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Chapter 71 Spring Heart

After the autumn harvest, the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty suddenly issued a large number of decrees. The cowhide tax, which had been loose before, was almost completely lifted. Every household with fifty hectares of land could only pay one cowhide per year, and other goods could be sold on the market.

Normal transaction.

Without waiting for the people to cheer, the imperial court distributed a large amount of land, together with farm tools, to the tenant farmers who cultivated the land for the imperial court, and issued an order to tax collectors in various prefectures and counties. In the future, no more grain should be harvested and wasted. What is even more unexpected is that,

The imperial court once again increased the standard for selling illegal salt from one catty to five catties.

For a time, all the officials in the court thought that there was something wrong with the emperor's mind. Now he was surrounded by powerful enemies. It was the time to spend money. If there was no money, what would he do to build weapons and armor and distribute salary and rewards? But the emperor wanted to do this.

, no one can stop it, if the Great Zhou Dynasty dies due to this one day, it won’t be a big deal, everyone can just work for the new emperor.

Only the common people were happy to encounter such a prodigal emperor. They took advantage of the abundant autumn harvest to organize their children's weddings, and Liuhe Bay was no exception.

Wu Liang got married to the daughter of a captain in the Hujie Army. I heard that it only took eight days from the proposal to the wedding.

On the day of the wedding, everyone in the Red Scarf Army had to join in the fun. Seeing that the bride was so beautiful, everyone was envious and jealous. They just got Wu Liang drunk and refused to let him consummate the marriage. Xu Xian asked him to go back to the camp as a groom the next day.

It’s worth it, I’m afraid I won’t be able to return home within ten days.

Wu Liang's marriage was like an aphrodisiac thrown into the Red Scarf City. It was obviously autumn, and everyone was like a spring cat, asking people to marry each other. This made Aunt Liu earn a lot of tea money.

It's just that each of them looks crooked, but they all want to find a fairy in the sky to be their mother-in-law, so it is difficult for them to get married. To everyone's expectation, the only one who can get married is a Muggle.

These days, as long as you have a few steamed cakes, you can coax the homeless people on the street to go home with you, not to mention that the people in the Red Scarf City have a monthly salary of 500 Wen.

But Muggles are different. Even if they are ugly, it is hard to find a guy who is always grinning and wanting to chop off people's heads, even if they have a fortune.

But he was the only one who succeeded. The Muggles went home after a break, and the two of them secretly dated in the willow forest by the Bian River. The girl was born with slanted eyes, a pockmarked face, and a mouth full of buck teeth.

His ugly appearance makes him a perfect match for Muggles.

The Muggle lazily leaned against the tree with his arms folded, grinning widely and saying some love words, which made the ugly girl blush with embarrassment and want to get into her collar.

Xu Xian, who was peeking at her, found it incredible. He knew what the Muggle said just now by looking at his mouth. He turned around and asked Aunt Liu next to him, "Is this the niece of Uncle Erzhu's family? This girl is so brave."

Aunt Liu smiled coquettishly and said: "It's not that this girl is brave, it's just because she is deaf and she can't hear anything the Muggles say."

This is marriage. Even if that person is not your favorite, it must be the most suitable, just like a Muggle and this deaf-mute girl. Looking at the proud look in Muggle's eyes, Xu Xian can't help but feel melancholy, just because he likes her the most.

The woman has not responded yet.

The night wind pushed the clouds to obscure the bright moon, and then somersaulted into the window. Even though it was protected by a lampshade, it still blew the flames inside flickeringly.

Xiaodong reached out to close the window, and casually took a cloak and put it on Chai Liying's shoulders, "The weather is getting colder this year, and winter is about to begin."

Chai Liying put down the book in her hand, pulled up her cloak and said, "Who can say otherwise? Winter is coming and the New Year is coming soon. I am one year older and I am about to become an old girl."

Xiaodong chuckled and said, "The young lady is thinking about getting married."

"That's not true, but I spend my time wasting away in the boudoir all day long, and my heart feels empty and unsettled."

Xiaodong said in confusion: "What's wrong with this, little lady? You eat and drink well every day, and Xiaodong is there to serve you."

Fu Liying asked: "What's the good thing? It's just a colorful bird in a cage. One day it will be moved to another cage and never come out."

"Well, what kind of life does the little lady want to live?"

Fu Liying's beautiful eyes turned, revealing a look of envy, "Do you remember that there is a woman in Changle Building who sells wine and bargains with customers to make a living. There is wind under her feet when she walks. It makes me happy to see her as busy as a spinning top.

I am envious."

"The young lady is talking about the female shopkeeper? That person must not come from a good family, otherwise the young lady who has not left the court will show her face. It seems that some customers teased her and she hit her with a stick. She was really fierce.

."

Fu Liying waved her hand and said, "That's not true. I heard Gillian say that she is the daughter of the commander of Long Jie Army's right wing. Unfortunately, the adults in the family will not let me do this."

Suddenly, a soft whisper came to mind in the curtain, "Who called me..."

If her voice is not Gillian, then who is it? Since I met Fu Liying, Gillian has been coming here every now and then, and she often stays here. Firstly, the two of them really hit it off, and secondly, Gillian is the godfather who always looks for powerful people.

I deliberately instigated it.

Fu Liying said softly: "No one called you, sister Gillian, just go to sleep."

Soon, the sound of a piglet's snoring was heard again inside the curtain, and the master and servant couldn't help but cover their mouths and sneer, "Little Miss Gillian can eat and sleep, no wonder she's so fat."

"I envy her that she can eat and sleep without worrying at all. Watching her smile like Maitreya Buddha all day long makes me feel a little happy."

"Who said that Miss Gillian has nothing to worry about? That Xu Dutou is her problem." Xiaodong joked: "That Xu Dutou seems to have no intention of caring about Miss Gillian, but on the contrary he is very interested in Miss Gillian, otherwise he wouldn't have done anything.

I will take your pearl flowers."

Fu Liying frowned, "It doesn't matter if he is interested in me. He is just a small businessman. He is a merchant and has no family background. Even if he has a huge family fortune, he can't get into his father's eyes."

She has many brothers and sisters, but regardless of whether she is married or married to a general, she has not had much contact with her father, and it is rare to see her once, but she is certain that her father must have some ambition.

After all, in such troubled times, even a big-headed soldier wants to grab more money and materials when he goes into battle, let alone the famous Fu Yanqing.

Fu Liying knew that like all her sisters, they were just tools for her father to win over people, and she would definitely throw them out when needed.

Fortunately for the other sisters, Sixth Sister is the most unlucky, because in the eyes of Sixth Sister’s husband and father-in-law, Sixth Sister is also a tool. Of course Sixth Sister will not be buried with such a man. Only Sixth Sister, unfortunately, understands the daughter of the Fu family best.

Sadly, he also advised her not to be in a hurry to get married, but to find a suitable husband for her in Chanzhou.

"It's getting late, Xiaodong, go get some hot water. Let's wash up and go to bed."

Xiaodong responded, then took the copper basin and went to the kitchen.

Fu Liying was stunned for a moment. She took a slender brush from the pen holder and dipped it into the inkstone. Her wrist trembled slightly, and the small words "Juanxiu" appeared on the page. As for what she wrote, it was Xu Xian.

The lyrics of the song written in Changle Tower.

Which girl doesn't have a child, and Fu Liying is no exception. It's a pity that she lived eighteen years without meeting a man who was enough to make her fall in love.

The men she recognizes are not only generals and servants, but occasionally she can see a "brother" who is a general, but she doesn't like those rough guys in the army. As a literary young woman, she prefers scholars, but those scholars disappoint her even more, or

If you have little knowledge, you will only flatter others, or if you are as timid as a mouse, you can run faster than a rabbit as long as Uncle Niu's knife is half drawn.

On the other hand, Xu Dutou was heroic and courageous, and the most important thing was that he could compose good music and lyrics. He was exactly the image of a wish-fulfilling husband in her mind, and her heartbeat was inevitable.

It's a pity that he is only a small capital official. Even if he has the ability to get a high position, he may have already married a woman and his pearls will turn yellow. Fu Liying has no intention of redeeming the pearl flower, but only regards it as a way to repay his kindness.

Looking at the small characters on the paper, Fu Liying murmured in a low voice, "The east wind blows thousands of flowers on the trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain. BMWs and cars are all over the road... People have searched for him thousands of times. Looking back suddenly, that person

But in a dimly lit place."

Every time she finished reciting it, Fu Liying felt like she was on a brightly lit night of the New Year. The moment she looked back, there was always a handsome man among the crowd who also looked back and stared at her.

"What beautiful lyrics. Did you really compose it?"
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