After the meal, the other maids removed the table, and Xining walked to the side and leaned against the couch.

I was bored: "Taohong, please help me borrow a few books from the military advisor to read it."

Taohong was stunned and walked out.

Liu Lu sat next to Xiaozha, her body as if she was like a mountain, and her flesh on her belly was piled on her legs: "Master, you forgot that the military advisor's house was for the prince. So, you go there once by the prince yourself, that prince is very beautiful."

Frowning, this fat girl was not only fat, but also lustful. Then she thought, she was so kind that she asked her to go to the military advisor to borrow books. She would not directly knock on the prince's door, but to go to the military advisor to borrow books.

So I turned around and went to the small table next to the soft-collapse to get some snacks. The dim sum was also made by my second aunt. I prepared these two days, including donkey rolling, mung bean cake, poria cake, and crystal osmanthus cake. It was made very small and beautiful, just one bite at a time. At present, there are only these four things, and they usually can eat them anywhere, and it is not an exaggeration to get them in the palace.

After tasting the snacks, drinking another cup of tea, Taohong came back and handed over seven or eight books.

"Where did the military advisor borrow it?" Xining asked while flipping through it sloppyly. The military advisor is really considerate and knows that the master is not a material for reading, so the two historical books and the other five are all vernacular books.

"Yes." Taohong replied: "The two books were taken by the military advisor who left the imperial deceased and the prince now lives in the house."

Suddenly, the military advisor ran to the prince and said he wanted to get books. He took two historical books. Even if he didn't boast, it would imply that she was well-educated and well-mannered.

"Oh, you guys go busy." She threw down the historical books, picked up the script and started reading it.

Taohong thought to herself that the military advisor was indeed as expected. He knew that the village leader liked to read the storybook, so he asked her to ask others for help during the break.

Peach red and Liulu were busy. In ancient times, there were many things every day. When the sun was good, you had to take out the things to dry, otherwise the things would regain mold on the cloudy day. The owner had a lot of fur goods. Whenever there were good things in the goods he snatched, several owners would give her some of them, and they had accumulated several boxes.

After reading the storybook for a while, Xining put down and picked up the historical records. Some planes have the same history, or are similar, while others are completely different. The owner is ignorant and does not know much about history. It is just right to see what the history of this plane is different.

Just as I was watching, I heard Liu Lu's voice outside commanding many maids to spread things: "Military advisor, second head, are you here? The village leader, military advisor and second head are here!"

Shortly after the words were finished, the military advisor and the second in command entered the house.

Xining slowly put down the book and sat up lazily from the soft collapse. Taohong, who entered the house together, quickly stuffed two large pillows behind her. The other maids brought chairs and asked the military advisor and the second in command to sit down.

The second head of the army's eyes lit up: "The village leader is reading books, it's great, I need to read more books."

Please, if you don’t know what books you read, just say it’s good. However, the owner doesn’t like reading books. He usually either climbs trees and fishes or robs. In the eyes of the second leader, as long as he can calm down and reads books, no matter what books he reads, even the storybook is good.

I saw the military advisor's eyes swept down, and a bunch of books were the first ones, and then the corners of my mouth couldn't help but raise.

This cunning guy knows that she just read historical records.

If she doesn't want to hide, on the one hand, there will be traces left, and on the other hand, she doesn't want to be so tired. Anyway, she has been hit on her head, and it is reasonable to do something different from before.

The military advisor began to talk about sending a letter to Zhongyong Hou to ask for ransom.

In the past, the military advisor never mentioned this. The robbery requires ransom, and the military advisor and several leaders were all responsible for it. The master never worried, just be the leader of the village.

Perhaps the military advisor thought that the master was enlightened, so he planned to let her listen and teach her.

Xining was startled by the three points in the letter: "One million taels of silver?"

What is the concept of one million taels of silver? In all dynasties, if the benevolent government was implemented, the tax revenue was low, or natural disasters were natural and man-made disasters, the annual tax revenue was about four to five million taels. In the best prosperous era, the annual tax revenue was about ten to ten million to thirty million taels.

According to the current situation, no matter how good it is, one million taels will be at most a year of tax revenue for a large province. If the kings, princes, generals and ministers have a lot of financial resources, all the money, real estate, and mansions will be 300,000 taels of silver.

Even if those birthday gifts are valuable, they are still market prices. Most of these things should be produced in southern Xinjiang and were then tributed to Zhongyong Hou. Zhongyong Hou himself did not spend much money. It was also hot to hold valuable things, and borrowing flowers to offer Buddha will make the Queen Mother happy, and she won two goals at one stroke.

The military advisor really dared to offer a price! It would be almost the same for a hundred thousand taels, one million taels, which made Zhongyong Hou not enough to make up for the money.

The second one is understandable. The killer is like a hot potato in his hand. The one who wants to kill Zhongyong Hou is the prince of the Black and Yong, which is all the matter with Heihu Village. And knowing that the killer is still alive, he will definitely try his best to silence him. At that time, it may cause trouble for Heihu Village, so he should throw it to Zhongyong Hou as soon as possible.

Zhongyong Hou must have wanted to know who was going to kill his son. After the torture news came out, he ran to the emperor to ask for an explanation, and even simply threw the killer to the emperor.

In order to show his importance, the emperor will definitely order people to investigate it strictly.

The killer asked for a price is not expensive and it is worth the money, so the military advisor sent it with people and letters, not afraid that the Zhongyong Hou would not pay the money.

It is the third article. What is this military advisor going to do?

The military advisor glanced at the second in command, and the second in command suddenly became a little uneasy.

The second head of the army coughed: "Yeah, help me get a cup of tea."

Xining smiled and said, "From my memory, I forgot to give you tea to you. Peach blossoms and green willows, hurry up and serve tea."

There was no need for two people to serve tea. Tao Hong knew the meaning, so she took Liu Lu to go together and sent all the maids in the house out.

There are only three people left in the room, can you tell me?

The military advisor looked at the second head of the family again, and the second head of the family shook his head secretly.

Xining saw it carefully and took a deep breath: "The two of you have watched me grow up since childhood. If you have anything to do, it's okay to say it."

The second head of the army asked timidly: "Well, the village master, do you think the loyal and brave prince is very good-looking?"

"It's pretty good." Liu Lu was nagging every day, and his ears were almost calling out.

She is not the master of her body, and she can guess it even if she touches her nose. Something wasn't right these two days. It seems that she was the military advisor and the second in command, and they were planning what they were thinking.

The second in commander seemed to be unable to continue talking, and looked at the military advisor with a look and expression asking for help.

The military advisor only said: "If the prince becomes the husband of the camp leader, what's the idea of ​​the village?"
Chapter completed!