Lan Xin sat at the table, looking at the thin piece of paper in his hand by the candlelight. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Uncle Lu had already entered Beijing. No matter how unwilling the people of the Fang family were, they would not blatantly come over to provoke.

If there is any small action behind the scenes, then you are even less afraid. The people in Mingyue Tower are not vegetarians, and they will not be soft.

Gently fold the letter paper in his hand and set it aside. Take out a flat box from your sleeve and gently rub the begonia pattern on it with your hand. The corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and his long eyelashes block the sweetness in his eyes.

The box was sent by Lu Zhendong, and along with the box, there was a letter. In addition to reporting safety, the letter simply said that the emperor secretly summoned him and gave him a navy tiger talisman. Let him lead people to secretly infiltrate the border of the East China Sea and understand the situation and situation over there first.

And promised that after half a month, the first batch of chain crossbows would definitely be delivered to him. At that time, the battlefield on the other side of the East China Sea will be completely in his hands.

Lan Xin opened the box and picked up the begonia tassel hairpin inside. Looking at the blooming pink begonia, I felt a little melancholy, "I don't know when I will be able to come back." On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes······"

Thinking of this, Lan Xin stood up and came to Dr. Zhu's small courtyard in a hurry, and gave him gold sore medicine, typhoid medicine, and antidote pills······ Whatever Lan Xin felt could be used, he put it into the box in one go.

Doctor Zhu walked out with his hair disheveled, looking at the three full boxes of things that had been swept away by Lan Xin, and he was dripping blood in distress. But he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, pursed his lips, and said sourly: "The girl is not worried about Young Master Lu like that, it is better to send the old slave over as well." ”

Huh? yes, why didn't I think of that?

Lan Xin's eyes lit up, nodded and said, "That's a good idea." I make people ······."

Doctor Zhu waved his hand in a panic and said, "Oh, my girl! The old slave just said it casually, casually, it is not worth taking seriously, it is not worth taking seriously!"

Lan Xin ignored his exaggerated appearance, smiled and said to himself: "Don't say it, you said it casually, but you got to the point." That's it! You now list the medicine you need for Chinese New Year's Eve. Then pack your things and get ready for me to let you know. ”

Doctor Zhu's lips kept squirming, and he looked at Lan Xin with a blank eye, and now he couldn't find any reason. The girl even thought about the little Chinese New Year's Eve that was sent to the Zhuangzi, what else could she say?

Dr. Zhu clicked his bitter mouth, and looked at Lan Xin's back in a hurry without tears, feeling that there was nothing to love in life! He wailed in his heart: That is the battlefield, and people will die if they go!

Knowing that his girl's decision would not change, after a moment of silence for a stick of incense. I can only get up and pack up some useful things, so that I can have more protection at that time.

Lan Xin not only packed Dr. Zhu and sent it to Lu Zhendong, but also asked Lan Yi to find a few people with good skills to erase the memory of Moyun Valley and quietly send it to Lu Zhendong's navy to protect him closely.

After everything was arranged, Lan Xin concentrated on running his hot spring villa. She needed to find something to do, to distract herself. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would go crazy.

Men can visit the flower house, drink flower wine, enter the casino, and visit the painting boat. And women's entertainment projects are pitiful.

When Lanxin's hot spring resort first opened, there were many people interested in it, but few people went there. Everyone was watching, and when they came, they were worried that they had spent unjustly money, and they felt that it was just a Zhuangzi, not worth so much money.

Second, they have never bathed outside the house, and how to ensure their safety when they go there to soak in hot springs?

There are also people who are eager to try, but they don't know how to get through the pressure in full view.

Lan Xin knew that there would be people who would be tempted, so he pushed the boat down the river, gave them a post, and invited them to experience it for free in the villa.

In line with the principle of having a cheap and not taking advantage of nothing, after receiving the post, except for a few particularly awkward people, almost everyone went. After a day of experience, until the sun sets, everyone reluctantly leaves the villa.

After this experience, the business of the hot spring mountain resort did not become a blockbuster because everyone had fun. On the contrary, it was as deserted as ever.

Mrs. Mu was worried that Lan Xin felt uncomfortable, but at the same time, she really felt that Zhuangzi was good. So I came over and rented a small courtyard with two entrances. smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, when they come back, you are busy." ”

Lan Xin didn't care at all, she said with a smile: "There are some things that they need to reminisce before they react." I don't care about the desertion right now, it's the so-called trickle of water!"

Mrs. Mu saw that Lan Xin really didn't care, and she was relieved in her heart. She hesitated, her eyes rolled to say something, and after a few turns around her mouth, she finally swallowed it back. Holding the teacup, silently tasting the tea soup in the cup.

Lan Xin shook the cup lightly and lowered his eyes, blocking the worry and melancholy in his eyes. After Uncle Lu entered Beijing, he heard that he entered the palace directly, and there has been no news until now.

However, Lan Xin was not worried, after all, Lu Xian was still leisurely and leisurely. What she can't let go of is still Lu Zhendong's side. I heard that the Japanese are very cunning, and I don't know if he can handle it.

A month passed, and the war on the other side of the East China Sea finally broke out. When Lan Xin heard the news, she was a little at a loss, and she staggered into the courtyard of Lord Yu and Mrs. Yu, where she sat and copied Buddhist scriptures all day. Copy's wrists are sore, but he still persists.

Looking at the thick stack of scriptures, her heart still couldn't be calm. Pushing open the window, a cool breeze blew in his face, and Lan Xin slowly exhaled the turbid breath in his chest. Looking up at the thin moon in the night, he whispered in his mouth: I hope that the moon is not full when people are full.

The war in the East China Sea stirred up waves within the Dazong Dynasty, and was gradually quelled by another incident. A kind of bud grain with a yield of 1,000 catties per mu has been planted in the bulk of the dynasty.

A few severely affected areas were selected, and seeds were distributed to each household according to the size of the population. When the harvest is harvested in the fall, in addition to the tax itself, it is necessary to pay additional taxes depending on the amount of seeds.

When the seeds are planted in the ground, it is equivalent to planting a reassuring pill in people's hearts!