Although the ten miles of the city became Mu Changqing's vassal.

But there are only dozens of families within ten miles.

Since he became a landlord, Mu Changqing naturally had to go to his own enfeoffment to investigate.

Above the ridges, a group of servants are planting and reclamation.

A dark-faced Lao Li was standing on the ridge of the field with a shovel looking at the wasteland in front of him with a sad look on his face.

"Uncle Mo, why are you so worried?"

In this suburb of the city for three years, Mu Changqing had already been familiar with the surrounding villagers, so he naturally walked up to say hello.

Mo Youshan didn't know that Mu Changqing beside him had become his master, so he replied helplessly with a smile.

"Young Master doesn't know that although the heavy snow has stopped, the ice has not yet melted, and it is very difficult to plow."

Mu Changqing seemed to understand what was going on, and said in confusion: "What kind of arable land are you using now?"

"Awesome." Mo Youshan said for granted.

"No, what equipment do I use?"

"plow."

Nonsense, of course I know it's a plow.

"What plow am I talking about?"

"Iron plow."

Yes! It's all in vain.

He waved his hand and said speechlessly: "Uncle Mo, please keep busy. You'll leave in advance if you have anything to do."

Mo Youshan looked puzzled when he looked at Mu Changqing's leaving figure.

"Don't you know this common sense of Mr. Mu? I guess he was stupid in studying and didn't know if he could pass the imperial examination this year."

Looking for an open space, Mu Changqing looked at Yongye Tian Youyou, who was looking at the endless Yongye Tian in front of him.

"After all, the efficiency of straight plows is too poor."

In this era, the curved plow has not been invented, and farmers use straight plows to cultivate and sow seeds.

It seems that I have to think of a way to draw the drawings of this curved plow.

Over the past three years, Mu Changqing has been often taken care of by the villagers in the leadership. It is better to help with a simple task. Moreover, now this fief belongs to him. If the efficiency increases, his income will be greater.

Mu Changqing did not hesitate to think about this in his heart, and patted the grass clippings on his body and prepared to reverse the situation.

When walking by the banks of the Wei River, the grass is green here and unknown wild flowers bloom shyly.

On the grass not far away, a girl was looking around. After confirming that there was no one in the fields, she squatted down like a cat and took off her embroidered shoes.

Her feet were released, wearing white socks and stepping on the soft grass, the girl was probably in a good mood.

After giggling for a few times, the naughty snow toes tightened and stretched inside the white socks.

After laughing a few more times, the green jade fingers hooked their embroidered shoes and ran on the green grass.

A series of silver bell-like laughter came into Mu Changqing's ears.

With interest, Mu Changqing looked at the girl playing around not far away, and got closer.

She was like a bird that was out of a cage, so novel about things outside.

Spring breeze, green grass, weeping willows, warm sun, beauty is like poetry, and the country is like a painting.

A girl who is in her prime has a beautiful face and eyes, her pretty face is integrated with the entire green mountains and green water, forming a beautiful picture.

"There are more than thirteen years of grace and the beginning of the second month of the cardamom."

"The spring breeze is ten miles away from Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll the bead curtain."

Mu Changqing blurted out in a strange way.

There is no trace of blasphemy, it is just a praise for the beautiful scenery in front of you.

The admiring eyes gradually moved from top to bottom.

From her small face to her skinned shoulder bones, her not very plump breasts, her slender waist, and her slender straight legs, everything is so beautiful.

The girl was surprised and screamed in surprise. Then she turned around shyly and saw Mu Changqing with a smile on her face.

In Mu Changqing's eyes that he thought was upright, the girl's cheeks gradually rosy until they became like peach blossoms.

She was like a frightened deer, panickedly putting her embroidered shoes under her feet.

"Wrong."

Mu Changqing smiled and said a reminder.

The girl stared at her eyes and pretended to be calm, but her tone seemed extremely flustered.

"What's wrong?"

"Your shoes are worn in the opposite direction." Mu Changqing reminded again.

The girl lowered her head and her face turned redder.

"Ah, thank you, thank you."

She quickly bent down to change her shoes, and then said after thinking about it.

"You, turn around."

In ancient times, women's feet were the most private place for women. Even if they were seen by the husband in socks, it was a kind of blasphemy.

Mu Changqing turned around with a smile.

After a while, a rumbling sound came from behind.

"Okay, turn around."

The girl's face became calmer, and she asked Mu Changqing with a stern face: "Who are you?"

Although he pretended to be calm, Mu Changqing still saw the worry in her eyes.

Depend on!

I am so handsome, do I look like a flower picker?

"My name is Red Scarf."

"What a strange name?" The girl murmured for a few words and then remembered something: "Did you write the poem just now?"

"That's right." Mu Changqing replied.

"What does it mean?" the girl was puzzled.

"Because I copied it."

The girl rolled her eyes, and she was so confident.

Then he said curiously: "Who did you copy?"

Mu Changqing shrugged: "That man probably hasn't been born yet."

The girl was stunned for a moment and then staggered, then covered her mouth and giggled, and her pretty face quickly dyed a bright and charming blush.

Then he raised his face again and slashed at Mu Changqing fiercely: "You...you did it, you did it, why are you talking and breathing?"

Alas, to be honest, no one believes it these days?

"I also copied a poem, do you want to listen?"

"Okay, okay." The girl clapped her little hands excitedly and then realized that her demeanor was a little inappropriate. She quickly raised her face and pretended to be cold.

"Then listen."

Oh, little arrogant.

Looking at the two opposite peaks not far away, the beautiful trees on them were lush and green, and then turned around and looked at the girl's eyebrows as dark as the distance and her eyes as autumn water.

Mu Changqing said slowly.

"The clouds outside the building are thousands of heavy, and the thrush is separated by a small curtain."

"The wind hangs and willows are still shallow, and the snow slightens and the chest is not melting."

Poetry is a good poem, but the girl heard something wrong.

Following Mu Changqing's gaze, I saw two peaks not far away surrounded by opposite sides, with lush green plants. I looked down at my flat chest. The girl's face that had just calmed down was immediately covered with red clouds.

"You, you, you, the disciple."

After stomping Mu Changqing hard, the girl ran away with her skirt.

Um?

What's going on?

Why did you get away after having a good chat?

I am praising you for your eyebrows that are as beautiful as the distance and the apricot eyes that are as beautiful as the supreme, are you thinking wrong?

Mu Changqing was a little confused.
Chapter completed!