"Minister Song Jiu sees the driver again, long live the saint, long live, long live."

Guo Rong withdrew his gaze from the map on the wall, looked at the calm and fierce Song Jiuzhong, but smiled at Zhang Yongde, who was standing aside: "I saw Song Qing all over, I used to hear that 'you can walk a horse on your arm, and you can stand up a person on your fist', I really didn't think so, I thought how could there be such a force in the world, but every time I saw Song Qing, this sentence came to my mind, it was really a tiger." Come, all sit and talk. ”

"Thank you."

Guo Rong sat down first, Zhang Song and the two sat down, Song Jiuzhong only lightly hit half of his buttocks, and Zhang Yongde was much more casual, took the fan from the eunuch's hand, shook it gently, and saw that Guo Rong was drinking tea, so he said to Song Jiuzhong:

"Jiuzhong, now the war in the southwest is deadlocked, that old Wang Jing sent troops to disperse in early May, and set aside eight important villages in Xishu in one go, but he is still a step slower, Li Tingjue's army in Xishu has arrived, and our army lost in the first battle of Weiwu City, and Hu Li and others were captured by the enemy, so they had to retreat for thirty miles, and they held on to each other, but it was difficult to advance an inch for a while."

"Now that there is a lot of discussion between the DPRK and China, and I am afraid that there will be a shortage of food and grass, what do you think?"

Song Jiuzhong hurriedly stood up, bowed down and said: "The last general has been selecting and training troops during this time, and he has paid little attention to things outside the barracks, but now that the weather is in June, the heat is unbearable, and it is inevitable that it will be more difficult to march and fight." ”

"Hmm." Guo Rong put down the teacup and said, "What I mean, you take a look for me, then Qin Feng Luguo can attack it." ”

"Obey."

"In order to avoid material discussions, this time you go in the name of the labor army."

"Holy Lord, the military situation is urgent, the ministers should go and return quickly, if you hold the supplies, I am afraid it will take too long."

Guo Rong said with a smile: "It's okay, the grain and grass are escorted by the Huya Battalion, you set off together, out of Luoyang, and then you can fly and ride." ”

"No."

Seeing that Song Jiu had repeatedly quit the hall, Zhang Yongde asked: "Shengshang, the Huya Battalion has been suppressing bandits since it was formed, and the armaments are excellent, why do you want them to escort grain and grass?" ”

Guo Rong leaned back in the chair and said a little tiredly: "I don't understand why the noses of those imperial historians are so smart, no matter what the big things are, they actually wrote books one after another about the seizure of the palace, alas, this is only a few dollars." But it's okay, let that Qin Yue go to the southwest camp to report, this person is a businessman, and he sees the problem differently from others, so he just picks up the missing and fills the gaps. ”

"I see, Holy Wise."

The corners of Zhang Yongde's mouth rose slightly, and he was talking to the saint, but he was thinking in his heart: The Yin family and the Wang family made a way to force Jiayin to the tip of the knife, and Qin Yue thought that the method was going to the southwest camp.

"It's difficult to be a king, it's not easy to be a minister, I ordered the ministers to make a discussion before, and they all wrote a splendid flower, but most of them are clichés, empty words, and the opinions of a few people such as Wang Pu are pertinent, in this position, they can only be called lonely."

"Hug one, govern the world, you and I should work together."

The cold hairs on Zhang Yongde's back exploded, like needles, and he hurriedly got up and said, "Remember the teachings of the Holy Lord." ”

……

……

Su Mansion, backyard embroidery building.

Su Ziyu and several maids were sorting out the accounts, or planning to make a plate, or burying their heads in books, all of them were engrossed, serious and serious, and the crisp sound of "beep horn" sounded by the beads of the abacus with their hands, and the sound of turning the book from time to time added a little quietness to this silent study.

Shuang'er hurriedly walked upstairs with a roll of drawings, and the sound of footsteps "knock knock" broke the peace.

"Qi Niang, the drawings are out."

Su Ziyu raised his head from the account book, stunned, Fang remembered what the drawings were, cheered, and ordered the girl to clean up the tabletop, let Shuang'er spread out the drawings, and six or seven heads came together to examine them one by one.

"It's too hard, although it is very important to be firm, ventilated, fireproof, and anti-theft, but don't forget that what we want to do is a women's market, which woman will like such a tough and tough."

"This step needs to be changed, and it doesn't hurt to take a few more steps, but it must not be high, otherwise it will be dirty with the skirt."

"This guardrail should also be changed, and it should be changed into a hand-copying verandah where you can sit and rest and watch the scenery."

"There is also this walkway, which is made in imitation of a garden, to be quiet and elegant."

"There is also this carriage house, which is too little, and too simple, but this one must be atmospheric, clean, and there must be no water accumulation on rainy days, and a well must be drilled to facilitate the coachman to clean the car."

"There must be a changing place, it must be elegant, airy ......"

……

Su Ziyu said while watching, and the girl named Xiang'er on the side quickly took the pen to record, looking at the past one by one, changing the past one by one, and it took more than an hour to complete the review and correction of the drawing.

Su Ziyu took the record and looked at it carefully, added a few more, and said, "That's all, let them change it and take it again." ”

"Yes."

Shuang'er held another stack of drawings and said with a smile: "Qi Niang, do you want to see the drawings of this house." ”

Su Ziyu stretched lazily and said angrily: "What's so nice about that, just put it up." ”

Shuang'er grinned, "Okay, I'll tell the master how to save money and how to come." ”

Seeing Shuang'er holding the drawings and laughing with Xiang'er and going downstairs, Su Ziyu suddenly became bored in her heart, walked quickly to the window, leaned out and shouted, "Wait, show me the drawings." ”

Shuang'er turned his back and spit out a naughty tongue with Xiang'er, and then he answered and jumped upstairs.

Shuang'er spread out the drawings, and a house plan of the three-entry courtyard was displayed in front of him.

"He's just alone, why are you building so many houses, you just look at it and squeeze to death."

Su Ziyu looked at the decent layout, he was angry, and said: "This face is too small, he is now a seven-grade military attaché, and when he moves in, it will be six-grade, five-grade, keep the door distance, and finally rebuild." ”

"The front hall is too small, our merchants pay attention to wealth and do not show it, and when they are soldiers, they attach importance to a might."

"I want to set up a martial arts arena, the kind that can walk horses."

"Is this a back house...... Hmmm......"

Seeing Su Ziyu hesitating, Shuang'er said boldly: "There must be a small embroidery building with a garden, a gravel path, a curved corridor overgrown with wisteria, and a pair of swing frames......"

Su Ziyu's face flushed, and he said angrily: "I want you to talk more, he is a man, what do you want to embroider the building." ”

Shuang'er grinned: "Qi Niang, who is he...... Ah......" But the earlobe was twisted by Su Ziyu, and the whole person was pulled over.

“…… Xiang'er, help......"

The master and servant were making trouble, and a mother-in-law reported at the top of the stairs: "Qi Niang, there is news from the front door, there is a little Langjun surnamed Jia who came to visit Master Guo, and when he saw that no one was there, he left, saying that he was going to the southwest camp to fight." ”

"Huh?!"

Su Ziyu was stunned, Shuang'er took the opportunity to escape, covered her unkempt hair and ran downstairs.

Is there a war in the southwest, Qin Fenglu?

Su Ziyu stood and thought for a long time, and forgot to smooth out the crumpled dress when she was fighting with Shuang'er.