After Wen Guang settled the account, he put aside the abacus and said, "Your Majesty must have the idea of the national grain depot, and take some measures to open warehouses to release grain and provide medical relief. It doesn't matter, Jin'er will definitely send news to me.
Tell me which granary your Majesty wants to use, and I will empty out the food in advance. He won't even be able to touch a grain of rice, and if he waits for a few days, most of the refugees will starve to death!"
"Father, the relationship between you and your Majesty has become increasingly tense recently. Jin'er is in your hands, and your son is worried that sister Jin'er will be at risk of being eliminated by your Majesty!" Jiang Huaizhou expressed his concerns with a worried look on his face, "We
When doing this, we need to consider the safety of sister Jin'er."
"Get rid of it?" Wen Guang laughed loudly, "Don't worry. Fu Jingheng didn't realize that Jin'er and him were not of the same mind at all. Jin'er was his virtuous little wife. There was no way he could leave her without a headache.
He crawled into Jin'er's arms like an unweaned child. Sooner or later, like his father, he died under the beauty trap of this king. At that time, his father Fu Hongyin was bewitched by the beauty Dowager Lou Shujing presented by this king.
, died an untimely death. You see, like father, like son, they are all emotional animals, not people worthy of great responsibility!"
Jiang Huaizhou whispered again: "But Jin'er is alone in the hands of our political opponents. I am really worried..."
"Zhou'er, I know how you feel about Jin'er. I am worried that she will not be able to protect herself wisely under the command of a political opponent. When the big thing comes true, I will definitely make the decision to betroth Jin'er to you as your wife." Wen Wen.
Guang said and patted Jiang Huaizhou on the shoulder, "If a man is not ruthless, it won't be a big deal!"
"Thank you, my adoptive father." As he said this, the tips of Jiang Huaizhou's ears felt a little hot, and the image of Wen Jin wearing a phoenix crown and harem as his bride flashed in his mind.
"Prefect, after listening to the order, you immediately lead the troops to capture the unruly people and kill them all! If there are any political enemies who disobey, let them come to the regent's palace and ask the king directly!" Wen Guang said in a deep voice, "I will join politics.
For twenty years, I have said one word, but no one has dared to say another word! Fu Jingheng dares to say no, let me try! A cold look from one of the important ministers in the dynasty is enough for him!"
"Yes." Jiang Huaizhou accepted the order and went.
***
There are several ginkgo trees planted in the courtyard of Laifu Inn in Nanguo Town, Huainan. The bright yellow leaves carry some raindrops, and the fragrance spreads into the inner room.
In the early morning, because the sky had not cleared up yet, even though it was midnight, the room was still as dark as evening.
Wen Jin slowly opened her eyes. She slept peacefully in Fu's arms last night.
Fu Jingheng still nestled his handsome face in the crook of her neck, and the breath from his thin lips left a tickling sensation on her neck. His long eyelashes drooped, like a baby who had lowered his guard, like the furious and bloodthirsty man last night.
Are not the same.
Wen Jin gently stroked his long eyelashes, and he trembled at the end of his eyes, then squinted his sleepy eyes and woke up.
"What time is it?"
Fu Jingheng's voice was hoarse as when he had just woken up, and he did not intend to show a little sleepiness. He habitually bit her neck to vent the sleepiness.
Both of them were shocked, but when they regained consciousness, his hatred for her returned to his eyes.
"It's just past three o'clock." Wen Jin smiled sadly. She was always looking for traces of his attachment to her in the smallest details, and said softly: "It's almost midnight."
As she said that, Wen Jin turned slightly to relieve the pain from the old problem in her lower back. Her knee accidentally touched between his legs. The man had a morning erection. He hissed, breathed hard, and pinched her lower back.
, "I resisted the urge to vomit and gave you the comfort and hug you asked for last night. Remember to consider the things I asked you to consider. Wash yourself at night, climb on the dragon bed and wait for me to come home."
Wen Jin sighed quietly and said nothing. She had said that she would consider accompanying him to go crazy until he got rid of the child in her belly, but she never said that she would agree. She said softly: "Yeah. In the meantime.
Considered."
Fu Jingheng stood up coldly, with a look of indifference towards Wen Jin. He told Lao Mo to come in and help him wash up. While he was washing up, he stared at her figure in the bronze mirror. She was rubbing her shoulders and neck. She must have been touched by him.
I was numb all night long.
Later, Lao Mo simply served a few breakfast items, including Huainan specialty Bagongshan tofu, small meat buns with soup dumplings, and white porridge with vegetables, etc. He was able to eat quite comfortably outside the palace. Your Majesty has always been thrifty.
I don’t advocate an extravagant meal of two hundred dishes. I’m afraid the food in King Wen’s palace will be more luxurious.
In the past few years, Junshang and Grandma Jin's son have been living more like ordinary people, eating three meals a day and getting angry.
Fu Jingheng simply took a few mouthfuls of the porridge and was anxious to return to Beijing. He put down his chopsticks hastily and stared at Wen Jin without standing up.
Wen Jin ran around all day yesterday, sleeping in the open air, not eating well or sleeping well. During pregnancy, it is easier to vomit on an empty stomach, and when she washed her mouth, she couldn't help but make a sound of vomiting.
Fu Jingheng put the chopsticks in his hand on the table with a snap, "Have you vomited enough? I know you are pregnant with a bastard! How many times do you need to remind me?"
"I...vomited enough. I didn't want to vomit...but I couldn't help it..." Wen Jin's eyes were sore, "I didn't mean to remind you that I'm pregnant. This is also my first time.
I don’t know why I feel like vomiting all the time. Can you be less cruel to me?”
"That's enough! My eyes are red early in the morning. It makes people... very annoying!" Fu Jingheng impatiently interrupted Wen Jin's words.
Wen Jin wiped his eyes with a cold towel to make them less red.
After washing, she wiped her face with a towel. Feeling hungry, she walked to the table and sat down. With a pale face, she picked up the bowls and chopsticks that Lao Mo had prepared for her and ate the porridge in small bites.
Fu Jingheng crossed his arms and watched her eating breakfast, and said with a soft smile: "Didn't I swear when I left the palace yesterday that I would never eat a grain of rice from me again? Everything on this table was bought with my money."
Wen Jin's heart suddenly felt sour, and her stomach was pounding with hunger. When she was hungry, her backbone was defeated by famine. She couldn't bear it anymore, and her two tears fell into the porridge. She lowered her eyes and said nothing.
You have to eat. It's natural to be soft on others and listen to unpleasant words.
Wen Jin secretly made up her mind to go out and do some work of her own. Working as a long-term worker for Kang Ruili would be a good starting point. In this era, women had to rely on their fathers at home and their husbands to get married.
, she had no one to rely on but herself.
It's okay if she doesn't eat. She has a baby in her belly. She can't get angry with him willfully. She should swallow her anger first. So Wen Jin didn't argue with Fu Jingheng and still ate the porridge in small bites. After finishing the porridge, she also ate the steamed dumplings in small bites.
There were six small buns in a cage. After eating, I felt that I was not full, and I was looking for death. I looked at the cage of small buns in front of Fu Jingheng. There were six, but he didn't move any of them.
There is no need to read it yourself. Isn’t it difficult to find...
However, when he realized it, he licked his lower lips again and again, looking greedy.
The way he looked at her made her extremely embarrassed.
well.
Wen Jin sighed quietly.
Fu Jingheng pushed the cage of soup-filled meat dumplings in front of him to Wen Jin, "I said that within three days, you will bow your head. Look, on the second day, your self-esteem has shattered into dust."
Eat more, and go back to the palace with me happily. It's time for grandma to come back from Hanshan Nunnery. Don't let grandma see that we don't get along."