Chapter 109 - Anthurium

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Chu Xiangtian suffocated his breath, and gently rubbed his palm on the back of his neck, confirming: "I'm all used up?"

Speaking of this, Fu Tian was a little embarrassed, and finally the courage he had gathered up dissipated, hanging on him like a small vine, whispering: "Yeah."

Chu Xiangtian picked him up, held his knees with both hands, hugged him in front of his chest like a child, and walked inside.

The door was closed, and there was only a red candle in the room. Chu Xiangtian put him on the bed, leaned forward, and gently rubbed him against the tip of his nose, "Why are you so active?"

Fu Tian embraced his neck and hadn't loosened it. Hearing that his eyelashes trembled slightly, he lowered his eyelashes and curled a leg against him.

Chu Xiangtian's breath became heavier, and he closed his eyes forbearingly, and lightly touched his lips like water. The scorching air blurred his reason, Fu Tian was dissatisfied with his flicking touch, blindfolded, and subconsciously following his lips, raised his head and leaned forward, kissing him jerkily.

The gestures full of hints were like oil falling on sparks, violently igniting the fire, and finally it burned out of control.

(harmonious...)

The hot air burned out, leaving only a faint residual temperature. Fu Tian's tired eyes could not be opened, but he still followed the position of his lips in a daze, and pressed a wet kiss on the corner of his lips, "No Angry."

Then he curled up like a dozing animal, got into Chu Xiangtian's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

Chu Xiangtian's heart was soft and messed up, and he carefully brushed the messy hair on his cheeks behind his ears, and waited for someone to sleep a little better before he carried him to the bath room behind to clean it.

This tossing has reached the fifth watch, but Chu Xiangtian is not at all tired, holding the warm young master in his arms, thinking about the next time around.

...

Fu Tian slept until midday, his eyes were a little dry, and he opened his eyes for a long time before all the memories of last night were returned.

A rush of hot air rushed to the top of his head, and Fu Tian blushed and dripped blood, struggling to support his body and want to sit up, but there was a dull pain in the unspeakable place.

! ! ! !

Fu Tian groaned and lay down again. He raised his head and looked around. There was no one in the room, so he vented the quilt as an annoying bandit and patted hard.

He completely forgot that he lit the fire last night.

Chu Xiangtian came in with the good chicken soup, only to see an angry and aggrieved back.

Putting the casserole on the table, Chu Xiangtian stepped forward, reaching out to touch his forehead, but was pushed away by the angry young master.

Chu Xiangtian's hand was slapped away, not annoyed, but a little happy, "Wake up? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

When he got up in the morning, Fu Tian's temperature was a bit high. Chu Xiangtian was worried that he would have a fever, so he invited the doctor to get his pulse. After making sure that there is no major problem, he let go, went to the kitchen and boiled a pot of chicken soup, ready to wait for the young master to wake up to drink.

It's a pity that the young master didn't appreciate him, he buried the person in the quilt, humming, and didn't want to talk, after all, it was a bit painful to move the place.

As if he could see something, Chu Xiangtian's mouth curled up, and he quickly pressed it down, then brought a bowl of chicken soup on the table and brought it over, "Isn't I hungry? The doctor said that he should eat more liquids in the past two days. ."

Fu Tian stretched his hand over the quilt and covered his head, ignoring Chu Xiangtian's soft coaxing.

After being blindfolded for a while, the inside of the quilt was a little hot, and the stomach was indeed hungry, and he came out unwillingly, and said with a flat mouth: "You feed me."

Chu Xiangtian laughed, spooned the soup to blow warm, and then carefully fed it into his mouth.

After drinking the soup, Fu Tian felt a little more energetic, but still couldn't make any big moves. He could only leaned against the bed half-heartedly and took his eyes to the sky.

Chu Xiangtian came over with a box of ointment, and smiled gently: "I'll put some medicine on you, and it won't hurt after a while."

Fu Tian's face instantly blushed, enduring the discomfort and kicking him, the whole person retracted into the quilt again, and muffledly said, "No."

Chu Xiangtian looked helpless, so he could only coax him more gently. After a long while, a muffled "Uh" was heard from the quilt.

Chu Xiangtian laughed and rubbed the ointment on him again.

In the afternoon, Fu Youqin came over. I heard that Chu Xiangtian called the doctor to him early in the morning. She thought it was Fu Tian who was sick, so she hurried over to take a look at the news.

Fu Tian was half lying on the bed, his face flushed abnormally, Fu Youqin reached out and touched him, and his body temperature was hotter than usual, so he was a little worried, "What did the doctor say?"

Fu Tian was embarrassed and furious, turned his face and bit his lower lip without speaking.

Chu Xiangtian coughed lightly, "It won't be a big problem after two days of resting."

Fu Youqin relaxed, his gaze suddenly fell on the small wooden box on the table, the lid had not been closed, and the pure white grease inside could be seen-this was what Chu Xiangtian had just used for Fu Tian.

Looking at the grease on the table, and then at the chicken soup that I had drunk half of, and then thinking of his son's weird expression and Chu Xiangtian's unusual hospitality, Fu Youqin just didn't want to understand it.

The worries between her eyebrows dissipated, she coughed, looked at the two children, and reminded as subtle as possible: "You are still young, so... temperate."

Fu Tian: "!!!"

After Fu Youqin finished talking, he left with the money. Fu Tian, ​​who could not wait to get into the ground, was so angry that he picked up the soft pillow on the bed and smashed Chu Xiangtian, and said angrily, "Blame you! I said no more yesterday!"

Chu Xiangtian greeted him without evasive, holding the person in his arms and confessing his mistake in a low voice.

However, the annoyed young master was unwilling to forgive a bandit who didn't know about temperance, and said viciously: "You go to the study to sleep at night!"

The god of war, the dignified king, had to serve the young master during the day. He couldn't even enter the room at night. He had to go to the study to sleep. After midnight, the young master was asleep before he dared to sneak in and carry people in. Sleep in your arms for a while, and then slip back before dawn.

Such days continued until Fu Tian could eat at will.

Fu Tian had eaten light porridge and water for several days. After he was injured, he ordered all the dishes he liked. After eating, his belly was round and the breath in his heart dissipated.

And Wang Yu, who had slept in the study for a few days, was finally not driven out of the bedroom.

***

After August, the weather got hotter and hotter. The counties near the canal only noticed a little abnormality, but this year's harvest did not suffer much. After a while, they worried about it and left them behind.

However, the area where the canal can be moisturized is limited, and there has been little rain this year. The southwest and northwest areas far away from the canal have already shown signs of severe drought.

Due to the hot weather, the rivers are drying up. Even though the rivers are connected to the canals, they are remote. When the rivers flow, they will be shallow. Many farmland lacks irrigation, and when they are harvested, only half of the previous year's harvest will be harvested.

The people panicked, and they dared not buy and sell the only remaining grain. They were all hidden at home, and the price of grain soared.

The government cannot levy taxes either. Da Chu's taxes are not too heavy, but the northwest and southwestern regions were originally not wealthy. Coupled with the halving of the harvest, the rice grains recovered by many people can only be worthy of the money.

Even when the guards of Quming County sent officers and soldiers to collect taxes, some people were desperately unable to pay, and there was almost a conflict between the two sides.

After the conflict subsided, the atmosphere became more tense, and the county guard of Quming County had to submit a letter asking the emperor to reduce taxes. Immediately after Quming County, memorials requesting tax cuts came up in various places.

After the emperor sent people to verify the situation one by one, they all agreed.

Chu Fengyuan remembered the prophecy that Chu Xiangtian once told him, "A big drought is coming, wars will start, if the people don't live, the great powers will fall."

Chu Xiangtian said that he had accidentally rescued an old man who was proficient in deduction and calculation. Chu Xiangtian didn't believe it when he calculated that there would be a catastrophe for Da Chu, but the old man's predictions have been fulfilled in the past two years, and he finally entered the palace and informed him when he saw a severe drought.

Chu Fengyuan believed in doubts, but he did not dare to ignore the prophecy concerning the country, so he followed Chu Xiangtian's suggestion, dug a canal on the surface to build water conservancy projects, and secretly hoarded food. This way, even if the prediction is not accurate, he will Incurred actual losses.

Now looking at the papers sent from various places, Chu Fengyuan finally completely believed the old man's prophecy. While agreeing to reduce taxes and exemptions, he began to order the counties to start preparing for drought prevention.

The decrees were promulgated one by one, taxes were reduced or exempted, and the burden of the people everywhere was much lighter. The people's tense nerves relaxed and began to respond to the government's call to actively participate in the construction of the reservoir.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner. Fu Tian was relieved when he heard the news, and put all his energy on the cultivation and promotion of new rice seeds. Harvested in October, the last season of rice in the south was finally harvested. Letters from Nanming County and Xingdong County were both announcing the good news. New rice fields were planted. The output of this season was more than half higher than the previous season.

Fu Tian was about to tell Chu Xiangtian the news, when he heard that the people in Zhenwu County in the northwest were rioting and surrounded the county guard house.

The emperor hurriedly summoned King Yu into the palace to discuss matters concerning the suppression of the chaos.

nto the study room with fiery eyes and found out the booklet hidden in the study room to show Chu Xiangtian.

The handwriting on the pamphlet is regular script, neat and tidy, just like the person who wrote it.

Chu Xiangtian Ning's eyebrows were carefully flipped through page after page. Most of the events in the front were major events that occurred in Fu Tian's memory. After that, they turned into fragmented and unorganized memories. It may be the owner who wrote these. I can't remember clearly, I can only record it vaguely.

At the end, there is a separate part that records the lives of more than a dozen individuals.

Except for Li Qingnian, Chu Xiangtian didn't know anyone else, and asked a little strangely, "What is this for?"

"Li Qingnian and they asked me to help me think about what they can do." Fu Yan scratched his face embarrassedly, "I just want to recall the events of the previous life and help as much as I can."

"You have a good relationship with them?" Chu Xiangtian's gaze fell on He Chengliang's page.

"Have played together a few times." Fu Tian pretended to be old-fashioned and said, "Although I love to play a little bit, but the heart is not bad, they are all very easy to get along with."

Chu Xiangtian laughed and squeezed his cheek, "I am a little interested in this He Chengliang, so I will show me another day. If it is suitable, I will arrange a place for him."

Being able to join the army during the war, and making great contributions to get ahead, such a good seed, Chu Xiangtian would not mind reaching out to help.

Hearing this, Fu Tian's eyes immediately bent into a shallow arc, and he smiled and responded for He Chengliang.

Two more days later, Fu Tian asked Li Qingnian to call the master to meet in the teahouse.

Chu Xiangtian also followed.

Li Qingnian's group of people came in with a smile, and when they saw the smile on Chu Xiangtian's face, they paused for a while, then calmed down and sat down with caution.

Chu Xiangtian and the others recognized it-who did not recognize the bandit leader in Xishan Village?

Li Qingnian sat down next to Fu Dan, cast a look awkwardly with Fu Dan, and whispered close to him, "Why did you bring him?"

Fu Tian had long been accustomed to the identity of Chu Xiangtian. At this moment, he saw the expressions of the people and said with a smile, "I will introduce you to..."

"This is Chu Xiangtian, the former master of Xishanzhai, now the Fu family's nursing home."

The young masters at the scene took a deep breath and looked at Fu Yan with admiration, even daring to take the bandit leader as the guardian.

Li Qingnian whispered: "You are so brave. Hasn't he kidnapped you?"

Chu Xiangtian, who was sitting on the side with a cold face, suddenly turned his eyes to him and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Fu Tian said vaguely: "It was a misunderstanding before, and there is a business to bring him here today."

The young masters here secretly looked at Chu Xiangtian, only He Chengliang's newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and stared at him blankly.

Chu Xiangtian met his gaze, frowned, looked at his stature that was stronger than the others and asked: "Are you He Chengliang?"

He Chengliang nodded, his expression a little puzzled, he didn't know why he knew himself.

"Have you ever practiced martial arts?"

He Chengliang scratched his head embarrassedly, "I have practiced a little myself."

In the face of others, Chu Xiangtian didn't have so much patience, and said concisely: "Come and try?"

He Chengliang looked at Fu Yan subconsciously, and Fu Yan smiled at him: "Didn't you always want to join the army? He recognizes people in the army. If he is qualified, he might be able to help you realize your wishes."

He Chengliang, who was still a little hesitant, immediately got excited, took off his generous outer robe, rolled up his sleeves, and stood opposite Chu Xiangtian. With that rough and unrestrained appearance, it was hard to tell that he was from a scholarly family.

The box in the teahouse is quite big, and moving the tables and chairs away is better enough for the two to show off.

"You come first." Chu Xiangtian said.

He Chengliang was not polite. Before he could even finish his words, he punched Chu Xiangtian's face with a fist. Chu Xiangtian turned slightly and caught his fist with one hand.

"Good strength, but too clumsy."

Chu Xiangtian let go of him, his expression unchanged, "come again."

This time, He Chengliang changed his way. After making a silly move to his face, he attacked his next game. However, Chu Xiangtian did not fall as he expected. He did not even move his position and raised his foot. When he did not, he tripped He Chengliang to the ground.

He Chengliang squatted down on the ground, yelling in pain.

The Xiaoer outside the door heard the movement and hurried in, and kept asking what had happened.

Sending away Xiao Er with a smile, a lanky boy helped He Chengliang up. For the first time, He Chengliang, who was so deflated, wanted to fight again but was ruthlessly rejected by Chu Xiangtian.

"Qualifications are acceptable, I can send you to the army to practice."

He Chengliang, who was not convinced and wanted to fight again, his eyes lit up instantly, "Really?"

Chu Xiangtian nodded, and sat down next to Fu Huang again, and took a sip of the tea in front of him—this is the tea that the young master poured him in advance.

"What about my family?" He Chengliang was a little worried, and his family would certainly not agree.

Chu Xiangtian pondered for a while, and decided to save Fu Yan's face and save him a little trouble, "I will let someone talk about it at your house."

He Chengliang, with a sad face, immediately became happy, and poured a full cup of tea to respect the heavens, "Great grace is not worthy of retribution, I will toast you with tea instead of wine!"

"In the future, when I finish my studies, I will challenge you again," he said, pouring the whole cup of tea in a majestic manner.

The others immediately booed and applauded, Chu Xiangtian twitched the corner of his mouth, sipped his tea lightly, and gave He Chengliang a foolish look.

He Chengliang already had a place to go, and everyone looked forward to Fu Yan after the excitement.

Li Qingnian tried to widen his small eyes crowded with meat, "You Ling, where are we?"

Fu Yan slowly said in their expectant eyes, "I am going to buy land and open rice shops in Xingdong County in the near future. Do you want to join in?"

He had actually planned it before he came, but he didn't know if these young masters were willing to join in.

He thought about it for a long time. In fact, the Fu family had lived in this small Sifang town for too long. He wanted to expand the Fu family's business to the surrounding counties and counties.

The most urgent thing right now is to buy land and hoard food. In fact, before he knew Chu Xiangtian's identity, he had no such big ambitions. It would be good to live a stable life in this small Sifang Town.

But Chu Xiangtian was Da Chu's God of War, and the emperor's own brother. He and Da Chu were both prosperous and prosperous.

Even though Fu Yan didn't quite understand the affairs of the court, he knew that if the drought broke out, Chu Xiangtian would not be able to take care of himself again in case of turmoil. He was a general of Da Chu. Once war broke out, he would inevitably rush to the battlefield.

Fu Yu secretly calculated that he could only help by making the business bigger and waiting for the catastrophe next year.

And he was still a little vaguely worried that Zhaowang's rebellion was extinguished ahead of time, and the future became unpredictable. He didn't know if he would go back to war like the previous life.

But it's always good to be more prepared.

Since he was going to buy land in nearby counties, Fu Yan thought about bringing these playmates with him when he had the opportunity.

Some people wonder, "What do you buy so much for? And the rice shop is not the most profitable, so I might as well open a restaurant or inn."

Fu Yan shook his head, "These can be considered in the future, but now you have to spread the rice out first. If you believe in me, you can join the partnership. From now on, the rice shop will give you bonuses every year."

Everyone hesitated, and Li Qingnian finally made a decision, "I believe in Youling, I will give you all the private money I secretly saved!"

He expressed his opinion, and then several people were persuaded and willing to join the group, but some were still hesitating. It is estimated that most people have joined, and the remaining two or three people are blushing and a little embarrassed.

"I, we have to think again."

Fu Yan had no objection, and kindly reminded him, "It doesn't matter if you don't join the gang, but I suggest that you better let the Zhuangzi stock up more grain and don't sell it in a hurry."

These young masters are all born of wealth and wealth. There are several villagers in the family. The rice produced in the villagers is not for their own food, and the rest will be sold for family use.

It's nothing as usual, but after next year's drought, large tracts of crops die, and grain merchants sit on the ground and raise prices. Food prices will soar all the way to the point where ordinary people can't afford it. Even wealthy people may not be able to last long.

If they can listen, they will be able to get through the disaster in the coming year.

After explaining everything, the sun was already west, and Li Qingnian just hugged his thighs, and happily suggested: "Go, I invite you to drink, and the girls in the Chunfeng Tower have learned a new song..."

He said, "Forget it, he just came to La Fu Tan, "Walk around, I haven't played you with the dice last time, so let's have another game this time."

Fu Tian hurriedly slapped his hand, guilty of not daring to look at the person next to him, "I am not going, you go and play by yourself."

"Chunfeng Tower, girl?" Chu Xiangtian gritted his teeth, his face getting darker and darker, "It seems that a lot of things happened when I was away?"