Men and women are actually the same, as long as they are human beings, as long as they are not born with love, everyone is a captive of their feelings.

Few people did not envy their parents in childhood, and there are few people who are born with a heart of stone, and they can be indifferent to their brothers.

Liu Zhenji knew that her man's cold-blooded ruthlessness was just a way out he found for himself, and if he was not decisive and cruel, then he would only be the one who died.

That's life.

On some roads, there are only a few people who can walk, and if you don't want to die, you can only win.

At this time, the sad spring and sad month, feeling that human life is like ants, it is all redundant.

He doesn't live, he's an ant.

"The life and death of other people's families is the major event of other people's families, and your life and death are the major affairs of our family." Yoo Jung-gil held his head in his arms and said to him with a smile as he fed him medicine.

Zhou Yuyu, Zhou Chenan sat on the inside of his parents' bed, put their feet between the quilts to warm up, the brothers and sisters both looked at their father who drank medicine with their eyes open, hearing this, Zhou Yuyu took the lead and nodded, and said solemnly, "Father, the big thing in our family." ”

Zhou Chenan had already bent her little belly, took her small handkerchief, and wiped her father's mouth after drinking the medicine.

"Chen'an ......" Zhou Rongjun stretched out his hand, touched her slightly pointed chin, and smiled.

Zhou Chen'an smiled shyly, bent forward, and shyly kissed her father's face.

"My little lord." Zhou Rongjun said lightly, sniffed sideways, and felt that his body that had just been wiped by the princess with Wenpa had no taste, and his underwear was also newly changed, so he stretched out his hand, hugged the little county lord into his arms, and wrapped her in the quilt.

His hands were large, but his gestures were gentle, and the little lord plunged into his arms, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and buried his head in his chest.

Zhou Rongjun smiled.

The father and daughter were both in Liu Zhenji's arms, and the son next to her took the bowl in her hand and freed up to help her hand the bowl out......

Yoo Jung-gil looked down at them and couldn't stop laughing, this was her family.

Chang Yan took the bowl and put it in Liyun's hand, looking at the intimate family on the bed, his eyes narrowed into a line with a smile and a loving wrinkle.

This is a family, who can not be happy in it? It must be a long time.

**

There was an urgent military report in the front yard, and Liu Zhenji saw that he had a lot of fever, so he picked out clothes and came over to change with him, and when his clothes were almost dressed, he hugged Xiao Chenan to his lap and asked her to tie his belt.

Xiao Shizi also received live juice and put shoes on his father.

He is still young, he needs to be four years old, but his body strength is still small, and his winter boots are heavy, so Xiao Shizi has to work hard with both hands to lift his father's boots a little bit.

Chang Yan was holding on to the side, not helping, and looking at it with a smile.

The princess wouldn't allow him to help.

Xiao Shizi practiced homework, practiced martial arts, how to make a living, these princesses she did not allow them to indulge in these old slaves, everything was strictly guarded, and they couldn't help if they wanted to.

Zhou Rongjun also watched silently as his son struggled to put on boots for him, and for only a short while, there was sweat on his forehead.

He looked over to the princess.

Yoo Jung-gil smiled at him and shook her head, then pointed at her youngest daughter, who was also trying to tie her belt for him......

Looking at the little daughter of the pink carving jade pursed her small mouth and seriously buttoned the jade belt, Zhou Rongjun laughed, and then looked at the little son who was squatting on the ground and didn't plan to ask anyone for help, and swallowed the words that wanted to intercede for his son.

The children's movements were very slow, Yoo Jung-gil watched them move their hands with great patience, and Zhou Yongjun also sat upright until the belt was tied by his daughter and his shoes were put on by his son.

"So I'm leaving?"

"Go ahead."

Yoo Jung-gil took his children and sent him to the door.

Zhou Rongjun stretched out his hand and touched the heads of the three people, looked at them softly a few times, and then strode to the front yard to deal with military affairs.

The cold wind blew on him, and at this time, the lion king, who was warm all over, could no longer feel the cold when he was in the palace......

**

Within two days of the lion king's arrival in the mansion, Jingzhong came to transfer the grain and grass that had not been used when he had beaten the slaves.

Emperor Wen of Zhou's grain transport officer brought a holy decree to the Northwest Palace's return of the grain and grass to the treasury, but he didn't say the number, but said that more than half of the inventory of the Northwest Palace's palace would be transported back......

On the same day, the grain transporter was about to enter the grain depot of the northwest palace.

When Yoo Jung-gil heard the news, he was keeping accounts, and when he heard this, he raised his eyes and said, "It's coming quickly." ”

"Princess......" Chang Yan looked at her.

"Tell the prince and let him go." Yoo Jung-gil nodded.

She didn't have to think about it, and she also knew how much stock Emperor Wen of Zhou knew how much stock they still had in their current grain depot, because the account of the inventory was recorded by the imperial court's supervisors.

She also has a pen count here.

The ones they transferred from their own palace, and the ones they bought from the south, were all in another library.

They can't take that away.

If she dares to take it, if their prince doesn't turn her face, she will turn her face.

Chang Yan went to the princess's words.

Within two days, the grain transport officer and the supervising army moved the large warehouse of Xiujian in the Northwest Palace, and as soon as the people left, Liu Zhenji went down the mountain to take a look, and found that the granary, which had been piled up to three people high, had become empty, and his heart was half empty, which was really uncomfortable.

Although not all of the 200,000 troops in the northwest were raised by their palace, half of them received grain and grass from them.

Originally, these stocks could only raise nearly 100,000 soldiers for a year, but now that most of them have gone, it would be good to be able to raise them until the end of the year......

Qu Nu is rich in treasure mines, but the crops are very underdeveloped, although the cattle, sheep and horses raised are fatter than the cattle, sheep and horses in the interior of the Zhou Dynasty, it is easier to survive, but relying on these raised by Qu Nu, and raising an additional 100,000 troops, it is simply a dream.

If Qu Nu had developed crops, he would not have bartered with the Zhou Dynasty for so many years, let alone always thought about invading the Zhou Dynasty.

When Yoo Jung-gil walked out of the grain depot, he met the oncoming Zhou Rongjun.

"Brother Jun......" Yoo Jung-gil smiled and his eyes narrowed.

Zhou Rongjun glanced at her, "Follow me in." ”

Yoo Jung-gil went in with him again to take a look.

With him this time, the lion princess, who had been pretending to be deep and poosking in her stomach for a long time, was in good spirits, took his arm with both hands, and sighed with him, "Alas, these rice and wheat have been in our mansion for a long time, and I really think they are from our palace, and I was pulled back, you don't know how uncomfortable I feel in my heart." ”

"Hmm."

Zhou Rongjun replied indifferently, and looked inside at the stone cave again, "You stay here." ”

He came back with a quick look, his face cold.

Yoo Jung-gil felt that he was unhappy, and it was understandable.

"Lord, princess," said the palace staff who looked around with the couple of them, "I don't know how long you can eat in the private treasury?" ”

"At most, half a year, about four or five months." Yoo Jung-gil replied.

"Can you squeeze out three or four months from Qunu and the northwest?" Zhou Yongjun looked at Yoo Jung-gil.

Liu Zhenji thought for a while and said, "I have to ask Feihong and Guozi about this matter, and I can only be sure if I have the general situation." ”

Three months is not three days, not a small number.

If you want to squeeze, you have to grab food from the common people.

"It will take at least eight months...... Zhou Rongjun touched her face and said lightly, "There is no grain in the north and south now, even if there is, it is estimated that Beijing will not give it to us, the imperial court wants to expand the army, and when the grain is issued, we can't transfer grain to the northwest, we have to wait for the new rice in August next year." ”

"Then when do you want us silver?" It was a knife to shrink his head, and it was also a knife to stretch his head, and Liu Zhenji patted his chest and asked the question.

When she asked, she felt pain.

"After a year?" Zhou Rongjun guessed.

He tilted his head, saw that her mouth was pursed, and there was a little smile on his cold face, "Isn't there a lot of silver in our house?" ”

"What do you think?" Emperor Wen of Zhou gave silver and grain before, but there was no shortage of officials who came with them, she had this account here, and the account in their hands was clearer than hers, and it was difficult to leave it if she wanted to.

She reported all these to him.

"Moreover, I think they will only calculate the expenses before winning the war, and for most of the next half a year, I am afraid that they will ask our palace for it." Liu Zhenji felt that according to the current emperor's temperament, he was afraid that he would not give them any good fruits to eat.

"What do you say?" Zhou Rongjun asked the staff around him.

"The princess is right." The staff also understood Emperor Zhou Wen again.

"So it won't be long before we become poor......" Liu Zhenji wanted to gasp when he thought about it, in the past, he could just raise a large family in the Lion King Mansion, but now he has to rely on the Lion King Mansion to raise nearly 100,000 troops......

And if you don't raise it, you have to raise it, if you don't raise it, it will completely belong to the emperor.

In this world, no matter what dynasty it is, it seems that self-reliance is a matter of spending a lot of money.

"Brother Jun, what do you say is next?" On the way back, it snowed halfway through, Zhou Rongjun said that he wanted to go to the edge of the cliff to see the snow, Liu Zhenji nodded, but after climbing the mountain road for a while, he gasped, as soon as he squatted down in front of her, she didn't even reserve a moment, and suddenly pounced on him.

As soon as this physical difficulty was solved, the mental distress immediately returned to her heart, and in the snowflakes in the sky, Liu Zhenji asked very ruinly.

"Add the taxes of the Northwest Qunu." Zhou Rongjun, who understood Emperor Zhou Wendi, said lightly.

"Tsk." Yoo Jung-gil sighed.

This emperor is a strange thing.

Zhou Rongjun carried her on his back for a short while, and after the guards who followed behind him also fell behind them for a while, he looked at the high stone staircase, his face was calm, and he turned his head sideways to look back at her, "Do you blame me?" ”

If he could endure it and not make waves in Beijing, their situation would not be so difficult.

"It's no wonder," Liu Zhenji is quite optimistic, "just let us be independent, I think, this is better than our father farting and we have to continue to hold it, if he doesn't give us anything, he will think that after starving to death, he wants to take care of us in the future, but it's not so easy to manage." ”

Freedom always comes at a price.