After Yang Nianci came back, she was a little distracted, even if Xiao Yang Kang was entangled, she just patted him on the back perfunctorily and asked him to play elsewhere.

When Xuanyuan entered the house, he saw his baby son pouting and hanging the oil bottle, playing with toys dissatisfied, and glancing at his mother sitting by the window from time to time.

Xuanyuan walked over and patted Yang Nianci gently: "What are you doing in the sky?" ”

Yang Nianci was taken aback, turned his head and asked, "You say, is it still raining in the south at this time?" ”

Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and chuckled: "You your heart for a long time. ”

Yang Nianci shook his head, looking listless: "You don't know, you haven't seen it..."

You don't know how miserable the refugees who fled to the capital are, and you haven't seen a skinny child suddenly snatched away by a skinny woman who is out of shape... Yang Nianci still can't forget the refugee who robbed the person and bit the child's arm alive, the woman struggled to grab it, but the cry was hoarse and weak...

Yang Nianci closed her eyes, and her heart tingled. Those scenes were the ones she insisted on seeing out of curiosity, and for the next year, she was so frightened that she never went out again.

Xuanyuan looked at her little hands on her chest, as if her heart was aching, although she didn't understand, she still asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

Yang Nianci was stunned and smiled bitterly: "What can I do?" ”

Xuanyuan groaned, and said for a long time: "You also know that I have a group of people under me, and if you want to use them up, you can send them." Money, food, you can donate as much as you want. ”

Actually, he should have done something about it.

Yang Nianci looked at his eyes fiercely, and when he saw that he didn't seem to be faking, he felt tears flowing down, and said with a pout: "... But I won't..."

Xuanyuan couldn't help laughing, nodded her forehead and said, "You just have to talk to your father, he is in charge of the court's money and food, if there is any action, you will also participate." If you don't want to be with the court, then ask him for experience, and I'll send someone to do it. I haven't done any of this either, so I have to pay for it. ”

Yang Nianci's tears fell, and he stretched out his arms to hug his waist, buried his little face in his abdomen, rubbing and rubbing, "You are so good..."

Xuanyuan's face slowly changed, he tensed his body to help Yang Nianci away, and he bent down slightly and quickly turned around and escaped.

Yang Nianci looked at his back and burst into laughter, isn't it a normal reaction? Sister doesn't dislike you.

hugged his son and rubbed it beside him, kissed it, and began to think about how to talk to Daddy Duan. Well, the Prime Minister should also pay some money, right?

Duan Xiang, who was worried about the small treasury by his daughter, stood in the court without saying a word, as if listening carefully to the fierce argument in front of him, and as if he was wandering out of the world.

Duan Wang, who was standing at the forefront, couldn't help but secretly look at the cheap old man and pondered, will Duan Xiang help this king?

After five days of closed-door thinking, King Duan and King Heping were summoned to the court, and it can be seen from the walking and standing posture of the two of them that they are no different from those on weekdays, that the old man's punishment that day was still light.

The emperor on the golden throne was also expressionless, looking at these pillars of the imperial court, you denounce me, I crusade against you, no one can see what is going on in my heart.

With the local urgent reports handed in one by one, the emperor is no longer annoyed at the beginning, looking at the situation, this must be the biggest natural disaster during his reign, death and injury are inevitable, and the emperor who broke the jar and broke the fire has no heart to breathe fire casually.

The emperor looked at the bustle below like a bazaar, and the ridicule in his eyes flashed, but the people below all lowered their heads, and no one could see it.

Since the first urgent report came that day, this group of people didn't know what they had discussed in private, and when they went to court again, the sentence "whose fault is it" triggered a big debate in the court in the past few days.

The emperor looked at the two silent sons again, and when he saw that they looked worried, he sneered even more, I don't know who is better this time?

Another half an hour passed, and the ministers below showed no signs of fatigue, and the emperor said impatiently: "Enough, shut up!" ”

Suddenly, the hall was so quiet that I couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

"Duan Xiang, tell me about it, who is responsible for this matter?"

Immediately, all eyes were directed towards Duan Xiang, and Duan Wang's nervous back straightened.

Duan Xiang took a step forward without being arrogant or humble, and said in a deep voice: "Back to the emperor, since five days ago, the minister has convened the household department to check the money and grain. Adjustable Grain... Place... Adjustable Grain... Adjustable..."

Duan Xiang didn't say a word of nonsense, he was all talking about how to deal with the catastrophe in front of him, and as for the emperor's question just now, he didn't mention a word at all.

After Duan Xiang finished speaking, he stood quietly.

And then...

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are kind-hearted, and if you put on an immortal appearance that surpasses the laity on weekdays, everyone will forget it. At this time, everyone is shirking each other's responsibilities and smearing their opponents, but your old man comes out to worry about the country and the people, so don't you let people mix?

Many bold people secretly raised their eyes to look up, and sure enough, although His Majesty still looked expressionless, the corners of his eyes were stretched a lot.

As a result, Duan Xiang was scolded to death by many people in his heart.

King Duan is also introspecting, he is still tender, but he should learn from the cheap old man, if he just broke the courtier's argument and said a few big words, he must not exceed King Ping?

King Ping is also heartbroken, no wonder Duan Xiang sits firmly on the throne of Zuo Xiang at a young age and wins the emperor's favor, and at the critical moment, he sees the truth and throws out more than eight streets from others! Why didn't you think of it?

The emperor sneered in his heart, now you should stop, right?

But someone was faceless, and shouted in the crowd: "Duan Xiang, you haven't answered what the emperor asked just now." ”

Bastard!

Who is it!

A group of ministers glared angrily: Sister, do you want the emperor to remember that we only care about fighting and pushing, and no one cares about business?

Just as the man was about to be roasted by everyone's eyes, Duan Xiang spoke, only three words flutteringly.

"The people are the most important."

Coax!

It's a proper spike!

Many people sighed in their hearts, the old fox...

Some people shouted in their hearts, it's over...

The emperor is very satisfied, this is an important minister!

Everyone is very angry, are you cool to step on our top position!

Duan Xiang is very calm, people who are not at the same level don't have to care too much!

The emperor stood up and smiled, full of coldness: "All those who participated in the debate just now went outside and knelt. After speaking, he slowed down his voice again: "Duan Qing, come with me." ”

Duan Xiang, who was full of hatred value, walked away with the royal car with a fairy spirit.

The king thought about it for a while, and knelt down with the ministers who sighed and complained.

When King Ping saw this, he also followed. Duan Wang snorted disdainfully.

Duan Xiang wins!

Since then, no matter what little Jiujiu is secretly in, the courtiers only focus on how to provide disaster relief, which has made the emperor watch a lot of dog-eat-dog shows.

It's just that...

"Ugh..."

Yang Nianci asked, "Dad, what are you sighing for?" I just entered the door and I heard you sigh three times. Isn't it, which sister again..."

"Shut up." Duan Xiang didn't see a little fairy spirit anymore, and pulled the abacus with a sad face, and the paper piled up next to him was full of numbers, capitalized.

Yang Nianci was dizzy when he looked at it.

"Alas-" Duan Xiang sighed again, glanced at Yang Nianci, and explained, "The silver is not enough-"

Yang Nianci was shocked: "Didn't you say that the world was peaceful and singing and dancing was prosperous?" Why is it that the treasury does not even have enough money for disaster relief? ”

Duan Xiang shook his head: "Of course disaster relief is no problem. Otherwise, your father can still be tough in the court? But I estimate that the people suffering from this flood are not only tens of thousands, but after a lot of money and food mobilization, they will be short of money next year. ”

Yang Nianci didn't care and said, "Isn't there still a tax?" Isn't it enough to make it up? ”

Duan Xiang glared at her: "There are more taxes in the world than in Jiangnan, you said that the good fields in the cities and towns have been flooded, what else is there?" Not only is the court giving money, but in order to recuperate, three years of taxes may be exempted. Moreover, don't you rest the land after the flood? Maybe the court will release grain next year. ”

Yang Nianci still didn't understand: "Then tighten your belt and live." ”

Duan Xiang sneered: "I'm afraid that when the time comes, everyone will want others to tighten up and let themselves relax." It is indispensable to fight a lawsuit of saliva. After a pause, he said, "Don't be afraid, your father and I have never lost." ”

Yang Nianci always felt that Daddy Duan at this time was high-spirited, and pursed the corners of his mouth and said, "Dad, I have something to look for you." ”

Duan Xiang's back tightened: "What are you provoking again?" ”

Yang Nianci was speechless and sighed: "Dad, I'm really a very well-behaved daughter, okay?" ”

Duan Xiang smiled, what are you pretending.

"Dad, I'm here for the flood. I'm going to donate money, okay? ”

Duan Xiang was overjoyed at first, and then his eyes narrowed: "It shouldn't be Yang Boy, right?" ”

Yang Nianci held his head proudly: "Look down on me, right?" I have a few shops under my name, and of course I donate my personal money. ”

Now Yang Nianci has a rouge shop, a ready-to-wear shop, and Uncle Yu's dim sum shop is also a share, and she is a veritable little rich woman. Especially Qianqianxue's business is thriving, and she is now holding seventy percent of Xiao Yangkang, and she is even more wealthy.

Although Xuanyuan said that he would have to pay for the money and food, Yang Nianci thought about it carefully and felt that the property of the two was still clearly divided. Although the two have similar tempers because their son is in the same place, it is very likely that they will really be together in the future. But Yang Nianci felt that it was better to divide the money clearly, and in case of any accident, he could live well with his son.

Therefore, Yang Nianci actually has an attitude of "It's good to have you, I'll live the same without you" to Xuanyuan, more like a friend.

This is a completely different attitude from Wen Xiang. In the previous life, Wen Xiang deceived her like that, and in this life, he even thought about killing himself as soon as they met, and Yang Nianci always had a hatred for him that he couldn't forget and gritted his teeth when he thought about it. Moreover, she also knew that Wen Xiang would be good to Xiao Yangkang, so she was so bold that Wen Xiang did not blink. The right should be retribution and debt.

But to Xuanyuan, Yang Nianci is no longer unreasonable, and he knows that Xuanyuan has never been sorry for himself, and he doesn't owe her. Relatively speaking, Yang Nianci likes to get along with him very much on the one hand, but on the other hand, he subconsciously doesn't want to entangle with him too much, for fear of getting hurt again.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a few days, she still decided to donate the silver to Father Duan herself, and Xuanyuan's share was donated in his own capacity.

"In addition, I take care of my mother's dowry separately, and I want to donate some silver from it alone, which can be regarded as repairing the afterlife for my mother."

Duan Xiang paused and said lightly: "Okay." (To be continued.) )