11 Chapter 11

The night cicadas in the bamboo forest were awakened in an instant, and they chirped, and the hazy and indifferent mist on Wang Shuhuai's body seemed to be broken by this chirp, and his deep eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Slowly meet her gaze.

Apricot eyes were full of light smiles, no different from the past.

Even every word speaks to his heart.

Just now he was still thinking that in order to weigh his official duties and heirs, it would be better to set a rule with her, Xie has always been virtuous, and he will definitely agree to him, but now, the same words were said by her in a gentle and considerate tone, and there was a slight discomfort in his heart.

He didn't know if he should be glad he had an understanding wife at this moment.

Wang Shuhuai's mood is rarely complicated.

Xie Yunchu saw that he didn't speak for a while, blinked and asked softly, "What's the matter, Second Master?" ”

As if he shouldn't hesitate.

His wife snatched his words, Wang Shuhuai had nothing to say, slowly stretched his eyebrows, and said, "Okay." There was a hint of imperceptible helplessness in the final note.

Everyone is here, and he is set for the fifteenth day of the first year, whether it is too considerate or for the sake of the side, he has no time to study deeply, as long as he is not out of line, he will tolerate it, and he doesn't care.

Wang Shuhuai turned around and left Chunjingtang.

Xie Yunchu leaned on the partition door and stretched out a big waist, and went into the bathroom to wash.

She didn't expect her to say this, Wang Shuhuai could have an extra expression, and he rarely even showed emotions other than calm in front of her, as if she was not worth his thoughts.

Twice a month, a total of six times before he left Beijing, in his previous life, he was also pregnant with Brother Jue during this time, and when she gave birth to Brother Jue, she took the initiative to give Wang Shuhuai a concubine, and she didn't have to entertain him anymore.

In the past few days at Xie's house, Xie Yunchu filled his stomach, bathed and changed clothes, and slept comfortably.

Den.

Wang Shuhuai entered the house with his hand, and the secret guard followed in and handed over a secret letter, which was top-secret from the color of Chu Hong.

He came to the table with a solemn expression, opened the small box under the table, took out a thin blade, and gently cut the wax seal, the letter inside slipped down, and there was not a word on the letter, Wang Shuhuai poured a bottle of special colorless medicinal oil on it, and the white paper and black words on it quickly flashed, Wang Shuhuai finished reading, and the scabbard-like eyebrows were faintly heavy.

Seeing that he looked bad, the secret guard asked worriedly, "Childe, what happened?" ”

Wang Shuhuai spread the letter, and the secret guard poked his head, swept ten lines at a glance, and couldn't help but sigh.

Since the DPRK and the Central Committee proposed to rebuild the fish scale atlas and re-measure the fields, the various factions have been surging, the old and new forces are pouring into each other, the old faction of nobles has stubbornly adhered to the old rules, and tried to stop it on the grounds that the new policy may bring turmoil, while the sharp and enterprising officials of the new faction have shouted that they must get rid of the malpractice of taxation as soon as possible and fill the treasury.

The emperor was attacked by two factions all day long and was miserable, and at this stall, the wealthy family in Jiangnan went to Beijing to bribe the eldest princess with a lot of money to try to stop the new deal.

"Childe, will Your Majesty listen to the eldest princess?"

Wang Shuhuai's slender fingers pinched the secret letter, and slowly sent it to the silver ray, the corners of his lips pulled out a slight arc of a sneer, and the spark immediately jumped up, and the cluster of fireworks that bloomed suddenly lifted the warmth and modesty covering his pupils, revealing its original background.

"Your Majesty is convinced of the eldest princess, and she has always put safety first, and the reason why she agreed to rebuild the atlas this time was also roasted on the fire by Zhang Gelao, and she had to do it."

"If the eldest princess comes forward, rebuilding the fish scale atlas will become a piece of paper. The treasury is not surplus, the foundation of the DPRK is unstable, and in the long run, the country will not be a country. ”

"What then?"

Wang Shuhuai watched the letter being burned to ashes, and the burning pain lingered in his fingertips, but he didn't notice it at all, and changed his usual indifferent and gentle appearance, and leaned lazily on the back of the circle chair, covered with a layer of cold careless relaxation.

"I told her to shut up, and I didn't dare to stop her."

The words are clear and sharp, such as jade knocking on the stone.

The Dark Guard's expression lit up, "What are you going to do?" ”

Wang Shuhuai stared at him coldly and said, "The eldest princess has a cronies who are now on an errand in the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau, this person secretly colludes with the wealthy families in Jiangnan, encloses the land and occupies the village, seizes the benefits of the people, and competes with the court for taxes. ”

"Others don't know that Liu Chang is fine, but the eldest princess knows that the eldest princess cherishes her feathers and is unwilling to fold in trivial matters.

"So, Childe is knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger? Lead the tiger down the mountain again? ”

Wang Shuhuai didn't answer him, his expression returned to normal, "Without further ado, you will go south to Yuhang tonight." ”

The Dark Guard commands.

Wang Shuhuai forgot to sleep and eat until midnight, and Minggui, who had been waiting for half a night, couldn't bear it anymore and knocked on the door.

He was screwed in by the people of the grandfather of the country today and reprimanded, and received an "errand" back, no, he cheekily sent a refreshing soup and put it in front of Wang Shuhuai.

"Second master, it's not early, shouldn't you go to the backyard?"

With Minggui's understanding of Wang Shuhuai, Grandpa Guo spoke, and the second master must follow.

The silver ray was blown by the wind and flickered brightly and darkly, Wang Shuhuai was slightly stunned, and slowly raised his head from the pile of books, his handsome and warm face was also hidden in this obscurity, he looked at Minggui for a long time, and asked,

"What day is it?"

Minggui was a little confused, and replied, "The second year of junior high school." ”

Wang Shuhuai's face froze for a moment.

Just after the first day of junior high school, I can only wait for fifteen.

I didn't even think that today could make up for last night.

Rules are meant to be followed.

The wind swept in, Wang Shuhuai sat in the circle chair, his bony hands on the book for a long time without speaking, for a long time, he exhaled a sigh of relief, and commanded lightly,

"On the fifteenth day of each month in the future, remind me." After speaking, he lowered his eyes and sorted out the book.

Minggui didn't know why, but he still received the order, "The little one wrote it down." ”

After a while, he urged, "Master, are you still going to the backyard?" ”

This time, the slender figure did not reply to him, but stood up in silence and slowly paced to the inner room.