Because of the urgency of time, Jiang Nuan's next time was all spent on configuring potions.

The entire Lady Protector's Mansion was busy because of her movements, and people and horses kept coming in and out, sending materials while sending out the prepared potions as quickly as possible.

After three days of sleepless work, Jiang Nuan stretched his waist and walked out of the room.

"I'm tired," the old lady was very distressed when she saw the bloodshot in her girl's eyes, "Quick, take a shower, and then get a good night's sleep." ”

"Okay," Jiang Nuan was very helpful to the old lady's care, "Mother, I'll go wash up first, and we'll talk later." ”

"Go quickly, your body matters."

On the side, the old man looked depressed.

"Old man," the old lady was puzzled, "what is wrong with you?" ”

There was a hint of impatience in his tone.

It's too late for her to take care of her daughter, and she doesn't have the heart to coax a bad old man again.

Moreover, it is not the first time that he has been sick in the past three days, and he has been strange every day.

"Old woman," said the old man's voice, "I can finally understand your feelings. ”

In the past, I only thought that my old wife was tossing blindly, and when I was old, I was still restless, so I knew that I was making trouble for my children.

But after watching his daughter work for three days and three nights, but he could only do it on the sidelines, he finally realized this feeling of powerlessness to madness.

This old man is not qualified, he is really unqualified.

Eating and drinking all depend on the girl, and I can't help at all, let alone support her, thank God for not dragging her feet.

"You know," the old lady snorted coldly and raised her chin, "We can't point to her all our lives, the world is impermanent, today's scenery is infinite, maybe tomorrow will be scolded by thousands of people, you also know what happened some time ago, while we can still move our legs and feet, we can grow a little better, even if we can't help in the future, we can let the girl have more places to stay." ”

"That's it!"

At this time, Jiang Nuan, after such a long period of cultivation, his facial features have become unusually sharp, and the bathroom is not far from the second elder, so it is easy to capture the conversation between the two elders.

Immediately, the eyes moistened, and the crystal mist contained in the eyes, and it took a long time to dissipate.

"Perhaps, this world is really God's compensation for me!"

Whether it was on the verge of destruction as he had guessed, he was indeed treated gently by it.

Thinking like this, Jiang Nuan hooked the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while under mental exhaustion.

Zhong Ping felt heartache at the thought of the grain that had been transported away one after another.

"Nonsense, what nonsense!"

There is no grain in the treasury, and needless to say, their rations this year will certainly not be so smooth.

Of course, Zhong Ge, who has a big family, doesn't care about this bit of food, but is afraid of losing face.

Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the imperial court has never been so poor that the officials' food is in arrears.

"It's too late to say anything now," An Ge Lao's book of correcting documents paused for a moment, and then said without changing his face, "For today's plan, I can only hope that Mrs. Protector can really do it." ”

"This pavilion thinks that the Holy Lord is messing around," Zhong Ping's brows furrowed almost knotted, and he hesitated and asked, "Brother An, do you think that the Holy Lord has become unrecognizable?" ”

If it was before, no matter how it was, he would not not give the slightest disregard for the opinions of the two elders.

"The Holy Lord has grown up," An Ge Lao sighed, "he has become an emperor completely." ”

In the past, the Son of Heaven, An Ge Lao only respected and had no fear, because he knew that the Son of Heaven was also a human being, and he was still a lonely person.

And now, I don't dare to think like that anymore.

Even though the emperor is alone, he is powerful, and in a fit of anger, he can ambush millions of corpses and shed rivers of blood.

Even if they are noble, they are only a little more important than ordinary people, and this weight is not enough for them to influence the decision of the Son of Heaven.

An Ge Lao was very disappointed.

In the past, Shengshang's health was not good, his energy was low, and he handled many things, almost one person controlled the government affairs of the Great Saturday, and he was worthy of the name of one person above 10,000 people, but now...

He had a vague hunch that this loss would get heavier and heavier in the future.

Hearing this, Elder Zhong Ge was silent.

He was somewhat rejecting this conversion of the Holy One.

After a long time, he sighed regretfully, "Why can't it be like before!" ”

Although there were occasional disputes between the monarchs and ministers, they were considerate and respectful to each other, and there was harmony inside and outside the court.

"It's useless to say more," An Ge Lao couldn't help but shake his head, "Continue to deal with the paperwork, Shandong, Hebei, and Shu have a bunch of paperwork, and some of them are busy today." ”

"Brother An," Zhong Ping was a little uneasy, "We really don't ask about food at all?" ”

Although he still insists on his opinion, thinking that Mrs. Protector is just tossing around, Zhong Ping faintly feels a little uneasy.

This uneasiness stems from the importance of the Holy One, from the ability of the Lady Protector, and from the lack of self-confidence hidden in the depths.

"It's not Qi Yong and Liu An," An Qingyun sneered, "They are the saint's henchmen, just have them in charge!" ”

"But what if it really works?"

Hearing this, An Qingyun stiffened for a moment, and then spoke indifferently, "If it can really be done, it is impossible for Qi Yong to let the two of us get involved." ”

Speaking of this, An Qingyun felt a little powerless.

Obviously, he is the main and auxiliary of the court, and his position has not changed, but it makes him feel constrained everywhere, and a sense of crisis that can be overturned at any time haunts his heart.

"Yes," Zhong Ping agreed.

After a while, he became entangled again, "Brother An, in the disaster relief in Shudi, we really don't interfere anymore?" ”

Although I really don't want to clean up these messes, I'm an old man, even if I pretend to be a good person.

"How else do you need to intervene?" An Qingyun raised his eyebrows and asked, "The food has been given, and the people who opened the way have also arranged it, whether it is medicinal materials or imperial doctors, it has already been sent over, is it not enough?" ”

If the disaster relief is solved with just one sentence, the court will not be stunned when it encounters this matter.

Zhong Ping understood that An Ge Lao was deliberately unhappy, and squirmed his lower lip, but finally didn't say anything.

The Imperial Study.

"Qi Yong, what are the actions of the two pavilion elders of An Zhong?"

"Back to the saint, the two of them have been handling official documents in the office, and they have not done anything."

"Didn't care about the follow-up of Shudi?"

"Nope!"

"What about Shandong and Yidi?"

"Not either."

Hearing this, Ji Xuan lowered his eyes, and for a long time, as if inadvertently, he asked, "Is it time for the elder of the Great Zhou Dynasty to be replaced?" ”

Qi Yong didn't dare to answer this, laughed dryly, and lowered his head sneeringly.

He can be as arrogant as he is on weekdays, but he doesn't dare to talk too much about such a big thing.

In the final analysis, it is one thing for a eunuch to run errands for the saint, and it is another thing to meddle in the affairs of the former dynasty.