Li Minglou could not have imagined the scene where a group of reunited comrades from Xuanwu Dao gathered around the corpse, drinking heavily and making loud noises, but Xiang Nan's pride hit his face from the letter.
"I ran into trouble, and I was so worried that I turned around. Fortunately, the trouble was solved. Otherwise, I would have come to ask Madam for help. Then Madam would have thrown away my letter, trash, and sent the flag back."
Li Minglou couldn't stand it anymore and threw the letter away.
Jiang Liang kept staring and hurriedly reached out to take it, put the letter on the table, and looked at it carefully, "This guy is a dandy and a scoundrel, so we can't underestimate him."
In the previous life, Xiang Nan was not a dandy at all in front of her, only the gentleness of a member of a noble family, but it didn't matter. Whether he was gentle or a dandy, it didn't affect him from killing her.
Li Minglou looked at her fingers. The newly painted nails that Jinjie painted for her were given by Li Min. They said it was the beginning of spring and they had a new color.
Speaking of spring
"There is no need to take back the flag, you can arrange for people to go." She said, "If there is a government, see if it can be used. If there is no government, you choose some people to come out. Don't miss the spring plowing. It affects the food and drink this year."
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Jiang Liang put away Xiang Nan's letter and responded, "Liu Fan and I will go there in person."
The officials under the rule of Huainan Road are basically selected by Jiang Liang and Liu Fan, and the report is approved by Li Minglou. Li Minglou requires that only one person can support the people and not disturb the people. After all, the biggest pursuit of Huainan Road now is to let more people live.
Go down.
Jiang Liang and Liu Fan stopped what they were doing and left Huainan Road that day, escorted by a group of soldiers and horses.
Seeing the two of them going out together, all the informants in the city immediately reported to their respective owners.
These days, there are many informants from Xuanwu Dao in Yangzhou City. There are local rich families with military leaders, and many businessmen are keeping an eye on them. After all, Jiang Liang and Liu Fan's status is extraordinary.
"The direction we are going is Xuanwu Road. Sure enough, Mrs. Chu is cooperating with the White Robe Army."
"Jiang Liang and Liu Fan are the retainers of Mrs. Chu. They are in charge of selecting officials. Tell me quickly, the opportunity has come."
"What's the temperament of these two people? Who are they from? Find out the details of their wives, children, and children."
"Liu Fan is smart and stubborn and difficult to deal with, but Jiang Liang is easy to talk to and greedy for money."
The informants conveyed various messages one after another, and the businessmen followed suit.
"Madam has won Xuanwu Dao. It's a good business opportunity. Let's go quickly."
"Madam has chosen officials, the city is in order, and we can do business with peace of mind."
"I want to benefit these officers and generals of Xuanwu Dao. I have rare treasures here that they can buy for my wife."
Braving the moist moisture in the cold wind and stepping on the tender grass that is slowly emerging, the roads leading to all directions of Xuanwu Road are no longer deserted. People on horseback, in cars and on foot are full of popularity and vitality.
On February 20th of the sixth year of Chengyuan, Guangzhou Prefecture ushered in the first spring rain.
The prefect of Wei stood at the city gate, wearing a cotton robe with his sleeves rolled up and his trousers hems covered with mud. His gray head fell from his hat. At first glance, he looked like an old farmer who had just returned from the fields.
"Your Excellency even went to the ground himself."
There was a sound falling from above.
Magistrate Wei raised his head and saw a person falling from the city gate tower like spring rain.
"Ah, Mr. Lian." Magistrate Wei hurriedly raised his hand to salute, "You are here in person too."
Lian Xiaojun smiled, "This is my first time watching Whip Spring."
This Lian Xiaojun is more than 20 years old. Spring whipping is the most common sacrifice in Daxia. Except for the interruption in the past two years, it is held in all places in big cities and small towns at other times. It is the most lively ceremony after a winter. Why?
Is there anyone who hasn't seen it?
Magistrate Wei was curious but did not ask, and even Xiaojun did not take the initiative to say anything more. He looked at the undulating cultivated land in the distance outside the city.
"My lord, we have cultivated a total of 2,700 hectares of fields this year. Guangzhou Prefecture has no worries about food and grass, and can still pay enough taxes and grains. It has made great contributions to Huainan Road." Lian Xiaojun said with a smile.
Magistrate Wei saluted him, "I don't dare to take any credit. Without Mr. Lian's grain and grass seeds, these two thousand hectares of land would be useless. It should be said that Mr. Lian has made great contributions."
Lian Xiaojun smiled and said, "I'm sorry, sir, but if you promise me great achievements, the money cannot be less."
Magistrate Wei was startled and laughed, "Of course, of course." He took another step forward and said, "But can I have an extension of ten days? Even Young Master, you know that after one winter, the government will have no money."
Lian Xiaojun nodded and stretched out his slender fingers, "Just one day later and one penny more profit."
Magistrate Wei rolled his eyes and said, "Master Lian, I want this money from Mrs. Chu."
When Lian Xiaojun first came here, he took the initiative to say that he was also doing business with Mrs. Chu. Since he was doing Mrs. Chu's business, there was no need to worry about every detail.
Lian Xiaojun sighed, "If I can't make money, I will be worthless in the eyes of my wife."
No one would feel that such a person was worthless, but when these words came out of his mouth, Magistrate Wei felt that he was not lying. He felt pitiful and his heart trembled. He couldn't bear to say it if he tried to bargain again. How could he be worthless in the eyes of his wife?
Worth it!
After Lian Xiaojun left with half of Guangzhou Mansion's money and the clerk was reading the account books, Magistrate Wei woke up and pulled his beard and hissed in pain.
"Don't feel bad, sir. How much money can you save by bargaining with Na Lian Xiaojun?" the literary official comforted.
Guangzhou Prefecture is such a big place, and grain is not a small business. The civil servants secretly laughed in their hearts. Wei Zhifu was born in a small county official, and he was a small family man.
Magistrate Wei sighed and said, "It can save a load of beans for the horses."
Huainan Road needs to raise not only people, but also war horses.
The prefect was also concerned about the load of beans, and the civil servants had no choice but to say, "We can provide us with so much grain without delaying spring planting. At this time, it is not a matter of money. If it is not Lian Gongzi, even if we have to spend all
Money may not be enough to buy it.”
Of course Magistrate Wei knew this truth, "I am very grateful to Mr. Lian, but..."
Even the relationship between the young master and his wife is unusual. Guangzhou Mansion is under the rule of his wife, and it can also be regarded as her business. Compared with money, isn't the happiness of the wife more important business?
Madam likes Mr. Lian so much
"Sir," the civil servant heard Magistrate Wei talking to himself and immediately shouted, "You can't talk nonsense!"
Magistrate Wei's face turned red. Yes, how could he say this? There is no way such a thing could happen to someone like Madam. It's all rumors!
"That's a good reminder," he said to the clerk.
Before he finished speaking, the clerk lowered his voice and said, "Madam's favorite is Mr. Han Xuhan. Mr. Lian's stay with Madam is actually just business."
Magistrate Wei was stunned. Before he could think of what to say, another civil servant next to him squeezed over.
"You're not right." He curled his lips, "Mr. Han is a life-and-death friend, helping each other. Master Han is a minister of the imperial court. Of course Madam respects her. If you like her, Xiang Nan of the White Robe Army is what Madam values the most. Mr. Xiang
If he wants to return to Huazhou, my wife is willing to open up the Xuanwu Dao for him."
"You're not right, it's just a matter of helping each other," the previous official argued.
The forgotten Magistrate Wei stomped his feet, "Shut up! This is a rumor, a rumor, a slander by a rebel spy!"
The civil servants closed their mouths and nodded in agreement.
Magistrate Wei didn't bother to reprimand them any more, so he threw up his sleeves and went into the warehouse to continue checking the belongings. Behind him, the clerks gathered together again and chirped.
It is not easy to stop such rumors. It requires great efforts and extremely harsh methods to deter them. How can Guangzhou Prefecture have the time to take care of this now? Madam Chu asked them to take care of only two things, city security and food.
Whether he wants to listen or not, he doesn't care. Magistrate Wei shakes his head. His wife protects the country and nourishes the people. She cares about all the people in the world. In addition, he can't see or hear how many men she likes, beats and scolds a few officials at will, and how much money she has received.
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When Lian Xiaojun's carriage arrived at Mrs. Chu's back house, a group of officers and soldiers cleared the way and dispersed the merchants and knights who gathered outside. The old concierge, who always only showed half of his body, opened the door.
"Who is this?"
The people gathered on the street were shocked. They had never seen anyone treat Mrs. Chu so politely in front of her door, and then they saw Mrs. Chu walking out of the door.
Mrs. Chu was wearing a white dress, a belt, and her head was tied loosely behind her. She was like a woman having fun at home. Suddenly she heard that the person she was missing was returning, and she hurried over to greet her without even bothering to change her clothes or wash her face.
Because she hadn't washed her face, her face was covered with white gauze. The thin layer blocked others from seeing her, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the person coming clearly.
Seeing her appearance, the people shouted in low voices, and then fell silent again, fearing to scare the gods in the sky.
The car curtain lifted and another heavenly deity stepped out.
"I've met Madam." Lian Xiaojun saluted.
Li Minglou waved to him, "You're back, come quickly."
Lian Xiaojun raised his head and smiled, and everyone on both sides stared blankly. They watched Lian Xiaojun walk over and follow Madam Chu into the car. When the car entered, the door was about to close. Everyone remained silent until a shout came out.
"Don't close the door, I'm still here." Lian Xiaoqiang shouted angrily and squeezed over.
He just jumped out of the car in front of the door, a few steps behind, and no one saw him!
Everyone's eyes fell on him and he returned to the world.
"He is Mr. Lian's entourage." The old concierge didn't even remember his name after thinking about it, but only greeted him warmly, "Come in."
Lian Xiaoqiang went in with an annoyed look on her face, the back door closed, and there was a sudden bang in front of the door.
"It's Lian Xiaojun!"
"Madam's favorite Lian Xiaojun!"
"I thought he was gone, but he will come back!"
"Madam still likes him the most, and even came to greet him personally!"
"Lian Xiaojun is so beautiful!"
Noisy noises were rolling outside the door, but Li Minglou and Lian Xiaojun were not disturbed when they entered the inner house.
"Spring plowing in the 14 prefectures and 57 counties in Huainan Province went smoothly as scheduled." Li Minglou looked at Lian Xiaojun and said, "Seventy-eight million refugees in Huainan Province starved to death this winter, and the rest survived.
Thank you very much, Mr. Lian, for your food and seeds this winter."
She said and bowed.
When she changed to Yangzhou City and killed Ma Jiang, she threw a knife at him coldly and threatened him. At this moment, she finally bowed to him.
Lian Xiaojun said, "Madam finally likes me."
Li Minglou smiled behind his veil: "Master Lian is such an outstanding genius, who in the world doesn't like him?"
People in the world don't like him because he is an outstanding genius. Only she likes him because of his outstanding talents.
Lian Xiaojun smiled and saluted, "Then I should thank Madam. Without Madam, I would not have my outstanding genius."
He should just stay at home and look at the sky in the four corners, or he might have become someone's prisoner, or he might have died.
Li Minglou shook his head and reached out to touch his face, "I'm not a genius, and neither are you. We're just lucky."