Chapter 954: Collective Woodcutting

Qin Chuchu also followed the young men to pick herbs, but after a while, she was attracted by the words of Butler Liu.

"Your Majesty, Old Zhao is here, and he's brought a lot of people with him!"

"Hmm?" Qin Chuchu looked up.

Following the direction of Butler Liu's finger, I looked towards the foot of the mountain and was instantly shocked.

"Your Majesty, so many people have come!"

She threw away the herbs in her hand, ran to the man, and pointed at the large crowd of people at the foot of the mountain with a look of curiosity.

There were men, women, young and old, all holding a hatchet in their hands, and the one walking in front was Old Zhao.

“………………”Han Muchen frowned.

He stared straight at Old Zhao who was coming forward, and then glanced at the people following behind him. His meaning was already very clear. What was going on?

Meeting the prince's inquiring gaze, Old Zhao grinned.

"Hey, my Lord, why did you ask so many people to chop wood?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the firewood piled up like a hill in front of him.

He had been here before, and he still envied others by listening to what the people said to him.

Everyone asked you to organize them to chop wood, but because you had a lot to do at the time, you put the matter aside.

Now, the prince has brought a large army to Wanbao Mountain to chop firewood, and the people in his jurisdiction can no longer sit still.

Then they found me again and asked me to take them into the mountains to chop firewood. After all, Wanbao Mountain is not a peaceful place, and few people would dare to come in.

At this moment, looking at the huge crowds of people all over the hillside, I became even more curious.

I don’t know why the prince brought so many people to chop firewood. Could he have some plan?

Looking at this guy's curious expression, it seemed as if he had missed out on some good thing.

He looked at the people he brought with him, and after a brief hesitation, he gave the order.

"Since we're all here, let's chop some wood and store some for emergencies."

I originally didn't plan to tell them, after all, there are many mountains near Qingzhou Prefecture, even if they don't come to Wanbao Mountain.

The firewood in the nearby mountains is enough for the people to use. Even in extremely cold weather, there should be no shortage of firewood.

Unlike the Far North, there is only a mountain belt on the west side. If you don’t prepare in advance, you will really have no firewood to burn when the time comes.

But since they are here, let them join in chopping firewood. It is still necessary to store more firewood.

Even if nothing unexpected happens, there is firewood at home, so you don’t have to go out to chop firewood when it’s cold.

As soon as I saw the prince like this, I knew that something was wrong. It seemed that I had come here at the right time.

Old Zhao nodded proudly.

"Yes, then let's go over there and chop it down."

After saying that, he pointed to the hill next to him and greeted the people behind him.

"We from Qingzhou Prefecture, come over here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people behind him followed him like trained special police.

Not only did Qin Chuchu grin, but the man also nodded in satisfaction.

“………………”

It is right to let Lao Zhao manage Qingzhou Prefecture.

He has such great appeal among the people, it seems that he is doing a good job as an official.

Originally, this hillside was crowded with people, and now the other side of the hillside was also filled with people.

All I saw for a moment were people chopping wood or transporting it. The scene was extremely shocking.

Qin Chuchu was extremely excited and was just about to go hang out with Lao Zhao and the others for a while when she found that the convoy had returned.

He turned around and rushed down the mountain. The moment he got the whip, he was so happy as if he had won the lottery, and he couldn't stop smiling.

Soon, a large cart of firewood was bundled up, and Qin Chuchu waved proudly at Old Zhao in the distance.

"Go ahead and chop it down, I have to go first!"

After saying that, he sat down on the carriage and followed the convoy to the official road.

This time, Han Muchen did not sit next to Qin Chuchu, but returned to his own carriage and protected her.

But I don’t want to sit outside anymore. I really have no interest in catching the bus. It’s more comfortable to sit inside.

Because the asphalt road has been built now, the speed of the carriage is more than twice as fast as before.

It didn't feel like it took long to get home, and I could see a sea of ​​people in the square from a distance.

The old men and women were busy working. Some used saws to cut the firewood into small pieces of equal length, while others were responsible for tying them into bundles.

Although there are many people, everyone has different division of labor, so everything is well organized.

As soon as the firewood was unloaded, Qin Chuchu followed the convoy back, smiling so much that she couldn't stop.

I was even more excited when I saw the people of Qingzhou Prefecture also bringing firewood home.

The entire official road was filled with people, except for those pulling firewood and empty carts running back, which made people feel very excited.

It feels comfortable to work with everyone, much better than staying in the house.

The man had no choice but to follow silently, even though he knew Chuchu loved driving.

But I also had a hope, thinking that there would be a time when I would have enough fun, and then I wouldn't have to follow her back and forth like this.

But it turned out that he was wrong again this time.

He underestimated Qin Chuchu's persistence in driving the carriage. Not only did she not show any intention of giving up, she even skipped her afternoon nap.

Not only that, he would get up early every day and not show any intention of giving up until dark.

Not only did the men feel surprised, but even the common people were impressed.

The princess is really great. Even these grown men are exhausted, but the princess can still hold on.

This high-pressure state continued until the evening of the seventh day. After returning, the man announced that the woodchopping was over.

Looking at the endless pile of firewood in the square, Qin Chuchu pointed curiously.

"My Lord, have you chopped enough firewood?"

Otherwise, why would the King of Hell stop it?

Looking at Chuchu's unsatisfied look, the man was speechless and amused, and pinched her little nose lovingly.

"Well, that should be about right."

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky again. It seemed that the temperature would drop tomorrow.

Fortunately, the firewood should be almost finished.

Qin Chuchu didn't know what the man was thinking. She simply thought that enough firewood had been chopped, and looking at the endless pile of firewood, she thought it should be ready to burn.

I just feel it’s a pity that I haven’t caught enough buses!

If I could just chop for two more days, I could enjoy it more.

I looked up at the darkening sky and guessed that Xiaoshan had arrived early. I wondered if he had gotten used to the place.

At this moment, Xiaoshan had already moved into the Taifu's house so that he could study better.

Tutor Sun even specially found a secluded courtyard for him to live in alone.

Although living in a spacious and comfortable house, Xiaoshan's face did not show much joy because he missed his sister.

Normally there are many people at home and it is very lively when we eat together, unlike now, which is quiet but also a lot colder.

But at this moment, Concubine Jing's yard was very lively. The roasted lamb on the stove was sizzling with oil, and the fragrance kept wafting out.

The greedy emperor kept sniffing.

"Xiaohua, this meat should be healed now, right?"