The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 21 Part 2

The two of them had successfully disgusted each other, and then, as if nothing had happened, they both made their way toward Qianhua Hall.

The walk was quiet. Shen Nian wasn't used to this kind of silence, so he spoke up. "Your Majesty, there's something this humble subject has been curious about. I'm not sure if I ought to ask."

Qi Junmu said, "You've already said it out loud. Could I possibly refuse to give you an answer?"

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 362 Part 2

Fang Zichen had read widely—all sorts of books on all kinds of subjects—but he'd never actually put any of it into practice, and he wasn't a professional either. Besides, reading about something didn't mean you automatically knew how to do it. From Xiaping Village to Fangniu Village spanned so many li—it was a massive project!

The year before last, mountain floods had submerged the surrounding villages and killed many people.

The scale of the work was enormous. That was why, on the day he went to Anping County to retrieve records, he'd specifically had the county magistrate bring in a few so-called professionals from the field to consult, hoping they could assist.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 21 Part 1

Chapter 21

By the time Shen Nian spoke, the anger on Qi Junmu's face had already faded, and he began to feel that the place was rather cold.

But hearing Shen Nian so eager to shake him off—as if he were some pesky fly that everyone found annoying—the Emperor's stubbornness suddenly flared up again.

He shot a sidelong glance at Shen Nian and said, "What, Marquis Shen, are you suggesting that I don't even have the right to decide whether to attend the morning court? If I wish to linger here a while longer, am I somehow offending someone's eyes?"

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 362 Part 1

Chapter 362 

Xiaping Village.

It was already the third lunar month. In another ten days or so, the weather would start warming up. Right now, everyone was busy weeding the fields.

Over the winter, there had been some light drizzles, and the weeds had grown a bit. After hoeing them down, the land still needed to be turned. Every household was poor, and not a single ox could be found in several villages—turning the soil all depended on a single hoe. It was backbreaking work, but it had to be done. Only by turning the soil could it be loosened, so the sweet potatoes planted afterward would grow well and turn out a little bigger.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 20 Part 2

At the time, Qi Junmu was still somewhat intimidated by Emperor Jing. Steeling himself despite the creeping dread, he replied: "Imperial Father, the palace has the finest imperial physicians and the best medicines. Wen Wan may be frail, but once she enters the palace, she can be properly nurtured back to health. Mother Consort is satisfied with her as well—how could she be displeased?"

Consort Shu also smiled and said to the Emperor: "Your Majesty, in this world, there are so many fine women that it's easy to lose one's bearings. But if Junmu likes her, then this consort likes her too."

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 361 Part 4

Ronghe Village, Rongxing Village—the nine villages were far apart. On the left side of the mountain range was the Jing River, and on the right was Xiaping Village. From there all the way down to the last village, Fangniu Village, was roughly several dozen kilometers.

If the Jing River's volume wasn't enough, the newly dug canal would absorb water, and it probably wouldn't reach Fangniu Village at all.

Moreover, after the diversion, the Jing River's flow would certainly decrease—would that affect Anping County? That factor also had to be considered.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 20 Part 1

Chapter 20

Seeing that the person sitting alone in this desolate spot truly was the Emperor, Shen Nian was rather surprised.

Taking one look at the Emperor's complexion, it was clear he was not in good spirits—furious, enraged, and carrying a trace of unspeakable grief and indignation. Shen Nian mused to himself: Did he have a quarrel with the Empress?

His mind was racing, but he gave nothing away on his face. He also knew that the Emperor sitting here alone meant he did not wish to be seen.