MTL - The Big Landlord-Chapter 370 Precocious and threatening

After the imperial examination, the candidates from all walks of life returned to their hometowns. The city of Junzi was once empty, and the restaurants were no longer lively. The streets rarely saw three or two groups of candidates. The war that followed was even more The city of Gentlemans is shrouded in a low atmosphere, and the atmosphere of the Gentleman City is active until the success of the victory.

It is always the people who suffer and suffer.

However, this situation does not seem to appear in Da Ya. Da Ya does not need to recruit a large number of young soldiers, and does not need to levy taxes to fill the national treasury.

Life is so beautiful that many people are unbelievable.

The older generation who has experienced various turbulences know that in the past, the Great Asian Federation will collect food and money in various names, or force some young and strong men to join the army. This is often the time when they are most suffering.

But now it is gone.

Let them be the most taboo and the most painful wars come a few times, but their lives are the same as usual, the government is not only a little quiet, even if recruiting is also to see personal will, no longer force them to join the army, the days are calm to let them produce a There is actually no illusion of snoring.

On the way back to the Junzi City from Huangshayuan, An Ziran saw a smile that was bathed in the sun. He also thought that the people would be miserable because of the war.

Relying on Fu Wutian around him to look at his past, it seems to guess his thoughts, the low voice seems to be wrapped around his ear.

"Is there any doubts about Wang Hao? In the past, it was really the people who suffered. The war is not only about food and money, but also a living life. If the number of troops is reduced, they need to recruit. Those young and strong young people are the main conscription. Objects, but they are also the backbone of the family."

An Ziran was silent for a moment.

He can imagine the tragic picture.

"But..." Fu Wutian’s voice suddenly brought a smile, a strong and strong arm around his shoulder. "Since Wang Hao developed a powerful bomb, the number of casualties of the Daya soldiers has decreased a lot, no longer need to As in the past, there was a large number of conscriptions in various states, so the calm life they now have is actually brought by Wang Hao."

An Ziran really didn't think about this layer. The appearance of the bomb changed not only the fate of Daya, but also the fate of the people.

"This hat is really high."

"Not everyone can wear it." Fu Wutian said with some meaning.

Living in the same place, with the same origin, can also create bombs, but there is still a huge gap, even if he has merit, but with contrast, in some people's eyes becomes a crime.

After a few days of travel, the carriage finally reached the city of Junzi.

After a few months, they finally returned to the prosperity and excitement of Junzi City.

I have already received news that they will come back, but the old prince just told the guard to pay attention to it. It is really too many times that they left, and everyone has long been eccentric.

At the dinner table, the old lord praised both of them.

The squad won a staged victory and played a great role in the future war. Although Ziwei also created a bomb, Daya quickly returned to it and promptly revive the morale of the soldiers, which made the prince very satisfied.

After eating, An Ziran went to see An Ziming and Dudu.

The two lived in the same yard. Although they were a few years old, Dudu had begun to understand things, and An Ziming was given the responsibility to take care of his younger brother.

An Ziming's current life has become more abundant than before. During the day, he went to the college to attend classes. When he came back, he accompanied Dudu. Occasionally, the old Wangye came to teach him two small dolls, so the enlightenment of Dudu was earlier than An Ziming.

Zheng Junqi began to think that the child's childhood should be a little happy, but her mother can not interfere with the decision of the old prince, only occasionally give them some delicious snacks.

"brother."

Anzi, who heard the footsteps, turned back and saw the Anziran who came in, and immediately threw away the things in his hand and rushed over.

Xiaoduo turned his head and stared at the two men who were not very familiar. He walked in and watched his brother rush into one of his arms, and his head seemed to have a question.

The two have never been in Fuwangfu, and they are not there when they are ignorant, so they are limited to impressions.

Just then, a pair of big hands picked him up.

Xiaodudu raised his head and looked at Fu’s handsome face, but his face was awkward.

"How is the expression so stupid?"

As soon as the words were finished, a small fist of powder powder ran over to his face, as if to slap him... The result was too short to reach...

The smile on Fu Wutian’s face could not help but expand a little.

An Ziran walked over and took a small toot from his hand. "How big a person is actually bullying a child."

"Wang Hao, haven't you seen it? He still wants to play this king."

The average one-year-old child is said to be stupid. He might think of counterattack. Even the adults’ words are not understood. This has proved that Xiaodudu is not an ordinary child. He already knows how to understand and understand the meaning of adults. Precocious, should you say that it is the kind of Fu Wangfu?

"That's what you do."

An Ziran did not care about him at all. Xiao Dudu, who was picked up by him, immediately hugged his neck, as if smelling something, the fleshy face was licking around his neck, and the enthusiasm seemed to be very familiar and familiar. Big brother until he was taken over by another person.

Xiao Dudu found that he was stupid, Fu Tiantian, and his mood fell to the bottom.

Fu Wutian blinked and said faintly: "The time is not early, Xiaotang brother must be tired during the day, he should go to bed, and the king sent him back to the room, you can talk to Ziming for a while."

An Ziran did not refute, the children generally slept earlier, "good."

Xiaoduo reached out to him.

Fu Wutian turned and walked out of the room of An Ziming. When An Ziran couldn't see it, he immediately changed into a squat with a small toot. It was kind of unkind, and he did not consider that he was just a one-year-old child.

Taking care of his face, but dare not speak out, Wang Ye, but the cousin of the little master, it is impossible to harm his cousin, thinking that this immediately decided not to see what to do.

Xiaodudu Xu realized that his current strength was not enough. He couldn’t compete with Fu Wutian. He pulled his head back to his room, then threw it on the soft bed, rolled a circle, looked up and used a pair of black slicks. Baoyu’s eyes were fixed on Fu Tiantian, and his mouth muttered what he only understood.

"The next time you don't want to be a child, you can just eat your tofu. If you find out by the king, your childhood will definitely be better than other children."

Fu Wutian did not care whether Xiaodudu could understand it. After the threat, he handed him over to the outside ring and the people left.

Xiaoduo sent the cousin to leave, rubbed his eyes twice and fell to sleep.

He is sensible and genius can not understand this inscrutable words at once, in essence he is still a one-year-old child, but does not hinder his intuition.

This man is not easy to provoke.

No one knows what Fu Wutian did last night. Zheng Junqi also told his son the next day that An Ziran and Fu Wutian are his cousin and cousin. Later, he will be called a brother, although both of them can be his embarrassed, small Dudu shouted two people very politely, completely unable to see that was threatened by Fu Wutian last night.

"Dudu is really sensible."

An Ziran praised him, and Zi Ming just learned to walk at this time.

Although Zheng Junqi did not want her son to be too sensible, she was very happy when she heard someone praise her baby son.

"Dudu, he is very familiar. He has already called her mother two months ago. She doesn't cry, she is very sensible. Sometimes I think he is sick."

Zheng Junqi is not a woman who doesn't understand anything. She also has a younger brother. The age of the two is much worse, so she is watching her brother grow up, and she knows some about the child. The normal child can never be like her. The same as the son.

However, it is normal for Lao Wang, because Fu Xiao and Fu Wutian were like this when they were young, so Zheng Junqi’s several euphemisms did not need to be enlightened for Xiaodu, so the old prince would not be the same thing. Suddenly died, and later Fu Yi enlightened her, born in Fu Wangfu has been doomed to his extraordinary.

Looking at the sly and happy expression, An Ziran shut up at the right time.

He would not say that he prefers children who are sensible.

An Ziming’s forehead injury is already good. As the Lin Yu doctor said, he did not leave any scars. Zheng Junqi later consulted An Ziran, and after his approval, he let people release the news, because it is useful to eliminate scars. The plaster of the pavilion can be said to be a great selling point.

The fake emperor has long become an outdated news. Many people know about this, including the news that An Ziran’s younger brother was injured. So after the news came out, the business of the point of makeup was up another step.