Unable to get close? She has a skilled secret guard by her side, who is she? You Shaolong's heart flashed in Dajing's first beauty "Qin Wanrong"

There are many secret guards around this woman, maybe Qin Taishi should have this ability to protect the pearl of his palm.

You Shaolong's fingertips tapped lightly on the tabletop, and he pondered for a while before saying, "Keep following!" ”

Hong Ji couldn't help but look up at her master, and then lowered her head: "Subordinates obey orders!" ”

- Liri Fenglian did not disappear with him as usual, but accompanied Jian Ke back to the palace generously.

Feng Lian in the carriage looked at Jian Ke, who was dressed in men's clothes, and gave her a disgusted look: "Change back!" ”

Jian Ke didn't bother to pay attention to him, he thought he was graceful and unfolded the folding fan in his hand, shook his head and said: "The strange master is like a jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world!" Brother Feng, look, is the younger brother better than you? More than that, right? ”

This outfit looks good, but if others look at it, it won't become two men sitting next to each other, and he doesn't have the habit of breaking his sleeves, what kind of body is this?

Feng Lian thought so in her heart, but she was silent, she could do whatever she liked!

"What's your twin brother's name?"

Jian Ke tilted his head and asked curiously.

"He doesn't have a name."

Feng Lian couldn't help but sigh when he thought of his younger brother.

"Huh?"

Jian Ke couldn't believe that a big living person had no name in the world, which was too incredible: "The eldest brother is the father, can't you just give him one?" ”

Feng Lian raised his hand and rubbed Jian Ke's head, but did not respond to her suggestion.

The two of them weren't supposed to come to this world, so what's the point of having a name?

Zuo Meng ran in the back garden of the Zhanwang Mansion, the weather was already a little hot in early summer, and he came over sweating profusely, but saw the master and Jian Ke's girl sitting in the pavilion.

He was anxious to know what had happened, so that the master suddenly changed his original plan: "Lord, what's the matter?" ”

Jian Ke got up and walked to the pool with fish food, Danqing followed closely behind.

Jian Ke fed the fish with his hands, looked back at the pavilion from time to time, and craned his ears to find out something, but the distance was too far to hear clearly.

She deliberately grinded and fed the fish food with three sticks of incense.

Danqing reminded her that the prince and Lord Zuo were playing chess, so she walked back slowly, and stood beside Feng Lian obediently to watch the master and servant play against each other.

After a while, a little eunuch dressed in the clothes of a eunuch in the palace hurried in.

He took out a stack of folds from his sleeve and arched his hand: "Lord Wang, the emperor has a mouthful, recently the dragon body is not safe and wants to rest for a while, and all the important matters in the court and the central government are handed over to the prince!" ”

The little eunuch presented the fold with both hands, and when he saw that no one took the fold in his hand, he wiped his sweat nervously: "The emperor also said that he will be the regent of the prince and the country!" This imperial decree will be read in front of hundreds of civil and military officials tomorrow morning! ”

Feng Lian didn't move, Zuo Meng stepped forward and put the fold in the little eunuch's hand, and said in a deep voice: "There is a trip to Gonggong Lao, the prince knows what to do!" ”

The little eunuch bowed his waist again and again, and then bowed to Feng Lian and retreated.

Jian Ke's eyes flickered, it was too weird, I don't know what the hell the old emperor was doing?

This Dajing is not without a prince, if he really wants to delegate power, why not just let the prince supervise the country?

Besides, he doesn't like Feng Lian so much, why did he suddenly start to value him?

How can the crown prince tolerate Feng Lian's imprisonment of the country, is the old emperor sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight?

Jian Ke couldn't help but shudder, and it is estimated that the days ahead will only be more difficult.

But Feng Lian's master and servant are like people who are fine.

Zuo Meng opened the fold and looked at it, and read it out casually: "Guo Zhongliang, the head of the household department, played a special cold disaster in the pass last year, and the people in the Huaiguan area were strict about reducing production, so we hereby pre-adjust two hundred stone of food and grain for disaster relief......"

Jian Ke was instinctively calculating in his mind that if the food and clothing value is measured by modern standards, a person needs 0 per day.

4 kg of grain.

There are about 50,000 people in the Huaiguan area, which means that 20,000 kilograms of grain need to be consumed every day.

According to the next harvest, it will take six months, a total of about 180 days, and 3.6 million kilograms of rice will be needed for disaster relief...... Jian Ke's heart tightened, and she couldn't help pinching a cold sweat for her husband, how long is two hundred stones enough?

In recent years, the treasury of Dajing has not been abundant, the domestic granary storage is not rich, and the border is not very peaceful, otherwise where would Wenzong allow Feng Lian to have an army of 600,000?

And the 600,000 army, the treasury has not allocated a penny, it really belongs to Feng Lian's Lian family's army!

The household department may really not have more money to help the people...... The old emperor clearly fell in love with her family's money and deliberately made things difficult for his son!

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to her, she secretly put the key to the vault on her waist into her arms.

If Feng Lian dared to use her money to go out for disaster relief, she promised to turn her face with him without discussion!

"The rice and grain harvest is not good, we can go to the rich Hu country to exchange food for food, think about what Dajing worries Hu Guo the most?"

Jian Ke blurted out without much thought.

When Zuo Meng heard this, he looked at Jian Ke in surprise, this little woman tried on the emperor's conspiracy at a glance, such a tricky problem, it was so easy to solve it when she came here.

"Then, according to what Niangniang saw, what items should I use to exchange food with Hu Guo?"

After Zuo Meng spoke, he realized that he had actually asked for her opinion.

"Although Hu does not grow rice, they are rich in wheat and sorghum, and I have heard that they have a kind of glutinous radish that grows in the soil, which is good for the human body without menstruation!"

Jian Ke felt that this glutinous radish should be a potato, sweet potato or something, right?

But after all, far water can't save the near fire, and in terms of money, you can think of some other ways, and you want to raise a lot of money in a period of time, which is difficult for Jian Ke, who is a fundraising genius.

Touching his smooth chin, he thought for a moment, and said: "The people of Hu lack craftsmen, and some living utensils and utensils are basically imported; Also, according to what I saw in the 'Gazetteer', the women of Hu Kingdom like the rouge gouache and silk cloth produced in Dajing the most, and the woman's money is easy to make! And the more expensive things women are, the more women are eager to go, and women always have a great obsession with luxury! ”

This girl is really a good person!

Zuo Meng already had a countermeasure in his heart, and glanced at the master who was still studying the chess game, and suddenly found that the master didn't need him to make decisions at all, and the master was already an adult who could take charge of himself.

I feel more and more that I have gone too far before, knowing that the master has this girl in his heart, he still works against the girl, and he is angry that she is his fault!

Suddenly, Feng Lian frowned, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, his head was a little swollen, and when he raised his hand to rub his temples, he glanced at the protruding scar on his palm.

Jian Ke saw that his face was slightly pale, and he thought that he was too fierce last night, so he squinted and glanced at him!

I was surprised to find that the master and servant were too abnormal today, Zuo Meng even read out the household recital in front of her, and she didn't shy away from coming up with ideas.

Discuss the government in vain!

If this makes someone who cares listen to the corner...... As a result, I can't imagine whether she wants to leave?

Zuo Meng threw the fold aside and took out a piece of rice paper from his arms, which was full of dense handwriting: "Niangniang, my subordinates have something to ask Niangniang, what do the dots and circles on this poem mean?" ”

Jian Ke fixed her eyes and saw that it was "Man Jianghong" that she had nothing to do, and she also tampered with the sentence because she forgot the words, of course, she felt very good about herself.

I'm afraid no one will believe that a woman can write such heart-wrenching verses, and she will not shamelessly tell others that she wrote it: General Yue, I just admire you too much!

The dots and circles that Zuo Meng said are actually punctuation, punctuation marks are an inseparable part of the written language, and only when an article is fully equipped with punctuation marks can it express his correct thoughts and emotions.

Otherwise, it is indeed not a simple matter to understand the strings of words, and the meaning of the text is often unclear when breaking sentences, resulting in ambiguity and misunderstanding.

"It's just a symbol used to break sentences, used to organize the article, otherwise it's easy to be dazzled by long speeches!"

Jian Ke's whole person was attached to Feng Lian's back: "Lord Zuo actually turned over my things!" Lord, look at him! ”

"Niangniang is really knowledgeable!"

Zo Meng was not interested in whether the poem was written by her, but the symbol used to break the sentence attracted his great attention.

Feng Lian's thin lips were slightly raised, he took the rice paper in Zuo Meng's hand, and savored it with a sideways ......, "Why don't you see Min Ying these days?" ”

Jian Ke asked inadvertently.

"North Reef is rushing to make a batch of weapons, and he has gone to supervise the work!"

Zuo Meng picked up a sunspot, looked at the chess game, and fell halfway: "What is Niangniang asking King Jin to do?" ”

Jian Ke was stunned, Feng Lian not only held 600,000 Lian family troops, but also privately set up an arsenal, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is powerful.

But she had instigated him to rebel more than once, but he had never made up his mind to seize the throne!

Is Feng Lian really unintentional and on the throne?

"Mother?"

Jian Ke couldn't respond for a long time, and Zuo Meng reminded him.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just to see that he has nothing to do, let him train a group of mercenaries!"

Jian Ke understated.

Feng Lian was sitting upright on the side, and before she could recover from the surging momentum of "Man Jianghong", she heard that Jian Ke actually asked Xiao'er to train any mercenaries, what did she want to do?

Of course, Zuo Meng knew what King Jin was doing, but he couldn't understand what Jian Ke was thinking in his heart, and he was recruiting troops to buy horses without permission.

Danqing didn't know when he exited the garden, and when he came back, he whispered a few words in Jian Ke's ear, and saw that Jian Ke's little face was a little dignified, so he got up and said goodbye to Feng Lian's master and servant.

Zuo Meng looked at the background of Jian Ke's hurried departure, and said meaningfully: "Lord Wang, don't be too indulgent to Niangniang!" ”

Feng Lian carefully folded the ink treasure in his hand, and then scattered it into his arms, raised his eyes to look at Zuo Meng, and his eyes followed his wife's slender back...... In Fumanlou, Jian Ke sat in front of the bookcase and looked at the person kneeling in front of him, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Xue Ya was dressed in plain clothes, with a dark turban holding her black hair, and she was only dressed as a little woman in the market, but it did not affect her own elegance.