Chapter 330: Disguised as a man to conquer the noble prince 43

Chapter 330: Disguised as a man to conquer the noble prince 43

The clear water was rippling, the willows on the shore were as new as new, and more people gathered on both sides of the strait to watch the fun.

Huang Anxin was very remorseful, and when he saw Xiao Shiyilang speak for himself, he couldn't help but stare at him.

Shu Ange wanted to kick Huang An down, but when he heard the call of Eleven Langjun, he couldn't help but look at Xiao Zhan.

No matter what their relationship is, the two are always brothers. As the saying goes, there is no relationship between them. She can't be too self-assured.

Xiao Zhan ignored Xiao Shiyilang, nodded towards Shu Ange and said, "Kick him off the boat, teach him a little lesson, and let it go."

After getting his words, Shu Ange kicked Huang An's waist with a kick, secretly exerting force, and kicked him into the river.

This step down, I am afraid that Huang An will be younger for half a year, unintentionally greedy for beauty.

Huang An had severe pain in his waist and abdomen, and was greedy for life and fear of death, so he fluttered in the water. Just now, those **** who had just climbed onto the boat rushed to retrieve him, for fear that something would happen to him.

Shu Ange tapped the side of the boat, flew over the water, and returned to Xiao Zhan's side. The two looked at each other and smiled in perfect harmony.

"It's better to be famous than to meet. Xiao Jiulang has picturesque eyebrows and a graceful appearance, which makes Pearl Princess feel ashamed."

The delicate female voice floated with the sound of wind and water. Shu Ange frowned and saw a beautiful woman with red sleeves and fluttering face standing next to Lord Eleven.

Pearl Jisheng's graceful and graceful graceful appearance without powder, her waist and limbs are unbearable to hold, and her beauty is like a begonia in the dawn, with two rows of white teeth like broken jade, which makes her more beautiful and romantic.

On the painting boat, she bit her lips lightly with her teeth, her beautiful eyes lingering on Xiao Zhan, looking at him madly, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Xiao Shiyi Langjun pretended to be jealous, and sighed with a fan in his hand: "Ninth brother is really good, Pearl Ji's eyes are higher than the top, but now he favors Ninth brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few powder-faced gentlemen beside him echoed with laughter.

"Xiao Jiulang is even more beautiful than Pearl Ji. It seems that the title of Jiankang's No. 1 Beauty will change hands."

Huan Ying stood behind the people and suddenly said such a sentence, which caused a burst of laughter. He consciously had a face in front of Eleven Langjun, and he was very proud of himself.

Pearl Princess was tender and shy, and shyly invited: "If Jiulang doesn't dislike her concubine's appearance as a willow, please board the ship for a while."

Any man with some blood will not feel proud when he is compared to a woman.

Xiao Zhan has always had a gloomy face and never replied, those people could not help but feel a little embarrassed, and they were afraid of offending Jiulang, so they didn't dare to cite it in this regard.

Huan Ying, on the other hand, wanted to stand out in front of Lord Eleven, and when he saw Shu Ange, he said loudly: "After Mu Yang is gone, Liu Lang's demeanor is better than before, and now he is with nobles, I don't know if he still remembers Huan Ying. "

Shu Ange was fighting for Xiao Zhan in his heart. Hearing Huan Ying's repeated provocations, he couldn't help but hurried back: "When Liu arrived in Jiankang, dare to ask where is Lang Jun's mansion?"

When in Muyang, Huan Ying once made a statement to humiliate her, and later spread so many rumors, causing a series of troubles for her.

If it wasn't for Huan Ying to go on a study tour, Shu Ange would definitely repay him for his humiliation and assassination. Unexpectedly, the enemy's road is narrow, and after arriving in Jiankang, he unexpectedly reappeared.

Huan Ying didn't expect that Shu Ange didn't give him the slightest face.

"Ninth brother, this guy next to you is very handsome and looks extraordinary. I don't know who is the boss?"

Xiao Zhan was really tired of misrepresenting Xiao Shiyilang, and he calculated him secretly and secretly.

I'm afraid that Yunyang's identity has been clearly investigated as early as the first day he returned to Jiankang.

"Yunyang, it's so noisy here, it's better to go ashore."

"But listen to Junhou's arrangement."

The two asked and answered questions, ignoring Shijilangjun and the others.

Pearl Ji was completely ignored, tears welling up in her eyes, teaching people how to feel pity, but it can't change Xiao Zhan's momentary review.

Xiao Shiyilang watched helplessly as the boatman shook the wooden oar and the boat sailed to the pier. The smile in his eyes gradually sank, but the smile on his lips did not fall.

"Xiao Jiulang is too arrogant. Fortunately, in the future, Lord Shijilang will be in charge of the Xiao family. Duke Huguo has a really good vision."

Someone took the opportunity to tout Xiao Shiyi Lang, but he just waved his hand, indicating that the other party should not mention the matter, but did not refute.

Pearl Ji, tender as water, softly asked everyone to return to the boat. After sitting for a while, Lord Shijilang left first because he was worried about his brother's guilt.

After Shi Shilang Jun left, Pearl Ji was good at dancing with long sleeves, and the people who coaxed were not thinking about Shu. In the conversation, they praised Xiao Shi Shilang and complained to Xiao Jiulang.

After the wine was intoxicating, there were still people who were fascinated and said blasphemous words to Xiao Jiulang.

Pearl Princess just listened with a smile, Xianxian Su poured wine and tea, silently wrote down the words, and reported to Eleven in the future.

After Shu Ange and Xiao Zhanyou Lake were disturbed by Yaxing, they left East Lake and walked aimlessly in a carriage.

In the car, Shu Ange thought of her previous plan and asked, "Azhan, do you have a farm in Jiankang?"

Xiao Zhan took Shu Ange to visit Jiankang. He wanted to let her have a happy birthday, but she was unexpectedly disturbed by a group of vulgar people.

He was gloomy in his heart, and when he heard Shu Ange's question, he cheered up a little: "I have a farmland under my name, and I have a farmland, most of which are in Luzhou. Around Jiankang there are only 20 acres of fertile fields and 100 acres of middle fields."

Xiao Zhan's understatement made Shu Ange speechless. He didn't have a lot of farmland for one or two hundred acres, so his farm in Luzhou would have to be more than a thousand acres.

Shu Ange finally understood why the people of this era were struggling to live, because the children of nobles like Xiao Zhan had been accumulating fields since birth.

"Azhan, do you know how much fertile fields can produce per mu and how much are middle fields?"

If you ask this question to other nobles, you will probably only get a contemptuous glance.

After all, in this era, the aristocrats used farming and labor as lowly servitude, and they did not touch the sun and spring water, and they indulged themselves in the wind, flowers and snow, and who would pay attention to the dirty farming they saw.

However, Xiao Zhan loves to read and dabble in a wide range of fields, pays attention to the sufferings of the lower classes, and has some understanding of the output of the farms under his name.

Whenever the year is bad and there is a famine, Xiao Zhan will also exempt the farmer's tax from the farmer under his name.

Because of his generosity, the tenant farmers in Zhuangzhong were not only loyal, but never slack in farming, and the yield per mu was higher than elsewhere.

Xiao Zhan didn't think about it, and replied directly: "The first-class fields yield ten stones per mu, and the middle fields are about five to six stones."

After he finished speaking, thinking that Shu Ange would not be aimless, he added: "The output of the farmland under my name is a stone or two higher than that of most farmsteads today."

Shu Ange kept the yield per mu in his heart, and said with a smile: "It's still early, so if we don't go, let's go to the countryside to paint oil. Yunyang has a little experience in farming, so maybe he can give me some pointers."

(Meow meow, Merry Christmas!)