King Jing looked at Feng Zhirong so sensible, and he felt a little touched in his heart. After all, according to his experience of looking at several sisters, especially his sister, girls will always be willful and petty in their temper during this period until they are about to get married, but Feng Zhirong has never done so, which also makes him not know whether to be happy or worried.

Feng Zhirong pretended not to pay attention to the emotion in King Jing's eyes, and just said: "I usually don't have any skills, I can only read stupidly, as long as I can write on paper, I can memorize it, and it will be difficult to forget it, and these days are enough for me to memorize a few more books, I hope I can help you in the future." ”

King Jing didn't say anything more about this, but said, "Just go according to your own wishes." ”

Then, in a moment of silence, King Jing said again: "Today I have to go to the Qi Palace's mansion to discuss military affairs, and I will come to see you tomorrow." ”

Feng Zhirong nodded, insisting on personally sending King Jing to the door, until after returning to the room, Yuzhu and Fang Chun also prepared hot water and helped her wash and change clothes early. Yuzhu said again: "The poison in Miss's body has just been resolved, the most important thing is to rest, make up for the deficit of the body in the past ten days, this sleep will probably wake up early tomorrow morning, and the slave will prepare porridge and water in the kitchen, so that Miss will not be hungry." ”

"Thank you."

Feng Zhirong, who has long been accustomed to having no shelves these days, also said like Fang Chun: "What does the young lady want to do, the slaves and maids can follow at most, but now you have to rest well, don't worry about your body." With that, he lowered the curtain beside the bed, closed the door and went to work.

Feng Zhirong lay on the bed with her eyes open, although her body was a little heavy, she was still not too tired, and she also remembered the emperor's intention to agree with the ambitious King Jing to marry the concubine of the Ministry of Officials.

The emperor didn't want to raise an extra wolf cub and an old fox, keep them in his own circle, and finally kill or chop them according to his own will - it's just that if King Jing is really a man who doesn't know the sky, he sacrificed the second half of Zhao Mingyun's life......

Although Feng Zhirong and Zhao Mingyun are not very close to each other, they still have some feelings, and she can't help but recall what she looked like when she mentioned her marriage contract that day, and she also guessed that maybe Zhao Mingyun herself must have thought about it a lot - but marriage is the order of her parents and the words of the matchmaker after all, and as the daughter of a high-ranking official, she is also a chess piece and a bargaining chip, and she can decide her future life with a mouth and an idea of those nobles.

Feng Zhirong only felt that she was extremely lucky.

Although she was also secretly assigned to marry back then, at least she was lucky to meet King Jing and did like King Jing without knowing it, and King Jing seems to be treating herself well at least for now.

King Jing has great military achievements, and he is the concubine of the emperor and the empress, so his weight in the court and the royal family is also very sufficient, and he has no intention of fighting for power, which naturally reassures himself as a fiancée.

Although I don't know if there will be anything "unavoidable" in the future, looking at the situation in front of her, she seems to have plenty of time to step up her training, so that she can help him in the future.

Thinking about Zhao Mingyun just now, he now thinks about Zhao Guangben and the silk threads like spider webs that are involved in Zhao Guangben's position as the secretary.

In the final analysis, Feng Zhirong is still not happy to expose this relationship.

In her previous life, she was used to seeing such things in the industry, and there were pros and cons to such a relationship, and she thought that as long as she didn't overdo it, it was still a favor - not that she was too sophisticated and dirty, but that some people would have such a mind wandering in the gray area, or holding the idea of not falling into the field of outsiders, and the best way to control such a mind is to keep it within the range of being able to control it or not to go out of the right track.

As King Jing once told her a few days ago, officials and businessmen have some dealings with each other, in order to help each other in officialdom and shopping malls.

The same is naturally true between the officials of the imperial court, and it is based on a kind of favor to help each other in the workplace, but if the emperor cares......

Thinking of this, Feng Zhirong couldn't help but sigh softly towards the ceiling.

After all, this era is still under the rule of man, and although there are many problems in the country with the rule of law in later generations, there are still laws and examination systems that can make up for it, and because of the popularization of education, it is not too difficult to pick a person to fill in first. But looking at this era, there are probably not many people who are really clean at hand—even if they look at the future generations, and there are only so many scholars in this contemporary era, so if the emperor really wants to change, it may really hurt the country's foundation at that time.

And if you think about it, it's far away.

After all, the transformation and transformation of concepts may be gradual, but the human mind has been like that for thousands of years - whether it is for fame or ambition, in short, it is an obsession and a trouble, but at the same time, it cannot be completely devoid of obsession. People themselves live because of their obsessions, and if they take another 10,000 steps back, if they don't have attachments, they can't build a society that everyone is used to today.

Feng Zhirong only felt that the more she thought about it, the heavier her head became.

At first, Feng Zhirong was just peeling away the riddles of the north and playing a game of puzzles, but at the end of the draw - that is, the current evolution of things - she found that the silk thread she was holding on to was probably the pillar of the country!

Fortunately, King Jing told her that the emperor had not yet made it clear about this matter, and only mentioned it lightly with him, and he just had to pay more attention, and the important thing at the moment was to assist in translating and sorting out the military affairs in the north......

At this time, the basis for thinking in her mind was that she was a person from Daye and a minister of Daye, and her self in her previous life was just a long and clear memory.

Feng Zhirong did not realize at this time that she had already become a contemporary ten years after her reincarnation, that is, in the eleventh year, almost completely.

Feng Zhirong was trying to think that Zhao Guangben, the secretary of the ministry, was originally a not simple character, although he had not yet sat in the position of this scholar when Yang Dong began to be promoted, but until a year ago, Yang Dong's official position was on the rise - this new official took office three fires, even if Zhao Guang was a very sophisticated fox and did not think of liquidating the things that were created in front of him, Yang Dong's step-by-step promotion should always have something to do with him, not to mention that Zhao Guangben and Yang Dong are old acquaintances, although they do not avoid relatives, but they are too eye-catching.

Zhao Guang could have been so stupid?