"Explain?" Yao Su said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why don't you let the peony girl explain it herself?"

When Peony heard this, her body trembled, she couldn't care about the pain and grievances in her hands, and said with tears in her eyes: "It's none of Master Yao's business, it's Peony himself who is not good and offended Master Yao." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The reason for the incident must not be known to Zhao Wenjie, otherwise she would really lose her wife and lose her army.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, she naturally does not want to mention it, Yao Su asked her to say it first, and naturally she does not want to mention it, but there are many dreams at night, and she thinks that she has a little bit of a look at people, but she has never seen through this Yao master, who knows what he will say in the next moment.

"My lord, the slave family still has to participate in the performance of the Shangsi Festival, this hand must not be fine, you can accompany me to see the doctor. ”

Zhao Wenjie pondered for a while, nodded, and walked outside with the peony.

When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly paused, turned his head and asked, "Master Yao, can you tell Shu Min's whereabouts." ”

He searched all night, he went to the place where he should go, and even ran to the experimental field, but still didn't find anyone, according to passers-by last night, Shumin was taken away by Yao Su nine times out of ten.

"I don't know where she is now. Yao Su didn't hide it, he really didn't know where she had fled to.

She must have been panicked when she woke up after a ridiculous night, right?

Thinking of this, the anger he had calmed down resurfaced, and he glanced at Peony angrily.

"I have a reluctant request, if Master Yao sees her, help me tell her that I will still wait for her in the capital. His voice was tired, and there was a faint sadness between his brows.

Hehe, I really didn't expect that when he actually asked his rival, he turned his head and laughed at himself, and helped Peony to go back to Luoyue Pavilion first.

Peony's hand seems to be serious, but it does not hurt the bones, and as long as it is cultivated for a few months, it will be intact.

But how many months did she have?

It's late February, and the March 3rd Festival is imminent, but the doctor also said that if you force practice, I'm afraid it will leave a permanent wound.

When Peony heard this, she cried and fell into Zhao's arms, but she still had to persuade Zhao not to let him find Yao Su's bad luck. I finally understand what it means to ask for hardship.

Watching the doctor take the medicine, a lot of time has been wasted back and forth, it is raining outside, if you don't set off again, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with the next town.

Zhao Wenjie persuaded that it would be okay for more than one day, but Peony insisted on leaving, and she didn't dare to stay in this place any longer.

When the carriage left Linjiang Town, Zhao Wenjie opened the window behind the carriage, looked at the somewhat depressed city tower from afar, explored for a long time, and never saw the person appear, sighed and closed the window, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Everyone in the carriage had their own thoughts, and the atmosphere was very cold. However, the black wind outside was in a good mood, snorting, humming and following the carriage, occasionally galloping up the distance.

In the capital, on the Jinluan Palace, Huangpu and An Zheng sat on the dragon chair made of high gold, his eyes were sharp, and the dragon was mighty, so that the ministers below did not dare to say much.

"This is what you gave me? You lost two more cities in the northwest, how many of them have been lost? And told me that it was just a strategy to lure the enemy? If you lure the enemy down again, the iron cavalry of Lihe will set foot in the capital!"

"Don't speak one by one, Prime Minister, didn't you say that as long as Dongfang He goes to war, he will definitely win a great victory? What about the great victory? He didn't go and only lost three cities, and when he went, he lost six cities before and after. Throw another city, let him come to see him!" Huangpu Ji'an can't remember how many years he hasn't been angry in this Jinluan Palace.

"The emperor is angry, the northwest is a bitter cold land, although it is spring, the northwest is still heavy snow, freezing three feet, the soldiers have little food and clothing, just defending the city is already very difficult, let alone recovering the lost land. Prime Minister Situ Yingcheng was named by the emperor and had to speak, but his mind turned very quickly, and he immediately attributed the reason for the defeat to the lack of food for the soldiers.

The food is not good, the soldiers lack food and clothing, how to fight?

"Is there a good way for everyone to love their relatives?" mentioned the sound of grain, and the emperor's arrogance was also a little shorter.

It stands to reason that it has been more than 400 years since the founding of the Apocalypse State, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and the country is stable, so there should be no saying that the treasury is empty. However, as the four major families grew stronger and stronger, the benefits of the imperial court became scarcer and thinner.

The most honorable person in the Apocalypse Nation has occasionally been shy, especially in recent years.

"Why don't you transfer the money from the household department for disaster relief to the military department first?" someone's weak proposal was immediately severely refuted by Qu Wenjiang, the head of the household department.

Last winter, a rare cold snap occurred in the north of the capital, and countless people froze to death and starved to death.

"Don't look at us, our Ministry of Industry has always had no money, so it's better for the Ministry of Rites to move some of it out to solve problems. The Ministry of Works' Shangshu resisted everyone's eyes, shook his head, and kicked the ball to the Ministry of Rites.

Huang Zijian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, couldn't stand the eyes of everyone, stood up and bowed to the emperor and said: "Now that spring is in spring, the third day of March will be sacrificed to the sky, praying for a year of peace and peace for the country and the people, and the wind and rain will be smooth." The folk also attach great importance to this, after the sacrifice to the sky, the folk also have a residual performance, the four famous prostitutes in the capital meet to fight the arts, it is not as good as the emperor to open the way, reward the glory of the none, please perform for charity. ”

Huangpu Ji'an looked at the people in the hall, seeing them noisy and shouting, some annoyance flashed in his eyes, and it was not until Huang Zijian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, spoke, that he narrowed his eyes with interest.

"Huang Aiqing already has a charter? Tell me about it quickly. ”

"Your Majesty, this time the festival to the sky, Wei Chen thought that it must be as grand as before, after the sacrifice of the sky in previous years, the folk after-performances, several famous prostitutes competed with each other, divided into high and low fights out one, two or three. The saint can set up grace, and the winner can get the glory of the first prostitute in the world from the saint, and the second and third prostitutes will also be rewarded accordingly, but the money obtained by the famous prostitutes who participated in the performance on the day of the ceremony is a charity performance and donated to the imperial court to fill the treasury. Huang Zijian said the charter in an orderly manner.

"Hmph, Lord Huang is really going to talk about it, how much money can you get for just one day of charity performance?" Zheng Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, said sarcastically.

"Master Zheng doesn't need to be in a hurry to speak, let me ask you, how much money did you spend in Miaoyin Fang three days ago?" Huang Zijian didn't argue with him, but asked rhetorically.

"This official has never been to Miaoyinfang!" was questioned in front of the court to visit the brothel, Zheng Yuanlao blushed and vigorously denied it.

"Master Zheng doesn't have to be ashamed and angry, although the two of us don't get along, but your wife and my family are sisters who talk about everything, and she personally cried to the cheap, saying that you spent nearly a thousand taels of silver one night to coax a singer. Huang Zijian said with a blunt smile.

The other officials in the hall also pursed their lips, trying not to laugh.

Zheng Yuan was angry and annoyed, and his face was red with anger.

"Don't laugh at Lord Zheng, a few of you have never visited the Qinglou, and the official has a number in his heart, but the official is not a doctor of the imperial history, and there is no explicit rule that our dynasty prohibits officials from visiting the Qinglou, I believe that on the day of the third sacrifice in March, everyone will do their best to share the worries of His Majesty. ”

Huang Zijian made it clear that he wanted to move the silver in everyone's trouser belt, but what he said was high-sounding, they could neither refute nor accept, the expressions on everyone's faces were really ugly, and Huang Zijian was scolded in their hearts.

The students taught by the Shangguan family themselves were really extraordinary, and they said a few words with a pleasant face, and they temporarily solved the problem of the emptiness of the treasury.

Compared to him, those officials from other families are much inferior.

Prime Minister Situ Yingcheng secretly observed everyone for a long time, and secretly gritted his teeth: It's a pity that the students taught by Shangguan's family are also very sour and stubborn, this Huang Shangshu He has secretly won over for a long time, but he has been soft and hard and does not eat, it is difficult for him to use!

"Alas...... Huang Aiqing shared my worries for me, and deserved a reward, why don't I write it down first, put it after the sacrifice ceremony, and then reward it together?"

"Emperor Xie Weichen, it's just that this donation can only temporarily relieve the reach of coal, and the long-term plan is to find a way to enrich the treasury. Huang Zijian knelt down and spoke.

"Huang Aiqing is reasonable, it's just that it's just early spring, and the imperial court has already issued an official document to increase the conscription, if it is issued again, I'm afraid the people's hearts will be unstable!" Huangpu Ji'an's brows furrowed again: "Huang Aiqing has a good proposal?"

"Wechen didn't have a good proposal, but Wechen heard that there is a place called Linjiang Town on the bank of the Luoshui River, and two crops of rice have been developed, if this is true, Your Majesty, the apocalypse is blessed!" Huang Zijian said excitedly.

"What a bunch of nonsense! How could Huang Shangshu bring this hearsay to the Jinluan Palace and talk nonsense!"

"Your Majesty, this matter is not credible, since ancient times, the rice in the Luoshui River Valley can only be planted for one season, if it can be planted for two seasons, the Si Nong Department would have led everyone to plant it a long time ago, so why wait until today. ”

"What the hell is going on? The two Aiqing got up and talked to me in detail!" Huangpu Ji'an looked solemn, not angry and arrogant.

Qu Wenjiang, the head of the household department, told the ins and outs of the matter, only saying that the Linjiang County Commander had studied two crops of rice in order to be greedy for merit, spread rumors, and deliberately forced the people to sow seeds in advance.

"Our Heavenly Apocalypse Kingdom has such a foolish official, what year is he Jinshi?!" Huangpu Ji'an was furious when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, he is not a Jinshi in which year, he was just a small official in his early years, after the expiration of the promotion of the Zheng County Order, he was promoted from an official to an official, and became a county order, at this time he was only an official for two months, and he was already lawless, and the emperor must punish him severely!"

A smile of triumph hung on the corner of Qu Wenjiang's mouth, and he glanced at Zheng Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, behind him. Zheng Yuan is Zheng Yuan's brother-in-law, this matter of officialdom leads to a whole body, even if he can't step on Huang Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites this time, he can bite Zheng Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry.

Qu Wenjiang's admonition, Long Yan was furious, his eyes extended to Zheng Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and said, "Zheng Aiqing, do you know about this?!" (To be continued.) )