There is an unknown farm in the deep mountains of the eastern suburbs. In the house with lights in the village, you can see the man following Mi Huang and the others in the daytime kneeling on a young man in blue leaning against a chair. The faint candlelight reflects his evil face with a long scar on his forehead. His dark red lips were gently lifted, "Wild dog, what about the refugee?"

"Seventh Young Master, it seems that the East Suburbs do not buy refugees' accounts. They only collected women and children, and we did not get in."

The man named a wild dog replied on his knees, with a trembling voice, as if he was afraid of punishment because of the failure of the mission.

"Yeah?……"

The man's cold voice was very long. The flying knife in his hand suddenly threw it at him with his backhand. The wild dog instinctively dodged on the spot. The sharp dagger slashed his cheek and brought out a blood mark to the red-hearted target behind him.

The wild dog turned around and looked at the bloodstained marks hanging on the dagger on the red-hearted target, held his chest and knelt down and kowtowed, "Seventh Young Master, please spare your life! Please spare your life!"

"I will definitely complete the task next time!"

"next time?"

"How many next time have this been there? You said, yes!"

The man bit the last "um" sound heavily, and asked coldly with a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.

"But... but Miss Qing'er sneaked in... Seventh Master, we are not completely failed in the mission." The wild dog replied with his eyes turning quickly.

"If Qing'er didn't go in, the way you dodged just now would be enough for you to die!" The young master in blue said with a "swish" and didn't know which mechanism to press the flying dagger returned to his hand with a thin silver thread, and snorted coldly.

"Thank you for not killing the seventh son." The wild dog quickly knelt down and thanked him and asked, "But the Dongjiao asked all the remaining refugees to open up the land. Should we do it? Or call them back..."

"Since that Cheng Youtuo asked you to open the land, you can go and don't alert me anymore! They must have been on guard against us." The young master in blue ordered.

"Yes, yes, yes, seventh young master."

The wild dog rolled and crawled and left the house, then brought it to the door, let out a sigh, followed his brothers and whispered, "Brother Dog, why should we listen to his lose-powered young master? Master Xian has already distributed all his property to the eldest master. No matter how much the seventh master jumped around, he could not save the master's decision. He could only do these shameful business in Chu State."

The wild dog spat, "I think so! But what can we do after we leave the Seventh Master?"

"You, Lao Wu, what do you know? Apart from being able to play with the female slaves in the backyard, what do you know? Tell me!"

"Lao Ba, what do you know? Apart from gambling and losing barely, what do you know?..."

"But Brother Dog, we obviously have no money to make money with the Seventh Master. Now we don't even let us sleep. We are not as good as the eldest Master." Lao Wu said unwillingly.

"If you want to leave, leave, anyway, my wild dog will follow the seventh son."

The wild dog said firmly that God knows how much he wants to follow the eldest son, but the eldest son is full of talents and doesn't want his kindness. He walked into the backyard behind the village and found a corner, laying a roll, and going to bed.

There were a few brothers on the bed next door, still cursing.

But he also knew that they just enjoyed their mouths.

Let them scold you!

In this chaotic world, scolding is useless!

It would be better to live longer with the seventh prince in this deep mountain forest. He thought in his heart that it would be great if he could enter the eastern suburbs like Miss Qing'er. He heard that the refugees there had their own houses and land, and the grain they planted every year could be repurchased at a market price of 20%. How much would it cost? You can marry a beautiful wife after working for a few years, so you don't have to follow each other, be beaten and scolded like you are now, and live like a dog.

The sky was getting brighter and before the rooster crowed at the fifth o'clock, Mi Huang had already put on a casual outfit early in the morning and washed up. Siqin and Sishu who followed her this time prepared the meal. The three girls had a simple breakfast and were ready to go out. Cheng Jia in the main yard also woke up early in the morning and went out in a clean and dressed manner.

The two met in the main courtyard early in the morning. Pan Chong refused to walk with them, but chose to take a walk by himself. "Zikong is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. When he is a teacher, he will retire in the future. Let's leave a place for the teacher to retire next to your house!"

"It is a blessing for the teacher to come to the East Suburbs. Later, I ordered Su Cong to build a house for the teacher alone." Cheng Jia smiled.

"Well, I'm old and my legs are inconvenient, so I can't walk too far. The eastern suburbs are so big, so I'll just walk around the neighborhood by myself." Pan Chong waved to them, "You go!"

"Yes, teacher, let's go first."

The two nodded and walked out of the private residence. Cheng Jia ordered Jing'an to take out two sao hats, one of him and the other of Mi Huang, "Put this on!"

"What are you doing?"

Mi Huang held the saguchi in her hand and looked at him and asked, "I'm not afraid of sunlight." And it's not dawn yet, so it's too early to wear this one!

When they marched and fought, they became accustomed to wind and rain.

Cheng Jia didn't say anything. He first put one on, then picked up the sagua from her hand and put it on her. A pair of slender hands pinched two long laces through her smooth jaw, tied a flower knot underneath, and said, "Don't you want to know everything about the Eastern Suburbs?"

"The old rules are three rules. The first one is, starting today, what I say and what you do!"

Mi Huang snorted lightly, "Is this the second one, the third one still?"

"Not this time!"

Cheng Jia glanced at her, with his lips curled slightly and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. I'll add it when I think about it."

Mi Huang said "Oh", and this time she changed her style.

But now she is the one who asks for help, so what he says and what she does.

After saying that, the man was going to walk in front first. The long black veil covered his whole body. His voice came out through the black veil, "Let's go, let's take a look at some farming in the eastern suburbs today. Tomorrow we will see the construction progress of the port terminal that Su Cong was starting to build, and stay there for a while."

“Port Pier?”

Mi Huang knew that Ruo Ao Ziyan also wanted to build this.

"Yes, the grain will be harvested in August. At that time, we have to find a way to transport the food. The area in the eastern suburbs is close to a tributary next to Yunmengze, so we can take the fastest waterway."

Specifically, the eastern suburbs where they are now located should be next to the Changhu Lake between the Han River and the Yangtze River in later generations. However, the flood in Yunmengze has not yet receded, and they can use the water to transport grain through the Daze.

When Mi Huang heard this, she thought deeply that the grain in the eastern suburbs matured in August. If there was water transportation, it would be possible to catch up with the Northern Expedition, which solved Ruo Ao Ziyan's urgent need.

The two of them said as they walked, Mi Huang followed Cheng Jia's lead and walked into the fields. In the square fields, rows of long sheds came into her eyes from afar. She screamed excitedly, as if she saw a long-awaited novelty. She pulled the sleeves of the man in front of her through the veil of the hat and asked loudly, "Cheng Jia, is that the greenhouse that Su Cong mentioned?"

The man looked down at the woman who grabbed her sleeve and smiled slightly through the hat, "Yes, that's it."

"Let's go and take a look!"

"Um!"
Chapter completed!