Datang Fenghua Road

A fleeting moment of sad autumn.

Hold wine at Wangjiang Tower,

Bustling mayfly world and earth sorrow.

Linshui wields bamboo and willows,

The dung will be the prince.

Proudly looking at spirituality,

Hundreds of turns of sadness.

He stopped talking, and when he looked back, he saw a shocked face written on Wannian County Magistrate.

Chapter 80 My Cannon Wants to Show Off

"The Marquis of Jingyang is very handsome, and uses poetry to describe people. Although the words are melancholy, the aspirations in his heart are clear at a glance. The old man thought you were only proficient in the art of examining things, but you can't imagine that you are also very accomplished in poetry and poetry. Sure enough, you are a genius in the world, making people Don't take it lightly."

"My lord has praised him, but it's just a momentary feeling!" Han Yue gently cupped his hands, but he stood still on the edge of the cliff.

Wannian County magistrate suddenly said: "Marquis Jingyang, the old man is not polite to you. I came here this time to misunderstand your delay in farming, but I saw sweet potatoes. This old man wants to write to the court to promote it. I don't know what the Marquis of Jingyang thinks. how?"

"Not for now!" Han Yue shook his head slowly.

Wannian County Magistrate was startled and couldn't help but say, "Why is this?"

Han Yue glanced at him and said lightly: "There are three reasons, there are many difficulties, and the time has not come."

"I don't know what three reasons are there? What difficulties are there?" Wannian County magistrate asked, and said solemnly: "If it's just an ordinary matter, then the Marquis of Jingyang need not worry. Although this old man is only a fifth-rank official, It also has some weight in the court, or it can help you solve it.”

"Okay!" Han Yue laughed and said, "My lord has such ambition, I really admire it."

"Jingyang Marquis don't need to be polite, let's talk about difficult things first!"

"Alright!" Han Yue nodded, he glanced at Wannian County Magistrate meaningfully, and giggled: "The first difficulty is that my foundation is stable, if I spread sweet potatoes now, I am afraid that the family will have another Come and take it! Your lord, can you solve this matter?"

Wannian County Magistrate's expression changed slightly.

Is the family so easy to mess with?

The majestic clan has been passed down for thousands of years, and even His Majesty the Emperor has to deal with it carefully. How can he, a fifth-rank official, be the opponent of those families.

Hearing Han Yue then said: "Your Excellency must also know that not long ago, I formulated a medicine to relieve the heat, and as a result, I was targeted by those hungry wolves. In order to take this thing, they attacked wave after wave of conspiracy and tricks. Come. If I hadn't acted cautiously, I'm afraid the grass on the grave is already very high."

"Alas! Aristocratic family, aristocratic family..." Wannian County magistrate sighed and said angrily, "It's really hateful."

Han Yue said again: "The second difficulty is the pushback from the DPRK! Your lord, you are dedicated to the people, but some people in the DPRK may not be like this. The sweet potato has just been cultivated, and no one knows its output except me. How about it. The so-called empty words are useless, what do you use to persuade those people to believe? Is it just because I, Han Yue, built a waterwheel..."

Wannian County Magistrate's face changed again.

Han Yue didn't give him a chance to think, and continued: "Even if these two difficulties can be solved, the third one will limit the promotion of sweet potatoes."

Wannian County Magistrate was slightly startled, and asked in doubt, "Why is this?"

Han Yue smiled bitterly: "Because there are not enough grains!" He stared at Wannian County Magistrate, and joked: "I have more than ten million land in the Tang Dynasty, and I need so many grains, you can't let me out of thin air. Change it. I'm not a fairy..."

Wannian county magistrate was really questioned.

The old man thought about it for a long time, and finally turned into a helpless sigh.

He stroked the half of the roasted sweet potato that he had stuffed into his arms, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "As expected, good things come and go, the old man is impatient!"

There is nothing more depressing for people than knowing that big things are expected but owe the east wind alone. This kind of regret is really painful.

"Hey, if the old man's official position is bigger, maybe I can give you a little more support..."

"It's good that you have a heart, you don't need to complain too much!"

Wannian county magistrate waved his hand and said in a gloomy tone: "It's okay! Since this matter needs to be dealt with slowly, this old man must not be in a hurry. Marquis of Jingyang, if he has time, he may come to the county government for a gathering, the old man is leaving!"

He didn't wait for Han Yue to keep him, he turned around and left.The mountain road is winding and staggering, and it will go down the mountain after a while, and the figure gradually disappears from Han Yue's sight...

……

A young beggar quietly came over!

His eyes were a little dodgy, and his face was tangled, as if he was worried, so he had to summon up his courage several times before he dared to speak.

This young man was the one who sent the roasted sweet potatoes here before. He was once evaluated by Wannian County magistrate as having extraordinary eloquence, but his physique was small and slender.

Han Yue stood beside the cliff with his hands behind his back. He glanced at the young man out of the corner of his eyes and said lightly, "If you have something to say, say it! I'm not a man-eating tiger, why are you so afraid?"

The young man's face flushed slightly, he slowly approached a few steps, and said cautiously: "Marquis! The old man just now may not be wholeheartedly for the people, officials have two faces, don't be deceived by him! "

"Ha! You bastard..." Han Yue laughed, he reached out and hit the boy's forehead, pretending to be unhappy: "If you don't learn well at a young age, there are not so many conspiracies in this world. Be a person and do things for the good. Think about it, what's the point of being alive if you're always on the top of your head."

"But Lord Hou..." The young man was still trying to persuade him, but Han Yue suddenly pulled him to the side of the mountain, pointed to the foot of the mountain and said, "Look at the people working there, what do you think?"

"What do you think?" The young man's face was blank. He looked down the mountain and saw that there were countless little daughters-in-law working hard in the field, but he couldn't guess what Han Yue's intention was for a while.

"I knew you didn't understand! In fact, I just wanted to understand..." Han Yue sighed. He took the boy with one hand and pointed at the foot of the mountain, and said with emotion: "Look at those hard-working people, they have worked hard for years. "It's windy and rainy in summer, cold and snowy in winter, and busy all year round, but the person who asks for it just wants to have a full meal. Isn't this kind of life pitiful?"

The young man scratched his forehead and said cautiously, "Master Hou, isn't the purpose of life to eat? How can you be pitiful when you have food? When the villain used to beg, once he was begging for scraps to eat his stomach, he didn't know how much he felt in his heart. happy."

"How old are you, this little guy, how dare you play tricks with me..." Han Yue raised his eyebrows, hehe said, "I want to pretend to be ignorant in front of me, thinking that I can get away with it, I thought you were just an ordinary beggar?"

The boy's neck shrank, and his eyes flickered, afraid to look at him.

Han Yue let out a sigh and said with a smile: "You don't have to be afraid, this Marquis is an idle person, and he will ask you about your background when you are full. As long as you stay here without any bad intentions, I don't care if you were a prince or a prince before. Noble, this Marquis really doesn't care."

The teenager opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but was worried in his heart, and finally closed his mouth.

Han Yue ignored him and continued to talk about the previous topic, saying: "Aren't you afraid that the Wannian magistrate has another purpose? What's so scary, afraid that he will snatch the achievements of sweet potato promotion? Or that he is afraid of colluding with the family. Me? To tell you the truth, Lord Hou, I let him know on purpose..."

"Ah?" The young man's eyes were dazed, he looked at Han Yue in a daze, and asked in confusion, "Why is this!".

"Hey hey hey!" Han Yue smirked and said proudly: "Little guy, you still have something to learn!"

With a slight glance, he landed on the two red-clothed cannons, and the corner of his mouth raised a meaningful arc.

Wannian magistrate should not be a bad person.

Since he is not a bad person, he is a good official.

It is easier for people to listen to what a good official says!

Han Yue just wanted to use the Wannian magistrate's mouth to spread the reputation of sweet potatoes, just to seduce some people to die.