The big barrels in the warehouse, when the lid of the barrel is lifted, is white, and it is like seeing snow in this hot July.

The girl's calm and quiet voice sounded in everyone's ears: "Sugar must be protected from light and moisture, this is not only white sugar, all sugar is the same......"

Emperor Xingyuan looked at the buckets of white sugar and felt refreshed, and ordered people to take sugar for the ministers to taste.

The white sugar in the white porcelain dish looked refreshing, and the ministers tasted it faster than the other.

I heard that many colleagues are willing to spend a few silver to buy a pound of sugar, cough, including the old mother and yellow-faced women who urged them to get some white sugar and go home, and now they can earn it by eating one more bite.

"How does it taste?" Emperor Xingyuan asked expectantly.

"Back to Your Majesty, it's the same as what I tasted that day." Tobe Shangshu said loudly.

The others squinted at him.

Why are you so loud?

Especially the Ministry of Rites, looking at the Ministry of Household Books is particularly unpleasant.

They are all victims of the New Deal, old than this traitor!

"Your Majesty, please taste it." After tasting it, Sun Yan presented the sugar to Emperor Xingyuan.

Emperor Xingyuan personally tasted it, and laughed loudly: "Okay, it's ready to be delivered!" ”

The ministers congratulated one after another: "Congratulations to Your Majesty." ”

When he left, the minister got a pound of sugar, the concubines in the palace ranged from two to one pound, the eldest princess of Zhaoyang got two pounds, and the queen mother sent five pounds.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve, Emperor Xingyuan chilled the Empress Dowager for a while, and as the Empress Dowager later became ill, it naturally eased. This is the old saying, there is no overnight feud between mother and son, although Emperor Xingyuan knew that the queen mother's illness might be pretended, and it was impossible to deal with the old mother who was almost old.

Over there in Cining Palace, the Queen Mother glanced at the porcelain jar containing sugar, and her face was pale: "This is the white sugar that the girl made up?" ”

The henchman was afraid that the queen mother would be unhappy with the emperor again, so she hurriedly said: "I heard that many people want to taste this white sugar, but they can't buy it with silver." The emperor still thinks about you, and he will send so much as soon as he sends it. ”

The Queen Mother's expression eased a little, and she raised her chin: "Open it and let the mourning family take a look." ”

The lid of the jar was lifted, revealing sugar as white as frost and snow.

The Queen Mother looked surprised: "Such a white sugar? ”

The palace maid brought a plate and took some sugar, and waited for the queen mother to taste.

As soon as the sweet sugar is in the mouth, the queen mother showed a satisfied expression: "Go and melt it with water, make a glass of sugar water." ”

Soon the sugar water brewed by the white sugar came, and the Queen Mother drank it all in one gulp, commenting: "This sugar water is sweet and pure, and it tastes better than honey." ”

Thinking about it again, it was made of Xinyu, and the smile on the corner of the queen mother's mouth was closed, and she said lightly: "It's the same as her mother, but she can make trouble." ”

She suddenly remembered the gold and silver that her daughter-in-law had made in exchange for the things she had made, and even the better her son was getting better, and the better she was getting better......

The Queen Mother retracted her thoughts and didn't want to think about it anymore. She has today, relying on her son's ability, and the most annoying thing is that someone mentions the credit of her daughter-in-law.

A refugee girl is still terrible, if it wasn't for his family to take him in, I don't know what it would have become.

The eldest princess of Zhaoyang, who received the sugar, grabbed her son and said: "You toss blindly every day, you almost blew yourself up that day, it is better to learn from your cousin, whether it is a book or sugar, it is something that can make people feel happy." ”

Kong Rui looked innocent: "My son won't do that." ”

My cousin knows a lot, maybe his firearms shop can pull my cousin along......

The eldest princess of Zhaoyang knew what her son was thinking at a glance, and immediately slapped the table: "Don't pull your cousin to mess around!" What if you hurt your cousin? ”

Kong Rui had no choice but to put his mind away: "My son knows." ”

"Again-" The eldest princess of Zhaoyang glanced at her uncompetitive son, hating that iron is not steel, "I heard that Prince Baori shakes in front of your cousin every day, can't you learn it?" ”

Originally, she was expecting a pair of children to be happy with each other after getting along for a long time, but later guessed that Ayu was happy with Changle Hou, and felt sorry for her son.

But after a long time, she didn't see anything between Ayu and Changlehou, and her thoughts about her son and Ayu rising again.

As a result, as soon as Prince Baori came, she immediately realized the gap between the wooden son and the family.

If you let a foreign boy marry Ayu, it's really painful!

Disliked by his mother, Kong Rui touched his nose: "My son wants to ask my cousin to be a staff officer, but you don't allow it." Oh, I suddenly remembered that there was something else in the yamen—"

Kong Rui slipped away, leaving the eldest princess of Zhaoyang to roll her eyes angrily.

The horse's hooves clicked, and after He Qingxiao entered the city, he saw that the front was particularly lively, and words like "Miss Xin" vaguely floated into his ears, tugged on the reins, and ordered his entourage to go down and inquire.

After a while, his subordinates returned: "Lord Huiyu, it is a new gambling game, and when will Prince Baori win the heart of Miss Xin." ”

He Qingxiao's hand holding the reins tightened, and his voice was very light: "This kind of thing, the whole capital is paying attention to it?" ”

"Prince Baori is from Xiling, for the sake of Miss Xin, who is famous in the capital......"

He Qingxiao glanced at the crowded crowd, changed directions to speed up, and went straight to the imperial city.

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Changle has returned to Beijing to ask for a meeting."

When Emperor Xingyuan heard this, he immediately ordered someone to come in.

"Wechen has seen Your Majesty."

"Hurry up." Emperor Xingyuan looked at the young man who was kneeling on one knee, and he was in an urgent mood.

This is the result of the tax collection of the New Deal pilot in the South.

He Qingxiao got up and took out an account book from his arms: "The collection of summer grain in the south has been completed, please take a look at it." ”

Sun Yan quickly took the account book and presented it to Emperor Xingyuan.

Emperor Xingyuan saw the total amount of taxes, and his pupils shrank: "So much? ”

The southern part of the country, which is used as a pilot area, is a fertile place for fertile land, which has been the focus of tax revenue over the years. In previous years, the summer grain tax revenue in these places was about one million taels of silver, which could almost account for sixty-one percent of the national summer tax. And now Emperor Xingyuan saw the number, nearly four million taels!

"Quickly pass on the Hubu Shangshu and others to enter the palace, and there is still a hard time to be edicted!"

Waiting for the time for the ministers to come, Emperor Xingyuan repeatedly confirmed, lest he rejoice in the air.

"The minister took the first step to report to His Majesty, and He Yushi and others escorted the tax silver, and it will arrive in a few days in the evening."

"Okay, good, you've worked hard at night."

Emperor Xingyuan was in a good mood, and suddenly found that the young man in front of him was indeed born well.

Tall and straight, handsome and extraordinary, well, only a little worse than when he was younger.

After that, the ministers arrived one after another, and found that He Qingxiao was taken aback.

Is Changle Hou back?

At this time, the voice of the tong sounded: "Xin waits for the edict—"

Everyone couldn't help but look at the door.

Under the cover of many eyes, He Qingxiao carefully cast a hidden eye of longing at the girl wearing a green official uniform and a simple bun.

"The minister has seen Your Majesty."

After saluting, Xin Yu got up and smiled generously at He Qingxiao: "Lord He is back." ”