"yes, I regret it."

Mo Chengying didn't regret it, at most he was a little tired.

Shen Yangui sighed, she remembered that before leaving, Jing Ming had repeatedly confirmed with herself.

At that time, she swore an oath.

"Emperors should be like you, decisive in killing, Jingming, am I too kind of a woman?"

"How can it be a woman's kindness to care about the life and death of the people? The emperor of a period has a period of practice. ”

Mo Chengying is already quite virtuous, he shook the fan, fanned her, and spared no effort to comfort his Majesty.

"Sleep a little longer, I'll call you later."

Shen Yangui has always been too hot these days, he is not allowed to touch himself, and he sleeps far away, so he sleeps in a separate room, but he doesn't dislike it.

Hold it tightly.

At dawn, the cool breeze outside the window blew in, and Mo Chengying's hand shaking the fan stopped, and he also closed his eyes.

There was movement in the courtyard, and Poshan, who was standing against the door, suddenly opened his eyes, his thumb against the handle of the knife, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes touched the person, and the chill rose sharply.

He waved his hand to signal the visitor to leave, "Just go to sleep." ”

Qingshuang glanced at the door, following the young lady for so many years, even in the backyard of the Shen Mansion, she didn't see a few copper plates a month, and her life was not as hard as it is now.

Others are blessed to be princesses, but their own young lady works so hard, climbing mountains and going down to the ground.

When the yamen first met that day, he saw that his young lady was black and thin, Qingshuang's eyes immediately turned red, and she came back and cried for a while.

These days, Miss is working day and night, and Qingshuang can't help much, so she has to use some heart in daily life and food.

She placed the water next to her and sat on the steps.

"You go and rest, I'm here to watch."

Poshan glanced at the room, sat down one step away from her, took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, and handed it to her.

"Here you go."

Qingshuang glanced at it, "What? ”

Poshan shook his hand, "Take it." ”

Qingshuang took it and was about to untie it, but he heard the mountain road:

"Have you thought about what I told you?"

Qingshuang burned her hands with the fire, and immediately threw away the oiled paper bag, clapped her hands as if she was dirty, and said:

"There's something wrong with you."

Poshan replied seriously: "I didn't, Mrs. said you were sick, I bought it for you." ”

The "......" designation is a bit of a big problem.

If you are sick, will your wife tell you and tell him?

This is clearly a curse, Qingshuang pointed at him and said viciously: "I also know kung fu, if you dare to get closer, I will break your dog's legs!" ”

Breaking Mountain: "......"

This girl is so resentful, didn't she just say that she was stupid a few times?

As for it?

When the day dawned, the sunlight moved to the side of the bed, and the heat gradually rose, Shen Yangui got out of bed and walked to the window.

"It's so blue."

It's another sunny day.

Outside the city, families were threshing rice, and everyone was scolding.

- "Or a natural disaster? Where did this good day come from? ”

- "Why is it not a natural disaster?" The regent is the sky, is it a natural disaster that he causes? ”

- "A good harvest is ruined, and it is a pity that my family's rice is ruined." ”

The old farmer weighed the grain in his hand that was not yet full, "A bumper harvest that is rare once in decades,-"

The rice that has not been grouted, the porridge is not thick, and the officials don't know the suffering of the people, so they can't see the people?

There was also a lot of boos in the teahouse, and three or five people got together, talking about recent things.

- "I don't enjoy the good fortune, I came to our Jizhou to toss blindly, this princess is a woman, she has no knowledge, and it's just nonsense, the prince smiled for Bo Hongyan, and actually made fun of our people." ”

- "Hundreds of thousands of people's rations, hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, the prince said to spend it." ”

- "It's better to be an official, be powerful, do whatever you want, and show a gentleman's demeanor." ”

- "In the past, the king of Youyou smiled and played the princes with a beacon fire, but now the regent is to make the princess happy, cutting rice and fooling the people, what is this called?" Omen of the Death of the Country! ”

- "Those who don't die, they are all our people." ”

- "The world is not the ...... of the regent"

Not all the rice in the field has been cut, and a few rich families look down on the subsidies that Shen Yangui said, and they have joined forces to boycott it, and they let the long-term workers and slaves of the family form a circle to guard.

After all, the manpower is limited, they are unwilling, and Shen Yangui does not force it, and a few households next to it are "stained" and stay.

Now those people are all looking at the sky happily, laughing at the others as fools.

Shen Yangui didn't have to go out, and he knew what the remarks outside were like.

The personnel are exhausted, and the rest is providence.

You can come, you can't come.

At this point, Shen Yangui and Mo Chengying didn't have any worries in their hearts.

After the two got up, they played chess under the big tree in the yard, and Qingshuang specially picked flowers, adjusted the flower juice, and applied noodles to Shen Yangui.

The morning passed.

There are often thunderstorms in the summer afternoons, and the last few days they came on time, but now they are gone.

The scolding was louder than the thunder.

The day passed, and when the sun went down, there was not a cloud in the sky.

After dark, they lay on their cool beds, the wind was dry, and there was no moisture.

The silver man is splendid, and the morning glory and weaver girl look at each other from afar.

The night sky is clear, and the stars are hanging low and you can pick them up.

In two days it will be the Begging Festival.

Shen Yangui looked at the bright stars, said that the handle of the big spoon pointed in the direction, and said that when the three stars were connected into a line, it would be the New Year.

By the time of the Chinese New Year, they had already returned to the palace.

Because she slept in the afternoon, Shen Yangui didn't feel sleepy, she turned over and teased her husband, and called Qingshan to stand.

The lights of thousands of homes were extinguished one by one, and the people scolded the regent and his wife for falling asleep.

Mo Chengying carried her back to the room.

The stars in the sky were blurred at some point, and the grass and leaves on the branches and leaves in the field shook hands at each other.

The heat is quietly dissipating.

The cool breeze jumps into the room, blowing through the rolling hills, and the curtains move.

The bean-sized raindrops fell, smashed over the leaves, and the leaves shook violently, rolled into the dust, and wrapped into small balls, which blended with each other, and the small beads merged into the big beads.

Crackling, raindrops cracked, and the ground was covered with large water stains.

Boom, dense raindrops desperately smashed down, and the flowing water merged into a line and fell from the eaves.

All of this took a lot of effort.

He is different, 120,000 points.

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