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21. Jun Farmer (6)
"God, don't patronize and feed Ningning, you also eat." Zheng Ronghan took two pieces of scrambled eggs and put them into Xu Jinyi's bowl.
After the locust plague, Xu Jinyi suddenly thought that chickens and ducks are the natural enemies of grasshoppers. The people cannot plant the fields, but they can catch grasshoppers to raise chickens and ducks. This method can not only kill the raging locusts, but also add some meat and eggs to the people.
Xu Jinyi talked about this method with Zheng Ronghan, and then asked the people's opinions carefully before gradually implementing it.
The plate of scrambled eggs on the table today is the first batch of eggs produced by chickens and ducks raised by the people.
At this time of life and death, a handful of grain may save a person's life. Even if the government bought a large amount of grain from grain merchants, the officials did not dare to covet a single drop of grain, and most likely distributed it to the people.
As an example of officials, King An Zheng Ronghan set an example. When he ate, he had a few miscellaneous pancakes and a few bowls of gruel. If he could see a little green wild vegetables, it would be an excellent meal.
Today these eggs were stuffed into the county government by the people, but Zheng Ronghan refused, so he had to hand them to the kitchen, and the kitchen made a plate of scrambled eggs at noon.
A plate of scrambled eggs, Zheng Ronghan invited Xu Jinyi to eat together.
Xu Jinyi felt sorry for her girl, and she was reluctant to eat, so she fed Ningning two yuan first.
Zheng Ronghan saw that Xu Jinyi was only caring about feeding his girl, and felt sorry for his little husband, so he hurriedly put him in a bowl.
Xu Jinyi filled the two eggs into his mouth and smiled at Zheng Ronghan, "Thank you, Lord."
However, Zheng Ronghan noticed that the little man only ate the two pieces he had picked up for him, and then he refused to move his chopsticks against the eggs anymore.
Zheng Ronghan sighed, no appetite anymore. He turned his head and looked at the sunny weather outside, and his heart was sore. If God could rain immediately.
If this drought can pass immediately and the people live and work in peace and contentment, he will immediately return to Beijing with the little gentleman. When that happens, all the delicacies of the mountains and seas, the aquatic syrup and the jade liquid, will be placed in front of the little gentleman, so that the little gentleman can eat.
If the sky has eyes, you will end the heavy rain happily, don't let him love the little gentleman who is not enough, even the most ordinary egg is reluctant to eat.
Who knows, the weather changed that afternoon.
The original hot sun was covered by a layer of dark clouds, and the sunny sky was also dark. The neighbors ran around and told each other, yelling that God is going to rain.
The clouds gathered more and more, and more and more and sinking, and finally they almost pressed on the roof. The people raised their heads and looked at God, or the yellow-haired old man with wrinkled face, or the belated child who was just the governor, with hope in their eyes. Light, looking eagerly at the sky above.
Finally, a bolt of lightning that was so bright that it was almost dazzling split the dim sky in half, and then there was a blast of ear thunders out of thin air, and the big raindrops crackled down.
The people shed tears of joy, and couldn't help but ran into the rain to accept God's belated baptism.
The heavy rain hit the body and it hurts, but no one was willing to hide in the house. They waited so long for this rain, so that the moment they waited, they couldn't believe it. Only when they felt the pain in their lives can they be satisfied in their hearts.
Cheering, dancing, tears streaming down my face.
"It's raining, God finally rained."
"Survived, we are saved!"
"The old man can still wait until this time, it is really catastrophic, there must be a blessing! Haha, the old man can live for another ten years!"
"It's still autumn. When the rain is over, some radish and cabbage can be planted in the fields. It's not too late for this rain, not too late!"
Xu Jinyi moved a chair, sat under the eaves of the county government office, and smiled slowly as he watched the people welcoming the rain with their arms outstretched outside.
"God, it's raining."
Xu Jinyi turned his head and looked at Zheng Ronghan, who was also smiling, "My lord, I wish you all the best in the coming year."
"No!" Zheng Ronghan stretched out his palm, followed by the rain flowing down from under the eaves, "I wish my Daqing every year the weather will be smooth and good, and I wish my Daqing people good food and clothing every year!"
"Blessings from God," Zheng Ronghan looked at his little husband again, his eyes soft and narrow, "I am happy all the time."
The heavy rain continued for two days and three nights, the brown and cracked land was fully moisturized, and the people were beaming with joy.
The first thing Xu Jinyi needs to do is to take a hot bath quickly.
I am ashamed to say that Xu Jinyi has been in this world since he has been in this world. He has never taken a bath before. Before the rain, he felt reluctant to wipe his body with half a basin of water.
The county office is not big. Zheng Ronghan's room is next to Xu Jinyi. Hearing the sound of splashing water from the little husband's room, Zheng Ronghan's heart is hairy and itchy, his heart beating violently, and his hands are shaking uncontrollably.
Zheng Ronghan is the first emperor's single son, and he has been dominated by the first emperor since his birth. It is also because of this unique love that Zheng Ronghan has experienced how many spears and arrows from his childhood.
In front of those life-threatening intrigues, Zheng Ronghan has never panicked, but today he was at a loss for the first time.
Standing is neither sitting nor is it, not listening but reluctant to listen but even more fanciful. He jumped onto the bed and put the quilt on, but his ears were erect, and he couldn't help looking for the sound of water coming from next door. He tried to sit down at the desk and review the copy, but he still couldn't calm down. The sound of water seemed to have magical power, knocking his eardrums. He put down his pen and found a Buddhist scripture to read it heartily, but it was still in vain. The clattering sound gathered into a golden halo, flying around in front of his eyes, waiting for him to recover, completely unable to remember himself. Where did you read it.
Zheng Ronghan was weak, and simply put down the Buddhist scriptures, completely emptying his brain.
With a bang, the water may have flowed through the young gentleman’s slender and powerful arms; with a bang, the water may have slid through the white and delicate neck of the young gentleman; with a bang, the water may have flowed through the young gentleman’s thin and thin neck. A straight chest; with a bang, the water may have reached the gentleman's flexible waist, splashed on the gentleman's slender legs, and finally dripped onto the gentleman's soft and lovely insteps.
The beautiful and charming imagination in his mind made him flustered and made him breathe heavily. Zheng Ronghan closed his eyes and lay down on the back of the chair behind him. His body, trying to relax, unconsciously tightened into a bow at this time.
Because there was already a small tent of quite considerable size erected under him.
Zheng Ronghan is not a lascivious person, even before meeting the little Mr. He was quite repulsive of sex. Whether it is the emperor's brother who wants to find him the princess, the mother's queen wants to give him a room, or the romantic family and noble son wants to invite him to the brothel, he always shook his head and refused without hesitation.
Now that it has been around for a year, Zheng Ronghan still has no one on his pillow. How many times the emperor's brother and mother smashed the teacup angrily, and how many times it has been rumored that King An did not raise it. He still has the word "no".
Even Zheng Ronghan himself felt that he was cold-hearted and deserted by nature, and he would definitely die alone in the future.
However, after meeting the little man, everything changed.
Zheng Ronghan had that kind of dream for the first time. In the dream, he and the little man entangled with his limbs and kissed lingeringly; in the dream, he pressed the little man under his body and his hands wandered freely on his jade white body; He pierced through the little gentleman's body fiercely, and the bullied him was covered with crystal tears on his long eyelashes, and his blushing mouth spit out sobbing.
The pleasure in the dream often made him numb to the point of trembling and trembling, and finally woke up with a muffled groan, and his lower body was wet.
There was still a throbbing aftertaste in his body, but his eyes were completely dark, and the bedside was also empty. His enthusiastic and charming little gentleman in his dream was completely gone.
It turned out that the so-called cold-hearted desertedness was just because he did not meet his little husband.
Zheng Ronghan listened to the sound of water next door, his palm slowly moved down...
When he finally came back to his senses, he pricked his ears up again, but the next door was completely silent.
Zheng Ronghan stood up suddenly, ran into the little gentleman's house in a panic and hurriedly, and opened the door with a "bang".
The heavy rain continued for two days and three nights, and low-lying villages had to prevent waterlogging. The young man had been busy from morning to night in the past two days. don’t know how tired he was. If he just fell asleep while bathing, he even slipped down the water accidentally— —
"Who!" Xu Jinyi was wiping his body with a towel, but suddenly heard a loud noise and the door of the house was violently knocked open.
There is no dangerous situation as imagined in the house, only the little gentleman who is standing outside the tub in shock.
All naked|naked.
Zheng Ronghan's gaze shot straight over, and Mr. Yubai's body was too perfect, with some pink after bathing, delicate and tender.
Xu Jinyi grabbed the clothes that was draped on the next bath rack and put it on her body, and then moved over to Zheng Ronghan with a little carelessness, "Why is the lord in such a hurry?"
However, within a few seconds, the little man’s body was completely covered by a white shirt. Zheng Ronghan felt it was a pity, but he wanted to wait for the white shirt to get wet by the uncleaned water drops on the little man’s body. The beautiful body is more attractive, Zheng Ronghan looked straight again.
"Lord!" Xu Jinyi's tone was already obviously unhappy.
"God, there was no sound in your room just now, I was afraid you would drown in the water, that's why—"
"The prince doesn't need to worry about the grass people." Xu Jinyi put on his robe, "The grass people are familiar with water, and they will never drown in a bathtub."
"Yes." Zheng Ronghan was overhearing and was discovered by the little gentleman. He felt quite agitated. However, staring at the little gentleman's buttoned finger, Zheng Ronghan looked at him again. The little gentleman's fingers are long and slender. They hook and pull like a butterfly flying lightly, with dreamlike beauty under the dim light.
"The prince manages everything every day, and he must be very tired at this time. If nothing happens, it is better to go back to the room and rest."
Zheng Ronghan was about to agree, but found that the little gentleman had fastened his robe and walked out the door. He quickly stopped the little gentleman and said, "You don't need to call others, this king will help you pour the water out."
In this society where imperial power is supreme, if other people know that Zheng Ronghan helped him pour the bath water, he will definitely be pointed out by thousands of people, but Xu Jinyi is still in the future and refuses, Zheng Ronghan has already carried the bath water out.
Xu Jinyi stared at Zheng Ronghan who was not struggling at all, her eyes darkening.