There was a brief silence in the room. Zhao Huan's words are not just casual words.

At this time, the etiquette was far more lenient than in later generations. The chastity table has not yet formed a system, from the royal family to the common people, and it is very common for women to remarry. Wang Anshi once married his daughter-in-law Pang Shi like a daughter because of the discord between his son Wang Yan and his wife, and the people of Beijing called "Wang Taizhu married a woman before his death". The family of scholars and doctors is not ashamed, and the government takes population reproduction as a political achievement, and the common people in the market are even more so. Remarriage of a widow is actually a business. Either in order to plunder the property of the deceased or to collect the bride price again, the family often forced the woman to remarry, resulting in many human tragedies.

In this era, the Chairyu people showed chastity, which to some extent supported the isolated widows and orphans to stand on their own feet in this mercenary world. After the death of her husband, the woman, with the support of the Qing Council, was able to hold on to a more or less family property, raise her children, and make ends meet.

However, if it comes to observance, the princess of this dynasty has gained the atmosphere first, and Zhao Xingde remembers that it seems that except for the Taizu Dynasty, he has never heard of the princess's remarriage since then, even if he has no heirs, he will also observe the festival until death. The princess has a very supple temperament, and it has become two extremes with the Tang Dynasty. If the horse is immoral, or even bullies the emperor, most of the princesses swallow their anger, even if they are depressed, they have always covered it up. Not only that, because a good son-in-law is rare and unwilling to give in, nearly half of the dozens of princesses since the Taizu Dynasty have died unmarried.

The green cage screen window is silent, the golden furnace is fragrant, and the spring day is eternal.

Zhao Huan was sad and was secretly crying. Since a sedan chair was carried into the Marquis of Wuchang's mansion, the two of them have gone from being indifferent like frost to smiling and laughing, and they have gotten along much more naturally, however, there has always been a gap in the middle, and they can't be crossed. Once upon a time, she was accompanied by someone in her heart, and she lived alone in the cold palace, and there was always a little warmth. And now, when Zhao Xingde left, the light in the room seemed to dim suddenly. Even if Zhao Huan has all kinds of sadness, he can only store it in his heart and can't tell others.

Seeing him stand up, Zhao Huan also stood up, forced a happy face, and prepared to send him to the study.

"Your Highness, since the decision has been made. So ......"

Zhao Xingde's tone was a little heavy, Zhao Huan's eyes were gloomy, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she was worried that he would say something to make her remarry someone else, she wanted to run away immediately, she also desperately wanted to cover her ears, but she still heard his words clearly: "Don't stay in Ezhou, follow Xingde in the future." ”

Zhao Huan was stunned, and only came back to her senses after a breath, she trembled, she raised her head, and saw that he didn't have the slightest joking, looking at herself with a serious expression. "You?" Zhao Huan clenched her arms into fists, looking at Zhao Xingde in disbelief, her vision was a little hazy, I don't know if it was because all this was too illusory, or because her eyes were full of tears. "A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase. You're a manly man, can't you be a fool? She asked with a little trembling, until this point, her mind was still blank, her chest was constantly heaving, and this moment seemed as long as a year. Although he has long regarded his husband as the only man in his life, he has never expected happiness to come so suddenly.

Zhao Xingde nodded and did not speak, Zhao Huan's tearful gaze pricked his nerves.

"I'm sorry for you." Before the words fell, the fragrant wind was blowing on his face, and Zhao Huan had already thrown himself into his arms, hugging him tightly, and hot tears soaked through his clothes. Zhao Xingde sighed, Zhao Huan raised his head, his big, bright eyes, looked at Zhao Xingde, and said in a low voice: "You really, really didn't lie to me?" "Hmm." Zhao Xingde nodded, gently stroked her long black and soft hair, let the head lean against her chest, feeling that her breath was hot, her full delicate body was still trembling slightly, and a faint fragrance at the end of her nose made Zhao Xingde's breathing gradually hot.

Zhao Huan's cheeks exuded a charming flush, she sobbed happily, her eyelashes were full of crystal tears, and then she closed her eyes happily, her breathing gradually slowed down, her warm body gradually softened, feeling his powerful heartbeat, as if lying in a soft cloud, but her heart felt steady.

"I will write to the imperial court and take His Royal Highness to Yangzhou Shipyard to take up my post."

Zhao Huan let out a low "um", his blushing cheeks pressed against his chest, feeling the vibration of his chest when he spoke, and felt very interesting. After a while, she said in a low voice: "The Near Branch Sect can't go out of Beijing, will the imperial brother and Chen Xiang agree?" The nightingale's voice was tinged with apprehension. They will agree. Zhao Xingde sneered and sighed: "In modern times, how much is left of the so-called ancestral system?" ”

"Hmm." Zhao Huan agreed in a low voice. She closed her eyes and felt his warm, powerful arms through her clothes.

She had no doubt that if she had her arms held her tightly, she would never abandon her again. From now on, she is his. "Is my husband going to have sex with me?" This embarrassing thought suddenly popped into her mind, and her cheeks suddenly became hot, from the pink earlobes to the snow-white neck, and the blush rippled like ripples. Although he had already decided that his husband was the only man in his life, at this time, Zhao Huan's heart was only panicked, his eyes were confused and shy, and there was a kind of touching charm.

"I'm going to prepare for the book, prepare for the establishment of the water division, and I still have to deal with things."

Feeling the vibration of his broad chest, Zhao Huan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, however, there was a resentment in my heart. Seeing him leave, his back, no matter how you look at it, looks like he fled in a hurry. Thinking of the violent heartbeat and heavy breathing just now, Zhao Huan's face appeared a flush, and the resentment in his heart turned into shyness mixed with a hint of sweetness.

Zhao Xingde did "escape", although he made a decision, but before he met Li Ruoxue, he was unwilling to do anything beyond the norm. Back in the study, he opened the pen, ink, paper and inkstone as usual, first closed his eyes and calmed down, and when he opened his eyes, the fire in his abdomen had subsided without a trace. But this time, Zhao Xingde did not immediately write hard, but stood up, paced to the one-person-high bronze mirror, and looked coldly at the figure in the mirror. After he moved this bronze mirror into the study, Zhao Huan specially asked the servants to move in in order to facilitate his daily life.

The man in the mirror is burly, wearing a purple robe, a brocade belt around his waist, a few purses, and thick-soled boots. "Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, or butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou?" He muttered to himself with a puzzled face, and the person in the mirror also muttered to himself with a puzzled face. Zhao Xingde smiled bitterly, and the person in the mirror also smiled bitterly. He stared at himself with a grim countenance, as if a teacher was scrutinizing a student who had made a mistake with the most stern gaze. However, fighting the shadows is fruitless. He put aside some confusion, and there was a pride in his chest. "It's man-made, as long as I'm alive."

From the visit of Feng Yanlun, the envoy of the Xia Kingdom, Zhao Xingde judged that his contact with the outside world was no longer restricted.

Although he had fought several small-scale battles in the West China Sea to expel pirates for the Lumei Kingdom, he was still an almost unfamiliar field to Zhao Xingde in commanding a huge naval division composed of hundreds of ships. As he pondered, he wrote down on a piece of paper some of the specialists he needed to recruit, such as sailors, ship's gunners, merchants who knew the sea routes, and generalists who could speak barbarian language. After asking the military department for Ma Yuan, Liu Wengu and others, Zhao Xingde hesitated for a moment, and added the names of several officers such as Feng Shu and other officers who refused to quell the chaos in the southeast battalion.

Lu Mingyu, Luo Xianshi, Deng Yuanjue and other generals stayed behind to operate the Tun Ken business in Henan and Jingdong Road, and the three towns controlled more than 20 state capitals and nearly 10 million household registrations. Jingdong Road was not only the base of the Northern Expedition, but also the consolidated rear of the patrol division. After the patrol division grows, it can go to sea from Denglai in the future, and send surprise troops to land in the territory of Liao to attack the back of the Liao army's defense line.

According to the experience of the Heng Navy and the Zhenguo Army, the personnel on the sea ships can be divided into sailors, gunners, and traps, among which the trap team is similar to the tooth soldiers, which is not only the main force of the deck battle, but also the main force of the shore to attack the enemy. Yue Han are both famous generals in the world, and they have the same method of training their subordinates, and Zhao Xingde decided to follow Cao Cao first. The shipyard is about to try to produce an iron-bone whirling boat, if there is no wind in the battle, the errand of the oarsman will be done by the sailors, Zhao Xingde can already imagine the sad faces of these people. This was also a last resort, if it weren't for the fact that there was no extra space on the ship, he really wanted to recruit a group of slender men on the river to do this kind of hard work.

After writing a few simple letters to the generals of Henan, Zhao Xingde wrote another letter to the Xia court, reporting his recent situation, Zhao Xingde remembered that according to Feng Yanlun, the Xia State had decided to follow the model of Hezhong and implement the law of redeeming and buying Juntian in Luoyang and Fangzhou. Although Henan Prefecture and County were devastated, most of the landlords fled, and after Zhao Xingde recovered Henan, he also directly distributed the land to the people of Tunken, and there would be no such trouble in the future.

Zhao Xingde felt a hint of worry, but for now, it was still too early. He was busy from morning to evening, only eating some refreshments sent by Zhao Huan himself, and finally wrote all the necessary letters, handed them to the officers of the department, and asked him to send them on his behalf. Sure enough, for this strange request, the other party readily agreed, and as if inadvertently reminded that if the Marquis of Wuchang was bored in the mansion, he could go around Ezhou City and listen to his tone, which seemed to be a matter of course.

Seeing the back of the officer's departure, Zhao Xingde stretched comfortably, he looked up at the sky, the setting sun sprinkled ten thousand golden rays in the west, and a white crescent moon had risen in the east sky. Smoke rises from all over the city, an era when the vast majority of people maintain the tradition of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and evening is a time of peace and calm.