Pastoral Song [Farming]

After the words were finished, the servants in dark red clothes came in one file at a time, holding large trays in their hands, and began to serve dishes in turn.

What chicken, duck and fish meat, cold and hot fried, soup and dessert, are full, layered on top of each other, and a table is piled up.The eyes of the people are straightened: No matter how good the life of the peasant family is, eight cold dishes and eight hot dishes are already extravagant for marriage. There are dozens of them here, right?

The table was full of delicacies, and the people who came to congratulate them were so satisfied that their stomachs were round.Those from poor families gobbled it up even more, thanking themselves for coming.For those of them with poor living conditions, it is a great thing to have a full meal, so the auspicious words when they left became more sincere.

Tian Lixiao sat under the stage, watching all this with cold eyes, not knowing how to describe his feelings: anger, humiliation, unwillingness or hatred?

My own children get married, three matchmakers and six hires, elders bid farewell, and kneel down to the high hall, all of which are gone.The only difference is probably that Muye sent a housekeeper to inform the villagers, and he added an invitation card on top of the verbal invitation, that's all.

That red post was like a slap on his face, the burning pain swept away his dignity and made him lose all face.

Tian Lixiao was burning with anger, his seven orifices were filled with smoke, and he really wanted to question Mu Ye: "This is the attitude that a son and daughter should have? How can such an unfaithful and unfilial person deserve to live in this world?"

But he couldn't, his son had already gone to the county, and he was about to end, and those inspectors hadn't left yet, so there couldn't be any gossip at the critical moment.He could only endure it, and even licked his old face, and went to personally deliver some melon and fruit gifts, and say a few nice words of blessing.

From ancient times to the present, is there any elder who needs to look at the face of the younger generation, and needs to humbly please him?Look at the huge ostentation now, look at the newly built high-walled compound, how ironic all this makes me look?

Tian Yue sat under Tian Li's head, her handkerchief twisted into a ball in anger, she gritted her teeth and stared at Mu Ye, wishing to pull it off, scratching a few paws to relieve her hatred.

He also likes Big Brother Jiang very much. If it wasn't for that little bitch, Mu Ye, who resorted to indiscriminate means, all of this should have been his own.The big red wedding dress is really beautiful, and the wedding venue is really magnificent, that little bastard Makino is not worthy of enjoying all of this...

"mother…"

"Yue'er, your brother said, when he is admitted to be a scholar, Muye will still curry favor with us? Don't worry, mother will let Jiang Ye marry you when the time comes, that little bitch is not worthy to lift your shoes."

Tian An kept picking chicken legs and meatballs into the bowl with his chopsticks. They were piled up into hills, and he was still not satisfied. He stared at the pork knuckles that were about to be served, and replied to Tian Yue by the way: These are delicious. Yes, if you don't grab it, wouldn't it be a big loss?He completely ignored the strange eyes of others.

"This old Tian family is really thick-skinned."

"I said so much to eat, but still can't stop your mouth?"

"I just can't see it..."

"Shut up, you'll hear me later, and you're going to make a fuss again. I didn't see that there are guards all around. If you get thrown out, you'll be the one to be ashamed."

Makino greeted the village head and asked the helper to take care of it first. Brother Ye said that the one who just read the oath is the current emperor, and they should go back first to say hello.

Makino is excited. Your Majesty, this is the legendary Emperor. Those archaeologists in the previous life have dug many tombs and have never seen it. This is true, it is true, it is out of print!

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Walking through the door in a hurry, I saw Prince Qin and a beautiful man with a leisurely and elegant posture, sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

"Aye, you are married, of course I will come, quickly prepare a room for me, it must be the same as Ah Ci."

"Brother Ye, don't we need to kneel down and salute?"

Muye tugged at Jiang Ye's sleeve, didn't he always kneel and kowtow when seeing the emperor?

"Haha, no need, no need, Aye, you little husband is much more interesting than you. Call me Muye, right? You can just call me son from now on."

"Young master, are you hungry? I'll ask someone to prepare something to eat?"

Makino stared at the cultural relics in front of him without moving his eyes, bah, Your Majesty, he was so excited that he really wanted to have a swing.

"On the day of your big wedding, go out and entertain guests, and just let Ah Shi make it for me."

A Ye's little husband's eyes are too enthusiastic, don't others feel panic when they see the emperor, why does this little brother have the feeling of looking at an antique vase, and even wanting to borrow it for research?His Majesty the Emperor felt a little fuzzy.

"Yes, sister-in-law, you can go, I will take care of my brother."

"Young master, rest well, we will see you later."

God, I actually talked to the living emperor, the emperor is really understanding, no wonder he can introduce so many policies to benefit the people, Mingjun, Mingjun.

"Brother Ye, I actually met the emperor. Your majesty, do you know how many imperial tombs we have researched there, and the ones we dug up are all buried with him. This is the living emperor!"

"Ono."

Jiang Ye patted Fulang's little head helplessly. It's not easy for this fool to see the emperor. He can take him to the capital at any time.

Seeing the little friend pulling his little husband, with a happy face, and walking away without looking back, His Majesty the Emperor touched his chest, shook his head, and stood up, hey, Aye will definitely be a spoiled husband in the future.

"Brother, why are you going?"

"I'll go back to the house to wash up and hurry up, am I not tired?"

"No, no, I'm too busy to forget it. Wait a minute, I'll get something to relieve fatigue, you put it in the water, Xiao Yezi's big tub can lie down, it's very comfortable."

While talking, he got up and ran to his room. This is still his treasure. Brother is really blessed to have such a good brother like me.

His Majesty the Emperor looked at his younger brother who hurried away: Hey, although he has been cleaning his ass and cleaning up the mess every day since he was a child, except for his mother, only Ah Ci is the only one who treats him sincerely. That idiot Ye is actually very lucky.

Back then, his father was critically ill, the side concubine in the mansion, and the children born to noble concubines were restless and eager to be pampered, all eyeing the supreme position covetously.Although he occupies the title of eldest son, no one can guess what the emperor's grandfather is thinking.During those days, they made things difficult in the open and assassinated in the dark, and there was no peace every day.

His mother's family background is not good, and he doesn't have the support of a family with a strong background like the second, third, and fifth brothers. The younger brother is young and needs to be protected by himself every day, so it's good if there is no trouble.

If it wasn't for Aye, a general with great military exploits, who stood behind him from beginning to end, and even guarded the gate for him in the few nights before his enthronement, lest those people jump over the wall in a hurry, otherwise, how could he live safely until he became a great treasure?

But, who knows?He and Aye were just going to see his father off when he went to war. Aye didn't know why, the team was about to start, so he rushed here with a burden on his back, his clothes were worn out, and his body was covered in blood.

If the deserter was found out, he would be beheaded. He couldn't bear it, so he secretly helped him. This idiot, A Ye, always remembered it.Even if Aye hadn't blocked the knife for his father back then, and the poisonous arrow added the knife wound, his father would have lost his life on the spot.

He never thought that the person he rescued would climb from an unknown person to the position of a general step by step. Every time he returned to Beijing to report on his duties, Aye would come to see him and give him all the gold, silver and jewels he got on the battlefield Make some connections, win over your subordinates...

"Brother, here you go, let's go wash. I'll find something delicious for you. The kitchen still has a lot of big plays to come out today."

His Majesty's memories were interrupted by his younger brother rushing in like a tornado, he sighed helplessly, got up and went to the room prepared for him.

"Chengzi, bring me a change of clothes."

"Yes, son."

After soaking in the bath and changing clothes, His Majesty the Emperor felt that he was alive again.Pushing all the windows open, sitting on the low reclining chair below, looking at the yard full of red silk and satin, colorful balls, listening to the laughter coming from not far away, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly envied his little friend: Hey, This is called life.

When they returned to the scene, there was still a toasting ceremony. The two of them didn't know many people, and there were only a handful of people who had a good relationship. If there were few people, there would be no trouble.The villagers only need to toast together at each table, and those who come later don't need to entertain, Makino is very satisfied.

"Ah Ci, these are all made by A Ye's little husband? I have never seen them before." His Majesty the Emperor felt that he was ignorant again.

"Yeah, these are just some. You can go to his store another day, and it will be complete. When I came here on the first day, all the food crawled under the table."

"Well, it's really delicious, much more delicious than the food in the palace. No wonder Aye's complexion is getting better and better, he's younger than me."

His Majesty the Emperor complained inwardly: Aye is obviously one year older than him, but now, his color is rosy and shiny, and even fine lines are gone, he is really jealous.No wonder he stayed in this small mountain village and never returned to Beijing.

"You stay longer to make up for it. Seeing that your body is thinner again, my sister-in-law will also make some medicinal meals."

Ever since his brother became that ruined emperor, he became thinner and thinner day by day, worrying about him to death, His Royal Highness Qin Wang felt that he was really worried about his life.

His Majesty the Emperor, who was stuffing the enema into his mouth, paused with his chopsticks: Am I disgusted again?

"Brother, what do you think of this taste? Do you feel full after eating a little?"

"Well, although this ingredient is ordinary, it tastes very good."

"This is called Bulanzi. It's made of potatoes. Let me tell you, a big bowl of two potatoes at most, followed by a bowl of porridge, can feed a person to death. My sister-in-law gave me many recipes, all of which are simple ingredients. It’s convenient to make, and it’s delicious and filling. Xiao Yezi said, if you improve it in the barracks, you can eat it well, and you can save a lot of money to buy some meat.”

"Is this true?"

Look at my little friend, marry a husband and don't forget to set some prescriptions to help me.Although the tax revenue has increased in recent years, raising the army is a waste of money. The treasury, which is empty even the rats are not willing to go to, is simply a drop in the bucket. , It’s good not to be hungry.

"They have prepared a lot of things, but if you come back and ask them to give it to you directly, I won't do it for you."

"You rest, I'll go see what's going on outside."

"Cheng Zi, tell me what I have to complain about. Should I let go of the matter of the princess?"

The people around them are all worried about themselves. As for themselves, they are stuck in the big or small blows and don't want to come out. They don't say anything, but they hope that they can get better.

"My son is like a bright mirror in his heart, but he just doesn't want to think about it."

"You slave, you know how to say good things. All right, after a long day, you should go down and have a rest. I'll sleep for a while, so I don't have to wait on you all the time."

"Yes, son."