The wind blows, the snow falls.

In front of the ferry.

Shen Cangsheng stood speechless.

On the side, Ruhua didn't speak again.

Perhaps, this moment.

As if it was the same as four years ago.

"Lady, if I am in high school, I will definitely take you to see the prosperity of the capital, and taste the sugar gourd of the capital. ”

In Ruhua's heart, that moment has never been erased.

There are things that time cannot erase.

Upper capital.

The head of the household is still in the house.

A man in a cyan official uniform with a gloomy face.

Even at home, he likes to wear official uniforms.

It can be seen how big this person's official addiction is!

Cyan official uniform, worship the four products!

is already a member of the DPRK and China.

This person's name is Fan Dongli.

Four years ago, Zhuang Yuanlang not only went to high school, but also married the daughter of Tobe Shangshu, one of the most beautiful people in the capital at that time.

In the past four years, with the influence of his father-in-law, he has risen all the way, and it can be said that he has risen the fastest in recent years.

Fan Dongli was extremely angry at this time, yesterday, I don't know who it was, in the middle of the court it was rumored that he had a wife room before he won the championship, in order to climb the big tree of the household Shangshu, he concealed the news that he already had a wife's room.

The door was pushed open.

The wind and snow irrigated in, and Fan Dongli shivered.

"Husband!"

A beautiful woman came slowly.

Step by step, the years do not seem to have left traces on her face, compared with four years ago, there is more of a mature charm.

Especially her hands, which are not touched by the spring water, are the same as at the beginning.

Weak and boneless, tender and smooth like water tofu.

Glossy and shiny.

Fan Dongli pulled these hands, as if he thought of the small ferry, and he was also holding such a pair of hands.

The difference is that those hands are rougher than the man's hands, and every time he thinks about it, Fan Dongli feels that they are not women's hands at all.

It's like a piece of wood with a lot of holes.

Glucking.

The pair in her hands is a woman's hand.

Tender white, smooth.

Fan Dongli's favorite thing is his wife's hands.

The daughter of the head of the household, Qing Xiaoyuan.

Qing Xiaoyuangui is the only daughter of Hubu Shangshu, and she is famous in the top circles of the entire Shangjing City.

There is no other reason.

Just because, Qing Xiaoyuan was born extremely symbolic.

Sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and shy flowers.

Willow eyebrows, dotted lips.

A little Qiong's nose is like a carving from heaven.

Once, Hubu Shangshu intended to let Qing Xiaoyuan enter the East Palace, but because the prince often fought abroad, the major events in his life were put aside.

The crown prince will be thirty years old soon, and there is no crown princess yet.

Among the ministers of the same age in the court, which one has no mind?

The saint's favor for the crown prince, a hundred years later, whoever sits in that seat is already the existence of the coffin.

Moreover, since the prince was twenty years old, he did not have the slightest intention of marrying, which also led to the daughters of this generation of bigwigs still waiting to marry in their twenties.

Because their dad wants to wait.

Later, the prince almost never returned to the capital a few times, which also made these bigwigs unable to sit still.

My daughter is getting older.

If you don't marry, you will decline before you get married.

In this case, you can't do it.

Without the crown prince, some officials chose sons-in-law from among young talents.

And the annual imperial examination is the best time for these bigwigs to choose a son-in-law.

An only daughter like Tobe Shangshu can't marry the prince, so he can only let others get rich.

Fan Dongli, once in high school, saw all the capital in one day, and was favored by the Hubu Shangshu.

Qing Xiaoyuan walked behind Fan Dongli and pinched his shoulders for him.

"My husband is now in charge of the prison in Shangjing, and I'm tired these days. ”

Fan Dongli loosened his brows.

sighed: "I don't know what the Holy One wants to do, a holy decree has sent all the prisoners on death row in the world to the barren mountain, and now every night, dozens of prisoner cars enter Beijing." ”

Warden Division.

It is Fan Dongli's current position.

In normal times, there would be nothing to do in this position, but since the Holy Decree came down.

Fan Dongli can be said to be about to die.

And it's all at night, lately, I can't even sleep well.

Fan Dongli complained: "I heard that the prince made a ghost, and I really don't know what the prince wants to do!"

I'm used to being idle, but suddenly I'm so busy, Fan Dong is on fire in the centrifuge.

Coupled with the recent "rumors" about him, Fan Dongli naturally won't think so much.

Qing Xiaoyuan belongs to the group of people who play with the prince and princess in Shangjing City.

Moreover, when he was young, which of the sons and daughters of the big officials in the capital did not play behind the crown prince Shen Cangsheng?

Qing Xiaoyuan's face was solemn.

said: "Husband, be cautious, the prince is not something we can comment on." ”

Although, the Great Xia Dynasty did not restrict the people from discussing the king.

Even, the saint asked the people to talk about it, and the crown prince Shen Cangsheng was even more so, and put out a big drum in front of the gate of the palace.

He said: "If the people feel that the Holy One is mediocre, then beat this drum and you can meet the Holy One and give advice!"

All people in the world can advise the saints!

Only by speaking widely can we know where the country is sick.

Seeing his wife like this, Fan Dong smiled disapprovingly.

Qing Xiaoyuan said: "The prince is benevolent and righteous, I also grew up with the prince, whether the prince is fighting or otherwise, he is working for the benefit of the people in this world." ”

What does Tobe Shangshu do?

It's about money.

It's the world's money that's in charge.

Whether the imperial court is prosperous or not, then it is necessary to look at the accounts of the household department.

Qing Xiaoyuan can see the smile on his father's face every time, the imperial court is financially rich, which means that the world is rich!

Qing Xiaoyuan once overheard his father's words.

"When people fight, the more money they fight, the less money they make, and when the prince fights, the more money they fight, the more money they make!"

Fan Dongli asked, "Lady, do you know why the prince recruited death row prisoners from all over the world?"

Qing Xiaoyuan shook his head.

Then he said: "Husband, let me ask you, is it true that someone outside said that you already have a wife in your hometown?"

Fan Dongli heard Qing Xiaoyuan's words.

The body stiffened.

An unnatural smile on his face.

Then he said: "Lady, I am white, and I have risen a little fast over the years, so some people can't look past it, and they are just slandered as husbands!"

Qing Xiaoyuan shook his head and said, "If it's true, you know what the consequences are, although I don't have a chance to be the crown princess, but no one can deceive me!"

Fan Dongli smiled awkwardly.

His own lady, Fan Dongli still knows, and she usually goes in and out either with the daughter of the prince and minister, or with the princess in the palace.

Qing Xiaoyuan, he can't afford to mess with him.

Besides, deceiving the Hubu Shangshu, he Fan Dongli can't afford to provoke him.

Late at night.

Two dark shadows shuttle.

Fan Dongli put on his official uniform and prepared to meet the death row prisoners tonight.

Street.

There is no one anymore.

Two black shadows accompanied Fan Dongli.

"You already know the location, do it clean. ”

Fan Dongli seemed to be talking to himself.

On the road, the wind is even colder.