After seeing off Wang Ling and Yangchengyan, Liu Ying walked out of the Qingliang Hall alone and stood on the remote platform outside the main hall of Weiyang Palace.

Holding the stone fence in front of him with both hands, looking condescendingly into the distance, Liu Ying's eyes were only full of bursts of exhaustion and feelings.

In the past two years, many changes have occurred in the Chang'an court.

The prince of Tingwei Ji is no longer harmful;

Fengchang's uncle and grandson are dead;

The late king, Liu Xixu, the Marquis of Heyang;

Fu Kuan, the Marquis of Yangling, and Zhou Chang, Marquis of Fenyin, Huainan, also died······

All the close ministers who appeared around the former emperor Liu Bang with a high frequency in the Taizu Gao Dynasty almost died of old age.

And now, the second Han Prime Minister Pingyang Hou Cao Shen is also about to usher in the end of his life.

Looking at familiar people one by one, walking towards death step by step, Liu Ying couldn't say what it felt like in her heart at all.

But with the passage of time, the road to prosperity that Liu Ying carefully built for the Han family is also moving forward in an orderly manner.

Shaofu's official grain and rice have come to their seventh year; Among them, the item of 'storing grain on behalf of the people' is close to the end of its historical mission.

In two more years, the amount of grain stored by the people of Guanzhong in Shaofu will fall below 10 million stone according to the prediction of the court, and the matter of Shaofu's 'grain storage on behalf of the people' can be completely declared over.

More and more people do not store their grain in Shaofu, which also means that more and more people have the ability to build their own grain and store grain;

In other words, more and more farmers in Guanzhong have a certain degree of anti-risk ability.

The grain price in Guanzhong, under Liu Ying's 'step by step', officially fell below 50 yuan after the autumn harvest last year, and came to a historical low of 40 yuan for the purchase price and 42 yuan for the sale price.

That's right.

- Nowadays, the profit of the Shaofu government's grain and rice is two yuan per stone of grain;

The prime minister's treasury and the young government's treasury can each get a penny.

Ultra-low profit margins naturally mean ultra-high friendliness to farmers.

It is no exaggeration to say that more than ninety percent of the peasants in Guanzhong are no longer worried about having enough to eat.

Not only did he not worry about being full, but he even began to have spare money to buy cloth and buy new clothes for his wife and children at home!

The focus of Shaofu's profits has gradually shifted from grain to salt, iron, and cloth, which have long begun to show their prominence.

Needless to say, salt, like food, is a necessity for the people's lives;

Especially under the premise that Liu Ying's pioneering use of 'drying the sea to get salt' greatly reduces the production cost of coarse salt, the profit margin of salt, even after Liu Ying pressed it again and again, still reached an appalling 500%!

——A pound of coarse salt, which costs less than 30 yuan to make and transport, can be sold for 150 yuan anywhere in the world, and it is still slow!

As for iron, under Liu Ying's guidance, it did not become a 'state-owned commodity', but became a strategic material reserve for the Shaofu's internal funds.

The most important thing to mention is the cloth.

At this moment, standing on the remote platform, Liu Ying can also clearly see that in the Shaofu workshop in the northwest corner of Weiyang Palace, there are still weavers coming and going, coloring the plain cloth that has been woven;

In Liu Ying's view, the East and West Weaving Rooms, which are specially responsible for the production of cloth and have tens of thousands of weavers and hundreds of thousands of official and slave laborers, are the inexhaustible central money printing machines of the Han Dynasty!

Like grain and salt, cloth is also a necessity of life;

Although it is not as indispensable as food and salt, nor is it a daily consumable like the former, as long as the industrial revolution does not come, the cloth market of the Han dynasty will never be saturated.

The reason is very simple: know etiquette when you are full, and know honor and disgrace when you have enough food and clothing.

- No matter how poor the person is, he must have clothes to cover his shame;

- Those who are a little more well-off need new clothes to support the façade;

If conditions permit, no one will mind preparing a few more sets of clothes and changing them more diligently.

The grain official camp gradually withdrew from the historical stage, and the salt and cloth were seamlessly connected, almost announcing that the Han Shaofu would not be able to worry about 'money' in the next 100 years.

And while Shaofu was making money, he did not delay Liu Ying's sacred mission of being rich.

The people of Guanzhong are basically able to eat their stomachs;

Most of the people in Guanzhong have been able to dress warmly, and even a considerable number of them have begun to have the ability to pursue 'decent dressing';

Eat well and dress warmly;

Two seemingly commonplace, but in fact extremely difficult goals for the feudal dynasty, under the leadership of Liu Ying, the Han family, at least in the Guanzhong region, gradually approached reality.

But after all this, Liu Ying didn't feel excited at all, nor did she feel half proud;

The first thing Liu Ying thought of was her mother Lu Pheasant, who was still in Changle Palace and had not yet walked out of the palace gate······

"Your Majesty, but do you miss your mother again?"

When his mind was scattered, a childish and crisp inquiry sounded, and Liu Ying realized that his eyes had focused on the Changle Palace on the other side of Zhangtai Street at some point.

There, dwelt a great woman;

There, 'close' is the greatest woman in the 5,000-year-old history of China······

"It's okay for me."

It was difficult to hide her loneliness and reply, but Liu Ying did not turn around, and let the queen Zhang Yan, who had just turned thirteen, put a thin cloak on her shoulders.

In the past two years, similar scenes have been staged on this remote platform more than once······

"Have you ever visited your sister in the past few days?"

Asked softly, Liu Ying finally forced herself to walk out of the emotional trough, turned around leisurely, leaned her back against the stone fence on the outside of the lookout platform, and gently hugged Zhang Yan around her waist.

Seeing his wife's face flushed with shame in front of her, the loneliness in Liu Ying's heart couldn't help but be dispelled a little.

"I've been there."

"My sister said that the queen mother was all right in the palace, and asked my sister to ask your majesty how well she was······"

replied shyly, Zhang Yan finally couldn't bear the shame, struggled gently, and broke free from Liu Ying's hands;

But he didn't go far, but naturally came to Liu Ying's side, leaned against the stone fence like Liu Ying, and gently hugged Liu Ying's arm.

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Liu Ying let out a long sigh again, and the loneliness that dissipated before dissipated, and involuntarily climbed up her brows.

With the adaptation period in the past few years, the intricate generational relationship between Zhang Yan and Liu Ying has finally been perfectly resolved under the wonderful tacit understanding of the husband and wife.

- Marry a husband and follow a husband.

The Queen Mother Lu Pheasant is Liu Ying's mother, so Zhang Yan is also called Lu Pheasant's mother;

Princess Lu Yuan is Liu Ying's sister, so Zhang Yan is also called Liu Le's sister.

Of course, in private, Zhang Yan should still call her grandmother grandmother, and her mother should be called mother.

But when it comes to formal occasions, there is finally a set of conventional ways to call grandma mother-in-law (queen mother), and mother sister-in-law (sister).

As for the identity problem that he has never been able to mind in his previous life, in this life, he has already been overcome by Liu Ying.

The reason is also very simple: Liu Ying and Zhang Yan are not related by blood;

Since there is no blood relationship, Liu Ying doesn't care so much about the complicated relationship in the generations.

- Liu Ying still remembers clearly: In later generations, Liu Ying also had many extremely embarrassing clan relationships, but had to be helpless to accept and face.

For example, when she was seven years old, one of Liu Ying's nieces and grandchildren died at the age of seventy and four;

When he was eleven years old, a certain uncle of Liu Ying came to the world, and the boy's urine even nourished Liu Ying's face;

Even at the age of twenty-four, Liu Ying finally fell in love, and when she got to the point of talking about marriage, she found that her girlfriend was also on her own genealogy!

According to her seniority, Liu Ying still has to call her girlfriend too grandma······

Compared with those 'dark' years, now she is only married to her niece, and she is sure that her niece who has no blood relationship will be the queen, and for Liu Ying, she has no ideological burden.

It's just that due to Zhang Yan's age, Liu Ying has always only smelled the fragrance of flowers from afar, and has never had the idea of 'playing profane'.

Fortunately, Liu Ying's kindness also moved the little queen very much, and instead of feeling sorry for herself, she became closer to Liu Ying.

In the past few years, whenever Liu Ying was lonely, she would come to this remote platform, condescendingly look at the Weiyang Palace, and then look at Chang'an City outside the palace, and finally don't forget to take a look at Changle Palace from afar.

And every time Liu Ying ascends the remote platform, without exception, she will wait for the figure of the queen Zhang Yan, as well as one cloak after another to avoid the cold.

- It is clear that there has never been a husband and wife, but this little wife has already lived like an old husband and wife.

Feeling Zhang Yan's concern, Liu Ying was not pretentious, forced out a smile, and gently pulled up Zhang Yan's snow-white and flawless soft wattle, and put it in the palm of her hand to caress and play with it;

On the side of the weak-crowned emperor, the thirteen-year-old queen Zhang Yan was shy and coquettish.

Time is like a pool of stagnant water, as if it has completely stopped flowing at this moment, and for this dull and warm moment, I have all I have;

It wasn't until the corners of Queen Zhang Yan's eyebrows quietly wrinkled that Liu Ying finally reluctantly lowered her head, let go of the soft hair that was lovely, and smiled softly and brushed the broken hair behind her ears for his wife.

"But what's wrong with the palace?"

The gentle tone sounded on the distant platform, but it caused the little queen to pout with a little worry, and then fell to her side a little helplessly, and crashed into Liu Ying's chest.

"Recently, Gong'er, I seem to have some dislike······"

Hearing this, Liu Ying opened her arms indifferently, pulled the cloak on her shoulders through the corner, and gently wrapped Zhang Yan in her arms, revealing only the little head that still exuded a little worry.

"Children, one day is happy and the other day is sad, it's not a strange thing."

The gentle reassurance made Zhang Yan shake her head in distress, and then raised her head with hesitation, looking at her husband who was lowering her head and squeezing out her double chin.

"In the palace, there seem to be some rumors······

"Who seems to be it, what did Yu Gong'er say······"

Hearing this, Liu Yingben subconsciously wanted to say something, but suddenly remembered the past incident back then, and even the hand that was soothing Zhang Yan's back couldn't help but stay in mid-air!

seemed to feel Liu Ying's reaction, but Zhang Yan didn't raise her head, only greedily squeezed her little head into Liu Ying's arms.

At an angle that Zhang Yan couldn't see, in the eyes of Liu Ying, the son of heaven, there was already a touch of coldness that resembled the Empress Dowager Lu Pheasant······

"It's okay······"

"It's okay·········"

"Children don't have to worry about such miscellaneous things···········

"I'm ·········"

"I'm in ··············"

With the low tone of the Son of Heaven, Zhang Yan finally poked her head forward again and buried herself completely in Liu Ying's arms.

But not far away, the eunuch Ling Chuntuo's face had changed drastically, and under Liu Ying's cold gaze, he turned around in horror and trotted down the long steps outside the Xuanshu Palace.

Little by little, time passed.

There was a figure one after another, and they were wringed their hands by one after another forbidden martial arts guards, and they were escorted to Liu Ying only ten steps away from him;

Among these people, there are also concubines' maidservants, female officials in the palace, eunuchs from temples, and officials in the palace.

The only thing that is no different is that these people, without exception, are all gagged with pieces of tight cloth, their cheeks bulging, and they always exert all their strength, and they can only make a slight 'hmm' sound.

I don't know how long it took, and the surroundings around the remote platform were almost filled with the figures of these people;

The eunuch Ling Chuntuo's panicked figure also appeared again under the long steps outside the Xuanshu Palace.

Patiently waiting for Chun Tuo to walk up the long steps, obviously out of breath, but forced himself to press his heavy breath and stepped forward, Liu Ying only stared deeply into the depths of Chun Tuo's gaze.

Just one eye;

It's just a glance at each other, and Chun Tuo seems to have all the strength in his body, all of which have been drained by some mysterious power!

Just when Chuntuo couldn't support his body, and the ghost was thinking about whether to let himself roll down the long street, Liu Ying indifferently withdrew his gaze, gently hugged the queen Zhang Yan, and turned to the direction outside the distant platform.

As the sun sets, the bright red sunset hangs in the sky, lining the little lovers on the distant platform with great affection and sweetness;

But less than ten steps behind the two of them, there were also bright reds one after another, declaring one life after another, buried in this great inner forbidden······

After a long time, the pungent smell of blood wafted in, causing Liu Ying to subconsciously raise her hand and hug Zhang Yan in her arms tighter;

But after the smell of blood became more and more pungent, Liu Ying still didn't look back, just hugged Zhang Yan sideways, and silently walked down the long steps.

From this day on, Liu Ying has never been to this remote platform again.

Even in the Qingliang Palace, Liu Ying never came again.

calmly sent Zhang Yan back to the Jiaofang Palace, and the figure of Liu Ying, the son of heaven, appeared outside the Changle Palace.

Two years.

After two years, Liu Ying finally appeared outside Changle Palace again.

It's just that today, Liu Ying didn't come alone.

- Liu Gong, the eldest son of the emperor, was also taken by the angry Son of Heaven······

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