Luo Rucai watched the show next to him for a long time, and finally couldn't help but jump out. Luo Rucai didn't care about the age of a woman or whether a woman was a perfect woman. As long as she was beautiful, he would look at her and didn't dare to accept it. He walked to Du Shan and smiled and said, "None of them dares to ask for it, but I, Luo Rucai, dare to ask your wife to remarry me, hey!"

Du Shan looked at him with his godless eyes: "This hero has a surname of Gao...a big name?"

Luo Rucai laughed and said, "General Dai Tianfu Men Weide, the people in the martial arts world are called Cao Cao and Luo Rucai. I, Luo Rucai, are not very good elsewhere, but I am very nice to women. If you give your wife peace of mind, I will treat her well."

After hearing this, Du Shan's eyes flashed with a hint of contempt. Although he was a scholar and not a person from the martial arts world, he also knew the reputation of Cao Cao. He heard that this man snatched good women everywhere, especially his favorite ladies from the official family. After snatching them, they all took them as his wife. So far, there are hundreds of wives and concubines. It is obviously not his wish to entrust Miss Ma San to such a man.

He turned his head with difficulty, trying to find another man to entrust him. However, everyone in the hall frowned and no one spoke again. He felt depressed and couldn't help but sigh. If no one was willing to ask for it, wouldn't he really give his wife to Luo Ru?

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang finally couldn't help it. If Luo Rucai hadn't come out to make trouble, he might not have come forward. Just let Miss Ma San Qinglan Ancient Buddha be a vulnerable person for a lifetime, he might not have interfered with her life. Because Zhu Yuanzhang is such a person, he is very good at hiding his heart and will never betray his ideas in front of others. But at this moment, he couldn't help but hide again, and took a step forward and said to Du Shan: "Don't give it to Luo Rucai, give it to me!"

Luo Rucai's face froze, turned his head, and said in a joking tone: "Brother Zhu Ba, why did you get a wife with your brother? I heard that you are not like this..." Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang's face was gloomy, obviously not feeling very comfortable. The momentum that he had thought was deliberately hidden by him for a long time came out of control and suppressed the air in the entire hall. Luo Rucai could no longer say that, so he quickly changed his words: "Oh, since Brother Zhu Ba is interested, my brother will naturally not compete with you."

He could not bear the anger. As soon as Zhang Xianzhong jumped out and threatened, he gave him 100,000 taels. Zhu Yuanzhang sank his face, and he quickly gave him the wife who was about to be a mouth. The so-called "knowing the times" is a hero. Luo Rucai always thought that he was a hero. Of course, there was a difference between a hero and a hero. No one could take away the real hero. Even if he was blood flowing like a river and was buried thousands of miles away, he would draw his sword and raise his arms in anger.

When Du Shan saw Zhu Yuanzhang standing out, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. Although he had never seen Zhu Ba in Baishui, he knew that the person in front of him must be Zhu Ba. Because from the position where everyone stood in the hall and the momentum he felt from the man, he knew that this person must be Zhu Ba, and he could not make any mistakes.

After the explanation of Hong Niang a few days ago, Du Shan already knew that Zhu Ba was a hero among men and a person worthy of entrusting. His unscrupulous eyes suddenly lit up. Without saying a word of extra words, he turned to Miss Ma San and said, "Madam, please listen to the last request for your husband... No, this is not a request, it is an order for your husband. After your husband dies, General Zhenxi will be your husband... Did you hear it?"

Miss Ma San's face was stunned. Her eyes looked at Zhu Ba with a very complicated look. No one knew what she was thinking. After a long time, she saw two clear tears shed in her eyes: "Okay! I'll listen to you, go with peace of mind."

The hall was silent and no one spoke. Du Shan chuckled and closed his eyes and passed away.

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart was extremely complicated. The woman in front of him looked exactly the same as Queen Ma, but she was not Queen Ma after all. After all, she was worthy of her true original wife, Queen Ma? She is different from Zhang Yingxian, Qiuye and others, because no matter how many women Zhu Yuanzhang married, it would not hinder Queen Ma's status in his heart. Just like he had taken many concubines in his previous life, those concubines were just green leaves that foiled Queen Ma's side. They would not hurt her mother's demeanor and would not shake her position in her heart.

But Miss Ma San was different. When Zhu Yuanzhang looked at that face, he couldn't help but regard her and Queen Ma as the same person. This was the real betrayal of his deceased wife. He couldn't help but wave to Miss Ma San and said, "Come with me in the back hall." He planned to explain a few things to Miss Ma San. First, he just wanted to rescue her from Luo Rucai, not really wanted to marry her. Second, everything will be free from her in the future and there is no need to be with him.

However, these two sentences are not convenient to be said in front of others, especially Luo Rucai was still in front of the hall, so he waved to Miss Ma San to go back.

Unexpectedly, when he waved his hand, everyone was wrong. Luo Rucai couldn't help thinking: No, Brother Zhu Ba is even more anxious than I thought. Although this woman was remarried to you at the death of her husband, it wouldn't be that her ex-husband was not cold before she could get her to the back hall to have fun, right? This is too outrageous. She had to bury her ex-husband first. When she finished her spirit, she would slowly coax her into the room. It would be so awkward to drag her to the bed like this.

Not only Luo Rucai misunderstood, but other leaders were sweating profusely and were all surprised. The little mute even wanted to jump out and say a few words to Miss Ma San, but she was not as bold as Hong Niang, and she was not so bold that she wanted to say something. She was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

Countless eyes fell on Miss Ma San, wanting to see how she dealt with this scene. Should she follow Brother Zhu Ba to the back hall to serve the pillow mat, or would she hold the dead husband's body and cry "I'm so sad"?

However, everyone was wrong. Miss Ma San suddenly stood up and said in a gentle but firm voice: "General Zhenxi, I'm sorry, I can't marry you. What I promised to my husband just now doesn't count!"

"Wow!" Everyone was so angry that they had seen lying, but never saw anyone who dared to lie to the dead. Are you not afraid that others would see or hear it in the Spirit of Heaven. Then they would come to your dream to settle the score with you?

Miss Ma San said lightly: "Actually, my husband is not qualified to give me an order. He is the son-in-law of the Ma family. After he dies, he can't control whether I change my marriage or not. Therefore, what he said just now doesn't count. The reason why I don't refute him is just that I hope that the last time in his life can leave without being anxious and smiling. Now he has gone. I don't have to worry about making him angry anymore. Please allow me to decide where to go for the rest of my life."

"Wow!" Everyone was shocked again, and then they remembered the son-in-law. They were just blamed for the couple who looked very loving. Miss Ma San also showed a look of listening to her husband completely. So everyone almost forgot that Du Shan was married into a marriage. Thinking of this way, a son-in-law really has no ability to control his wife. To put it bluntly, even if you write a divorce letter, you will be a divorce husband. The status of a son-in-law is not as good as a commander.

Everyone in the hall was sweating profusely. Seeing that Miss Ma San actually refuted Zhu Ba in person, they felt a cold sweat in their hearts. The longer the leaders and Zhu Ba were together, the more they found that there was an indescribable aura on him. In recent years, the orders issued by Zhu Ba have been issued by Zhu Ba are getting more and more afraid to disobey. They have begun to feel Zhu Ba's uniqueness and his power is getting stronger day by day. Even people like Wang Er dare not refute Zhu Ba's words again. Unexpectedly, Miss Ma San and a woman have such courage.

The little mute screamed: What should I do if Brother Zhu Ba is angry and wants to kill Miss Ma San? Should I stand up and help Miss Ma San? After all, my life was saved by the couple...

Everyone was looking at Miss Ma San just now, but now they turned around together, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang's face and eyes, wanting to see how he reacted.

Surprisingly, Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry. No, we can't say we were not angry. He should have breathed a sigh of relief. A hint of relaxation flashed in his eyes. The low momentum just now was actually aroused by this. It turned out that after hearing Miss Ma San's words, Zhu Yuanzhang finally found a reason not to betray Queen Ma. He felt that his heart was relieved for no reason, as if a thousand pounds of huge rocks fell to the ground. He waved his hand and laughed: "Okay! Very good! Hahaha... White Jade Pillar!"

Bai Yuzhu walked out from the side, clasped his fists and said, "I'm here."

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "When your grain supervision team returned to Shaanxi, escort Miss Ma San back to Xi'an and hand her over to Ma Zhixiong."

Bai Yuzhu didn't ask why, and immediately said, "As for the order." After that, he stepped aside.

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed three times to the sky, then turned around and walked towards the back hall with his hands behind his back. No one was thinking at this time, just as no one knew what thoughts were turning in Miss Ma San's mind that just now.

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang leaving, Miss Ma San also felt relieved. She was actually prepared to be forcibly dragged into the back hall. If such a thing happened, she planned to commit suicide with the dagger hidden in her arms and die for her husband. Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuanzhang did not force her, but instead walked into the back hall with a smile. This made her nervous nerves seem to hit a pile of cotton, and she had nowhere to focus for a while and almost fell to the ground.

The little mute ran up from the side, held Miss Ma San, and said anxiously: "Sister, let's bury the Engong quickly and buried it as a safe... the Engong... wu..."

Miss Ma San finally noticed the little mute talking. She said in surprise: "Huh? Are you the girl my husband saved from his second brother? Why are you... able to speak?"

The eleventh year of Chongzhen, spring.

The people of Guangyuan and Bazhou were sowing corn in the thin land on the hillside. While sowing, the people sang the nursery rhyme compiled by Zhu Yuanzhang: "The general of Zhenxi learned the immortal method, and the grain planting in dry land also sprouted. Two thousand kilograms were planted per mu. If you have enough food, you will exchange for gold..."

The loud singing danced on the hillside, from one mountain to another. The people were very motivated, and everyone was sweating and hoes to their heart's content. The scene was simply in full swing.

Zhu Yuanzhang led Xia Erduo and a group of pirates responsible for teaching the cultivation techniques of the people through the fields. It was the first time for Xia Erduo and others to see the thin layer of soil like Guangyuan. Everyone was a little scared when they saw the extremely thin layer. This kind of land actually feeds three million Sichuan people, which is really incredible.

At this time, an old farmer came over on the roadside and asked with a look of fear, "General. I listen to the children's songs. You can use magic to plant two thousand kilograms of grain in one acre of land. Is this true?"

Of course this is not true. Zhu Yuanzhang is not feudal superstitious, but this is not completely false. If you plant potatoes on fertile land, it would be fine to produce 2,000 kilograms per mu. However, if you plant corn on thin soil in Sichuan, you will have to burn incense if you have a capacity of 1,000 kilograms per mu. So he could not say this directly is true, so he patiently said to the old farmer: "I do know some special methods. It is not difficult to plant 2,000 kilograms per mu on fertile fields, but here in Sichuan..."

After hearing this, the old farmer's eyes flashed with disappointment: "I know too. The land in Sichuan is a bit thin... Then, what kind of immortal magic can save us?"

Zhu Yuanzhang whispered: "I can't guarantee that two thousand pounds, but you just need to plant the seeds I gave you according to the method my people teach you, and change the seeds I gave you. There should be no problem with seven or eight hundred pounds."

The old farmer was stunned: "Seven or eight hundred kilograms... Oh, seven or eight hundred kilograms are also amazing. I have been digging land in Guangyuan for a lifetime, and at most one hundred and fifty kilograms of grain in one acre of land. If you can cast spells to plant seven or eight hundred kilograms of kilograms of land, I will make you a cow and horse..."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded at him and smiled and said, "Don't worry, planting it, it's okay to have seven or eight hundred kilograms, take good care of your fields."

The old farmer was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "Seven or eight hundred kilograms, seven or eight hundred kilograms, if you pay 30% of the tax, you can still raise 5 or six hundred kilograms. It's great, it seems that I don't need to go to the south Luo..."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he asked the old farmer again: "Uncle, what do you mean by going to the south?"

The old farmer said: "A few days ago, I heard a travel merchant say that the great marshal Li Zicheng of Fengtian and advocated righteousness, led his troops to capture Shunqing (today's Nanchong City), and issued a notice that he would not need to pay taxes to farm under his command."

A sharp light flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes. Of course, he had known about Li Zicheng's attack on Shunqing for a long time. He had been strictly blocking the news from the south, not wanting the people to know that Li Zicheng was close at hand. Unexpectedly, Li Zicheng was quite unconscious and actually sent his spies to disguise themselves as merchants to incite the people under his rule to reap the population from here. It was really disgusting.

The old farmer said again: "A few brothers in our village said they wanted to go to Shunqing. If they really didn't pay taxes, they would go to Lord Li to dig food, but now they don't have to leave. Once the general's immortal method is used, we can collect five or six hundred kilograms per acre, which is more than the tax paid. Haha... Then there is no need to leave the hometown."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.

The old farmer quickly asked again: "General, your immortal skills are not a lie. If you can't grow so many..." This old farmer is too careless, and can you say such words? If the person in front of him is not Zhu Yuanzhang, his head will probably not be able to be saved. However, Zhu Yuanzhang is a person who loves the people as much as his son. Of course, he would not turn against him for such a sentence and said kindly: "Don't worry, my method will definitely work. As long as you take good care of the fields, there will definitely be a harvest of 700 to 800 kilograms."

After the old farmer walked far, Zhu Yuanzhang's face gradually calmed down, and he turned to Xia Erduo and said, "Did you hear it?"

Xia Erduo nodded: "I heard it all!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "It's good to hear it. This time the spring corn sowing work must be done well. The next four months of corn growth will not tolerate any accidents. It is necessary to ensure that this batch of corn can be planted with as much output as possible. Otherwise, all the people under our rule will go to Li Zicheng."

Xia Erduo said seriously: "Yes!"

Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and looked at his guard squad, without having to give orders. Ma Xiaotian already understood and quickly clasped his fists and said, "I will send an order now, and beat the person responsible for arresting Li Zicheng's spy again, and blame him for his ineffective work."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said, "I don't want to hear any spies sneaking into our territory to spread news..."

Ma Xiaotian said: "Yes!"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said, "How are our spies arranged?"

Ma Xiaotian quickly said: "Two hundred spies were divided into forty groups and spread them to the nearby cities. Our children's songs will soon spread throughout Sichuan. Sister Xue Hongqi and Brother Leng Feng from Liuzhen, Shaanxi, also sent many spies to enter Shanxi, Henan and other places to sing nursery rhymes. I believe that they will achieve good results soon."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face became much better, and he asked again: "What about Miss Ma San's affairs?"

Ma Xiaotian said again: "Bai Yuzhu has already spread news to us that she had sent Miss Ma San back to Xi'an safely and handed it over to Ma Zhixiong."

Zhu Yuanzhang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Everything went well. Now he was waiting for the next big move.

At this time, Xu Renjie suddenly brought several confidant brothers from the edge of Tiankan. When he saw Zhu Yuanzhang, he quickly saluted and said, "Li Zicheng's troops attacked the Chengdu Plain. He originally wanted to break through Chengdu, but when he saw that the Chengdu city was high and thick, the walls were tight, and he did not dare to start the battle lightly, he went around the city north and conquered Deyang... Yang Sichang kept chasing behind his butt, and the two armies chased and fled, and they were about to approach Guangyuan again."
Chapter completed!