put this letter away, and when you get back to your hometown, take it to the town. The officials on the board can see that whether it is to the mayor or the economic officials, they will know what to do after reading the letter..."

The woman's face was terrified, she was not far away just now, and now she took the letter with trembling hands, and tremblingly said: "My family... Is the little gentleman in Nu's town a prince?"

She vaguely remembered that she had chatted with people on the same road before. The young man from Longyou had exaggeratedly guessed that Li Ke was the prince.

Han Yue laughed and said, "What about the lord, and what about the common people? They are all children born and raised by their parents. Aside from the various auras on their bodies, the lord may not be better than the common people. Don't panic, that kid will never panic. oppress the people!"

"That is, that is..." The woman nodded again and again, and said respectfully: "This time the slave family is running around Liaodong, the youngest son in the family is still taken care of by the prince. Although he is not old, he speaks and does things better than adults. Steady, especially gentle to people like the slave family."

Han Yue chuckled lightly, nodded and said, "Those who respect others, people respect themselves, the stinky boy has learned well, and he can barely graduate!"

The woman carefully put away the letter, bowed her knees and gave Han Yue a salute, her eyes were a little urgent, and she tentatively said: "His Royal Highness, our cow...?"

Chapter 466 Dean, the income figures are out

Han Yue laughed, turned around and called out to the pawns who were waiting behind, and ordered: "Order you to take the people to pick beef cattle, you can only give more, and you are not allowed to deduct more. After everyone has exchanged, you will send out [-] soldiers to pay for it." Protection, send it all the way into the customs and come back."

"Under command!" The infantry puffed their chests and stomped their feet, and in a blink of an eye 500 people led the people away. The woman couldn't help but look back at Han Yue, and saluted again from a distance.

"His Royal Highness is compassionate, just like the elders in the village, the women here wish your children and grandchildren good health and longevity forever."

Han Yue raised his hand and waved lightly, and said gently: "Go!"

The women saluted again, and then hurriedly caught up with the large army of cattle picking, and followed the many Huainan Dao people all the way to talk and go all the way, and there was a faint taste of joy in their voices.

"It's great to hear the laughter of the people in my hometown!" Ren Jing let out a faint voice, with a little emotion on her face.

"Dead girl, how old you are, you can sigh and sigh, quickly wipe the corners of your eyes, and cry for the girl that the teacher hates the most..."

Ren Jing tried her best to hold back her tears, but she still couldn't stop two crystals from slipping off. She wiped them lightly, bowed her knees and performed a lady's salute, and said softly, "Master, this disciple is also on his way to Chang'an."

Han Yue let out a "hmm", turned around and drank a few pawns, and said solemnly: "You know the identity of this woman..."

Needless to say, I understood what it meant, and several pawns immediately held their heads high and assured loudly: "Don't worry, Your Highness, we will definitely protect Mr. Xiao all the way without any worries."

Han Yue waved his hand and said, "Let's go then, each of you will choose a good horse, you should go back to Shenyang City to report first, and then go to the Grand Governor's Mansion to draw a hundred horses for entanglement. , you can eat and drink with your feet wrapped around you."

A few foot soldiers looked surprised, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed in thanks.Money is very hard in this era. One hundred guchi is enough for them to walk back and forth from Shenyang to Chang'an five times. Han Yue gave so much money, which is clearly a reward.

Ren Jing couldn't help crying again. After all, the little girl was fragile. She was afraid that she would be more sad if she stayed, so she hurriedly walked away, choked out in her mouth: "Master, the disciple is gone..."

Before she finished speaking, she finally burst into tears. She ran as fast as she could, and there were faint tears in the air, forming a crystal waterline.

The most painful part is parting, and Han Yue is also a little sad. Although this girl has only been accepted as a disciple, she can't help but have a few minutes of love. He suddenly turned around and scolded several foot soldiers with a stern face: "Don't hurry up and follow. , are you all here waiting for this king to get angry?"

The few foot soldiers hurriedly bowed, raised their feet and hurriedly chased after Ren Jing.

Han Yue watched them leave, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, he couldn't help sighing softly, and sat down on the steps to feel stuffy.

After about half an hour like this, the pawns stationed in front of the mansion saw that the prince was in a bad mood, and no one dared to step forward to find it uncomfortable. Han Yue suddenly reached into his arms and took out a cigarette, and then "snapped" with a lighter After igniting it, he took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled a puff of white air.

"Swallowing clouds and mists..." The infantrymen were startled, with shock in their eyes.

A little soldier's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but said to Paoze beside him: "It is said that our prince is the son of a fairy, but it turns out to be true. Big brother, look at it, swallow the clouds..."

The soldier next to him also straightened his eyes. It took a long time for him to take a breath of cold air and said, "Have you noticed, the lord is still igniting the fire in the air, and with a snap in his hand, blue flames spurted out!"

"Amazing!" The little soldier swallowed, his eyes filled with desire and admiration.

Han Yue felt helpless for a while. Seeing these soldiers kept peeking at him, he could only squeeze out the cigarette and scolded: "Don't guess, this is not a trick, nor is it a fairy tale, this king is just in his heart. I was bored, so I just took a puff of cigarettes."

"Smoking?" The few soldiers looked at each other, and the little soldier couldn't help but swallow again, leaned in front of him and said with saliva: "My lord, what kind of treasure is this cigarette, I saw that you were enjoying it just now, could it be very refreshing to smoke it? ?"

Han Yue glanced at him and saw that the little soldier was only sixteen or seventeen years old. The fluff on his lips had not turned black, and his face was still full of curiosity.

He raised his leg suddenly and scolded with a smile: "Go away, the big kid just wants to smoke, wait until your hair grows."

The little soldier smirked, stretched out his hand and kept rubbing his buttocks. Although he was kicked by Han Yue, he didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, his face was smug. He was clearly showing off to his colleagues around him. Did you see that, the king kicked Fucked my ass, great glory.

"Stinky boy..." Han Yue scolded again with a laugh, and said, "The hair is not even long, but it is a ghost in the bones."

A few middle-aged foot soldiers next to him came over, stared straight at the half of the cigarette butt in Han Yue's hand, and swallowed: "My lord, that boy's hair is not all grown, our hair is all grown, you Smoking treasure..."

Han Yue sighed slightly, and said with emotion on his face: "This thing is not a good thing!"

"Just one bite, let us have a taste!"

Han Yue was helpless, threw the lighter in his hand, then took out half a pack of cigarettes from his arms, and sneered: "Each person is only allowed one puff, just to let you know what it is, but in the future, I will never smoke it, Ben. Wang doesn't have much stock either..."

"That's nature, that's nature!" The foot soldiers nodded again and again, the leader grabbed the cigarette box in his hand, took out a few carefully, and then followed the method of Han Yue and pressed the lighter with a snap. The sound made him tremble with fright.

"It's really a treasure of the fairy family!" The guy was amazed and said stupidly: "It's much more powerful than Huozhezi..."

He couldn't help but look closer, suddenly there was a loud noise, and the smell of burning hair came from the air. This guy didn't panic at all, he just reached out and touched his burnt eyebrows, but his eyes were still straight. Stare at the lighter.

A few veterans next to him were already impatient, and they urged again and again: "General, smoke, smoke!"

"Yes, smoking!" The leader of the infantry then sounded his business. He imitated Han Yue's way of picking up a cigarette and slowly lighting it. He also wanted to exhale, but he was choked and coughed continuously.

"It's my time, it's my time..." A group of veterans crowded up, snatched the cigarette directly from the infantry leader's mouth, and sucked it hard.

Han Yue has been watching from the sidelines, everyone only sees his expressionless face, and no one knows that he is fighting between heaven and man in his heart.

"Should this business of tobacco be made in the Tang Dynasty?" Han Yue looked up at the sky, it was really difficult to decide.

In fact, tobacco appeared in primitive human society, but it appeared in the Americas. It was really introduced to China during the Ming Dynasty, and then it became out of control.

"Forget it, this thing is of no great benefit to the country and the people. Even if it is a huge profit industry, it can't make life-threatening money."