Ye Qiange's anger came suddenly.

Even he couldn't suppress his emotions, and he didn't intend to deliberately suppress them.

Xu Yichan's face became more and more difficult to look at.

Ye Qiange's last sentence, this is your Da Xu, undoubtedly challenged her bottom line.

This is a great negation and ridicule of the Daxu royal family.

"Bold!" She said coquettishly, a pair of phoenix eyes and cold eyes, as if brewing endless killing intent and surging imperial power.

If it was in the past, Ye Qiange would have been cowardly a long time ago, and then fled in the wilderness.

However, this time, Ye Qiange did not back down, as if he was fearless, he also glared angrily, and stared at her fiercely.

The atmosphere in the hall instantly froze, and the temperature seemed to be dropping.

At this moment, the door was gently opened, and the palace maid and Father-in-law Zhou, who came in with the dishes, suddenly changed their faces when they saw this, and they fell to their knees, and they didn't dare to come out.

"Get out!"

Xu Yichan glared, the palace maids and eunuchs trembled, and retreated in a panic.

Moving Leng You's gaze to Ye Qiange again, Xu Yichan said coldly: "Do you think I am willing to watch the people of Da Xu fend for themselves?" ”

"Do you think I'm so cold-blooded and ruthless?" Xu Yichan gritted her teeth and said, she couldn't help but feel a grievance in her heart.

She has only been on the throne for a few months, and what she got from the former emperor is not a prosperous power, but a mess, a stormy empire.

It is full of dangers, there are thieves inside, strong enemies outside, and there is a king Ning watching from the side.

It is weak, the treasury is empty, the finances are rotten, and there are countless sect forces that are encroaching on the foundation of Daxu.

When she ascended the throne, she realized that many things were not as simple as she imagined.

Even though she is the emperor who is high in heaven and holds the power in her hands, there are still too many things that make her helpless, so she can only sigh in vain.

"Whether you are cold-blooded and ruthless or not, someone will know, and it has nothing to do with me!" Ye Qiange glanced at her with a sneer, flicked his sleeves, and strode out of the main hall.

Xu Yichan's situation, how could he not know.

What he hated was that all this could have been prevented, but she did nothing.

Tens of thousands of displaced people were displaced, starved to death and froze to death on the side of the road.

How could you be bypassed by her gentle words?

It is said that the treasury is empty, so why not take out a part of the more than 10 million taels of silver that he got a few days ago to help the victims?

Even if they were to give porridge once a day, those homeless people might not die so easily!

When he went out, a cold wind blew, which made him feel a little clearer, and his anger subsided a lot.

He sighed and looked out at the inky sky.

A little catkins-like snow flakes fell silently.

It's snowing again!

Ye Qiange exhaled a breath of turbidity, stepped into the courtyard with his legs open, looked in the direction of the city gate, and muttered: "After tonight, how many snow bags will be on the side of the road......

He stood quietly, letting the snowflakes pick up and the wind blow.

The snow gradually became heavier, and the catkins were still catkins, but now they have become flying flowers, falling on the ground and making a rustling sound.

Soon, Ye Qiange became a snowman.

Lu Zhi's face was full of anxiety, and she hurriedly brought an oil-paper umbrella from the side hall and ran to the courtyard to block the heavy snow for Ye Qiange.

"Angelica, why do you say so many people died in a heavy snowfall?" Ye Qiange stretched out his hand, and a snowflake fell into his palm, and the snowflake immediately faded to white and turned into a drop of water.

Lu Zhi looked dazed and pursed her lips, but couldn't say a word.

Xu Yichan looked at the master and servant in the courtyard through the window paper, and was silent for a while.

Until Ye Qiange returned to the side hall, Xu Yichan sighed and returned to the kang with a sigh.

"Let's get out."

Gonggong Zhou sighed in his heart, waved his hand, and asked the palace maid to clean up all the meals.

The snow fell overnight until the light of day, when it gradually stopped.

As the largest metropolis in the world today, Chang'an has a population of more than one million.

People come and go, and there is a lot of traffic.

Last night's heavy snow did not seem to affect the enthusiasm of the vendors, and early in the morning, hundreds of horse-drawn carriages continued to enter and exit from the major markets, loading and unloading goods.

Fruits, vegetables, chicken, duck, fish, everything.

In addition, there are also cloth spices, rare treasures, and everything you see in daily life.

However, there are many things in the market today, things that have never been seen before.

Suzaku Fang.

Because of its proximity to Suzaku Street, it is named after the city, and it is one of the best Dafang cities in Chang'an City.

The goods of the Vermilion Bird Fang are countless, where in Chang'an City, if you can't find what you need, come to the Vermilion Bird Fang will make you satisfied, satisfied and returning.

In the center of the city, there are seven shops in a row, and the book Qiyun Pavilion is written on it, with three big characters, shining with golden light, majestic, and very eye-catching.

Qiyun Pavilion is famous in the entire Vermilion Bird Fang, in addition to the good quality and low price of the goods in the pavilion, but also likes to sell all kinds of strange things.

"Shopkeeper Li, what weird things did you get again?"

At this time, a convoy stopped in the open space in front of Qiyun Pavilion, and there were more than ten carriages, all loaded with some black things.

"Hey, good thing." The shopkeeper of Qiyun Pavilion is a man in his fifties, his name is Li Qinglai, his body is slightly fat, his face is full of red light, he is dressed in brocade clothes, greeting others, and between answers, he is at ease, obviously an old fritter.

"Mr. Liu, why are you here in person?"

"This matter, the little prince attaches great importance to it, and I naturally can't slack off." Liu Hua said, and shouted: "Everyone hurry up, the market is about to open, don't delay the time." ”

"Yes!"

Dozens of men answered, and they sped up their movements and unloaded a cart of goods.

"Manager Liu, the villain has prepared tea, please inside."

Liu Hua frowned, then smiled and said, "There is just something to explain to you." ”

With that, the two entered Qiyun Pavilion.

More than ten truckloads of goods, not too much, no less, with the efforts of dozens of men, all of them were unloaded in less than a stick of incense.

"Knock knock!"

"The market is open!"

The sound of a blunt weapon knocking sounded, and the Suzaku Fang market opened.

People who had been waiting outside the market for a long time poured into the market and began to choose the goods they were satisfied with.

Some people carried bamboo baskets, and some large families drove in horse-drawn carts to purchase.

The business of Qiyun Pavilion has always been excellent, there are many regular customers who come, and as soon as the market opens, there are many carriages parked outside Qiyun Pavilion.

"Lao Li, old rules!"

"Okay, Decai, you call a few people to help Steward Chen get the goods."

"Yes."

"Lao Li, seeing that your door is full of black charcoal dumplings, could it be that they are used to sell?" Steward Chen put his hands behind his back and paced in a circle.

When Li Qinglai heard this, a bright color crossed his face, and he said, "Steward Chen, this is not an ordinary charcoal dumpling. ”

"This thing is called honeycomb coal, and when burned, it is much better than carcoal dumplings, not only is it smokeless and tasteless, but a honeycomb coal can be burned for at least two or three hours!"

"Lao Li, it's a lie, this is clearly made of charcoal, how can there be no smoke and dust?" Steward Chen looked incredulous.

"See for yourself." Li Qinglai took Steward Chen aside and pointed to a stove.

In the furnace, the honeycomb coal is burning vigorously, there is no half smoke and dust, and there is no pungent smell, which is much better than firewood and charcoal.

"Can you really burn for two or three hours?" Steward Chen hesitated.

"The fire in this furnace has just been ignited, if you don't believe it, you can wait for two or three hours for me to see if my Lao Li has lied to you." Li Qinglai didn't care and said with a grin.

"It's... Bee... What kind of coal is bee, and what is the price? ”

"Five in one article!"

Steward Chen's expression was stunned, and he was surprised: "Five in one article? ”

It's not expensive, it's too cheap!