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In front of Zhao Ke was the arrow feather and Gonggong Li's slender and miserable hand.

"Escort!" The sergeant in black armor poured in like a tide, and when he saw Zhao Ke unscathed, he was stunned for a while, not knowing how to react.

"Let's all get out." Zhao Ke said, at this time, Zhang Weiwen, who had been busy recently, was outside the door, Zhao Ke hurriedly let people in, and Gonggong Li left the big tent with the arrow, and glanced at Zhang Weiwen meaningfully before leaving.

Zhang Weiwen had been busy with this civil affairs before, and he found that many workshops in the city were already quite large-scale. In particular, the textile workshops have begun to take shape in the scale of the economy of small southern towns during the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, Zhang Weiwen thought, maybe we can start from this aspect, those refugees are rare and cheap labor, once they have a simple employment relationship in later generations, and develop for a long time, this extremely unstable small-scale peasant economic system will disintegrate with the arrival of the new economic system, and the cycle of hundreds of years of sorrow may be alleviated under certain conditions, or even completely resolved for a long time.

Zhang Weiwen stated his remarks a little excitedly, and there were many common words in the language that cannot be explained now, but Zhao Ke still listened very seriously.

"What my father-in-law said is very true, so that more people will survive this winter, which is also a great good thing."

"It's not just that, it's an opportunity, and I can't see anything so far, but I really hope you understand, after all, you have the hope of becoming emperor, I mean, don't you understand what I mean?" Zhang Weiwen patted Zhao Ke on the shoulder, and Zhao Ke smelled a faint smell of wine.

"The prince forgives his sins, he is very excited today, so his behavior is a little Meng Lang." Zhao Kezheng was wondering why there was a woman here, and he saw a noble lady coming in from outside the tent. Holding Zhang Weiwen, he said with some concern.

"My father-in-law has been worried and tired these days, and I naturally know that my mother-in-law is tired of taking people back to rest."

"The prince of my view has a bad face today. Pay attention to your body. ”

"Thank you."

Xu Shi helped Zhang Weiwen to leave, and Gonggong Li appeared like a ghost, and there seemed to be some blood stains on his body.

"How?"

"People have committed suicide?"

"Is it the person of the Fourth Prince?" Zhao Ke asked, Gonggong Li took the black arrow feather, smiled and said, "Naturally, yes." Ordinary assassins are unable to defend themselves from the outside, and among His Highness's enemies, it seems that only the Four Princes have this strength. ”

"What is the condition of the capital?" Zhao Ke asked, at this time, the soldiers outside seemed to patrol more intensively, and the footsteps of those soldiers could be heard through the tent.

"It's like an arrow on the bow, the emperor has already issued a death order, and he wants to kill the talented Zhang Yuliang, but it doesn't seem to have succeeded."

"The onibe intervened?"

"In such troubled waters, the ghost department naturally wants to intervene." Gonggong Li put the arrow on the table and gently tapped it on the table. He said, "Does Your Highness know what this arrow is painted on?" Zhao Ke looked at the arrow with a cold luster, and said, "Poison." ”

"A poison that kills people in hell, poisoned people are like ten thousand insects eating their bones, and they can't live in pain." Zhao Ke suddenly laughed after hearing this, and said: "I have been stabbed like this a long time ago, and I have experienced the most terrifying hell." ”

Gonggong Li said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "The person who comes out of hell but is alive can only be a demon." ”

Zhao Ke did not speak.

Dijing, Zhangfu.

The old lady was sick for half a month, and finally rejuvenated after a few doses of Gu Huaizhun's decoction. I've been able to get out of bed and walk around in the past few days, but my spirit is still not very good, and I probably can't stand this stimulation.

The old lady always had a natural sense of responsibility and felt that she had to make the family run a lot of flowers. is worthy of her husband, who has been dead for many years, although the ruthless man has never given his wife the slightest pity.

"Someone's coming." The old lady's weak voice sounded in Bixiao's ears.

"The slave and maid are here, the ancestor, you can tell me."

"I want to see Jinyu." Bixiao was a little surprised, but she also obeyed the instructions of the servant woman outside the house, and after three hours, Jinyu arrived in the old lady's house. Seeing the old lady who already had some spirit, her heart suddenly relaxed, and she said: "Old lady, you can be regarded as good, quickly scare Jinyu to death." ”

Jinyu's recent morning sickness has become more and more obvious, when she thinks of the word death, she subconsciously wants to vomit, fortunately, this girl is a change with eyes and hurriedly found a basin, Jinyu just retched, but there was no inconvenience, but the old lady smiled after seeing it.

"Sister Yu is like this, but it reminds me that when I was pregnant with Chengwen, I was like you, I vomited a lot, this time I must be a little prince." It was rare for the old lady to think about what she was happy www.biquge.info the Fun Pavilion, so Bixiao and Jinyu said something to make the old lady happy.

The old lady still kept Jinyu to eat, and Jinyu accompanied the old lady to have a meal.

After the meal, the old lady drank the medicine slowly, and after drinking the medicine, she said, "What news does your father have?" Jinyu naturally knew what the old lady wanted to hear about this, so she said: "My father has done a good job in Changzhou, and he has been praised by His Majesty, and it is estimated that he will definitely be promoted after returning to Beijing this time." ”

"That's good, that's good."

"What letter did the prince reply?"

"The prince admires his brother very much, and he wants to mention it many times in his heart, although his brother is new to officialdom, he is very mature and stable."

"Shao Xuan is also excellent, and my Zhang family will rely on them in the future."

"Where is the ancestor, Brother Zu and Brother Yin are about to return, and they will participate in the imperial examination next year, and the new generation of my Zhang family will definitely be able to shine in the officialdom, after all, my Zhangmen is a century-old family with a profound heritage."

"Sister Yu'er is right."

"The two elder brothers are benevolent and filial, if they see their ancestors so haggard, they will definitely be distracted from their studies, so the ancestors should pay more attention to their bodies."

"Sister Yu is right." The old lady took Jinyu's hand and fell asleep after a while, obviously no longer having the momentum of a big family when Jinyu first met, and the years are urging people to grow old.

"Princess, go outside and take a rest, the slaves and maids here are watching." Bixiao said, but Jinyu felt a little tired, so she went to sleep with the maid to the outer room.

When I woke up, the sky had already darkened, Bixiao took Jinyu to the dining room, and the old lady had already started to eat.

"It's all good for pregnant women, eat more." The old lady seemed to have slept and was much better, so she ate more, and Bixiao on the side couldn't help but be happy, and the atmosphere was good. Even Jinyu ate more.

People in this world say that the more this time, the more people want to have a very ethereal thought, in fact, Jinyu from the letter sent back by Zhao Ke, also saw a trace of unusual, the situation in Changzhou seems to be very stable, but Jinyu knows that they are not so easy to come back.

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