Return to the Qing Dynasty(16)

After a few autumn rains, the autumn grass turns yellow.

The Ministry of War made several inquiries in succession, asking about this year's autumn hunting.

Should I go hunting in autumn?

I asked Fourth Master to say that military training should be a normal thing. But autumn hunting is a symbol. You still have to go.

It also coincides with the autumn harvest. Originally, the fourth master planned to spare two extra days to go to the Imperial Manor to see the crops. Now, with the autumn hunting, time is even tighter.

The fourth master approved the document and asked the etiquette department to prepare it, keeping everything simple.

Taking advantage of the two days of preparation, I took Lin Yutong directly to Huangzhuang. This time, although I drove lightly, I didn't avoid people.

As a result, before leaving the palace, Hong Zhou chased after him with a playful smile, "Huang Ama, take your son with you. Last time, my son heard what Yu Liang said. If his father went to the fields, he would sit at home and be known to others.

All it takes is a poke in the spine."

I'm talking about the old man I met last time I went out.

The fourth master put down the book in his hand and glanced at Hong Zhou. He saw that this boy was wearing a robe that was not eye-catching. It was obvious that he had received the news early. He even changed his clothes. He was definitely going to follow him. If he didn't bring it with him, he would

If you dare to fall alone, "If you want to come up, come up."

Hong Zhou's eyes lit up, "My son is riding a horse! My son is outside to take care of me, don't worry." He said and ran away.

After leaving the palace gate and Hong Zhou following the carriage, Lin Yutong opened the curtain and took a look outside. He saw such a handsome horse. It was all white, and only one of its limbs and hooves were extremely bright.

Fiery red. At this moment, Hong Zhou was wearing a black robe and sat on his horse. The color was so bad, it made him look very coquettish.

Lin Yutong wickedly took a cloak of the fourth master. The middle length only reached the knee. It could be worn as a big cloak for Hong Zhou. She handed it to Su Peisheng and said, "Send it to the fifth elder brother."

Su Peisheng's heart skipped a beat, wondering whether the Queen was really optimistic about the Fifth Brother? This was really impossible to say.

Hong Zhou looked at the robe sent by Su Peisheng, and his smile suddenly froze. To be honest, there are not many opportunities to go out and ride horses. He finally managed to get Huo Shaoyun from Hong Shi, but he could only do that all day long.

The horse was left in the stables of the palace. It was already a luxury to find a chance to get close to it one day. Now I finally looked forward to riding a horse and went out. I chose a pair of matching clothes, but the emperor asked someone to give them to her.

Come here with the cloak.

In fact, he had already thought about the cloak. He wore black underneath and a bright red cloak on the outside. Sitting on the flaming clouds, this would be a really matching look. But now during the mourning period, other colors are fine.

, he really didn’t dare to wear this bright red. Therefore, even if it was windy today, he decided to be as cold as possible. As long as the young master is handsome and charming, nothing else matters at all.

But what about now? It's gray and old.

I said in my heart, Queen Mother, you really don’t think any color is good, but you made Huang Ama such a color of clothes.

Wrapping it on her body aggrievedly, she turned around and saw the face of Huang Aniang, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He quickly grinned and said, "Thank you, Queen Mother, for your kindness."

This kid!

Lin Yutong looked up and down, "It's windy, dress warmly." He smiled again, "Don't think about it, as long as you are the son of Emperor Ama, even if he squints his eyes and mouth, others will only say

Strange people and strange appearances.”

That’s not what you said, Queen Mother!

"My son hasn't married Fujin yet!" Hong Zhou muttered dissatisfiedly, but still let Xiao Luzi put on his cloak.

Lin Yutong secretly laughed and said to himself, young man, please wait slowly. Your mother is in favor of the policy of late marriage and late childbearing. Want to marry a wife? For a twelve-year-old you, let's talk about ten years later. The fourth master said: "This

Children are just like Hong Zhao, most people can't handle them when they are naughty. The mischief is the same, but the difference is that Hong Zhao is more public about his mischief. Of course, there are some aspects in which Hong Zhou and Hong Zhao are incomparable. Hong Zhao is the youngest son, and his parents are

The relationship is good, there is nothing dirty in the house, and there are many brothers above. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is loved by thousands of people. Later, he followed Honghui, and Honghui taught him step by step, which was no less troublesome than his own son.

.Even when he grows up and gets married, he is still his little brother in Honghui's eyes. His brother takes care of everything. But what about Hongzhou? He really wants to go shopping, who will spoil him?

Thinking about it, I feel a little more pity in my heart.

The Fourth Master put down the book in his hand. Tongtong, in his whole life, has never been hard-hearted towards his children.

Seeing the Fourth Master looking over, Lin Yutong was puzzled, "What? Can't you be nice to your child?"

Yes! Why not?

"If I still can't let you live your life as you please, I might as well give it a try." The Fourth Master said with a smile, "I haven't asked you yet? What did you say you wanted to do?"

What do I want to do?

Women's liberation?

Thinking of this, the fourth master smiled when his eyes met, "Do you really think that women can hold up half the sky?"

The carriage was shaking very much on the road, and the fourth master stopped looking at anything. He and Lin Yutong talked intermittently on the carriage. After wandering for an hour, they arrived at the farm.

When we arrived, Hongshi was already waiting from a distance.

Hong Zhou thought to himself: Are my third brothers really honest, or are they pretending to be stupid? Waiting here is just waiting, why don't you ride on horseback to greet him? It is said that when the late emperor came back from Jiangnan, Prince Zhi rushed to greet him.

Jiangnan. Now, there’s no need to be so exaggerated. You haven’t seen Huang Ama for two months. You can’t meet him three miles or five miles away. Could it be that you can’t meet him even one or two miles away? Huang Ama told you to stay in Huangzhuang.

, and then you really stay in Huangzhuang honestly. This is called honesty at best, but short-minded at worst.

The fourth master got off the carriage and looked at Hongshi. Hongshi had already knelt down and said, "Greetings to Emperor Ama."

"Get up." The fourth master felt quite satisfied. When he was harvesting wheat, he was still a white-faced scholar. Now his face is tanned and red, and he looks a bit stronger. It seems that he has worked hard.

Then, he turned around and reached out to pick up Lin Yutong.

When Hongshi got up, he thought that Huang's mother was also here. Just when he was about to kneel down and say hello to Huang's mother, he found that Huang Ama had first reached out to take out the people inside and stood on the shaft of the car, then raised his arm,

Just report the person down.

His face instantly turned red.

He is in his forties or fifties. If his eldest brother were still alive, his sons would be able to marry wives. This is how it turned out for the emperor and his mother.

What’s more, it’s still outside!

He quickly looked around and saw that except for him, who was staring in astonishment, everyone else had their heads lowered silently, as if they hadn't seen anything.

Hongshi had already sneaked away and went to pick persimmons from a row of persimmon trees beside the imperial village.

At this time of year, the persimmons are already red. The red ones look very festive.

As soon as Lin Yutong's feet touched the ground, she heard Hongshi shouting from beside him: "Bring me a saw..."

I don’t know if there is any direct relationship between picking persimmons and using a saw.

Here, Hongshi had already blushed and invited Fourth Master and Lin Yutong into the Imperial Mansion, "...I had already asked someone to prepare lunch. They are all products produced by Zhuangzi. They are very vulgar..." Thinking of Emperor Ama's Majesty,

The first time he ate at Yu's house, he didn't do any tricks, it was just farm food.

After simply washing up and sitting at the dinner table, Zhuangtou was almost scared to death outside. He usually wouldn't eat these things that Third Brother asked to prepare. Now they were placed in front of the emperor and empress.

If he is punished, his own son will be guilty of whatever crime, and the rest of the family will suffer accordingly.

Unexpectedly, within a short time, I heard laughter coming from inside. Apparently, the Lord was very satisfied with the meal. Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Inside, Hongshi talked about business, feeling less embarrassed and uncomfortable than before, "... my son doesn't understand anything... these village leaders treat their sons as their ancestors, let alone go to the ground, even if they go out for a walk, they are afraid of getting dirty.

He stole his son's shoes. There was really nothing he could do. His son took people to Lao Yutou's house on the other side every day and worked and ate with him. At least he could know whether the village head was in charge and what he had to do at what time. In this way,

No one dared to fool their son anymore. After a long time, they were afraid that their son would have an accident outside, so they let his son do whatever he wanted in Zhuangzi. However, most of them didn't care how the Zhuangtou took care of his son. As long as there was no big problem

I never had any involvement in the mistakes..."

The fourth master nodded. If he couldn't even figure out this matter, Hongshi would have to live in the house. Fortunately, although the method was stupid, it got the job done. He nodded with satisfaction, "

This is how it is when you go out to do things. Don't think that as the emperor's son, people will support you and let you go, and whatever you say will be yours. Where there are people, there will be fights. This is the most common thing. In the final analysis, being in charge is to manage people, understand.

For this reason, even if my hard work in the past two months has not been in vain."

"Yes!" After receiving the fourth master's affirmation, Hongshi's eyes immediately brightened. He lowered his head, "My son initially thought it was just a farm and there was nothing important to do. But during this period, I had nothing to do with Lao Yu.

Only by contacting one family and the people around me did I know what kind of life the people of the Qing Dynasty are living now..." As he spoke, he showed a bitter smile, "They say that the world is peaceful, but it is as peaceful as the capital.

Families who couldn't survive had to sell their sons and daughters to survive. Looking at the entire Qing Dynasty, how many such families should there be? The people didn't ask for much, just to fill their stomachs. After the autumn grain came, my son chose a few pieces of land.

After measuring the yield per mu, I realized how important it was that Huang Ama entrusted to his son." Whether it is corn or sweet potatoes, the yields are very scary. Although these things have been cultivated before, they have never been taken seriously.

He dared to talk about court affairs for the first time in front of Huang Ama, "Huang Ama, if taxes start to collect corn..." Isn't that the case, it will not only facilitate promotion, but also provide more surplus food to the people.

Fourth Master nodded with satisfaction. This is how things should be done. He pondered for a moment and said, "Do you think you can do the promotion thing?"

Hongshi's eyes widened in an instant. He knew very well what it would mean if this thing was successfully promoted, "Son... son..." For a moment, he was a little confused, "Son, can it be done?"

"Why not?" Lin Yutong interjected, "No, there's still your Ama. If you don't know, just ask if you have any ideas to tell your Ama the Emperor. Is there anything I can't say to my dear Ama?"

But that's not what they say. When things are arranged, it is natural to hope that the people below will do the job well. If the emperor is asked about everything, what will the ministers below do?

"But isn't that your own dear mother?" Lin Yutong naturally understood the reason for Hongshi's surprise, "Or you are the prince and they are ministers."

That’s what I said!

Hongshi took a sneak peek at Huang Ama's face, and saw that Huang Ama's face only had a bit of an angry smile, and there was no sign of disapproval at all. His heart suddenly became sour for some unknown reason.

Ama always had a cold face. In those years when Ama was busy, her husband was always teaching her homework. Every few days, she would take time out to look at her homework, and every time she would frown and pick out a bunch of things she was not satisfied with.

It seems that no matter what he does, he is not satisfied. I didn’t expect it to be like this? Did he ask Ama with his homework, and Ama would be very happy. Is it that Ama also hopes that his sons can ask
To be continued...