Chapter 799

Twenty Jiaoren "self-proliferated" again!

Liang Qu was pleasantly surprised.

The last time he pulled the Leng tribe was surprising enough, it was the "legacy" of Peng Ze, which could be understood. He didn't expect that after living in Huaijiang for three years, Brother Quan Brother Quan Linghan still had endless potential to dig!

"How did Clan Leader Brother Quan think of going out to find Twenty Jiaoren?"

"The production of Twenty Jiaoren silk in the clan is insufficient."

"Insufficient Twenty Jiaoren silk?" Liang Qu was surprised.

"Twenty Jiaoren shed scales twice a year, and the amount of Twenty Jiaoren silk woven is really limited. The imperial court's transaction volume is too large. Producing every year is just a drop in the bucket, and it can't fill the demand hole at all. From beginning to end, the consumption has been the storage of the past few decades.

Therefore, the matter of finding other Twenty Jiaoren groups has not stopped two years ago. Now, thanks to Lord Liang's protection and the imperial court's grace, there is a chance to reproduce the prosperity of Huaijiang in the past. People live for joy. As long as they can be found, it will not be difficult to win them over."

"So that's it."

Of course.

There is another important reason Brother Quan Brother Quan Linghan didn't say.

The Twenty Jiaoren tears that Liang Qu hasn't touched in the group are also getting less and less, and if it takes a few more years, it will probably fall into the same situation.

Without suffering, Twenty Jiaoren tears need to be "left behind" by Twenty Jiaoren with a certain strength, and the conditions are harsh.

Although Liang Qu didn't ask for payment every year, if you don't show your face once a year, it's easy to grow apart.

A thousand strings of money at home is not as good as a penny a day.

"Since Magistrate Brother Quan is confident, it's naturally better. If there is a Twenty Jiaoren tribe willing to move and become subjects of the Great Shun, the River Patrol Office will naturally escort them.

There is no need to worry about the Grand Theater. I will report to the imperial court for funding and support. During this period, Magistrate Brother Quan should encourage young Twenty Jiaoren to create good scripts. After all, they have read so many storybooks."

"Many thanks, Lord!"

Brother Quan Brother Quan Linghan happily said goodbye.

The water marsh was surging, the rising river water tumbled, submerging Liang Qu's shoes.

"Jiangchuan Grand Theater, sea merchants stationed, Lanzhou port... all opened up."

A little calculation.

Liang Qu couldn't imagine what Pingyang Prefecture would look like in a few years!

Sitting on the intersection of the North-South Canal, the two major tasks of sea merchant trade station, throwing away the imperial capital and the center of Southern Zhili, I am afraid that no prefecture in the world can compare!

Vibrant and everything competing for development.

Although he doesn't sit in the office, he is fighting for work and prosperity all the time!

Dry the moisture on the shoes.

Step on the slide and jump into the Ice Crystal Palace, brush off the snow, and face the hot mist.

Leaving for half a quarter of an hour, many new dishes were added to the table, and everyone's face was flushed.

"Ah Shui, where did you run to steal food!" Xu Xu Zishuai raised his cup and knocked on the table. "I'm just waiting for you! Everyone is about to raise their glasses to sing the congratulatory message! If you don't sing, you will be unlucky for a year, don't blame us for not waiting for you!"

"Here, here!" Liang Qu walked quickly back to his seat. "Master, what is the congratulatory message this year?"

Yang Yang Dongxiong declined: "The Prince of Xu Yue and the Master are both here, how can I overstep?"

"Then Teacher, Master, sing one?" Liang Qu saw that his master was under pressure and didn't force it.

"In such a festival, it should be the Prince of Xu Yue who mentions it." The old monk was humble.

The Prince of Xu Yue shook his head: "The Master has opened the golden rope and achieved the Arhat fruit position. Who doesn't envy, who doesn't admire? Since it is a festival, why not let the children get three points of joy?"

"Right, right, right! Master, don't be stingy, let out the good luck for us to get some!"

Xu Xu Zishuai responded first.

"Master, come!"

"The Master should sing!"

"Eh, don't say, really don't say, on the day the Master left seclusion, all the small illnesses of the people in the city were cured, and someone in the martial arts hall broke through the realm! Four gates entered the galloping horse!"

Someone took the lead, and everyone booed and asked the old monk to speak, noisy.

The old monk was promoted to Martial Saint in early February, less than ten days before and after, singing a happy message to get the great martial luck!

The words have reached this point.

It's not beautiful to push again.

The old monk got up and raised his cup, pondered for a moment, and smiled.

"Change the year to be new, respond to the time and accept the blessing. From now on, all things are wished, better than the old. Life is strong and healthy, happy to start the year!"

"Good!"

Everyone raised their hands together.

Liang Qu patted Wen Wen Shi Yun's head, Wen Wen Shi Yun quickly withdrew his gaze, stepped on the stool and stretched out his small hand.

The cups collided.

Wine, tea, and fruit juice mixed together.

"Change the year to be new, respond to the time and accept the blessing. From now on, all things are wished, better than the old. Life is strong and healthy, happy to start the year!"

"Sister Adi, I'll take the two boys, Little Shunzi and Xiao Kui!"

"Nothing, it's good to take them away, there's less noise at home."

"Okay, anyway, Sister Adi, don't miss them after two days, just cry secretly."

"Rest assured, she won't cry!" Chen Qingjiang hugged Adi and laughed.

"Alright! Let's go!"

Liang Qu pulled the small hands of the two, jumped onto Chishan, and went to the pier.

Ice Crystal Palace.

Blue cat and brown mouse.

It is definitely a novelty that the world has never seen before, so Liang Qu originally wanted to pull Chen Qingjiang's family to spend the New Year, but later thought about it and thought it was better not to force it.

The Prince of Xu Yue and the old monk were present, Yang Yang Dongxiong and Su Guishan still felt a lot of pressure, let alone Chen Qingjiang's family, it would not be group-friendly to go, it would be better to stay at home comfortably.

It is also inappropriate to let the two children go alone. There is no reason to take other people's children away on New Year's Eve.

It's fine to take them on the first day of the New Year.

Rolled up the cloak to avoid the cold for the two, Chishan raised its hooves and stepped on the water surface.

"Come again, come again!"

"Wuhu!"

On the ice surface, Ke Ko Wenbin jumped into the ice cave, sliding all the way into the Ice Crystal Palace, fast as lightning.

Early this morning, the colleagues of the River Patrol Office all rushed over. When Liang Qu went to Pingyang County to pick up people, he saw Ke Ko Wenbin playing on the slide. When he came back, he was still playing. When he saw him, he was not "grateful," and scolded him when he jumped out of the north cave.

"Liang Ah Shui, you really deserve to die!"

"Heh, what's the reason... be careful of slipping." Liang Qu took off his cloak, lifted the two boys who were looking left and right and put them on the ice surface, then looked up, "Is it wrong to invite you?"

"Such a good place, didn't tell the brothers early! Like to eat alone! If you don't arrange a room for me tonight, I won't leave!"

"If you like it so much, why not find a Grandmaster wife who can make ice?"

"Tai!" Ke Ko Wenbin widened his eyes, covered his heart and sat down on the ground, "Evil obstacle!"

"Okay, okay, do you slide or not, don't occupy the latrine and not poop!"

"Let you, let you! My Ke family is a small family, I can't afford to offend the Earl of Baron Xingyi."

Little Little Shunzi and Xiao Kui stepped on the snow, creaking and moving to the big hole.

Needless to say, they are used to being bold, sat down and slid in.

Liang Qu also doesn't need to worry about whether the two can get along.

Wen Wen Shi Yun comes to Huaijiang once every six months on average.

Although every time they meet, it's like a wolf cub who has been away from home for too long and needs to be familiar with the companion's smell, but as long as the two sides are put in the same space and cannot be separated, they will naturally use one to several hours, vigilantly "smell each other," get through the awkward period, and get back together, "recalling" the happy times of the past.

No surprise.

When Liang Qu and Ke Ko Wenbin chatted for a while, the three were already sitting in a row in front of the screen watching, and Wen Wen Shi Yun was vividly spoiling the plot for the two.

"You kid, what kind of fairy life do you live all day? Cultivation is fast, and you know how to play better than others."

Xu Xu Yuelong pressed Liang Qu's shoulder.

"Time is precious, like passing water, isn't cultivation for this?" Liang Qu laughed and sat on the stool. "Come, come, come, Ke Ko Wenbin, play cards or not?"

"Here, here!"

"Ah Shui, you have many ideas, any arrangements for the night? Just eat?"

"Set off fireworks or not? Prepared half a room, more interesting than setting them off in Pingyang Prefecture."

"Anything else?"

"Let me think..."

Time passes easily, winter goes and spring comes.

After the comfortable New Year's rest, time shook to late February.

Those who go to the office go to the office, those who enter the school enter the school, and the lazy life returns to the right track.

Wen Wen Shi Yun grabbed Dragon Dragon Lingxiao, patted Wulong's dog head, his big eyes were watery, and he was reluctant to say goodbye.

Looking at this posture, fortunately Liang Qu didn't draw more, only fifty episodes of content, half a month, watched several rounds repeatedly, otherwise the scene of parting would be even more difficult.

The Prince of Xu Yue left.

The old monk also said he wanted to return to the Hanging Temple in Datong Prefecture to see.

The courtyard returned to coldness.

The cold wind blew, Liang Qu stood alone for a while, always feeling that he had missed something important.

After a long while.

Hiss!

Magistrate Jian Magistrate Jian Zhongyi affair.

The old monk didn't seem to give him an answer?

"Forget it, it's not urgent for a while."

The temperature gradually warmed up, and the fluffy fine grass drilled out of the corner of the wall.

Late March.

The Xuanhuang Qi that Liang Qu exchanged in February was delivered to Pingyang.

The Sea Fang Master also led the merchant fleet as promised.

(End of Chapter)