Murong Hui seemed to understand what was wrong when she heard it, but she bit her lower lip lightly and nodded, and big tears fell into the placket of her clothes, wetting a large piece of the sprinkling gold peony embroidered with colored threads.

The Empress Dowager summoned Murong Hui to her side and persuaded her, and if she had the opportunity in the future, she could naturally go to the border city to visit her aunt. Tang Jia'er hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe her tears, Mama Bai had already ordered someone to clean her face, Murong Wei personally re-leveled Murong Hui's makeup, and the little girl gradually smiled.

In the evening, when the queen mother fasted, she did not leave three people to eat with her. After coming out of Shoukang Palace, the two sisters broke up at a fork in the road, Murong Wei took Yingluo to Fengluan Hall to talk to Queen Chu, and Tang Jiaer accompanied Murong Hui back to the palace.

Looking at the weeping willows that were gradually dyed green by the spring breeze, Murong Hui gently folded a branch and held it in his hand, and said to Tang Jia'er sullenly: "Jia'er, staying away from relatives in my homeland, is it really the best choice for my aunt? ”

Tang Jia'er also stopped in front of the weeping willows, looked at the two tactful yellow orioles on the top and pondered for a moment, and said carefully: "The meaning of the Queen Mother is about to love someone, so you must let her go and give her a broader space." ”

Pointing to the two yellow orioles that spread their wings and flew into the blue sky, Tang Jia'er said softly: "Ah Hui, you see, what birds envy is always the blue sky and the jungle, if you put it in a cage, why are the delicacies delicious, and how can it be important to be free?

Murong Hui stood under the willow tree, feeling Tang Jia'er's words, and thought for a while.

The ten-year-old girl has just experienced the separation from her relatives, and at this moment she suddenly became a little more mature, drawing a sharp line of separation from the innocence that was not stained by the world before.

Tang Jia'er was also thinking about the words when Concubine Xin was going to the border city, which touched her heart, and the idea that had been brewing in her heart for a long time gradually matured.

After dinner, Tang Jia'er said that he was going to discuss some things with Murong Hui, and asked her if she wanted to go with her? Murong Hui was still chewing on the words of the Empress Dowager today, and her heart was a little depressed, so she said that she wanted to stroke the qin, and only told Tang Jia'er to go early and return early.

Tang Jia'er knew that Murong Peng had half an hour's leisure after dinner, so he went back to the room and hurriedly changed his clothes, so he went straight to the prince's east palace to find him.

Xiao Chang saw Tang Jia'er coming from a distance, hurriedly greeted him, saluted, and said courteously: "Is the girl here to talk to His Royal Highness the Prince? His Royal Highness is now in the garden of the apse, and the servant will show you the way." ”

The prince's east palace was familiar, and Tang Jia'er didn't need to report it when she went in and out now, she thanked Xiao Chang for his kindness, invited him to take care of himself, and went to the apse along the terrazzo road to find Murong Peng.

Just turned around a large screen in the garden with a sea of pine clouds, and saw Murong Peng standing under a ginkgo tree by the pond, teasing the koi in the pond with fish food, enjoying this moment of leisure.

Tong Jia'er walked lightly, and the soft-soled embroidered palace shoes were silent, only the rings on the skirt were jingling, crisp and pleasant.

Hearing the familiar sound, Murong Peng raised his head and looked into the distance, and already saw a familiar figure on the path between the flowers. He threw the fish food in his hand into the water and took two steps with a smile.

As the spring grew, Tang Jia'er had already changed out of the jacket and put on a hosta white collared palace robe, a magenta makeup tribute satin palace skirt, and a pair of double-ringed jade pendants jingling like a bubbling spring.

Losing the baby fat of the past year, Tang Jia'er is slim and elegant, although her skin is not as white as jade, but it is shining with the color of wheat-like healthy sunshine.

She walked in front of Murong Peng, bowed down slightly, and called His Royal Highness the Prince. Murong Peng frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I have said many times, call me Ah Peng, Sister Jia'er always does not change." ”

Su Rili is naturally called Ah Peng, and neither of them has paid attention to it, only when Tang Jiaer wants to talk about state affairs, he will solemnly call His Royal Highness the Prince.

Tang Jia'er smiled sweetly, a deep dimple on his lips, and didn't answer Murong Peng's words, but gently pulled the sleeve of his robe: "Go to your inner study, I have something serious to say to you." ”

The outer study is a place where Murong Peng handles official business and occasionally summons ministers, and Tang Jia'er never trespasses. Occasionally, when there is something to do, they are all in Murong Peng's inner study, and the two are chatting over tea.

Today, Concubine Xin has made up her mind, and Tang Jia'er's thoughts have been transferred from her to the border city.

The sand table of Rentai Palace, as well as the maps hanging here by the Empress Dowager and Murong Peng, plus the "Great Zhou Chronicles" and other books in the Wenchang Pavilion, Tang Jiaer now knows the environment of the border city well.

When Luo Qi came back to report on the journey, Tong Jia'er also confirmed her guess from her words. Today, Concubine Xin has no intention of going, and it has once again aroused Tang Jia'er's thoughts about the border city.

Tang Jia'er stood in front of the map and pointed out to Murong Peng the almost barren land from the border city to the barrier city, as well as the swamp between the two cities.

She said carefully: "This large piece of land is empty, the city of the barrier is on the same land as us in Xixia, the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River are fertile for thousands of miles, but the border is heavy but a large area of land is barren, so that the people are displaced, which is really a great loss." ”

Mentioning this, Murong Peng was also depressed. He sighed heavily: "My father is often worried about this place, the land here is barren, there is no harvest every time, and he often has to rely on the inland to transfer grain, so that now the population is withered, and the army has not seen much effect. ”

Tang Jia'er's eyes were bright, flashing with a bright light, and she said softly: "Rice is delicate, and the climate in the border city is harsh, so it is difficult to harvest a bumper harvest. Think about it, last year, His Majesty reused Song Weiyuan, and the Ministry of Industry promoted the planting of corn and wheat in the mountainous areas have achieved good results, can we try these things?"

Tang Jiaer knows that people are soft-spoken, and he can't talk about state affairs. She asked Murong Peng to overthrow Emperor Chongming and choose a team of people who were skilled in farming to go to the border city together and plant corn and wheat on that barren land.

Corn is not as precious as rice, and even if the harvest is poor, it will definitely grow. At that time, it will be able to alleviate the shortage of food for the people of Barrier City, and it will also be possible to chop up those corn stalks and feed the horses in the army, so as to save a huge amount of grain, grass and transportation expenses for the DPRK and China.

Tang Jia'er knew how to farm and sang, she talked eloquently about the geographical location and climatic conditions of the border city, the more she talked, the more confident she became, she grabbed Murong Peng's hand excitedly, and asked, "Ah Peng, do you think this is good?"

Murong Peng listened to Tang Jia'er's careful words, and was already moved by her, and the more she thought about it, the more feasible she felt.

He praised deeply: "Sister Jia'er really has seven tricks, I have always regretted that the land is too barren, so I never thought that I could change to grow corn, if successful, I can save a lot of military expenses." Tomorrow morning, as soon as the pilgrimage meeting is over, I will propose this idea to my father. ”