The Leisurely Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-law

  Chapter 831 The Seven Year Itch

  Yang Lan'er was thinking about the letter from Zeng Qingsheng. There are a lot of people buying this time, and some work needs to be prepared in advance.

  Thinking of this, she put her legs under the horse's belly and galloped to a further place, followed by several entourages hurriedly.

  After running for a quarter of an hour, Yang Lan'er stopped on a small hillside.

  Li Chun rode forward to her side, looked around, and asked, "Master, have you taken a fancy to this land?"

"Well." Yang Lan'er nodded slightly: "This small hill faces south, and it can withstand the cold wind blowing from the northwest in autumn and winter. Moreover, the **** of the small hill is relatively gentle, so it is not afraid of landslides. Remember this location and let me know later. The steward brought people to build a few more rows of houses."

  Gu Yu leaned over, "For the population bought by Zeng Shishi?"

  Yang Lan'er smiled slightly: "Yes, let the steward build each courtyard as three main rooms for the time being. At least two of the three rooms must have heated kangs. Winter is coming soon, and people must not freeze to death."

  Gu Yu: "If you want to build it in ten and a half months, you need a lot of people!"

"Then ask the steward to recruit more people. If we can't find enough people, we will send some people from the guard camp to help, but this house must be completed before the ground freezes." Yang Lan'er glanced at the guards who were a few steps away, Hard conditions were imposed.

The guards a few steps away heard the words, the corners of their mouths curled up slightly, anyway, it's none of their business, they are now the master's entourage guards, they will be there wherever the master is, and I am glad that the benefits of a solid martial arts foundation will be reflected up.

  However, I light wax for the guards in my heart.

On the second day, Tan Anjun sent someone to bring back more than a dozen carriages of cotton. Steward Wang personally supervised the servants in the mansion to put bags of cotton into the warehouse, and excitedly reported to Yang Lan'er: "Master, with this batch of cotton, People in the house don’t have to worry about winter anymore.”

   During this period of time, as the steward of the palace, he felt very proud and at the same time almost scratched his head. The palace has just settled here, and many trivial matters in the first residence are all arranged by him. Everything is so complicated that it almost drove him crazy.

   Coupled with the approach of winter, there are many chores to prepare.

Yang Lan'er had just returned from inspections outside and changed into comfortable homely clothes. Hearing this, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she teased, "Don't even think about this batch of cotton if you are old. You arrange the people below to make this batch of cotton within ten days. into coarse quilts."

  Wang Qing was astonished: "Have you done it all?"

Yang Lan'er said with certainty: "I've done everything, how much cotton is lacking in the mansion. Uh, what's missing in the mansion, it's embarrassing for you. Give me an example list. I'll see if someone can find a way to see if it can be done. arrive."

  Wang Qing's lips drooped when he heard the first sentence, and he immediately cheered up when he heard the latter sentence: "Thank you, master, for being considerate. It would be great if you could help me. I don't have to worry about winter anymore."

  Yang Lan'er smiled at him: "Don't wait for the time."

   "I'm going to write the list right now, and I'll send it to you for your review later." Wang Qing answered crisply, and walked out of the door in a hurry.

   "Sneaking fast!"

  Yang Lan'er looked at the door feeling sad and funny, this time the cotton had just entered the warehouse, and Tan Anjun had to be troubled to cover it up again.

  **

   Zeng Qingsheng brought back more than a thousand people, mainly adult workers, some half-grown children, and a small number of elderly people in their fifties.

This group of people settled in the house that Yang Lan'er sent someone to build in advance. After the handover was completed, Zeng Qingsheng went into the mansion and replied to Yang Lan'er: "Most of this group of people were bought at the Jacuzzi, and there were three or four others. Hundreds of people were picked up on the way to Liangzhou."

   "Pick it up?" Li Chun opened her mouth in surprise. It was the first time she heard that she could pick up hundreds of people by picking up money and things?

"Well, yes, Miss Chun'er, you heard me right, you just picked it up." Zeng Qingsheng grinned, with a smug expression, and explained with a smile: "Most of these people left their hometowns with their families because of disasters in their hometowns and they couldn't live on. , wandering abroad, just heard that we need people here, and there is free food to fill their stomachs along the way, and free land for them to plant when they arrive, so they followed."

  Yang Laner looked at the former bandit leader approvingly, smiled and said warmly: "Brother Zeng has worked **** this journey, you should go down and rest for a few days, and then your reward will be sent over."

  The words "Brother Zeng" made Zeng Qingsheng's eyes blush. With his master's current status, it is worth calling him "Big Brother" now.

  In order not to let the maids in the room discover his fragility, he hastily lowered his head, handed in the account book this time, then bowed and left.

  **

  Dinner, Tan Anjun was absent again.

"Master, I heard from the boy in the front yard that the master has been busy in the study all day today, and black chicken soup is still stewed on the stove in the small kitchen in our yard. Look." Gu Yu's eyes were filled with a kind of light called matchmaker. , giving advice to my master: "You send it to our master himself?"

  Yang Lan'er blinked her tired eyes, looked at Gu Yu, and shook her head: "I'm very busy here, otherwise, can you help me to the front yard?"

  Gu Yu stomped her feet anxiously: "Oh! Master, how can you send it yourself compared to the one sent by the maidservant!"

  Yang Laner stared at Gu Yu suspiciously: "What do you mean? Is there something tricky in the study in the front yard?"

  Li Chun also looked at Gu Yu with weird eyes, asking the master to deliver the chicken soup himself for no reason. Could it be that there is a vixen in the study in the front yard?

  Facing the two people's eyes on her, Gu Yu stroked her forehead and looked at the floor speechlessly, explaining helplessly: "The servant girl simply wants you to bring soup to the master."

  Yang Lan'er snorted: "What good did he promise you, let you work for him like this?"

"Whoever promises benefits to the maidservant, the maidservant will not be tempted. The maidservant only considers the master." Gu Yu said dumbfounded: "During this period, the master and the master are busy with various affairs in Liangzhou Prefecture, so busy that they even sat down to talk. I don't have time, the servant girl is just worrying about it, I just want the master to take time to care about the master."

  Yang Lan'er recalled these days, Tan Anjun usually came back late at night, sometimes she was already asleep when he came back, and when she got up the next day, he left early again.

  Lack of communication between husband and wife, it is easy to have problems.

  But the problem now is that if Gu Yu doesn't remind her, Yang Lan'er herself will not realize that there is a problem between their husband and wife.

   This is a good indication of a problem.

  Yang Laner thought, is this the seven-year itch that people usually call?

  Will Tan Anjun change his love because of this?

  Human nature can't stand the test sometimes. For the sake of the children, Yang Lan'er sighed in her heart. This trip to the study to send love chicken soup is imperative!

   "Gu Yu's loyalty is commendable, Lichun, go and reward Gu Yu with the peach blossom hairpin in my dowry."

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