In the yard of Wang Er in Wangjia Village.
The sun has set and there is a gentle night breeze.
There is an octagonal table in the courtyard, with steaming dishes on it.
"Your Majesty..." Wang Er and Wang Qiang stood aside feeling uneasy - the appearance of the once familiar young man in front of them had not changed much, except that the beard on his lips had become thicker, making him look more mature and with a bit of unfamiliar majesty.
He is the emperor after all!
"Call me Young Master. Remember, no matter when or where, you don't need to call me Your Majesty. I like to hear you call me Young Master. I am still the Young Master from Xishan!"
Wang Er clenched his hands and bowed slightly: "Master, Madam... please take a seat!"
Fu Xiaoguan grinned and without any hesitation, he took Dong Shulan's hand and sat in the upper seat.
"Come, come, come, such a big table, Wang Er and Wang Qiang, come and chat with the young master, Jia Gonggong, you also take a seat, don't be polite, there is no emperor now, only a small landlord!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone laughed and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.
"Young master, try it. This is the fragrant pig raised by my old wife. It is the fragrant pig No. 1 that you mentioned." Wang Er's old face was happy. He remembered that when he was in Xishan, he killed three pigs to arrange the wedding for his son Wang Er, but the taste of those pigs could not compare with this fragrant pig.
The young master also came to have a banquet that time, and today he came to Wu Dynasty. The young master left Guanyun City and rested in his own home. This is a great honor for the Wang family!
"How many pigs do you have at home?" Fu Xiaoguan picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste certainly could not compare with the one in the imperial kitchen, but he ate it with relish.
Ning Siyan, who arrived just two days ago, took a look at the emperor...So, our emperor is just a small landlord at heart.
He really enjoyed the food and looked extremely happy.
Well, if the emperor can eat it, then I can eat it too!
So everyone raised their chopsticks and became less restrained.
"Master, my family has six fragrant pigs, and my son Wang Qiang serves ten of them."
"Oh..." Fu Xiaoguan turned to look at Wang Qiang, "There's something that the young master did that wasn't very honest. Next year, next year, the young master promises to transfer Xiaomei back so that she can give birth to a big fat boy for you!"
Wang Qiang was startled and said quickly, "Master, please don't do this. If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be a Wang Qiang in the Wang family. My father always told me that we can never repay you in any way. The only way to repay you is to do everything you ask of us, and that's how we repay you!"
"My dad said a few days ago... after I finish planting rice, I'll go to Chi Le Chuan. Hehe..." Wang Qiang scratched his head and smiled innocently, "I can have children there too."
Fu Xiaoguan laughed. "Okay, okay, that's a good idea. But..." He stopped smiling and looked at Wang Qiang. "The conditions in Chi Le Chuan are really tough. It's better to come back here to produce. The perfume workshop is now on track. Xiaomei is doing a great job!"
"You have good vision, kid. Xiaomei has cultivated the lavender in Ziqi Province quite well. Now lavender has become a specialty industry in Ziqi Province. In June, I tell you, Ziqi Province will be covered in purple for thousands of miles. The scene is magnificent and shocking!"
"Alas, I'm afraid I don't have time this year. Next year, I will take the young ladies to see the lavender in June."
Dong Shulan was stunned when she heard this. The lavender perfume had already been delivered to the palace. It smelled extremely good. They all liked it very much and were very aware of the value of this perfume.
But she didn't know what lavender looked like. After hearing what Fu Xiaoguan said, she immediately became interested.
"If Xiaomei doesn't come back, then we can go with your young master to take a look. She can just serve as a guide for us."
Wang Qiang quickly replied, "If the young lady likes, Xiaomei can accompany her on an outing anytime."
A group of people were eating and chatting, talking about stories from their time in Xishan and stories after coming to Mozhou.
Ning Siyan and Bei Wangchuan only then realized that His Majesty had so many stories.
"Now that you can settle down here, I am relieved. From now on, these fields of mine will be handed over to you and your son to take care of."
Wang Erwang was shocked when these words came out. The young master has so many fields now!
The best farmland in the four places of Mozhou, Baizhou, Tianzhou and Yanzhou among the eight states of Nancang totals more than 60,000 hectares - that is, 6 million acres!
What is the concept?
This occupies almost half of the land of the four states, which is a hundred times the size of when it was in Linjiang!
"Young Master, I feel this burden is too heavy." Wang Er said quickly.
Fu Xiaoguan waved his hand and said, "From now on, you two will be responsible for teaching breeding techniques. The rest will be handled by the village chiefs. Anyone who does not perform well or dares to disobey you can be expelled without telling the young master."
"Young Master now officially appoints you, Wang Er, as the chief steward of the Imperial Manor, in charge of all matters. Wang Qiang will be the second steward and will obey your father's orders. It's settled. Come, come, have a drink!"
With just one word, great wealth fell upon the Wang Er family.
There are six million acres of farmland, sixty-eight villages, and more than four hundred thousand tenants. The power of life and death over all of this falls into the hands of Wang Er.
This power was so great that Wang Er's hand holding the wine glass was shaking constantly.
"I, thank you for your trust, Master!"
"This is what you deserve. You were the first people I met when I was in Xishan. You personally cultivated the first generation of Fu, and now it's the sixth generation. These rice seeds must continue to multiply in your hands. If you do a good job of raising rice seeds, your contribution to the country will last for thousands of years!"
"I, my humble servant, thank you, Master! I offer you a glass of wine!"
"Okay, Master, you must drink this wine!"
Fu Xiaoguan and Wang Er drank a glass of wine, and then said, "You are the steward of my imperial manor, and you enjoy a monthly salary of one thousand taels. This house must be demolished and rebuilt! It should be built into a five-courtyard building. I will personally write a plaque for your house. From now on, you can travel by car or sedan chair. If I have time in the future, I can also stay in your house for a while."
The old farmer Wang Er suddenly choked up, stood up and took three steps back. Wang Qiang saw this and quickly stood up and came to his father's side.
The two of them knelt down with a thud, "Thank you for your kindness, Master!"
Fu Xiaoguan grinned and walked over, helping the two of them up. He said affectionately, "Remember, back in Xishan, we worked in the fields together, and I even drank the mint tea from your teacup."
"Master, I will always remember that time. I hope you will always be my dearest ones!"
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