Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm - Chapter 405: Hitting On The Horse’s Leg
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Chapter 405: Chapter 405: Hitting On The Horse’s Leg
The Academy was also designed by Yang Wenxiao, and just as the Dean had said, he was familiar with every blade of grass and every tree.
A sense of nostalgia appeared in his clear eyes.
Back then, it was that person who had casually mentioned to him about the Academy, a place that was completely different from the Imperial College. Even though it was just a few words, it was enough to make him yearn for it.
After Daqi was established, he began to draw up the blueprints, with those pitifully few words he had, stroke by stroke, and finally, it became what it is now.
How he wished that person was still alive.
How he wished that person could comment on this Bailu Academy.
With a soft sigh, Yang Wenxiao walked along the path towards the accommodation area.
He didn’t need anyone to guide him, he knew this place as well as his own Da’an Palace, he wouldn’t get lost even with his eyes closed.
The accommodation area had many small courtyards, specially prepared for visiting dignitaries, and all the courtyards were the same, there was no distinction between high and low or luxury and simplicity.
The courtyards were neatly arranged, in front of one of the courtyards stood many people: the teachers of the academy and their families, Madam Guo Xiaomai was also among them.
Yang Wenxiao walked over, and a group of people bowed in salutation to him.
“You may all rise.” Yang Wenxiao waved his hand, “For now, go back. You can return tomorrow.”
The group of people respectfully agreed and each returned to their own courtyards.
Xiaomai stepped towards the courtyard where Yang Wenxiao was staying, as a cook herself, it was time for her to wait in the kitchen.
Yang Wenxiao followed into the courtyard, the second entrance to his residence was really much smaller for his liking.
“I lived in such a small courtyard when I was young,” he sighed.
His family was a landlord, and later they took over the world, for decades he had not lived in such a refined small courtyard. Green leaves provided shade, and the flowers were like tapestry. Various deep colors intermingled in this small courtyard, the visual impact was unusually huge.
He couldn’t help but sigh softly.
Indeed, he had aged.
He was actually sighing over such lively little scenery.
“It’s small and exquisite, quite different from the grandeur of the Imperial Palace. Grandpa Emperor, why not build a small courtyard for you in the palace?” Yang Ye asked.
“No need.” Yang Wenxiao shookhis head.
What he was sighing over wasn’t the scenery, but the people.
Ever since he stepped into Bailu Town, his heart had been in turmoil, thinking of that person buried in this place.
Taking a deep breath to himself, he stepped into the main hall.
After changing his clothes and taking a little rest, he talked a bit about family matters with Yang Ye and Yang Wang. By then, the sky was getting dark. “Grandpa Emperor, is it time for dinner? Are you hungry?” Yang Ye asked.
“You think of nothing but eating.” Yang Wenxiao shookhis head helplessly, “Serve it then.”
Yang Ye snapped his fingers with a beaming smile, and maids immediately left for the kitchen.
“People regard food as their prime want. In front of delicious food, I am just an ordinary civilian.”
“Moreover, I can indulge in good food because Grandpa Emperor and Father Emperor have managed the world so well. With ample food available, we can pursue refinement, right?” Yang Ye added.
Yang Wenxiao laughed, “You sweet talker.”
“Grandpa Emperor, there has been a disaster in Shuifeng Prefecture. Every time I think of those disaster victims struggling in human hell, I can’t sleep or eat.” Yang Wang sighed on the side.
Eating, eating, and eating, he can only get favors by eating and sweet talking.
He has been racking his brains for the country and the people, but because he is not good at talking, he has never been favored.
How unfair.
Upon hearing this, Yang Ye glanced at him, swiftly opened the folding fan in his hand, “Third brother, take out the bravado you had when you wooed MissQiao, when you bought out several shops in town. With that vigor, you can eat well and sleep well.”
If you have food, just eat it. Why bring up those depressing topics and affect the mood!DiiScôver 𝒏𝒆w stori𝒆s on no/𝒗/e()/lbin(.)c/o/m