Song Chengxuan was slightly stunned.

Feeling her arms tighten around her waist, the blood in his body seemed to boil all at once,

Xu Qinghuan closed his eyes, and a faint fragrance came from the end of his nose, and he smoked incense on the brocade robe he wore back from the palace, using spices such as jatamansi and yuelin incense, she didn't like it very much, but fortunately, after getting used to it, the incense seemed to be lighter, leaving only his breath.

The precious brocade robe, full of dark embroidered patterns, was attached to her face, as if to imprint the texture into her heart and dispel the haze hidden in the deepest depths.

Time passed little by little, Xu Qinghuan began to be embarrassed, the most important thing is that she felt something was not right, his hand reached over at some point, and his fingertips began to rub on her cheeks, she raised her head to look at him, his eyes were very hot, and his deep eyes were contrary to the clarity of the past, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in it.

Xu Qinghuan immediately felt a surge of hot air on her cheeks, and the aura on his body also became thicker, making her whole body dizzy.

"Ahem."

There was a cough outside.

Xu Qinghuan immediately sobered up a little, and the housekeeper's mother was still waiting outside, how would she go to see her mother in a while.

She gently pushed Song Chengxuan, she just thought of those things, and her heart seemed to be bumped, so she hugged him, and she must not continue.

"Let go," Xu Qinghuan lowered his voice, as if he was whispering, "It's not good to be seen, I told my mother that I only came to say a few words to you." ”

He hesitated and didn't let go of his hand immediately, it was rare to have such a time, his chest, soft and full, no longer so stiff and polite, although it was only for a moment, but the soft sideburns, stretched eyebrows, with a touch of ruddy cheeks, all made him nostalgic, and even a little ape-like.

He didn't want to have any trespassing in the Xu family, but after saying goodbye to Changzhou, he often felt that something was missing in his heart, followed the road she had walked, and finally entered Beijing and came to the Anyi Marquis Mansion.

I don't know when it started, his concentration was not as good as before, and he was too indulgent, Song Chengxuan tried to calm his mood.

"Is it Mrs. Xu who disagrees with our marriage?" Song Chengxuan asked.

He had already felt it when he followed An Yihou into the door with him, and the Xu family was more or less disgusted and defensive about him, which was completely different from when he entertained his life-saving benefactor before leaving Beijing.

There are not a few people who don't like him, Mrs. Xu and Xu Qing'an, but the most powerful person should be Mrs. Tai.

Xu Qinghuan nodded.

Song Chengxuan also thought about it along the way, he would inevitably encounter such and such problems, and if he wanted to marry her into the door quickly, he would inevitably be resisted by the Xu family.

He is not good at pleasing the elders, when he was a child in the Wei Palace, he followed Mr. early to learn etiquette, whether it is endorsing, writing or talking to people, he can deal with it calmly, so most of the elders around him like him, after the accident in the Wei Palace, he survived as Song Chengxuan, and was cautious in the first few years, for fear of being recognized, he could only float on the sea, without a fixed place, facing merchants and pirates, and had no chance to get along with the elders again, compared with the former Wei Wangzi, he had a blunt temper and treated people coldly, It is no longer the type that the elders rejoice.

But these are not important, Mrs. Xu is for the sake of Qinghuan, he will explain the reason to Mrs. Xu and ask Mrs. Xu to agree.

Song Chengxuan said: "I will go to see Mrs. Tai in a while." ”

Song Chengxuan's hand was finally put down, and Xu Qinghuan pursed his lips: "Then I'll go out first." ”

Song Chengxuan's eyes fell on the bookshelf again: "There are all books about farming, what do you want to do?" ”

"It's nothing," Xu Qinghuan smiled slightly, "I think the land in Changzhou is good, but in recent years, due to the flood of smuggling, a lot of land has been abandoned, and some people even use military households privately, so that the land in the military camp is deserted." ”

Xu Qinghuan said and went to get the map on the bookshelf: "Here, here, are all wasteland that has been reported to the imperial court in recent years, but in fact, it is still a barren land.

When the Zhang family was in charge of the Changzhou government, they used the silver earned from business to fill the tax silver, because the private military households made much more money from planting sugarcane, lychees, cotton, mulberry trees, and smuggling than rice.

In addition, the general army of Changzhou colluded with the same stream, embezzled military funds, and helped the Zhang family maintain the apparent peace, and now these officials have all been replaced, and the apparent peace is unsustainable, what should I do? When the imperial court transferred officials to Changzhou, they would soon find that it was a mess and they were ventilated everywhere, unless the new Changzhou prefect acted according to the previous methods of the Zhang family, but the people and the court would definitely not agree.

Now it's too late to farm, Changzhou's taxes can't be paid is a trivial matter, the guards and the people can't eat, it's a big deal, the sailors seem to have won the battle, but the loss is very serious, the borrowed merchants' ships have to be repaired and returned to others, and the big ships of the imperial court are unusable, and they want to quickly restore military defense, and they don't know how much silver money they need to fill.

Changzhou General Soldier privately embezzled the imperial court's pension silver, and an incompetent person like Changzhou General Soldier can be in office for so many years, naturally it is indispensable to take care of it, even if the imperial court raids his home, he can't change much silver.

If these pensions are not posthumously issued, it will be difficult to appease the morale of the army, who will take these silver money?

The emperor wants his cronies to go to Changzhou, no matter who the person sent out, I am afraid that he will soon become the emperor's accountant, and he will not be able to do anything except reach out to the imperial court.

Taking over the guards and yamen, appeasing the people is not a day's work, Changzhou is scattered, a strange official goes, can he win the trust of the people?

After the New Year, it is necessary to spring ploughing, how to plant agricultural products as quickly as possible, it will inevitably become the top priority, pity so much land, if you don't calculate well, you must become a burden, you know, not the more land, the better, the land is more taxed, and the second year can not pay rice grain or the crime of killing the head. ”

Xu Qinghuan's eyes lit up when she looked at the map, this was what she asked someone to help draw when she was in Changzhou, although it was not as accurate as the map used to lead troops to fight, but how much land in it was not bad at all.

"Don't you have too much?"

Song Chengxuan's voice came.

"Naturally, I don't like it, the more land, the better, only when there is land and grain can we raise soldiers and horses, and we have to build a few more Ao Cang," Xu Qinghuan calculated, "But ...... Changzhou alone is a little too little, and before the spring of next year, Songjiang Mansion will also be ours, so that we can show our hands and feet. ”

Xu Qinghuan looked at Song Chengxuan after speaking.

Song Chengxuan remained silent.

Xu Qinghuan continued: "Lord Song wants to borrow Songjiang Mansion, and he has to start earlier, get Changzhou and Songjiang, and then look at Fuzhou and Yingtian." ”