Seeing Lu Fusang didn't seem to be as difficult as he imagined, and following behind Chunying, Lu Fuyun always felt very relieved.pbtxt.cOm

Lu Fusang's willingness to send Chunying is far better than her sending winter hiding and autumn harvest - after all, Chunying is from the Yao family.

"The saint is in the front hall, Master Cui, let's go in." Chunying didn't know what the identity of the person behind her was, she only knew that she was the eldest daughter of the Cui family who had returned from afar, so she was extremely cautious.

"Okay, thank you aunt for leading the way."

Looking at the main hall in front of him, Lu Fuyun turned his head and smiled at Chunying, and walked towards the palace not far away.

When he walked to the door of the temple, he found that the temple was empty. What does Lu Fusang mean by this, is it difficult to discuss the flood with himself openly and honestly, I am afraid that such a big battle will not be used.

"Sister Huang is really courageous!" Lu Fuyun pushed the door with one hand and closed the door with the other.

"The royal sister is not bad."

Seeing Lu Fuyun enter the hall, Lu Fusang also smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed to the desk on the side to ask Lu Fuyun to take a seat.

"I haven't seen you for many years, this meal should be all for the royal sister."

"Wash the dust...... The royal sister is really joking. ”

On the one hand, he should bear Lu Fusang, and on the other hand, he approached the seat that Lu Fusang pointed to. Even though he knew that there were only two people in this hall, she and Lu Fusang, Lu Fuyun still gave the posture that a courtier should have.

It's just that such a simple diet is too deceitful

Staring at the only bowl on the case, Lu Fuyun silently took his seat and took chopsticks to pick up the only three balls in the bowl, and said in his heart that Lu Fusang treated her really harshly.

"The royal sister laughed......"

Raising his eyes and seeing that Lu Fuyun had already picked up his chopsticks, Lu Fusang chuckled and turned his hand to lift the wine jug and began to pour wine for himself.

The fragrant liquid falls down the spout and into the cup, leaving a 'whoosh' sound.

"The widow has never laughed in his life."

Staring at the wine in the cup, Lu Fusang suddenly glanced at Lu Fuyun, "It's that the imperial sister often laughs." ”

"Huh...... Is it?"

After biting into the filling in the ball, Lu Fuyun's complexion also became complicated. The taste of this meatball filling is the taste she has been looking for for many years, very familiar, but also very unfamiliar.

"Don't sue the royal sister, this ball is from the imperial sister's hand."

Lu Fuyun stopped his chopsticks and raised his eyes to glance at Lu Fusang.

"Hehehe."

Hearing that Lu Fuyun finally mentioned the pills, Lu Fusang glanced at Lu Fuyun with a chuckle, "Imperial sister and rest assured, the imperial sister has not been willing to fall to this point." ”

After saying that, Lu Fusang continued to pour the wine in his hand, and mentioned to Lu Fuyun by the way, "Since you have tasted the first one, why don't you continue to eat?"

"Hmm"

The second? Lu Fuyun looked at the only two balls left in the bowl and frowned. Although I don't understand the reason for Lu Fusang's words, in the hall, it is more appropriate to estimate that it is only appropriate to follow her wishes.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Fuyun still reached out and picked up the second meatball, a sweet and sour filling

After slowly biting down on the second ball, the taste that overflowed her mouth forced Lu Fuyun to remember some past events - in the early years, she seemed to have eaten dumplings on a plate with Fufeng, although each dumpling on that plate had a different filling, but it was inexplicably to her liking.

"What does the imperial sister want to hint at Fuyun by relying on the three pills?"

Lu Fuyun didn't like to guess with Lu Fusang.

"Huh."

Seeing that the three pills exhausted Lu Fuyun's patience, Lu Fusang secretly laughed in his heart that the country was easy to change, and his nature was difficult to change.

"Presumably, the royal sister also found that the filling of those three balls is very chic." Lu Fusang shook the wine jug in his hand, lowered his eyebrows and focused his attention on the wine jug, "The fillings are all from Cui Lin, the brother of the imperial sister's life. Is there anything else the royal sister wants to know? ”

"Does the imperial sister want to say that the imperial sister relied on Cui Lin to figure out Fuyun's intentions back then?"

The so-called bowl of meatballs is just a warning to her that her past with Fufeng is her wishful thinking...... But what does she have to do with Fufeng and what does Lu Fusang have to do with her? Guessing Lu Fusang's intention to give her a bowl of meatballs, Lu Fuyun pointlessly put the chopsticks across the bowl noodles, "Sister Huang, the wine oozes out......"

"Oozing out" Seeing that Lu Fuyun had put the chopsticks on the bowl noodles, Lu Fusang bowed slightly, "Since it is oozing out, then let's take a look." ”

Wine is intentional.

"Huh?"

I don't know why Lu Fusang suddenly changed the topic, Lu Fuyun's eyes shifted with the oozing wine, and she suddenly found that she couldn't take her eyes off - Lu Fusang actually used a map to pad the wine jug.

No, following the lines on the cloth, she could confirm that it was not an ordinary map.

It's more like an arming map.

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate for wine to seep into this picture......"

Lu Fuyun looked at the wine-soaked defense map, and a little regret slipped between his eyebrows.

"What's the matter if it seeps out, it's all a widow's country...... Ahem......"

seemed to be choked by the smell of wine, and Lu Fusang's face was dyed a little unnaturally thin.

"How can this country be considered yours?"

It is obviously a territory that thousands of soldiers fought bloodily.

Lu Fuyun mercilessly despised Lu Fusang, "If you die today, then tomorrow this country will be someone else's...... How to count it as yours. ”

"Hehehe...... How can you not be considered a widow? This is the mountain and river that the widow ordered to help the wind and return from the battle inch by inch...... You see, here, here...... And this place...... Isn't this all the handiwork of Fufeng? ”

Lu Fusang propped himself up, raised his finger and traced along the land of Chen Guo on the defense map, drawing from the southwest to the northeast, and from the northeast to the northwest.

"Chen Guo has not been peaceful since the widow ascended the throne, one is unfavorable, the second is unstable, and the third is that there are endless external troubles......"

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Lu Fuyun looked at Lu Fusang's slightly ostentatious look between his eyebrows, and he was faintly unhappy in his heart.

"The widow just wants to say that Fufeng used to be obsessed with the widow, but he admired the widow's temperament. And the royal sister can be able if you are virtuous, but she is not a person who takes on great responsibilities after all. In the Jersey Rebellion, you hid in the mountains, in the Zedong Rebellion, you committed suicide in the courtyard, and in the Southwest Rebellion, you used the Yao family to decay and robbed the treasury and ......silver."

"Really? What a Chen Guozhu! What a royal sister! ”

As soon as Lu Fusang's words fell, Lu Fuyun immediately stroked his palms and stood up, "Although I, Lu Fuyun, am not frank in this life, I will never do anything that endangers the society." If you talk about the treasury, the imperial sister might as well order Xia He to investigate, is it the Song family that has won more, or the Yao family has saved more? Towering a big country, money and food are borrowed from others. It may be understandable to ask for money from the Yao family, but isn't it too ridiculous to ask for food from the Song family? ”

"Ridiculous?"

Seeing Lu Fuyun so mocking the situation he had worked so hard to manage, Lu Fusang's face also became a little mocking, "There are many forces competing between the DPRK and China, and the mother emperor is restrained by Yao Song, Guo Hu Chen, how can it be reversed overnight." The widow begged for food in the Song Dynasty, just to suppress Hu, to ask for troops in Chen, and to destroy the trouble of Chen Yongru......"

"The imperial sister is a way of checks and balances. Then today's summoning Fuyun, oh no, what is the so-called Jinglai? ”

Lu Fuyun stopped Lu Fusang's words, and made a courtesy to Lu Fusang, "Then let's get straight to the point and talk about the flood." ”

It is not easy to be the emperor, but she did not come to the palace today to listen to Lu Fusang's grand cause. She never expects Chen Guo to expand its territory, she only looks forward to the peace of the country and the people. In the words of the mother emperor, she can still be the lord of the guard, but Fusang is the king of the open side. She didn't believe it, but when she thought about it, she was very reasonable. Xu is Fusang has been educated since he was a child, but he is more wild, and he and the other royal sisters are obedient and ceremonial, and they don't like to compete.

"Huh?" Hearing that Lu Fuyun mentioned the flood, Lu Fusang's eyes slowed down instantly, "In the flood, the imperial sister can say your opinion first......

"Since it is talking about the flood, the Holy Father is troubled to change the name of the minister to the scene."

Lu Fuyun was unwilling to discuss the country's capital with Lu Fusang in the name of the late second princess. The name is not right, and the word is not good.

Lu Fusang saw the awkwardness in Lu Fuyun's heart, turned around and walked a few steps towards the palace gate, "That annoys Cui Aiqing's disadvantage of talking about floods." ”

"The disadvantages of flooding, according to the view, should be the west and the east, the terrain dictates, and there is the power of the people to cut down......"

Lu Fuyun frowned, and poured out what he thought in his heart.

"Hmmm......"

Before Lu Fuyun's words fell, Lu Fusang interrupted her, "What Aiqing said is all prepared in the palace." ”

What she needs is Anbang's strategy. The cause of the flood has been deduced many times by successive generations of ministers.

"There's a way to crack it."

Interrupted by Lu Fusang, Lu Fuyun did not have a little shame on his face. Instead, there was a smile on his face. Ten years of sharpening a sword, she traveled for many years to study, in order to seek a way to cure water. This is also the reason why she chose the daughter of the Cui family this time. She wanted to cure the flood in Chen Guo and restore peace to Chen Guo.

The four words 'method of cracking' made Lu Fusang's eyebrows move, "What way?" ”

"Build an embankment." Lu Fuyun bowed to Lu Fusang.

"Build an embankment ......" Lu Fusang muttered a few times, but his brows tightened.

"The matter of building embankments costs money, food and labor, and I am afraid that the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Officials will jointly ......"

Lu Fuyun bowed down and glanced at Lu Fusang, his eyes full of murderous aura.

"Make an example of a hundred."

"Kill a ......"

Lu Fusang was stunned by Lu Fuyun's words, she didn't think about it.

"Those old things have lived too long, and they should have been killed for another batch."

Lu Fuyun straightened up, and he had a royal bearing.

"If the imperial sister has a plan, the world will no longer be benevolent. Fufeng likes your half-and-half character, and the courtiers may not like it. And you always feel that Fufeng can crush you, but it's just because your methods are not brutal enough. Grace and power are the way of kings. The imperial sister should not forget that Fufeng assassinated the traitor Du Yu in the palace at the age of nine. Xu is that group of courtiers deceived the imperial sister......"

"Really?" Listening to Lu Fuyun talking to her word by word about the way of being a king, Lu Fusang suddenly felt a little relieved - after all, what was standing in front of her was the son and daughter of the Lu family, and it was the blood of the Lu family.

"The evils of the flood are in the officials."

For a moment, Lu Fusang seemed to see something, Lu Fusang turned around and stepped back to Lu Fuyun's side, whispering.

"Why not in the office"

Lu Fusang was on the side, and Lu Fuyun's eyes were a little complicated.

"Because the official has already been punished by Fufeng."

Lu Fusang deliberately lowered his voice.

"Fukage too?"

Lu Fuyun instinctively thought of Lu Fuying, who was not punished by Fufeng.

"She's barely a mastermind."