The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

Chapter 879 A Bountiful Harvest!
Outside the carriage, Eunuch Wang suppressed a laugh.

Just by listening, one can imagine how serious Yan Er's expression must be.

Others might be offering words of comfort.

But Yan Er probably really thought so.

What if it were him?

They would probably say that the princes have benefited from living in the capital for so long, but in terms of valuing you, His Majesty values ​​you the most. Otherwise, he wouldn't have summoned you to the capital from so far away. He must have some expectations for you and will surely entrust you with important responsibilities in the future.

The county princess has returned to her residence, and the prince will calm his mind before returning.

However, the effect was far less than that of Yan Er's approach, which went much further.

In an instant, he swept away the prince's dejection and tried to recall the events of the King of Han's childhood. The more he recalled, the more he was convinced that the King of Han was indeed treating him as a formidable enemy and had made preparations in advance.

Back at the mansion, the father and daughter were reunited, laughing and crying together.

Yan Lao Er couldn't bear to watch this and also wiped away several tears.

As night deepened, furtive figures once again followed familiar routes, moving between the various dog holes.

"Old Ye! Old Ye! Have you arrived yet?"

The man sighed inwardly and muttered, "We just met... what could it be?!"
Yan Lao Er's face lit up with joy: "Old Ye, you're so reliable! The arrival of the King of Wu and the King of Han today was just in time. How did you manage that? No, no, don't tell me. I probably can't learn it. Um, Old Ye, I have something I'd like to ask you for advice."

"explain."

Yan Lao Er then recounted the performances of the King of Wu and the King of Han that day.

Then she looked on with hopeful eyes.

Young Master Ye: Yan Huaiwen, quickly send your brother home!!!
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After returning from Lao Ye with a bellyful of valuable information, Yan Lao Er couldn't resist staying up all night to watch all the videos and emails that Jiu Xiao had saved, especially his wife's heroic posture of guarding the village and shooting at the barbarians, which he watched over and over again.

My wife is so cool!!!
My daughter looked a little thinner last time, but it hasn't been that long and she's already gained weight again.

Running with the village children in the fields, his chubby cheeks jiggled.

The family's land was well taken care of, and Yan Lao Er even saw his daughter secretly taking Sanbao to the fields to spray water at night.

This child is still so clever.

No, does this Master Gu Feng have some serious illness?

So what if I, Yan Lao Er, don't have a son? That's because I don't care for one. I only love my daughter. My daughter is outstanding; she's better than any boy in every way!

Take my nephew for example, isn't he outstanding? In every aspect, can he compare to my daughter?

Even the eldest brother said that Xiao Er is the Yan family's prodigy!
That's incredibly high praise!
Is my older brother the kind of person who praises others easily?

What about dual inheritance? What about having two big families? Ugh, my temper is flaring up!
Gu Feng, that old geezer, wait until I get back, just you wait!

"Has General Yan risen? The Prince requests your presence," a servant from the manor announced.

Yan Lao Er, with his eyes swollen like fish bubbles, went off holding his breath.

When the King of England saw him, he was stunned for a moment, and then a look of emotion slowly appeared on his face.

"Didn't you sleep well?"

Yan Lao Er blurted out, "Sleep? I haven't closed my eyes at all."

The King of England became increasingly convinced that Yan Er was truly a man of strong character.

“I’ve let it all go. They made me feel like dust in front of my father. If I really held a grudge, I wouldn’t be doing them any favors.”

Yan Lao Er immediately realized that the King of Ying had misunderstood.

He didn't stay up all night for this reason.

But seeing the King's eyes full of sincerity, kindness, comfort, and emotion, he shrewdly continued the conversation.

He repeated Old Ye's words in one breath.

What the King of England said made perfect sense.

"I have benefited greatly from your words!"

"That's right. Father Emperor summoned us, and the day of court is not far off. Those who have made contributions will be rewarded. How could I have fallen into such a simple delusion and become confused? I have made two great military achievements in pacifying the border and suppressing the rebellion. My brothers are wary of me. They can hardly surpass me in martial arts, so they want to suppress me in civil and political affairs."

“Yan Er, what you say makes sense. My father claims to be ill, and he is indeed not feeling well. He is thinking about how to reward me and weighing where to place me.”

Since all the princes in the capital have entered the court, how could I be an exception? I only wonder which ministry my father will assign me to observe state affairs.”

The King's words contained expectation.

Besides the points mentioned, Ye Gongzi also made some guesses about where the King of England would go.

"Most likely it's the Ministry of Rites," Yan Lao Er said.

"How can you tell?" the King of England asked humbly. At this moment, the second son of the Yan family already possessed half the charm of his elder brother in the King of England's eyes.

"Your Highness has forgotten that the autumn examination is imminent. Of the six ministries, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Justice, and the Ministry of War are currently in charge. The Ministry of Justice has not allowed any imperial relatives to participate in politics for a long time. The Ministry of War is in charge of military affairs in the country. Your Highness already has military power in Guanzhou, so it is not appropriate to take on another position. The most important task for the Ministry of Rites is the imperial examination. The war in Xizhou has not yet been settled, yet Your Highness has been repeatedly urged to come to the capital. It must be because of this autumn examination."

Yan Lao Er has a good memory; those were pretty much Ye Gongzi's exact words.

The King of England pondered for a moment and said, "When Father comes to court, the truth will be revealed."

He already believed most of Yan Er's words.

After all, what Yan Er said was reasonable and well-founded.

"With Mr. Yan gone, I am filled with unease. Yan Er! Thank goodness you are here!" The King of England said with heartfelt emotion, "You often say that you are not good at studying, but now it seems that you are being too modest."

Yan Lao Er was extremely embarrassed.

This is entirely Lao Ye's speculation; he's too insecure about being praised.

But what Old Ye is doing right now... His elder brother had solemnly instructed him not to mention a word about Old Ye to the Prince, and their interactions with Old Ye were limited to the two of them.

Well, it seems I can only accept this praise as a compliment.

I'll tell the prince the truth another time when I have the chance.

Yan Lao Er is not the kind of person who would take credit for others' work.

"Your Highness, please summon my elder brother as soon as he finishes his exams." He couldn't keep seeking advice from Old Ye. The longer he stayed in the capital, the more he realized how treacherous the political and social situation was. He was too insignificant to handle it all!

It has to be his older brother!

"I will write a letter in my own hand." The King of England immediately began, grinding ink and picking up his brush.

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关州
The autumn air is crisp and clear!

Xiao'an Village is bustling with activity.

The crops in the fields are ripe!
Everything was golden.

This year, the heavens have been incredibly kind to us. Guanzhou has enjoyed perfect weather, with rain falling when it was supposed to and sunshine lasting for ten days or more when it was supposed to be sunny.

As the harvest season approached, the wheat ears in the fields were so heavy they bent low.

On harvest day, men, women, and children from the village all pitched in, and those with more land even hired helpers.

With a bountiful harvest in sight, no one dared to gamble on whether the weather would suddenly turn sour. Just like with money, grain was only truly secure once it was in hand.

"Let's start harvesting!"

With a powerful shout from Village Chief Luo, everyone got to work.

Yan Yu swung the sickle in her hand with a series of swift movements.

The wheat in front of him was far more desirable than what the barbarians found so appealing.

Seriously, the more you cut, the more energetic you become.

She can never get enough of looking at it, and she can never get enough of cutting it.

Especially when the wheat was piled up in heaps, the overflowing sense of happiness made her feel dizzy and lightheaded.

After harvesting one row of crops, Yan Yu paused to straighten her back.

She took a big gulp of the ice-cold fruit juice, which her mother had prepared early in the morning. The ice crystals inside hadn't even melted yet, and it was so refreshing.

"what!"

She smacked her lips, savoring the memory.

His eyes narrowed happily.

Looking around, everyone was working enthusiastically, and their faces were filled with heartfelt joy.

The chubby boy couldn't help but shout, "Harvest time!"

Her shout drew the attention of people of all ages.

"A bumper harvest!"

"A bumper harvest!"

"Harvest time!"

Young, old, gentle, resounding...

Shouts of happiness rose and fell.

As I get older, I really enjoy planting things.
This year I planted cucumbers, pumpkins, tomatoes, and peppers. Except for the pumpkins which got sick and died, the rest of them all bore fruit without much care. They've been producing crop after crop, and my mom praised me for growing them well, haha. She said the peppers I grew are especially spicy and flavorful!

What a wonderful harvest!