The fire was lit and the water was boiled. It was really a Feng Shui vat.

Han Qinhu looked at the large Feng Shui vat on the fire, his lips twitching. It was a shame that Mrs. Hong could think of it.

After Han Qinhu left, Lin Nanzheng lay down. He was already tired after holding on for so long. He was sleeping soundly and snoring!

Aren’t you tired after being so nervous and relaxed?

Hong Lianshuo held his son to see the patient and check the effect of the medicine he had taken.

As the sun set, the tired bird returned to its nest, and Han Qinhu, who was busy with his work, hurriedly walked towards the shade of Hong Lianshuo tree.

"Master, master, what do you have to say?" Han Zhong stopped Han Qinhu and said.

"What do you want to say, Uncle Zhong?" Han Qinhu looked around at the bustling crowds of people, and then said, "Let's go for a walk on the official road. It's empty there."

"No!" Han Zhong responded respectfully with his hands raised.

The two of them walked on the official road one after another, "What does Uncle Zhong want to say?" Han Qinhu stopped and stared at him.

"Young master, you won't really go to the ground with a hoe on your back!" Han Zhong looked at him worriedly and said, "This is very disrespectful. You are the young master of the general's mansion."

"What happened to the young master?" Han Qinhu said unceremoniously, "Our family is gone. Although I have a lot of dissatisfaction with the emperor, the country is gone now. Even this life was saved by Mrs. Hong who risked her life.

I'm back." He clapped his palms with the back of his hand and said, "What are you trying to do? You can totally ignore me."

"You are a young master from an aristocratic family. It is my duty to save you. This is a great honor." Han Zhongli said confidently.

"I am as destitute as I am now, and I am still a young master from a noble family." Han Qinhu said with a wry smile.

"Master, you can't say that, you will always be the master of my slaves." Han Zhong said anxiously when he heard this and looked at the frustrated him.

"Uncle Zhong, what will we eat if we don't farm the land?" Han Qinhu suddenly looked at him and asked, "Use money to buy food. Is there food in this city? Besides, we are penniless now. Is it possible that we really want to buy food?"

If you go and rob, you are no different than a bandit!"

"General's Mansion, our property is still there!" Han Zhong said, pointing in the direction of the city.

"Everything has been looted by others. What kind of property is left?" Han Qinhu took a deep breath and looked at him and said, "My father has been honest all his life. Except for a few farms awarded by the late emperor, he did not buy too many properties or have any surplus money.

."

"I shouldn't have done that! All the spoils captured on the battlefield were given to the emperor." Han Zhong couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.

"That will make you die faster. The officials in the imperial court can't wait to stare at my father twelve hours a day. They will tell the late emperor all the trivial matters. My father can't move." Han Qinhu waved his hands and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore."

Looking at the loyal old servant, he said, "Uncle Zhong no longer has a general's palace. Our family has been destroyed and everything is gone. Look at our situation clearly and stop thinking about what we have and what we have."

"It would be great if Madam Hong didn't exist. She is really good at deceiving people." In Han Zhong's view, what a great opportunity. He raised his arms at this time and received responses from all directions.

Han Qinhu's face changed greatly when he heard this, he held Han Zhong's arm tightly and said, "If you dare to do harm to Madam Hong, our savior, I will never spare you."

"No, no!" Han Zhong grinned and said, "I don't dare!" The young master grabbed his arm and felt that his whole arm was numb, which showed how hard he had used it.

Han Qinhu shook off his hand and said, "Stop your thoughts. Without Mrs. Hong, we would be dead by the sword now."

"That's what I said." Han Zhong said, hanging his numb arms.

"Don't even say it, no! You shouldn't even think about it." Han Qinhu looked at him seriously and said, "I'm warning you."

"No!" Han Zhongxin said reluctantly, "Master, when have you ever suffered like this?"

"Okay, if others can eat, so can we." Han Qinhu said optimistically, "Isn't it just farming?"

Han Zhong looked at the silly and innocent young master who was happy and said, "You will know how hard it is if you try it. You will never think about a hoe again in this life."

"Can't we leave? Can't we seek refuge with others?" Han Zhong said sincerely, really not wanting the young master to let himself fall.

"A few days ago, you said you would never be dependent on others! Why have you changed your mind today?" Han Qinhu looked at him funny and said, "Being dependent on others means looking at other people's faces. You haven't seen enough!"

"But you can't let the young master put down his body and accommodate their muddy legs!" Han Zhong said angrily.

"Why are you just accommodating? Everyone is the same. No one is arrogant. There is no humiliation from Chi Guoguo. He even points his nose at us and scolds us..." Han Qinhu couldn't finish the humiliation and calmed down and said, "I would rather bear it.

Go down to the fields with a hoe and farm."

"The young master didn't touch the drum hoe at all." Han Zhong looked at him worriedly and said.

"What's the point? You can't just learn!" Han Qinhu said easily, "Okay, there's no need to say this anymore, I've made up my mind."

Having said this, what else can Han Zhong say? His young master is as if he has drunk a pot of ecstasy, and nothing he says will work.

"Ah!" Han Zhong covered his mouth in horror and looked at him and said, "Master, you must have fallen in love with Madam Hong, right?" He murmured to himself, "Impossible! That Madam Hong and the walking skeleton

Pretty much, not a stunning beauty at all."

"Looking at the beauty's bones, Madam Hong's bone statue is still acceptable. It's just too thin now. No matter who it is, it won't look good if they lose their shape." Han Qinhu looked at him with eyes like obsidian and said seriously.

"It's over, it's over!" Han Zhong looked as depressed as if he had died, "Master, don't think about marrying a widow. We are handsome and talented. The girl who wants to marry you is lining up from the city gate.

Go to Chengtian Street."

"Han Zhong!" Han Qinhu suddenly raised his voice with a dark face.

Han Zhong was so frightened that he trembled, bowed and clasped his fists, saying, "Master!"

"What are you talking about?" Han Qinhu said angrily, "You are ruining my reputation. Let's not talk about anything else. Madam Hong has a husband and children."

"His husband was captured as a young man and narrowly escaped death. He is probably dead a long time ago." Han Zhong glanced at him secretly and whispered.

"There is still a lifetime left! What if I survive!" Han Qinhu whispered, "Besides, I still have a son!"

"That's not a problem, woman! As long as you capture her heart, she will be able to express her heart to you, young master." Han Zhong thought seriously, "This marriage is not bad. Although Madam Hong has been married before, this proves that

She can give birth to a fat and white son with the young master. Her heart must be towards you, the young master. The most important thing is that Mrs. Hong is capable." The more she thought about it, the more she felt good about it. "The young master is still thinking long-term." He said with admiration on his face, "

Only in this way can we win over each other for a long time."
Chapter completed!