And Ning Daguanren only slightly improved the process of the original moon cakes, but the taste is indeed much better, it has become stickier, sweeter, and there are traps.

It's just that Hai Lanzhu was stunned, is this what he did?

So I tasted it again, and it still tasted good, but it wasn't as good as the taste of the cake, which was a fact, a fact she thought.

She remembered what Yu'er had said to her, and the scene that night, which seemed to be changing, and she thought about it often.

The Horqin tribe has been annexed by the Houjin, and the trend of Lin Dan Khan to unify Mongolia is becoming more and more obvious, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

She used to think it didn't matter, but now she suddenly resisted.

If he suddenly let himself go back, he didn't seem to have anywhere to go, but why did he ask him a few months ago when he would let himself go back?

"Jingwei, Yuanyuan, will you marry that brother when you grow up in the future?" A smile appeared at the corner of Hai Lanzhu's mouth, thinking that this was a very interesting question.

"Yes." Xing Yuan responded crisply, "When Brother Congziyu brought me home, I thought that I would marry him as a concubine in the future. ”

There was no embarrassment on his face, or he really didn't understand anything, or he thought that there was nothing wrong with this, as a firm belief.

In contrast, Shang Jingwei's expression was a little twisted at the beginning, she was very precocious, but she did not lose her childlike innocence, listening to Xing Yuan speak one step ahead of her, she said urgently, "Then I will marry too." ”

The smile on Hai Lanzhu's face deepened, two interesting little girls

The cold outside the house is a little heavier, and the atmosphere inside the room is like spring.

Ning Daguan people enjoy it in the gentle township, and some people struggle in the sea of corpses and blood.

Zu Dashou was a little anxious, not because of anything else, or because Houjin surrounded the city he hadn't built yet, and he himself was still in the city.

It's been half a month now, and he still hasn't meant to leave, as if he's really here, and he decided to wait a few more days if he doesn't leave, then he will break through and leave by himself.

After all, life doesn't matter what happens in a city

August 16, a special day.

For Ning Zhiyuan, it was just the second day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he was still as dizzy as yesterday when he woke up by inertia, which really relieved him and made him know in his heart that it was already the effect of Chongzhen's exercises.

He didn't know what kind of existence he was living in now, it seemed to be the same as the previous history, but maybe some places had changed.

Just like why Zhu Xi disappeared in the long river of history, there are others, but he hasn't discovered it yet, but this impact is already very big, and Zhu Sage is not called in vain.

Dizzy and spinning around in the school field, because the mood was different from yesterday, and he was not as worried as yesterday, so after running for almost a while, he stopped himself, and on the way back to the house, Wang Wu reminded him of one thing, today, is the day of Yuan Chonghuan's execution.

Ning Zhiyuan paused, and then continued to move forward, his mood was a little complicated, and the complicated reason was that Yuan Chonghuan was a complicated person, and his death was even more complicated.

Ling Chi died, and was cut with more than 3,000 knives, to be more precise, 3,543 knives, the reason why I remember this number is because he is too special.

There are endless debates about Yuan Chonghuan, Chongzhen has always been defined as an anti-thief, Nanming was rehabilitated after that, Rao is so, the topic about him is getting more and more intense, and Ning Zhiyuan's twenty-first century is even more so, who is right and who is wrong, who knows?

At least Ning Daguan can't judge, but he knows that Yuan Chonghuan may have done a lot of bad things, building high city walls, allowing soldiers to do evil things to the people, embezzling silver that should be military pay and silver that is not military pay, but it is definitely not a thief, the governor of Jiliao, if he collaborated with the enemy, Houjin would have already broken through Beijing City.

He should die, at least now, in the hearts of the people of the Ming Dynasty, it is a traitor, and the taxes they pay are increasing year by year, Chongzhen is given to Yuan Chonghuan of Liaodong, and the strength of the whole country is not enough to satisfy Yuan Chonghuan's appetite.

Liaodong's military spending has reached nearly twice the annual revenue of the Ming treasury.

The weather was slightly cool, and Ning Zhiyuan became extremely energetic again after the medicinal bath, which made his slightly hanging heart completely relaxed, he felt that he could probably understand why Chongzhen had premature aging, and the overdraft of his energy in the long run really hurt his body, and the old boy must not have run like he did in the book.

Yesterday, the shoddy grand blind date in the suburbs of Ningxia Wei ended, and the result of Ning Daguan was that only hundreds of people did not marry, which made him a little surprised, but it was indeed normal to think that they were not yellow flower girls, and marrying was indeed the best choice, and those who were not married, Ning Zhiyuan glanced at them slightly, they were all some women who were not old and had outstanding appearances.

Or because he had read some books, he didn't want to marry those rough people, and after making a register, Ning Zhiyuan found a new way out for these women.

Opening the Qinglou, this is Ning Zhiyuan's idea after brewing for a long time, and it is very ridiculous in the eyes of everyone.

Qinglou is not just a place for men and women to intercourse, Fengyue women are divided into prostitutes, the so-called prostitutes are women who sell their bodies, and prostitutes are like him, no different from those stars in later generations, but their social status is extremely low.

And prostitutes, Ningxia Wei exists, has always existed, and is very developed, after all, there will be a market if there is a need, and there will be people who will make money in it, and Ningxia Wei has a lot of single people, and the demand is not ordinarily large.

And prostitutes, Ningxia is not, unlike prostitutes, their cost is high, and women are all trained since childhood, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Ningxia Weibai is waiting to be revived, this is no market.

That's what they thought, so Ning Zhiyuan planned to fill the vacancy.

Hundreds of warblers and warblers Yanyan listened to Ning Zhiyuan's words, her face was a little pale, just as Ning Zhiyuan thought, since they chose not to marry, they naturally wanted to be self-reliant, if they entered the Qinglou, it was better to marry.

Ning Daguan's face was indifferent, no matter how these women chose, he would not stop it, after all, it was really not good to have a bad reputation for doing this, and there were only a few hundred people, so it would not be a problem to put them wherever they were.

"If you agree, then you live here now, if you don't agree, then the official will arrange for you to spin cloth or be a maid in the house, and Lord Ben will not force it, and he will not let you pick up guests in bed."

Under the backdrop of several great soldiers beside him, Ning Zhiyuan looked a little thin, but he was the most typical beautiful man in this era, a gentle and elegant scholar.

Several women blushed a little when Ning Zhiyuan looked at them, and all the women were a little hesitant

(To be continued.) )