The beauty opened her mouth slightly, and the shell teeth bit out a light white mark on the pink lip flap, and then lifted it with a little crystal smooth shell tooth, and the lip flap was full of blood, like the bloody rose.

She looked up at the young man, her jade eyes were red at the same time, and her eyes were full of anger: "You bastard, you actually let me."

She was too embarrassed to say the latter words.

"Ahem."

Chen Mo, who had already sorted it out, coughed lightly twice, hurriedly brought the tea, handed it to Xia Zhining, and said, "Zhining, gargle."

"I'll settle accounts with you later." Xia Zhining took the tea and muttered, then came to the bronze mirror, sorted out her clothes and hair, and after walking out of the study, she spit out the tea in her mouth, raised her hand and wiped the corners of her mouth, she was really angry, she turned around and scolded "bastard" before leaving.

……

Xia Zhining took a deep breath, and then squeezed out a smile, the more at this time, the more calm she became, she pushed the door and walked into the wing.

Xia Zhiqing sat in front of a strip-shaped sandalwood table, on which there was a book spread out, holding a copper hand stove in her arms, the hand stove was wrapped in a cyan brocade bag, and when she heard the movement, she glanced up, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Seeing that her sister's face was bright and bright, like a spring flower, like a freshly blooming stamen, Xia Zhiqing's beautiful eyes paused, and asked, "Zhining, where have you been?" ”

"Didn't you say go to the toilet?"

"Why is it so long?" Xia Zhiqing had already found out that something was wrong with her sister, because she deliberately went to the thatched house to see, and deliberately called a few times, but she didn't hear a response, and then she looked inside, and there was no one at all.

"Diarrhea." Xia Zhining said without blushing and without a heartbeat, and then called Chunhong and asked her to prepare a hot bath.

Bathing and changing clothes after going to the toilet is a very common thing for nobles.

Xia Zhiqing has not been debunked for the time being.

……

Charlin.

With the onset of winter, the temperature plummets.

Today's winter is generally considered to be colder than the previous two years.

Due to the unusually high temperature and drought in the summer in the past two years, the people of the north have an illusion, as if there is no autumn, and suddenly transition from summer to winter.

The Heavenly Master sergeant under Yang Minggui snorted in the mist, rubbed his hands, opened the stainless steel lock outside the gate of the resettlement camp, and then instinctively covered his nose, pushed open the gate, and suddenly, a smell of feces and urine permeated the air.

Due to the fluctuation of the people some time ago, when the people rest at night, when the people return to the resettlement camp, the Heavenly Master Army will lock it outside.

As a result, once someone gets up at night, it can only be solved in the resettlement camp.

The soldier covered his nose, picked up the iron rod on the side, and said while banging on the door: "Don't sleep, don't sleep, it's time to get up and work!" ”

In the resettlement camp, the pig-like people snuggled up to each other, huddled together, the straw under them was already damp, they heard the shouts of the soldiers, opened their sleepy eyes, walked like walking corpses on the leaky straw sandals, endured hunger and cold, and walked out.

The howling cold wind swept in from outside, and they couldn't help but hug their arms and shiver.

A middle-aged man saw that his companion next to him didn't get up, so he raised his hand and patted it, and said, "Fusheng, get up, if it's late, you will have to be whipped again." ”

After speaking, he put on straw sandals by himself.

But when he finished putting on the straw sandals, the man he called Fusheng didn't react, so he turned Fusheng's body lying on his side and said, "I'm still asleep, I'm awake." ”

Soon, an exclamation rang out in the camp.

"What's it called!" The Celestial Master sergeant took the iron rod and walked over dissatisfied.

"Rich gave birth to him, he died." The middle-aged man pointed to the rich man and said with a sad face.

After the Heavenly Master sergeant approached, he squatted down to check it, and then frowned, knowing that he was frozen to death again, he stood up and scolded and said, "Death is death, haven't you seen a dead person?" What a fuss. ”

After saying that, he walked towards the outside of the resettlement camp, intending to report to the above.

Recently, in Xia Lin, more and more people have frozen to death, and among those who have frozen, there are not only the people in the resettlement camp, but also the sergeants of the Heavenly Master.

Of course, more people froze to death.

Yang Minggui is speeding up the construction of the Heavenly King Palace, which has consumed a lot of manpower and material resources, and he is not rich in hand, and he is extremely deductive to the people below, not to mention the people who are working.

Many people can't wear winter clothes, and those who wear winter clothes are also sent by their families.

And this kind of thing is not frost resistant at all.

At temperatures of more than 10 degrees below zero, many people wore only two single clothes made of coarse linen, ate little, worked tired, and dozens or hundreds of people died every day.

Under this kind of high coercive oppression, Yang Minggui didn't care about whether this group of people would rebel at all, he only cared about the increasing amount of work.

Xu Mu noticed it and reminded him, but Yang Minggui ignored it in order to catch up with the construction deadline.

Why the Heavenly Master Army was able to succeed was not because of the support of thousands of toiling people, they were oppressed by the imperial court and couldn't stand it, so they reversed.

And now, they are also oppressed by Yang Minggui and can't stand it.

At noon, the people who finished their work saw that the lunch was gruel and wild vegetables, and the rice grains in it were very sparse, and some people expressed their dissatisfaction.

But because when expressing dissatisfaction, the voice was a little louder, and he was immediately whipped mercilessly by the overseer.

But no one expected that the beaten man, armed with a sharp weapon, used a sharp short wooden thorn to kill the overseer.

This person's name is Li Youwen, and his parents wanted him to become a literate person, but they didn't expect to grow up to become a pig slaughterer in the slaughterhouse.

Li Youwen is very righteous, and after being forcibly recruited as a civil husband, he often helps his companions around him, so he has a certain reputation among the people.

So, a riot was staged in the Heavenly King's Palace.

But this kind of unprepared riot.

In the end, it ended in a fiasco.

Yang Minggui, who was furious, killed Li Youwen's head with a knife, and some of the leaders were also ruthlessly killed.

In order to deter this group of refugees, Yang Minggui used the heads of these people to build a Jingguan in the open space in front of the Heavenly King's Palace.

Xu Mu was afraid that something would happen, so he proposed to reward the three armies and all the people with food, and signaled to reduce the workload, improve the accommodation environment of the resettlement camp, and explained the harm of not doing so.

Yang Minggui gritted his teeth and agreed, this time it was a heavy hemorrhage, so he wanted to find someone to share it.

If you look up, you can't do it, you can only go down.

Down, there is only Chen Mo from Pingting County.

He approached Xu Mu to discuss.

"Qu Shuai, I'm afraid Chen Mo won't agree this time. The Heavenly Master has appointed him as one of the thirty-six Fang Qu Shuai, taking over Song Niu's position, although he is only a small Fang Qu Shuai, but in terms of level, he is at the same level as Qu Shuai, and he no longer has to obey your orders. Xu Mudao.

Hearing this, Yang Minggui frowned, and immediately said: "Ben Shuai has the grace to promote him, in Yuzhou, if Ben Shuai didn't make him one of the deputy generals in the five armies, would he have a chance to become Qu Shuai?" He can have today, because of his own merit.

And Ben Shuai gave him Qingting County, Qingting County is rich in resources, and there is a salt lake, he took a big advantage, he should remember Ben Shuai's favors, and now Ben Shuai has a request for him, how can he do this ruthless and unrighteous act.

Besides, although he and Ben Shuai are at the same level, but after all, he is only a small party, he is a six-rank martial artist, and Ben Shuai is a fourth-grade martial artist, so he dares to disagree? ”

Hearing this, Xu Mu frowned, and then said: "Having said that, we have already opened his mouth a few times, if there is no justifiable reason, it will not sound good to say it." ”

"So isn't Ben Shuai consulting with the military advisor?" Yang Minggui said with a smile.

Xu Mu walked back and forth, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said: "Qu Shuai, yes, this year is about to pass, in the final analysis, whether it is Qingting or Pingting County, it is Qu Shuai's territory, and when you nodded, he can occupy Pingting, so Qu Shuai can collect next year's tax from him."

In this way, the name is justified, even if it makes trouble to the Heavenly Master, it is impeccable. ”

"Good." Yang Minggui put his arm around Xu Mu's shoulders, and said with his eyebrows fluttering: "I knew that the military advisor had an idea." ”

……

December 16th.

Pingting County, the weather is clear, and the wind is smooth.

Chen Mo finally ushered in a sunny day, greedily absorbing the purple energy of the sun that had not been seen for many days.

After absorbing the purple qi of the sun, he shot most of the morning's arrows before he came to the yamen slowly.

But who knows how long he didn't sit down, Xia Zhining came over and asked him why he didn't act.

It turned out to be in a hurry.

After all, when Xia Zhining agreed to Chen Mo's method before, she had a lot of courage.

Now every day that passes, for Xia Zhining, it is a great torture.

Xia Zhining was wearing a cyan skirt, her lush hair was curled up in a peach bun with a wall hosta, her jade face was beautiful, Chen Mo also saw that she also had light makeup on her face, obviously when she came to see him, she had also specially prepared.

Chen Mo pulled her into his arms and sat on his lap, of course, he didn't forget to play in the mountains and rivers, pecked at the corner of her lips, and said, "Don't worry, mountain people have their own tricks." ”

……

On the other side, Xia Zhiqing looked at the snowy scene outside the window, and suddenly inspiration surged, and when she wanted to write a poem, there was a sudden knock on the door: "Big lady." ”

It's spring red.

"Enter." was interrupted, Xia Zhiqing frowned slightly, but unlike her sister, she didn't have a trace of anger in her heart.

Chunhong walked in slowly, holding a bag in her hand, bowed down and handed it to Xia Zhiqing, and said, "Big lady, this is what the master asked me to hand over to you." ”

The master in Chunhong's mouth is Chen Mo.

Xia Zhiqing's delicate body was shocked, and she subconsciously asked, "What is inside?" ”

"This is the master to the eldest lady, how can the slave know." Chunhong Road.

Xia Zhiqing took it, and was just about to open it, thinking of something, and said, "Let's go down first." ”

After Chunhong retreated, Xia Zhiqing took out a folded handkerchief from her bag, and when she opened it, there was a snow-white jade bracelet inside, just like her skin.

She picked up the bracelet and was wondering what Chen Mo wanted to do with this thing for her.

Suddenly I saw a poem on a handkerchief.

There are beautiful women in the snow, and the delicate face is absolutely red dust.

If the god is like the spring lake water, the eyebrows are better than the spring Dai Mountain.

The water lotus is invincible, and the heart is pitiful.

Acacia has become a disease, and the Iraqi people still don't hear it.

(End of chapter)