The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 877: Quiet Night

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In Wang Er’s yard in Wangjia Village.

The sun has set and there is a night breeze.

There is an Eight Immortals table placed in this courtyard, with steaming dishes on the table.

"Your Majesty..." Wang Er and Wang Qiang stood aside uneasily - the appearance of the once familiar young man in front of them has not changed much, except that the beard on his lips has become thicker, making him look more mature. It also has a bit more unfamiliar majesty.

He is the emperor after all!

"Call me young master, remember, no matter when and where you are, 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 squeezed his hands and bowed slightly: "Young Master, Young Mistress... please take a seat!"

Fu Xiaoguan grinned. He was not polite and took Dong Shulan to sit on the upper seat.

"Come on, come on, this is such a big table. Wang Er Wang Qiang, please chat with the young master. Eunuch Jia, please take a seat as well. You are welcome. There is no emperor now, only a small landowner!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

"Master, try it. This is the fragrant pig raised by my old lady. It is the fragrant pig No. 1 you mentioned." Wang Er smiled happily, remembering that when he was in Xishan, he wanted to do that for his son Wang Er. For the wedding, three pigs were killed, but the taste of the pork could not compare with this fragrant pig.

The young master also came for a banquet that time. Today, in the Wu Dynasty, the young master left Guanyun City and rested at his own home. This is a great honor for the Wang family!

"How many pigs do you raise at home?" Fu Xiaoguan took a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste was certainly not comparable to that of the imperial dining room, but he ate it with gusto.

Ning Siyan, who arrived just two days ago, took a look at the emperor... So, our emperor is a small landowner at heart.

He really tasted the food and looked extremely happy.

Okay, even the emperor can eat it, so can I!

So everyone raised their chopsticks and became less restrained.

"Master, my family has six fragrant pigs, but my son Wang Qiang has served ten of them."

"Oh..." Fu Xiaoguan turned to look at Wang Qiang, "There is something the young master did that was a bit unethical. Next year, the young master promises to transfer Xiaomei back so that he can give you a big fat boy!"

Wang Qiang was startled and said quickly: "Young Master, please don't do this. If our Wang family were not the Young Master, we would not have Wang Qiang without me in the flood that year. My father often told me that we can't repay the Young Master. , the only way to repay the young master is to do what the young master asks carefully and properly!"

"My father said a few days ago that...when the rice transplanting business is finished, I will go to Chilechuan, hehe..." Wang Qiang scratched his head and smiled honestly, "You can have children there as well. ”

Fu Xiaoguan laughed, "Okay, okay, this is a good idea. But..." He stopped his smile and looked at Wang Qiang, "The conditions in Chilechuan are really tough, so it would be better to come back here for production. Now the perfume workshop is on the right track, Xiaomei is doing a great job!”

"You have a good vision. Xiaomei has done a good job cultivating the lavender in Ziqi State. Now lavender has become a special industry in Ziqi State. By June, I tell you, Ziqi State will be thousands of miles purple. The scene is majestic and shocking! ”

"Hey, I'm afraid I won't have time this year. Next year, I will take the young master and the young ladies to see the lavender in June."

Dong Shulan was stunned when he heard that lavender perfume had been delivered to the palace. It smelled extremely good. They all liked it and knew the value of this perfume very well.

But she didn't know what lavender looked like. When Fu Xiaoguan said it, she suddenly became interested.

"If Xiaomei comes back, let's follow your young master to have a look? She can be our guide."

Wang Qiang quickly replied: "If you like it, Xiaomei can go out with you at any time."

The people at the table were eating and chatting, telling stories about their time in Xishan and what happened after they came to Mozhou.

Ning Siyan and Bei Wangchuan realized that His Majesty had so many stories.

"Now that you can settle down here, Master, I am relieved. From now on, these fields of Master will be left to you and your son to take care of them."

Wang Er and Wang Qiang were shocked when these words came out. The young master now has too many fields!

The best fields in Mozhou, Baizhou, Tianzhou and Yanzhou among the eight states in Southern Cang total more than 60,000 hectares - that is, 6 million acres!

What is this concept?

This occupies almost half of the land in these four states, a hundred times that of the time when it was near the river!

"Master, I think this burden is too heavy." Wang Er said quickly.

Fu Xiaoguan waved his hand, "From now on, you and your son will be responsible for teaching breeding techniques. The rest of the matters will be left to the village chiefs to arrange. Anyone who can't do it well or dares not to listen to you doesn't need to tell the young master. You can just expel them."

"The young master will now officially appoint you, Wang Er, as the chief steward of the Imperial Manor to manage all things. Wang Qiang will be the second steward. You will obey your father's instructions. That's it. Come on, come on, have a drink!"

In a matter of words, a great fortune fell on the heads of the Wang family.

Six million acres of farmland, 68 villages, and more than 400,000 tenants. The power of life and death fell into the hands of Wang Er.

This power was so great that Wang Er’s hand holding the wine glass kept shaking.

"Little man, little man, thank you for your trust, Master!"

"This is what you deserve. You are the first people I met young master when I was in Xishan. You also cultivated the first generation of Fu with your own hands. Now it is the sixth generation of Fu. This rice seed must be continuously cultivated in your hands. If you continue to multiply and manage the rice planting, your contribution to the country will last for thousands of generations!”

"Little man, little man, thank you young master! Little man, I would like to offer you a glass of wine!"

"Okay, the young master must drink this wine!"

Fu Xiaoguan and Wang Er drank a glass of wine, and then said: "You are the young master's butler of my palace, and you enjoy a monthly salary of one thousand taels. This house has to be demolished and rebuilt! It looks like a five-entry courtyard. Master, I will write this to your family in my own hand." A plaque, you can travel by car or sedan in the future, and if I have time, young master, I can also come and stay at your house."

The old farmer Wang Er suddenly choked up. He stood up and took three steps back. Wang Qiang took a look and quickly stood up and came to his father's side.

The two of them knelt down with a bang, "Thank you, young master, for your kindness!"

Fu Xiaoguan grinned and walked over, helped the two of them up, and said affectionately: "You remember, back in Xishan, we worked in the fields together, and I even drank from your tea jar. of mint tea."

"Master, I will always remember that time, and I hope you will always be the most caring person to me, master!"