Jiang Liang returned to the Daoya and heard Li Minglou sighing indoors: "I don't know if it can go well." ”

Jiang Liang thought that his wife's parting thoughts had not yet dissipated, and then he heard Li Minglou say in the next sentence: "Lian Xiaojun is too smart." ”

This means a little incomprehensible, people are too smart, don't you have to worry?

"Mr. Jiang has arrived." The boy shouted.

Li Minglou and Yuan Ji stopped talking, smiled and nodded at Jiang Liang who entered the door, Jiang Liang came in and talked about the progress of Xuanwu Dao first.

"Although Xiang Gongzi's progress is slow, it is still smooth, he won the persuaded city, Liu Fan and I carefully visited and investigated, and the officials chose almost the same."

Li Minglou said: "Don't worry, investigate and screen for some time, the spring planting is no longer in time, and strive to ensure the autumn harvest." ”

Jiang Liang understood what she meant and smiled: "It's still the same, I've already collected a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, and I will collect it for my wife next." ”

With more time, those who want to be officials and want to befriend Mrs. Chu Guo will give more money and gifts.

Liu Fan doesn't accept gifts, Jiang Liang does, Jiang Liang not only accepts them himself, but also hints that everyone will give gifts to Mrs. Chu Guo, and if you accept a circle of gifts, it should be enough to help the homeless.

Liu Fan chose Jiang Liang's ability to soothe the public, Li Minglou was very relieved, and only added: "Don't forget to ask Xiang Nan for money, the people can be safe, and if he wants soldiers, he will have to pay for it." ”

Jiang Liang smiled and replied, and then squeezed his eyebrows: "Xiang Gongzi has no money, but he has his wife's soldiers and horses by his side, and his wife is very rich." ”

Li Minglou smiled and did not speak.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Liang hurried back, he didn't know the details, he only knew that Mrs. Chu was very short of money and supplies, and there was no place near here to meet them.

Li Minglou said: "Go see Han Xu, and then do business with Jiannan Dao." ”

Jiang Liang's eyes lit up, and he stroked his palm: "Jiannan Road is blessed, grain and mines are abundant, and Mrs. is worry-free." ”

He was coveting Xiang Nan's wife's generosity, thinking about how to write a letter to persuade Xiang Nan to get more money from his wife to subsidize the poor and delicate Mrs. Chu Guo.

I didn't expect Mrs. Chu to do it herself.

Li Minglou smiled: "It may not be smooth." ”

"What's wrong with that." Jiang Liang said, "Han Xu refuses to give it for nothing, isn't it okay to spend money?" Ruthless and unrighteous so soon? ”

He said as he rolled up his sleeves.

"I'm going to write to him to question him."

Li Minglou smiled slightly and said, "Don't question, write to him and ask him." Jian Nandao is not his after all, he is even willing and powerless, just let him help if he can, so that Lian Gongzi can do business smoothly and smoothly. ”

Jiang nodded: "I understand." "I'm going to write." ”

Li Minglou said: "Sir, don't worry, just come back and rest first." ”

Jiang Liang had already hurried out: "Don't be tired, don't be tired, don't wait for me." ”

Li Minglou looked at Jiang Liang's back and smiled.

"What does Miss think?" Motoyoshi asked.

Even if Xiaojun is gone, Li Minglou doesn't have to cover his face, Yuan Ji can see the smile on her face, and the smile is a little strange.

Li Minglou looked at the direction Jiang Liang left and said, "I've never seen him treat me so often before." ”

Previously, when was it referred to? Yuan Ji recalled that Jiang Liang and Liu Fan had been very energetic and energetic since they arrived at Miss's side, and they were full of energy and hard work.

In the past, it naturally refers to the time when he was by his side in the previous life, he came over to talk about the past and the present with her every day, and pointed out the country, and the daylight became slow and long in his words.

Li Minglou didn't say anything more, and Yuan Ji didn't ask again, and then asked the previous words: "Miss is worried about the ban on the Lian clan by the Metropolitan Governor back then?" After all, he didn't really do business with Lian's, he just borrowed his hand and let the little boy give clear instructions to the below. ”

Li Minglou shook his head and said: "If the command is clear, business will not be like business, Lian Xiaojun is too smart, he will definitely find problems." ”

Yuan Ji said: "Then what do you want the little boy to do?" ”

Li Minglou sat up straight and looked at the letter on the table: "Let him deal with it like his family really came to Jiannan Road to do business." ”

The Lian clan was driven out of Shuzhong by Li Feng'an and left their hometown, which can be said to be a great enmity.

Now that the big enemy Li Feng'an is dead, only the orphan and young master of Jiannan Road are left, and the Lian clan is killed back at this time, it is to do business and revenge, what should the little son Li Mingyu do?

Yuan Ji sighed lightly: "Then this is really a bad business." ”

Li Minglou smiled: "Of course, don't really get to the point where you live or die." ”

sighed lightly in her heart, in the previous life, according to her father's orders, Jiannandao and the Li family were even alive and dead, and she had changed in this life.

The identity of the Li family's generation can be used to shape loyalty and filial piety, and it can also be used to fight against Xiang Yun and Han Xu's guise, in addition to the surprises, Li Minghua and Lian Xiaojun both showed talents that she didn't know.

If there is a chance, she is not the only one who can change her fate.

Yuan Ji could see the sadness and tenderness in Miss's eyes, although he didn't think that Lian could treat Li as a relative, but he didn't stop Miss's tenderness, if Miss's tenderness was wrongly paid, he would just clear the person who paid wrongly, and nodded: "I'll explain it clearly to Li Min, Lin Qianguihua, and Miss will write a letter to Son." ”

Li Minglou said hello, Yuan Ji got up and came out, walked to the door and turned around, but saw Li Minglou still sitting at the table, and he was distracted.

In the past, I used to write a letter to my little son immediately, but what's wrong today?

Miss has something on her mind, she has always been distracted these days, Yuan Ji frowned, thinking about these far and near problems in Huainan Road and walked away.

The room was silent until Li Minglou sighed lightly, and the little boy standing by the door was busy with concern, seeing that Li Minglou was not in a daze this time, and looked at it with clear eyes.

"How many years has it been since Chengyuan?" Li Minglou asked.

Xiao Tong was even more worried in his heart, his wife was worse than distracted, and he didn't know the years.

"It's been six years since Chengyuan." He said cautiously.

Li Minglou didn't speak, got up and stood in front of the window, looking at the verdant plantain and slender jade bamboo, it has been three years since he came back to this life.

What was she doing at this time in her last life? What is Xiang Nan doing? What are Ming Yu, Jiang Liang, Liu Fan, Xiang Yun, the Emperor, and so on, all these people doing?

Han Xu, Yuan Ji.... It's dead.

What about even Xiaojun? What about the beard? Is it life or death? At least not to gain fame.

Li Minglou turned his head and looked at the unfolding and hanging map on the side, Wu Ya'er became famous, whether it was in this life or that life.

Many people are still the same fate in this life as in that life.

Li Minglou looked at the map, and his eyes fell on the capital, then, Ankang Mountain was about to die.

Two years later, in June of the eighth year of Chengyuan, Wu Ya'er fought with Ankang Mountain, and would shoot Ankang Mountain to death with his own hands, and the rebels of Ankang Mountain were divided by his son and his son-in-law and his generals.

Li Minglou's eyes fell on Xiangzhou again, so Wu Ya'er was about to die.

Two years later, Ankang Mountain was killed by Wu Ya'er, who welcomed the emperor back to the capital and was awarded the title of first candidate.

After the New Year, at the beginning of the ninth year of Chengyuan, Wu Ya'er suddenly fell ill and died.

Li Minglou closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she did ask at that time, the people said that Wu Ya'er was a violent illness, Jiang Liang and Mingyu wrote to say that Wu Ya'er was actually an old disease, he had been fighting for so many years, and it was not surprising that he was born and died.

But what is it about the old disease that is so menacing? Even the imperial doctor couldn't save him.

Is it a disease? Is it an injury? Is it one, or is it a cumulative accumulation of illness? Why did she ask Wu Ya'er, and also asked Xiao Wan to check carefully, Wu Ya'er did not have old injuries and diseases that could be fatal.

Or is it assassinated as Jiang Liangwei said?

Li Minglou opened his eyes and saw that he was no longer standing by the window, but walked to the inner room, and there was a set of white underwear hanging on the hanger.

Li Minglou's thoughtful brows suddenly stretched and turned into amazement.

Whatever the reason, in less than three years, Wu Ya'er will die.

Li Minglou stretched out his hand, his fingertips lightly touched the clothes, and he sent the clothes to her..... and his mother, wanting to show that he came to accompany them, but he soon could no longer be with them.

Li Minglou's fingertips rubbed and slid on his clothes, is this person really going to exist one day? Only the clothes remained.....

She only had his clothes.

Li Minglou retracted his fingertips and turned to walk out, and the little boy at the door of the hall looked at her nervously.

Li Minglou looked at him: "Ah Mao, grind ink." ”

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and ran over to study the ink.

Li Minglou sat on the table and wrote in front of the table, she didn't want this clothes, she wanted to guard this person.

“..... It's a chaotic situation, but I always think that the rebels are on the verge of decay and that we are bound to win a big victory....."

“..... Two years later, my mother and I went to your ....."

Writing this, Li Minglou's pen paused, in this way, she can personally guard, check what kind of illness he is, can prevent it, can be guarded, can prepare the doctor in advance......

Even if he is like King Zhao and King Lu, his life is unchangeable, and he still has to die, Li Minglou pinched the pen and stayed by his side, so that he could better gather his soldiers and horses.

Yes, that's right, that's it.

Li Minglou put pen to paper.

"Family, look forward to each other."