Fold still glanced at Fang Zhongyong, who was shrunk and shrunk, directly pushed open the door of a side room in Xu's Mansion, got a quilt from the bed that had fallen a little dust, handed it to Fang Zhongyong, and asked him to wrap himself like a zongzi. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not long after, Zhanzhao came with a group of officials from Kaifeng Mansion, and he was surprised to see Fang Zhongyong, who was wrapped like a zongzi, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

Fang Zhongyong hurt the wind, and the next day he naturally slept through the millennium, and after crossing the Great Song Dynasty for so long, although he didn't do anything great, he felt really busy, and he couldn't be idle.

Making a fortune is considered to be a small fortune, and being an official is also regarded as being a petty official, but it can also be regarded as being happy every day and worrying about it every day.

Now that I think about it, eating and waiting for death, being a floating boy who has nothing to do for a day is really a big ideal, a big realm, but I'm afraid few people have such a good life.

However, it does not matter, we can work towards this goal, and when society and history have been transformed by us to perfection, our protagonist may be able to go away for a hundred years, if he is not dead by then.

Fang Zhongyong often dreams about recalling the scene when he traveled over, his time travel is related to books, and it seems to be related to the transformation of the Great Song Dynasty, so how can he return to the past world?

And if you go back, in this prosperous dream of the Great Song Dynasty, will you really come and go without worry? Thinking of the people here and the people over there, Fang Zhongyong's heart couldn't help but be full of worries.

At noon, Wang Ziyue held a bowl of crab porridge and gently came to Fang Zhongyong's room.

Fang Zhongyong was already lying impatient, and he was busy taking the crab porridge in Wang Ziyue's hand, and was about to start eating, but he always felt that something was missing, so he asked softly, "Didn't you cook in the kitchen today?" ”

Wang Ziyue took out a bag from his body, took out two small paper bags, and teased Fang Zhongyongdao:

"Why, you still have to eat four dishes and one soup when you lie in bed? Your mother instructed the kitchen, saying that you were suffering from the wind and cold, and you were afraid of eating accumulated food, so she didn't leave you a meal, and this bowl of crab porridge was arranged by me on the pretext that I was hungry. ”

"That's right, thank you, Yue'er." Fang Zhongyong finished eating the bowl of crab porridge by himself, his eyes were always on the two packets of things in Wang Ziyue's hand, Nunu gestured to Fang Ziyue and asked, "What is that?" ”

Wang Ziyue opened the two paper packets and handed them to Fang Zhongyong, which were two packets of incense ash.

"In the past few days, the master has gone to the political hall a few times, bringing two packets of incense ashes, one of which is used in the political hall on weekdays, and the other is said to be that in the past few months, the Runan Royal Mansion has obtained fresh items from the hands of the merchants and given a copy to the political hall, and there is not much time to order."

Wang Ziyue said as she took a little of each of the two incense ashes and sniffed the smell.

"Runan Palace?" Fang Zhongyong reacted slightly, by the way, at this time, Zhao Yunrang has not yet been crowned King Pu, isn't it the king of Runan County? He felt a little excited in his heart, and then looked at Wang Ziyue and said, "Then, what kind of incense will react with ylang-ylang?" ”

"Not one, but two." Wang Ziyue sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, drank it slowly, and whetted Fang Zhongyong's appetite, before saying:

"Either one on its own will not react with ylang-ylang, but the combination of the two, combined with the fragrance of ylang-ylang, will make an extremely strong aphrodisiac."

Fang Zhongyong looked at the two packets of incense ash in his hand, and sighed in his heart, if someone really made a game. Now it seems that this Runan Wangfu must be a little big and small, but if you talk about the motive, because of Fang Zhongyong's design of the official's personal income tax, it is really quite a big enemy:

His personal income tax design is calculated based on the title, official position, position, and various salaries sent by multiplying each by the corresponding weighted ratio, and then multiplying by the overall weighted ratio.

Under this kind of individual income tax design, the more idle high-ranking officials are, the more they have to pay taxes with a large proportion of weight.

As for the front-line officials who are really practical, Xu officials almost do not have to pay taxes. As a group of princes who pampered and took money, they naturally had reasons for dissatisfaction and attack.

However, according to Zhi Yi and Zhanzhao, the assassin who went to assassinate Xu Qingchuan that night was the secret stake of the western thief, and it was not the person who could be locked up immediately at present, one was the Runan Palace, and the other was the western thief.

Doing things, colluding with foreign enemies, what the hell is this?

In the history of later generations, the king of Runan County is also the one who has been dormant for many years, and finally let his son succeed in ascending to the throne of Li Zhuang, even if he does not know at this time, Renzong will not be able to give birth to a son in the next few decades, and will adopt his own son, but he can't collude with outsiders, right?

Could it be that at this time, King Runan and a large number of his sons had already secretly colluded everywhere, and even colluded with foreign enemies, and had a heart of disobedience?

In addition, the ylang-ylang flower was actually given to Xu Qingchuan by Shen Kuo, so is Shen Kuo involved? It seems that with Shen Kuo's cautious personality, he shouldn't intervene in this kind of thing, right? And why was Xu Qingchuan killed?

Thinking of this, Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but wonder in his heart, should he find an opportunity to visit Shen Kuo, and then carefully check the current positions of the people in the Runan Royal Mansion in the court......

Fang Zhongyong was thinking about it, Wang Ziyue had already cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and began to look at him, as if he had something to say to him:

"My third brother has settled down in the capital, in a few days, I will move over with Yannong Moxiang, for so long, I still want to thank you for taking care of me, the third brother will hold a banquet in Fanlou the day after tomorrow to entertain friends here, and please be sure to get together."

Want to go? Fang Zhongyong was a little congested in his heart, he didn't know why, Wang Ziyue was naturally taken care of by her own brother Wang Anshi, this kind of natural thing, Fang Zhongyong actually had an indescribable reluctance in his heart. He pondered for a long time before he said, "Well, good, good." ”

"If there is anything that needs to be checked in the future, if you need to ask, you can come to my brother's house to find me." Wang Ziyue continued to say to Fang Zhongyong.

"Hmm." Fang Zhongyong still snorted a little heavily.

Later, Fang Niang and Ma Erya came to Fang Zhongyong's side a few times to ask him how he felt about the cold, and he didn't need to ask a doctor Yunyun, needless to say.

Because of this cold, Fang Zhongyong felt that the quilt that kept out the cold at this time in the Great Song Dynasty was not very satisfactory.

At this time, the fillers such as cotton, peach and cotton wool used in later generations have not yet come from the Western Regions, and the general use is silk cotton cloth and pillow grass to fill the bedding, although the brazier and charcoal stove have been popularized, but the kang and other items have not been widely used.

When Fang Zhongyong thought of this, he suddenly smiled evilly, remembering the group of ducks that his father raised in the backyard. (To be continued.) )