The small family is dependent on the companionship of the big family, Zhang De has not yet grasped the essence, after all, he has been counted for several lifetimes, he is a small local tyrant young master in the south of the Yangtze River, and he is still a very low-key kind. The old man Qiu of the five-flowered horse daughter chatted about the boyish madness, and he had only come to Chang'an for many years to enjoy this day.

The two younger brothers, who are still under the influence of the southern landlord class in Jiangyin, are still silently bearing the rich and noble re-education with a strong atmosphere of turtles.

"This chick ......"

Huaiyuan came with a letter, and Zhang Lishou, one of the four bodyguards, was tired and half dead, so he sent Wu Erniang's red lacquer sealed letterhead to Chang'an.

Back then, Zhang De and Li Zhier played something to "stuff cattle and sheep into empty promises", but they almost couldn't hold it and hooked up with their cousin Li Lizhen.

Anyway, this circle is very messy.

"Erniang is a smart person, but she can't find a few such clever women."

Sister Bai Jie embroidered flowers there, made a fan, and embroidered more than seven or eight flowers, which was much stronger than Zheng Wan's craftsmanship. Mrs. Zheng held the futon in the yard to dry, the drying rack made of bamboo, hung a few silk quilts, and never slapped with a stick.

Not everyone in a small family can cover a quilt and use good Suzhou silk.

Brother, can you miss me in the capital?

The essence of the entire letter of a generation of empresses is actually just one sentence. The rest are all words and embellishments, what Niangniang is doing in Puningfang, what Yeye's body is getting better, what two little mongrels of the martial arts family will slaughter them sooner or later, and what Hui Niang is no longer wearing a veil now......

"Well, that's pretty smart."

Unconsciously answered. Zhang De calculated the time, and it was time to leave Beijing. The perimeter of Daming Palace. It's not his turn to point fingers, the bigwigs of the Ministry of Industry. It's not that I haven't seen the oil and water here. Besides, since the emperor wants to collect taxes from Gangnam Province, it is a victory for democracy, and the common people are also very happy.

As for what if any poor sour cuo dares to write something "Xing, the people are bitter; Death, the people suffer", let the people of the Ministry of Rites teach them to be human beings.

"I have something to do today, and I want to go to Dongguan, so I won't come here. You two. What you want to eat, what you want to eat, just say it, Chunminglou can send it at any time. ”

Dongguan now has several more workshops, one is Chang'an Glass Products Factory, the second is the fig tree gum refinery, the third is the Changle brand tile factory, the fourth is the Chang'an hollow brick factory, and the fifth is the China Resources Ceramic Craft Products Factory. Sixth, the sintering rate is extremely low, and the good products are all based on God's face......

Two hundred wooden ball mills have been ruined, and there is no hope of improvement.

When Zhang De left, Zheng Wan saw it with a worried face. Didn't say anything. Bai Jie saw it, and wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it.

said goodbye to the two weak chicken versions of the Tang Dynasty green tea, and Zhang De stepped on the night flying lightning. With a tangled face, he went to Dongguan, mainly to inspect the operation of Changle brand tile factory.

A while ago, the emperor wanted to tax Gangnam Province. Within a few days, he began to recruit workers in the Suzhou area, mainly pottery workers who fired blue bricks and tiles. And masons.

The emperor still loves his daughter.

When he came to Dongguan, Zhang De's nervous mood was similar to the feeling of going to Dongyi for the first time, which was very complicated.

Five years ago, he saw Li Lizhen for the first time, it was a beautiful cousin, if it wasn't for the princess, he would have taken it home and cultivated it for ten years.

Six-year-old Li Lizhen just thinks that Captain Chi Xiao Zhang Fei is very funny, but eleven-year-old Li Lizhen can already shout "Oba don't leave me".

The dignified engineering dog is mixed into the drama of the male protagonist of the Korean drama, and Lao Zhang has a moment when he thinks that he may die of cancer in a car accident......

The last time we met, my cousin cried heartbreaking and creepy at the same time. The queen did not kill Zhang De because he broke his daughter's heart, and the emperor did not kill Zhang Caozhi in a fit of rage.

Everything is safe and sound.

Autumn is the harvest season. When the ambassador of Dongguan Pass saw that it was actually Jiangyin Zhang Dalang, who was famous in both cities, he suddenly saluted in the back of the dust, and at the same time sighed with emotion: "The husband should be like this." ”

Then he picked up a bag of money bags on the ground, opened it and gave the brothers silver bills and Kaiyuan Tongbao.

People who do hard labor have a heavy taste, and Sichuan pepper is currently a precious seasoning, and mud legs are basically unaffordable. But dogwood, it can still be spicy. Get some salted pork, some Huaiyuan radish, some Weihe fish, and work in the factory, which is better than farming at home, eating better and earning more.

There's no way, the price of mother's grain has finally fallen to five dollars of rice, whoever grows is stupid, the chrysanthemums that persuade the county masters who teach agriculture and mulberry are all hot, the county government doesn't give some subsidies, doesn't give a dog a sheep, and can only look at rotten grain when farming.

The state doesn't allow winemaking, and it doesn't allow winemaking, and the magnates sell winemaking everywhere, and the county magistrates who persuade farmers to do so actually turn a blind eye. So I was more melancholy, and I was more congested.

There are few people in the land, and if you plant less, you won't die anyway......

In addition, the emergence of the eight-ox plough and the curved plough has greatly increased the efficiency of cultivated land, and the process of the birth of new rural cooperatives is accompanied by the improvement of productivity and the reality of land returns.

However, the magnates who vigorously engaged in the imperialist market economy and held high the banner of retreating from the country and advancing the people, after all kinds of detours and tricks to seize land ownership, let the peasants wash their mud-stained legs, stand in the factories, and use their hands to create a happy life.

That's right, the conscience of the powerful is so good, everything is for the people.

As the magnate of the powerful, Princess Changle has a little bit of the temperament of a little girl Wenqing 1,500 years later, she is sensual, and easy to be sad and sad, and wants to have a vigorous love, the most unfortunate is to recruit a handsome and chic outstanding fist to punch Yu Chi Gong and kick Cheng to bite the gold.

Zhang Caozhi, who is standing at the gate of the flower season, is the best candidate.

Then Zhang Caozhi, who was standing at the door of the Changle tile factory, his expression was a little distorted, if he wasn't afraid of hurting people, he would definitely knock over the "flying horse" elite who was holding his arm on the left and right to the ground.

Two giants at least two meters tall put Zhang De in the workshop office area, which is a small courtyard, at the upwind outlet, the place where the porcelain is burned is also separated by a road, a dog, a fence, a fence.

A bamboo fence was made to separate the flowers and trees of the small garden, and lamps were placed and essential oils were added, and the mosquitoes sniffed the smell and immediately drowned in the essential oil.

The essential oil is Amway brand and works very well.

"Your Highness, Liangfeng County Male Brought."

In the courtyard, Li Lizhi, who was dressed in goose yellow gauze, was bored looking at the porcelain plate, she was a delicate and picky person, and if there was a bubble on the porcelain plate, she didn't like it. Just burn one or twenty furnaces, and there are only a few perfect porcelain plates.

The pavilion is not high, a zhang opens, there are five pillars, the pavilion cover is made of colored glass, the vermilion lacquer is like blood, and the white jade is better than the frost. Princess Changle took the red pen and pointed at something, and then glanced at Zhang De, the two of them were separated by seven or eight steps, and they just went up and down, staring at each other with big eyes.

Suddenly, Xiao Gongju blushed for no reason, and said in a low voice: "Why didn't Da Lang come to see me." ”

"Busy."

Lao Zhang couldn't help but answer in the perfect state of an engineering dog. There is no doubt that the plot has changed from a Korean drama to a domestic drama, and it is still a bit of a bad thing for urban men and women.

Fifteen hundred years later, if you find a dog man or woman in a long-distance relationship, most of the time there will be an answer: I've been busy lately......

"Da Lang must protect himself, don't be too careful."

Looking at the beautiful and flawless face, Lao Zhang repeatedly emphasized that he was not a pervert before taking a deep breath, bowing down and saying, "Thank you Your Highness for your concern." ”

As soon as the wind rose, the golden wind and jade dew met, and a piece of drawing paper flew out of the pavilion.

"Whoa!"

The little princess reached out and didn't catch it, the red pen in her hand fell, and the drawing paper swirled, and she was about to fly out of the fence and out of the fence.

Seeing this, Lao Zhang jumped up with an arrow step, stepped on the rockery, stretched out his hand, made a loud noise, and pinched the drawing paper into his hand. Landing perfectly without moving, the difficulty coefficient is thirteen points 2B, Zhang De glanced at the drawing paper, and then the tiger body was shocked.

"Don't look!"

After admiring the character paintings on the white paper, Lao Zhang couldn't help but smile: It turns out that Lao Tzu is so handsome.

"His Royal Highness's wonderful pen is lifelike, and the ministers are very impressed, far from it."

The cousin carried her skirt, ran down the steps in small steps, didn't hold on to the white jade railing, stumbled, didn't fall to the ground, rushed to Zhang De, snatched the drawing paper, and said: "Yu has just followed Yan Lang Middle School to paint recently, and his clumsy work made Da Lang laugh." ”

Clumsy? Cousin, ask yourself, can this be considered a clumsy?

"Your Highness's quality is Lanxin, and the painting will be successful."

Li Lizhi's face was slightly red, put away the portrait, and then said: "Da Lang, Yu has already learned from Niang Niang that this new porcelain workshop was given by Da Lang." ”

"I hope Your Highness won't dislike it."

"Thank you, Dalang." Li Lizhi bowed slightly, her eyes were a little fluttering, "Da Lang is leaving Beijing again, isn't it?" ”

"Yes."

"If it's Princess Yu Fei, I really want to go to the Tang Siye with Da Lang to have a look."

The beautiful girl's paranoia is always pure, Zhang De did not destroy his cousin's beautiful imagination, and smiled slightly: "As long as Your Highness works hard, there will always be a day." ”

"Cheng Da Lang Ji Yan."

was speechless for a while, just stood like this for a while, and suddenly Li Lizhi frowned slightly, the whole person was soft, and Lao Zhang couldn't care about it: "What's wrong with the princess?!" ”

Then Lao Zhang's eyes were round, and when he saw that his clothes were bloody, he was about to scream, when suddenly the tiger's body shook: it......

The princess's family order that Emperor Taizong transferred to his daughter came, and then a yin and yang eunuch recorded such a thing, a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, the princess Tiankui arrived. (To be continued.) )

PS: There is one more more.