Ling Xiang slowly approached, tracing his dark eyebrows with his gaze, and his heart melted away with the snow.

Rong Xijue closed her eyes, but grabbed her hand and took her into her arms.

Ling Xiang stumbled, and then was wrapped in a hot mink fur.

The unique scent of pine enveloped her, and with a bang, she had been swallowed by him.

After a long time, when he left, Ling Xiang even felt the ** in his body, he was so ashamed that he was ashamed of himself, and he forced himself to stop the posture of pandering, but his body was so hot that he was sweating, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly: "Is Your Highness a furnace?"

"It's really hot!" Rong Xijue hurriedly gave her mink qiu, encircled her arms and down, her eyes were scorching, bright as the morning sun, "Let's enjoy the snow barbecue tonight, how about it?"

Ling Xiang looked out the window at the fairyland, and said with a smile: "Barbecue, Your Highness has an idea of burning the qin and cooking cranes......

Saying this, Rong Xijue had already pulled out a few black things from the copper furnace with an iron hammer in his hand, and the fragrance was overflowing, he grabbed a bamboo bowl on the wooden shelf next to the couch and threw the things into it, and sent it to Ling Xuan's hands.

Ling Xiang drank tea for most of the day, and was hungry, so when he smelled the fragrance, he forgot about the vassal elegance, and cheered in a low voice: "Oh! It's roasted squatting owl (taro)!"

These two things instantly brought her back to her childhood, and she couldn't care about three seven twenty-one and peeled it off.

Rong Xijue glanced at her with a smile, and then pointed to the bamboo tube with a wooden handle around the copper stove and said, "Look, hot rice wine, the taste should be suitable for you." Then he spread out wire racks on the copper stove, densely spread all kinds of kebabs, and skillfully turned them over.

Ling Makeup was surprised. was busy to take over, Rong Xijue only said, "Eat you." He dipped the sauce and brushed it on the skewers.

The cold wind outside the window kept blowing in, carrying fine snow foam. Floating on the stove, it melted, forming a very fine water mist, which steamed instantly, Ling Makeup slowly chewed the hot sweet potato, looking at his beautiful side face under the reflection of the fire, and the flying slender fingers, gradually blurred in front of his eyes. His throat also choked: "Your Highness, the concubine is cheap, you shouldn't be like this!"

Rong Xijue's movements froze slightly. Immediately returned to normal, his brisk face turned solemn, his gaze fell on the bright flame, and he was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he said, "You must feel like you've climbed high." That's what I said. ”

Ling was stunned.

"If you didn't have me, would you like to enter the palace?"

"Naturally I don't want to. Ling Makeup replied truthfully.

Rong Xijue smiled slightly: "Although I didn't grow up in the Central Plains, I know the world. The palace people are suffering, even poor families, and they may not be willing to send their daughters to the palace. You have stayed for me, and you will be bound by all kinds of shackles and will not be free, but I owe you. ”

Ling Xiang's tears rolled down like jade. There seems to be no man in the world who would say that marrying a woman to him is a sacrifice and he. The crown prince, who is high above, said so.

He decided that what she coveted was not for the glory and wealth of fine clothes, jade and food, but for her love and attachment to him, and that this heart could not be compared with any amount of reward.

She asked herself that she had not done anything to get him like this, and she mourned in her heart, and leaned down and hugged his waist tightly.

He felt her twitching, stretched out his arm and grabbed her sideways, his face was radiant: "Don't be cranky, a long time ago, I thought that if there was a woman who could win my heart, I would treat her as a treasure, love her, and love her." Marriage is a good combination of two surnames, and since you are my woman, how can you be wronged?"

If you are conceited and determined, you are like his character.

Taking a concubine is not a marriage at all, but Ling Xiang didn't dare to ask or want to ask, the queen's words were faintly stabbed in her heart, but the scene in front of her, the people in front of her, made her feel that everything was no longer important, even if she gave her life for him, she was willing.

Some of the careful thoughts in front of him also flew out of the clouds under his openness.

The two talked around the fire, and gradually laughed.

The people outside heard the sound of joy, He Basi waved his hand, left two people to listen, and led the rest of the people to wait until a small room near the left, and said: "Your Highness's grace, the joy of the newlywed, our people are also happy." ”

There is also a large copper stove inside, and the hanging pot is boiling hot, and all kinds of meat and vegetables are placed next to it.

The palace people kowtowed to the west to thank them and invited the two chief stewards to take their seats. Especially the one who served Ling Makeup, his intuition followed the right master, and the prospects were very promising, and his face was full of red light, and the day he waited in the ice and snow also became the glory in his heart.

Rong Xijue and the two snuggled and whispered, very interested in each other's observations, chatting heartily, Ling Xiang asked about the Yasukuni Gong Lu family.

Rong Xijue didn't hide it, one by one, Ling Xiang knew that he did respect Lu Nengkui, and he also had a brotherly relationship with Lu Mengen, but when he was a child, he inadvertently broke the adultery between Mrs. Yasukuni and the guards, and he naturally despised it in his heart, but he had suppressed it for many years and never mentioned it to anyone.

He didn't hesitate to tell him about such a private matter, and Ling Xiang had no hidden worries in his heart, and he couldn't help but talk about major events in the world.

Rong Xijue heard that she had seen extraordinary, but she was also interested, and asked: "Oh, according to what you said, now that Jiangnan is prosperous in commerce and trade, the imperial court prohibits the sea in the name of the sea and does not levy sea tax, and only silk is one item in the commercial tax, and the tea tax is in vain, and the money is called by local officials to set up cards and collect it?"

"No, the worst thing is the small businessman, my father...... After a lot of calculations, I know that I have recognized the official send, but it is a pity that it is an iron-clad battalion of soldiers, and the annual expenditure is also very large, but the treasury has never benefited from half of it?"

Rong Xijue smiled and rubbed her hair: "After all, I became my daughter-in-law, and I know what I plan for my husband's family." ”

Ling Xiang's face was red, and he raised his powder fist to fight, only to remember his identity and stop a few inches in front of his chest.

"What you say is my truth. Rong Xijue grabbed her hand and straightened her face, "When our army invaded the capital, it received the treasury, and there was not a penny of silver in it, I thought it was caused by the officials' greed for ink, but after interrogation, I knew that the annual salary of the border army and the officials' salaries exceeded the total income of the treasury, and the expenditure was overrun every year, and the silver was owed everywhere. After Rong Chengxi issued the order of King Qin, except for the Dongping Protectorate and the army in Beijing, none of them responded, and even the Protectorate of King Zeng quickly mutinied and joined our army. ”

Ling Xiang thought that before the demise of each dynasty, the treasury was always empty, this matter should not be underestimated, she had not had much worry about the country and the people before, at this time she thought deeply, sighed: "In addition to military salaries, water conservancy has not been repaired for some years, concubines only know that the annual flood season in the south of the Yangtze River, the people avoid the mountains, and the fields and houses are flooded from time to time. ”

Rong Xijue's face was solemn when he heard this: "Then in your opinion, how to solve the problem of taxation and official greed?" (To be continued.) )