We had eaten this meal for more than an hour and the whole family was having fun. When Yang Yong left the palace, there were already stars. Yang Jian specially sent four palace maids to take Yang Yong back to the East Palace with lanterns. These four palace maids were all female officials around Yang Jian, barely enough to be a middle-aged man, which made Yang Yong scream for his father.

When they returned to the Eastern Palace, Yuan Qing'er and Xing'er were sitting on the chair with their eyes open and dozing off. There were three or two side dishes on the table. When Yang Yong came back, Xing'er clapped her hands: "Okay, Your Highness is finally back. Miss, I won't accompany you anymore." After that, Xing'er yawned a big yawn.

Yuan Qing'er quickly stood up from the chair and waved to Xing'er: "Useless girl, you know how to sleep, go."

Xing'er muttered in a low voice, bowed to Yang Yong before retreating. Although Yuan Qing'er had been married to Yang Yong for three years and was only seventeen years old at this time, she had just left her childishness. In addition to the guards of the East Palace, more than a hundred servants were managed by Yuan Qing'er, and they had developed a graceful and luxurious demeanor.

At this time, Yuan Qing'er was wearing a thin cold dress, and her chest was bulging, with a bit of a young woman's charm. Yang Yong gently shaved Yuan Qing'er's nose: "It's so late, I don't have to wait for me, so I'll take a break soon in the future."

"How can you do it? Your Highness is concerned about national affairs. I will naturally do my best to do my job." Yuan Qing'er's face showed a few cute looks: "By the way, this dish may be broken, I will cook two side dishes for Your Highness."

A tenderness surged in Yang Yong's heart, and he quickly grabbed Yuan Qing'er and gently stroked Yuan Qing'er's hair: "No, I have used food from my father."

Yuan Qing'er said "Oh" and stopped moving.

"Qing'er, will you feel too tired when you marry me?" The emperor advocated frugality, and the prince naturally set an example. There were hundreds of people in the East Palace, and Yuan Qing'er sometimes sewed clothes and cooked for Yang Yong.

"No, I don't know how many women want to marry the Crown Princess but can't marry him. How could I feel tired?" Yuan Qing'er felt a little uneasy: "Your Highness, why did you say that today? Is Your Highness interested in whom again?"

Yang Yong flicked Yuan Qing'er's forehead with his finger: "What nonsense is it? What does it mean to like whom? Have I ever seen someone before?"

"No, then what happened to Yun Meier beside you?"

Yang Yong suddenly realized that Yuan Qing'er was jealous. As Yun Mei'er grew up and became more and more beautiful, everyone knew that Yang Yong could not marry Yun Mei'er to someone else. In addition, Yuan Qing'er frequently went in and out of the palace, so he probably communicated a lot with the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Dugu family, so Yuan Qing'er would naturally feel threatened.

Yang Yong was furious and changed the topic: "By the way, Qing'er, I will leave Beijing in a few days, which is to collect information from all over the country for the Agricultural College, and to inspect all over the country under the order."

Yuan Qing'er was shocked and indeed no longer entangled with Yun Mei'er's affairs: "Your Highness is going to leave Beijing. How long will it take to leave Beijing? Where can I go?"

Yang Yong said vaguely: "Maybe a few months. As for where to go, Luoyang and Jingzhou must go. The rest has not been decided yet. Let's talk about it when you leave Beijing."

"Can I go with you?" Yuan Qing'er's face was full of hope.

Yang Yong shook his head firmly: "No, you must stay in Beijing and spend more time with your mother, not to mention that you are weak and you cannot travel long distances."

Yuan Qing'er has not left the capital since she was a child, so she naturally yearned for the outside world. She knew it was unlikely that, but when she heard Yang Yong's rejection, her face turned dark: "Then take Xing'er, she can take you all the way."

"That's not good. Xing'er is your close maid. She has never been separated from you. If you leave suddenly for a few months, you will definitely be inconvenient." Yang Yong actually wanted to take Yun Meier with him, not because Yun Meier is more beautiful. Xing'er is actually quite good, but this girl is a bit stingy. Yang Yong naturally hopes to bring Yun Meier, who is more gentle and lovely.

What's more, Xing'er is by his side, just like his wife's eyes. Yang Yong was also thinking about whether there was any romantic encounter on the road. He brought Xing'er by his side, so he didn't have to think about any romantic encounters.

"There is no inconvenience. Apart from Xing'er, I am not without girls around me. I have never been separated before. There will always be times when I am separated. Besides, with Xing'er by Your Highness, I can rest assured." Yuan Qing'er said lightly.

"Okay." Yuan Qing'er was still jealous of Yun Mei'er's incident just now, and Yang Yong would not be stupid enough to bring it up now.

A few days later, Yang Yong had received the emperor's official decree. The prince was ordered to inspect various places. The ministers in the court couldn't help but mutter, but the emperor was in full swing now, and no one dared to leave the capital under the banner of unstableness in the capital. At most, several censors wrote to the prince to go on a patrol, for fear of losing the national treasury and demanded that the emperor take his orders to take back his orders.

However, Yang Yong only brought hundreds of people to guard the guards, which was considered a light car and a simple follower. The reason for leaving Beijing was legitimate. The national treasury was not so frugal. Yang Yong refuted a few words in the court, and the matter was settled.

Outside Daxing City, Yuan Qing'er held back her laughter and looked at Yang Yong. Today was Yang Yong's first time leaving Beijing after becoming the prince. Many officials inevitably saw him off. Yang Yong pushed left and right. At this time, there were still dozens of officials coming to see him off outside the city. In front of everyone, although Yuan Qing'er was reluctant to leave, she couldn't express any emotions.

These days, Yang Yong has handled the matter in the capital, and the Agricultural College has officially started to be on track. The farmers who gave the cows a passing nose were happy to find that their cows had no effect after being penetrated. The only influence is that they can use them as they please. When using the cows to plow the land, there is no need for one person to hold the cows in front of them. As long as the reins in their hands shake, they will obey the orders.

Officials in the East Palace also found the source of the nose of the cow. They were shocked. It turned out that there were records of plowing oxes as early as the Spring and Autumn Period. Purging the nose of plowing oxes became the first achievement of the Agricultural College in the Agricultural College and began to be promoted in Guanzhong area, which was considered a good start for the Agricultural College.

"Qing'er, I'm leaving Beijing. If you feel lonely, go to the palace to accompany your mother more. You can also interact with Princess Anping more and take care of your health."

"Well, you must take care of yourself, be careful on the road." Yuan Qing'er whispered: "If you can't help it on the road, just take Xing'er away."

"What?" Yang Yong almost suspected that he had heard the wrong ears. Dugu set an example in front of him and was jealous of himself a few days ago. Is this what Yuan Qing'er said?

Yuan Qing'er's face turned red and her expression was a little sad: "I have never had a child yet. The queen has asked me many times. If Xing'er is pregnant, she can also make the emperor and the queen feel at ease."

Yang Yong immediately understood what Yuan Qing'er meant. Now they have been married for three years. Dugu has long wanted to hold his grandson. Yuan Qing'er has not been pregnant for a long time. Although Yang Yong thinks that they are still young and don't care, Yuan Qing'er will definitely bear a lot of pressure.

In this year, it is 100% for women to have no children, and this is a matter of seven things written in it. Especially after Yang Guang got married, Yuan Qing'er was under greater pressure. If Mr. Jin was given a legitimate grandson, Yuan Qing'er would be even more embarrassed.

Although Dugu does not like men to ask for wives, if the princess cannot have children, she will not let the prince have no queen no matter what. When the princess Jin gives birth to a child, Dugu will probably choose a concubine for the prince himself. Instead of waiting for this, it would be better to let Yang Yong take Xing'er into the house. After all, Xing'er has always been a person around Yuan Qing'er.

Yang Yong had a little embarrassed face, but he felt a little joy in his heart. As a normal man, he was often surrounded by beautiful women, so how could he not be moved? Especially Yuan Qing'er's constitution was weak and often could not meet his requirements. This demand would be even stronger. Otherwise, he would not have been unable to bear Feng Xiaolian's temptation in Yingzhou, and he would have been in a vague way with Feng Xiaolian and made a fuss to make a fuss.

Yang Yong has endured quite hard work in recent years. On the one hand, he is afraid that Yuan Qing'er will be sad, and on the other hand, he does not want Dugu to be disgusted. Now that he has received Yuan Qing'er's encouragement, Yang Yong's heart is suddenly moved, but it is naturally inconvenient to show it too obviously in front of Yuan Qing'er, and he said unconsciously: "Qing'er, this is not good."

Yuan Qing'er gave Yang Yong a blank look, but did not answer. Yang Yong knew that she said this, and his heart must be full of grievances. He was simply taking advantage of it and behaved. He quickly took a break from the side of the road and handed it to Yuan Qing'er: "Qing'er, I'm leaving, take care of myself!"

"I've gone before, and the willows are swaying." Looking at the willow branches in my hand, Yuan Qing'er forgot that he should have broken willows for Yang Yong, and tears could not help but flow down. Yang Yong looked around. Many officials were smiling and watched the show with relish. When he saw Yang Yong's gaze swept over, he quickly turned his head and pretended not to see anything.

It is July now, and the weather is hot. If you wait any longer, you don’t have to rush to the road today. Yang Yong had no choice but to make up his mind and step on the back of the horse. Chi Ying shouted loudly, and he had already taken big steps before the master could urge him.
Chapter completed!