"I don't want to see this thing again," he said lightly.

Zama knew in his heart that although his words were light, in Kuha's heart, he might not really have passed like this.

He respectfully accepted the order, and in his heart he was thinking about how to remedy it, or rather, how to minimize the impact of these recent events.

The best way is to take a concubine, even if Kuha doesn't like it, but a woman has to have children after all, as long as he has an heir, he will have less heart to put elsewhere.

If done properly, it is not necessarily impossible to remedy.

Zama quickly thought about it, especially his own relatives, thought twice more, and quickly circled a few candidates.

"I have already sent someone to buy it in the summer country, and it is estimated that it will be enough to buy it in the autumn, enough for us to eat until winter."

"It's just winter?"

The Right King looked at him thoughtfully.

His eyes were not pure black, a faint black brown flashed in the sunlight, as if he could see through what he was thinking.

Zama's heart trembled, and he knelt down after kneeling down to confess and hold on to the revelations.

"Yes, in previous years, clans and families would go to the border to loot, and in exchange, they would give a part to Kuha."

The Right King understood what he was referring to, he lowered his eyes, and thought for a while before he said with some difficulty: "If I announce this year that they are not allowed to plunder, are you sure that you will stop them?" ”

"Kuha," Zama paused.

Every time the year passes, especially when the year is not good, plundering the Great Xia is the time of their harvest.

This is the tradition, the custom, and the people's desire.

If he is forcibly stopped, it will not only hit morale and frustrate the people's will, but will also affect his status.

"You've got it in mind?"

Zama cautiously used honorifics.

The Right King was silent for a long time, but finally nodded.

"It may be difficult," Zama said, "and the ministers are worried, and those families are resentful. ”

How could the right king not know, but he knew Yuan Bao'er's attitude better.

If the Turman continues to raid, this reminder may be the last.

The Tuman people are not good at planting, let alone distinguish the weather, but Yuan Baoer can.

She is partial to Da Xia, if she can't make friends with Da Xia, she won't put forward any constructive suggestions.

Right King has always been committed to being a Ming Jun, so his eyes have never been on the front of him, he pays more attention to the overall situation and long-term development.

"Can you stop it?"

Again, he stressed.

"Yes," Zama said as he saw his determination, got down on one knee, and said heavily.

One word, how simple, but he needs to pay a great price for this one word.

The Right King nodded, "Hard work." ”

There is no need to say more, it is all in my heart.

Zama bowed deeply, bowed, and strode away.

Since he had given so much, he also needed to do something.

After a night of rain, the autumn breeze rises.

Almost after a gust of wind, the turman was gone.

Such a change was obvious, even Yuan Bao'er, who was in the inner hall, clearly sensed the coolness.

The palace maid soon saw that the thin silk and soft veil had been replaced by thicker window paper and thick curtains.

It seemed that after only a few nights, the fire was lit in the house.

Although it is only occasionally at night, it also means that winter is coming.

Yuan Bao'er counted the days and sighed in her heart.

This year's winter came unusually early, and it will be extraordinarily long.

The palace maid was also a little worried about this, but she had already informed her parents in advance, and if she couldn't cope with it, then she couldn't do anything.

Even with this thought in her heart, she was still visibly silent.

Yuan Baoer saw it in her eyes and didn't plan to ask too much.

She herself is too busy to take care of herself, and it is already for the sake of civilians and innocence to be able to mention it.

The first snow came unexpectedly, looking at the thin snow in the early morning, Yuan Baoer rarely had the temperament to go to the verandah.

It's just a three-to-five forbidden army that is really disappointing.

Yuan Bao'er stood under the porch, looked at the snow in the courtyard for a while, and then went back.

The right king came from outside.

Hearing the greeting, Yuan Baoer turned around.

The right king saw a slender girl in a moon-white robe slowly turning her head, her fair skin, dark eyes like a black hole, attracting everyone's attention, and her thick black braid hung down from the side of her ears and fell on her chest.

Even though he knew that she had a daughter, the heart of the right king was still moved.

He endured the suddenness, or the emotion that he had been suppressing, and he thought it was gone, came to him.

Yuan Bao'er rolled her eyes and looked around, and bowed slowly.

She moved a little lightly, nodding her head a little closer.

The right king felt as if he had smelled a faint fragrance of flowers, and his heart suddenly mentioned, and his body was indescribably uncomfortable.

He hurried into the house, feeling that there was no fragrance between his noses, and he was calm.

He thought he was unremarkable, but in the eyes of the people in the courtyard, his own Kuha ignored this meticulous work very coldly, and embarrassed her.

Facing different eyes, Yuan Baoer was very calm.

In fact, since she entered here, she no longer cares about what the people around her think.

At first, she had the heart to die, but as time went on, she no longer had the intention to die, and now she just wanted to go back to Xia Kingdom and take a look and hug her daughter.

The right king waited for a while, and then saw Yuan Bao'er come in.

"Here you go," the Right King handed over a letter with some rudeness.

Yuan Bao'er took it and saw the handwriting on it, and her pupils shrank.

"You got your wish."

The right king snorted coldly.

Yuan Bao'er undeniably opened the letter, it was specially written to her by Yuan Ge'er, and there was no official business on it, just the trivial matters of the first month. ”

Chuyue is the nickname that Yuan Ge'er gave to Yuan Bao'er's daughter.

The first is taken from his yuan, and the moon is because he wants her to last as long as the moon.

Brother Yuan didn't write in detail, but he talked about the more representative things in detail.

For example, when will she turn over, she will sit up in a few months, and now she can call her brother vaguely.

Brother Yuan also emphasized at the end that he would teach Chuyue's father and mother.

Yuan Bao'er's tacit understanding with Brother Yuan is much stronger than others, just looking at one sentence, Yuan Bao'er knows what Brother Yuan means, he hopes that she can save her life and save it until he can hear Chu Yue calling her mother.

The right king didn't expect that the cunning and ruthless she would burst into tears, and she was a little at a loss for a while.

He wanted to comfort her, but Yuan Bao'er didn't give him the slightest glance.

Instead, the palace maid on the side sneaked over.

The right king was a little embarrassed, he immediately turned his body away, pretending not to know anything.

Yuan Baoer's emotions came quickly, and she received them quickly.

After only a few breaths, she wiped away her tears and solemnly saluted the right king.

"Thank you Kuha."

The right king pursed his lips, "Don't thank me yet, do you know that your Xia Kingdom has exploded." ”

"I've heard that half of the ministers want to kill you."