Chapter 342 That Must Be
The Yong Dynasty lost completely in this step of single seed.
In a word, the Yong Dynasty lost at the starting line.
As long as the problem at the starting line is solved, the subsequent problems can naturally be greatly improved.
Unfortunately, Zhu Xuntao's theory
was incomprehensible to Zhu Laoshen at that time, and naturally he could not agree with it.
Moreover, Zhu Laoshen was an honest official with clean hands and little money, and he could not support what Zhu Xuntao said.
Otherwise, how could he have given Zhu Xuntao only a small manor before his death when he valued Zhu Xuntao so much?
It was because this small manor was already all Zhu Laoshen had.
Interrupting Qiuyue and Zhu Xuntao's memories, Xiao Jingyu reminded the master and servant that what was important at this moment was not Zhu Lao's last wishes, but the emperor's arrival.
"Sister-in-law, what my brother brought means that the prince hopes you can go to the small farm to welcome him earlier."
"No one knows more about the various matters concerning the seedlings than my sister-in-law."
"What's more, this credit belongs to you, sister-in-law, and there is no need to make wedding clothes for others."
The people sent by the prince to learn from my sister-in-law can naturally deal with the emperor's questions,
but no matter what they do, they are not as good as my sister-in-law.
There is no reason for them to give up such an opportunity to show up to others.
It's impossible for my sister-in-law to bear all the hard work and let others take the credit,
right? "Is it necessary?"
Zhu Xuntao didn't want to see the emperor because it was too troublesome to kneel down.
"Yes!"
Guessing that Zhu Xuntao must have had an old problem again, Xiao Jingyu simply made a decision for Zhu Xuntao,
"Qiuyue, change your sister-in-law's clothes right now. I'll prepare the carriage and wait for you at the door."
Knowing that it could not be changed, Zhu Xuntao hurriedly said, "Call Miluo as well."
Every time she went to the small village to do something, she would bring Xiao Miluo with her.
Therefore, apart from her, Xiao Miluo could be regarded as a master and could show her face in front of the emperor.
Xiao Miluo was his own sister, and Xiao Jingyu had no reason to object.
He immediately sent someone to deliver the message to Xiao Miluo, and then went to arrange the carriage.
When Xiao Jingyu saw Zhu Xuntao again, good guy, the people of the small village team were gathered.
Xiao Jingyu had a headache: "Sister-in-law, why do you bring the brat with you today when it's so important? Aren't you afraid that he will make trouble?"
Hearing his own father scolding him, Xiao Chenliang, who was leaning on Zhu Xuntao's thigh, couldn't help but make a ferocious movement and expression towards his father, and
his moving little mouth seemed to be scolding.
Xiao Jingyu sneered. Very good, he saw that the brat not only scolded people, but also scolded them quite dirty.
"It doesn't matter. Chenliang accompanies me every time I go to the small village, and today is the same."
Zhu Xuntao looked relaxed, as if she went to the small village this time
to see how her seedlings grew, not to pick up the car.
Since we are going to the small village to relax and do some work, why can't we bring Xiao Chenliang, the little meat ball?
Xiao Chenliang's little hand tightly pulled Zhu Xuntao's hand, unwilling to pay attention to Xiao Jingyu, the bad father.
"Let's go."
Zhu Xuntao took the initiative to carry Xiao Chenliang to the carriage. At the last moment of entering the carriage, Xiao Chenliang made a face to Xiao Jingyu again:
Bad father, if you don't take me to play, my aunt will take me to play!
Xiao Jingyu: "..." Little bastard, the older you grow, the more unfilial you are.
"Sister-in-law, are we really going to see the emperor?"