Even if Xiao Jing didn't say it, Xia Hanxue also understood all this.

Since His Majesty has given the power of disposal to the Xia family, Xia Honghan must make a corresponding gesture, and it is absolutely impossible to show sincerity if he does not beat Xiao Jing up.

But that's her man!

Seeing that Xue'er was reluctant to speak, Xiao Jing said to herself again: "This trip for my husband not only rescued tens of thousands of people, but also helped the emperor see other people's calculations clearly, and muddied the water for Lord Yue......

This is a good thing for the three parties, but someone has to come out to top the tank...... Let's fight, anyway, I did everything I wanted to do for my husband, and it was nothing to suffer a little bit of flesh and skin for this. ”

Xia Hanxue looked at Xiao Jing, who was lying on the bed and didn't dare to move, and sighed sadly.

Suddenly, she burst into tears and smiled, "That's fine." It is too hard for my husband to go back and forth between the north and the south, so he can not only recuperate his body at home, but also take time to spend more time with his family. Yan'er talked about looking for his father for three days, and the concubine sometimes didn't know how to deal with him. ”

Xiao Jing nodded thoughtfully, and said, "What Madame said is very true, anyway, my father-in-law forbids his husband's feet, so I might as well accompany Madame and my son." But ......"

Xia Hanxue's heart tightened, and she hurriedly asked, "But what?" ”

Xiao Jing said with a smile: "What I did before was just an appetizer, hasn't the work of the newspaper not started yet?" ”

Xia Hanxue's face suddenly darkened, she probably thought that this restless guy was going to sneak out or something.

Seeing that his beloved wife was secretly sad, Xiao Jing hurriedly explained: "You don't have to go to the newspaper office for your husband personally, I just need to command it in the house." There's just something to trouble Cher......"

He laughed embarrassedly twice, and said with a salivating face: "Madame, can you send a competent person to help me deliver the news to Xiaoya?" I don't think my people will be able to get out of this gate. ”

An hour later, Puhua Town.

"Please tell the president, and the slave family knows what to do."

Dong Xiaoya's polite future person was sent out of the door. When she returned to her office, she once again took out the letter she had just delivered and carefully studied it.

Everything is the same as before: she was the acting president when Xiao Jing was away, and she was also the housekeeper of the house on weekdays.

In addition, one of her habits has never changed: no matter how Xiao Jing asks, she insists on calling him "president" when dealing with official affairs, and calling him "master" and "madam" when facing private affairs.

Xiao Jing was very persistent at first, but he couldn't resist the more determined Xiaoya: this Nizi always remembered the kindness he had for rescuing Xiaoyuan and taking in his sister and brother, and insisted on treating herself as a descendant of the Xiao family.

Xiao Jing, who came from the future, only felt that everything should be done, and didn't regard this as any kindness at all; But he couldn't forcibly change some of the concepts of this era, so he could only imperceptibly and slowly influence Xiaoya.

The life of the newspaper made Dong Xiaoya, who was once adrift, extremely fulfilling, but she also lost a lot because of it.

In her early twenties, she may still be a young female college student in later life, but even if Da Rui is relatively tolerant of marriage age, she is still an older unmarried young woman here.

In fact, there is also an edict in this dynasty that a woman must be assigned by the government to marry if she is not married at a certain age, but the local government is just turning a blind eye to the face of Xiao Jing and the Xia family.

On the other hand, the matchmaker almost broke the threshold.

In the past few years, Dong Xiaoya's appearance has become more and more moving, coupled with the bookish atmosphere precipitated by long-term writing work - that is, the intellectual beauty often said in later generations, she is famous, and she does not know how many children of rich and noble families covet it.

However, all the matchmakers who came to her were only politely rejected.

The rejected person was naturally unwilling, so various sayings came: it was nice to say that she was arrogant and deserved to be alone with her sister-in-law for the rest of her life; The ugly one brought up the old story again, saying that she must be Xiao Jing's confinement, and she doesn't know how long she has been serving as a warm bed in the outer room, how can this kind of person marry or something.

Only Xiaoya herself understands all the tastes.

Not to mention what her heart is, in terms of her work, how can a woman who is used to being busy and loves her career very much be willing to go to a deep house compound without leaving home?

Hey, now...... It doesn't seem like the time to think about these things.

After a moment of wandering outside the world, the focus of Dong Xiaoya's gaze returned to the letter.

This time, you're going to raise money for the displaced people in Hedong again?

It's not once or twice that the Mirror has held a fundraiser, and she is very familiar with the process.

However, this time Dong Xiaoya thought deeper.

Seven days ago, she received instructions from Xiao Jing. The content is very simple, that is, let her take out the good deeds that King Zhao has done in order to sell his fame and reputation, and it would be better if she could praise him as a flower.

Why did he do this, didn't King Zhao always hate the newspaper?

At that time, Dong Xiaoya didn't quite understand, but after receiving this letter, she suddenly caught some clues.

After thinking for a long time, she suddenly sneered, and her delicate smiling face was very good-looking.

But soon, Xiaoya put down the letter with a slight frown.

She recognized the handwriting—yes, it was Madame's.

He actually needs his wife to write on his behalf, so he ...... Was it beaten? Is it so hard that you can't even write?

Dong Xiaoya walked to the courtyard restlessly, bit her lip lightly and looked in the direction of Ruidu.

It is said that seeing words is like faces, but I can't even see words, and I don't know what year and month it will take to meet again......

Xia Fu.

Xiao Jing finally endured the pain and fell asleep, and when he woke up, he was lying on the bed planning for the future.

Things in Hedong are off to a good start, but the real difficulty is where the displaced people go.

This group of people is temporarily dispersed, but if they are not properly settled, then it is very likely that in the future they will be united again and become a force that the emperor fears.

As for the placement, it is not technically difficult.

Recruiting displaced people to settle down is one of the items that local officials will evaluate, and it will be done by individuals.

The problem is money.

Finally, after a few years of good weather, Da Rui's treasury saved a little money, but it was consumed by the war in the north.

The current treasury is empty enough to run rats.

As for the locality, all kinds of large and small holes can't be filled, how can there be money to manage the homeless!

Although the fields and some houses in various places were ready-made, the ploughing cattle, farm tools, rations and clothing of the displaced people were ...... Which one doesn't cost money?

If Xiao Jing doesn't make a move, then judging from Da Rui's consistent practice, this matter will be over.

Fortunately, there are unjust debtors and owners, Xiao Jing does not intend to let the masterminds behind the scenes hide from the side and watch the excitement.

Oh yes, I seem to have forgotten someone......

Xiao Jing asked someone to talk to Dong Xiaoya again.

The message I brought this time was very simple, just a word.

Chen Zhongwen, don't even think about running away!