Chapter 127 Miss thinking about the past and future
Jiang Liang returned to the Yamen and heard Li Minglou sighing softly in the room, "I don't know if it will go well."
Jiang Liang was still worried about his wife's departure, and then heard Li Minglou say in the next sentence, "Lian Xiaojun is too smart."
I don’t understand what this means. People are too smart, so they don’t have to worry, right?
"Mr. Jiang is here." The child shouted loudly.
Li Minglou and Yuan Ji stopped talking and smiled and nodded to Jiang Liang who came in. Jiang Liang came in and first talked about the progress of Xuanwu Dao.
"Although Mr. Xiang's progress is slow, it is still smooth. He has captured the city that he persuaded. Liu Fan and I visited and surveyed carefully, and the officials have almost made their selection."
Li Minglou said, "Don't worry. Let's spend more time inspecting and screening. We can't keep up with the spring planting. Let's try to ensure the autumn harvest."
Jiang Liang understood what she meant and chuckled, "It's still the same as before. I have already collected a lot of gold, silver and jewelry. I will collect them for Madam next."
With a little more time, those wealthy local families who wanted to be officials and befriend the Lady of Chu, who had various thoughts, would send more money and gifts.
Liu Fan didn't accept gifts, but Jiang Liang did. Jiang Liang not only accepted them himself, but also hinted to everyone to give gifts to Mrs. Chu. A circle of gifts should be enough to help the refugees.
Li Minglou was reassured by Liu Fan's ability to choose Jiang Liang to support the people, and only added, "Don't forget to ask Xiang Nan for money. Only when the people are safe can the army be safe. If he wants the army to be safe, he must also pay."
Jiang Liang responded with a smile and winked: "Master Xiang has no money, but he has his wife's soldiers and horses around him, and his wife is very rich."
Li Minglou smiled and said nothing.
"Where are Mr. Lian going?" Jiang Liang hurried back. He didn't know the details yet. He only knew that Mrs. Chu was short of money and supplies, and there was no place nearby that could satisfy her needs.
Li Minglou said, "Go to see Han Xu, and then do business with Jiannan Road."
Jiang Liang's eyes lit up and he pawed, "Jiannan Road is uniquely blessed with abundant grain and mineral resources, so my wife has no worries."
He was coveting Xiang Nan's wife's generosity, and was thinking about how to write a letter to persuade Xiang Nan to get more money from his wife to subsidize the poor and delicate Mrs. Chu.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Chu Guo took matters into her own hands.
Li Minglou smiled and said, "It may not go smoothly."
"What's wrong with this?" Jiang Liang said, "Han Xu won't give me free money. Isn't it okay to spend money? He's so ruthless and unjust so quickly?"
He said rolling up his sleeves.
"I'll write a letter to question him."
Li Minglou smiled slightly and said, "No need to question, just write to him and request him. After all, Jiannan Road is not his, and he is powerless even if he wants to. Let him help if he can, so that Master Lian can be safe."
Just do business smoothly."
Jiang Liang nodded, "I understand." After saying that, he stood up and said, "I'm going to write it now."
Li Minglou said, "Sir, there's no need to worry. I'll take a rest when I get back."
Jiang Liang had already hurried out. "I'm not tired, I'm not tired. Time and time don't wait for me."
Li Minglou looked at Jiang Liang's back and smiled.
"What do you want, miss?" Yuanji asked.
Even after Xiaojun left, Li Minglou no longer had to cover his face. Yuanji could see the smile on her face, which was a little strange.
Li Minglou looked at the direction Jiang Liang was leaving and said, "I have never seen him so unavailable before."
In the past, when did you mean? Yuan Ji recalled that ever since Jiang Liang and Liu Fan came to the lady, they had always been in high spirits, working hard and enjoying themselves.
In the past, of course, it meant that when he was by her side in the last life, he would leisurely come over every day to chat with her about the past and the present, giving advice on the country, and the sunlight became slow and long in his words.
Li Minglou didn't say anything more, Yuan Ji didn't ask again, and continued to ask what he had said before, "Are you worried about the ban imposed by the Grand Governor on the Lian family? After all, you are not really doing business with the Lian family, you are just lending his hand to let the young master do business with you."
Just tell me clearly below."
Li Minglou shook his head and said, "If the instructions are clear, business will not be like business. Lian Xiaojun is too smart and will definitely find problems."
Yuan Ji said, "What should I do, young master?"
Li Minglou sat up straight and looked at the letter on the desk, "Let him respond as if the Lian family really came to Jiannan Road to do business."
The Lian family was driven out of Shu by Li Fengan and was divided into pieces and fled their homes. This can be said to be a mortal enemy.
Now that the great enemy Li Fengan is dead, only the orphan and young master is left in Jiannan Road. The Lian family is killing them back now, both for business and revenge. What should the young master Li Mingyu do?
Yuan Ji sighed, "Then this is really a difficult business."
Li Minglou smiled, "Of course, don't really get to the point where you and I are fighting to the death."
She sighed softly in her heart. In her last life, she followed her father's instructions and fought to the death between Jiannan Road and the Li family. However, she has changed in this life.
The identity of the elder of the Li family can be used to shape loyalty and filial piety, and can also be used to fight against Xiang Yun and Han Xu's pretense. In addition, there are other surprising people. Li Minghua and Lian Xiaojun both showed talents that she didn't know about.
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If given a chance, she is not the only one who can change her destiny.
Yuanji could see the sadness and tenderness in the lady's eyes. Although he did not think that Lian could treat Li as a relative, he did not stop the lady's tenderness. If the lady's tenderness was paid by mistake, he would clear it out.
He felt better and nodded, "I will make it clear to Li Min, Lin Yuan Guihua and the others that the young lady should write to the young master."
After Li Minglou said hello, Yuan Ji stood up and came out. He walked to the door and turned around, only to see Li Minglou sitting still at the table, lost in thought again.
In the past, I always wrote letters to the young master immediately. What happened today?
The young lady has something on her mind and has been distracted these past few days. Yuanji frowned and walked away thinking about the problems that were both far and near on the Huainan Road.
The room was quiet until Li Minglou sighed softly, and the child standing by the door hurriedly looked around with concern. Seeing that Li Minglou was not stunned this time, he looked over with clear eyes.
"How old is this year?" Li Minglou asked.
The child became even more worried. His wife was worse than distracted. She didn't even know the year.
"It's been six years since Chengyuan." He said cautiously.
Li Minglou didn't speak. He stood up and stood in front of the window, looking at the green plantains and slender polygonatum. It had been three years since he came back to this life.
What was she doing at this time in her last life? What was Xiang Nan doing? What were Mingyu, Jiang Liang, Liu Fan, Xiang Yun, the emperor, etc. doing?
Han Xu, Yuan Ji is dead.
Where is Lian Xiaojun? Where is Xiang Qiubeard? Is he alive or dead? At least he is not famous.
Li Minglou turned his head and looked at the map hanging on the side. Wu Yaer's reputation rose rapidly, no matter in this life or in that life.
Many people still have the same fate in this life as in that life.
Li Minglou looked at the map and his eyes fell on the capital. Then, Ankang Mountain was about to die.
Two years later, in June of the eighth year of Chengyuan, Wu Ya'er fought against Ankangshan, and Huhui shot Ankangshan to death with his own hands. From then on, the rebels in Ankangshan were divided among his sons, sons-in-law, and their troops, and they were torn apart and their vitality was severely damaged.
Li Minglou's eyes fell on Xiangzhou again, so Wu Ya'er was about to die.
Two years later, Ankangshan was killed by Wu Ya'er, who welcomed the emperor back to the capital and was awarded the title of First Rank.
After the New Year, at the beginning of the ninth year of Chengyuan, Wu Yaer died of a sudden illness.
Li Minglou closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She did ask at that time. People said that Wu Ya'er was seriously ill. Jiang Liang and Mingyu wrote letters saying that Wu Ya'er was actually suffering from an old illness. He
After so many years of fighting and fighting, going through life and death, it is not surprising that he has injuries on his body.
But what kind of old disease is so aggressive? Even the imperial doctors can't save it.
Is it a disease? Is it an injury? Is it one, or is it accumulated and compounded by overwork? Why did she ask Wu Ya'er and let Xiaowan check it carefully. Wu Ya'er had no old injuries or diseases that could be fatal.
Or was he assassinated as Jiang Liangwei said?
Li Minglou opened his eyes and saw that he was no longer standing by the window, but had walked into the inner room. There was a set of white underwear hanging on the hanger, which was not as good as her clothes and was not as well made as her clothes.
Li Minglou's thoughtful brows suddenly relaxed and turned into sadness.
No matter what the reason is, Wu Ya'er will die in less than three years.
Li Minglou stretched out his hand and gently touched the dress with his fingertips. He gave the dress to her and his mother, wanting to show that he was here to accompany them, but he would no longer be able to accompany them soon.
Li Minglou's fingertips rubbed and slid on the clothes. Will this person really cease to exist one day? Only the clothes will be left.
She only has his clothes.
Li Minglou retracted his fingertips and turned around to walk out. The child at the hall door looked at her nervously.
Li Minglou looked at him and said, "Amao, grind the ink."
The child breathed a sigh of relief and ran over to study the ink.
Li Minglou sat at the table and wrote before the desk. She didn't want the clothes, she wanted to guard this person.
"The current situation is chaotic, but I always believe that the rebels are gradually declining and we will definitely win a big victory."
"Two years later, my mother and I will go to your place."
After writing this, Li Minglou's writing paused. In this case, she could personally guard him and check what kind of disease he had. She could prevent it, be on guard, and prepare the doctor in advance.
Even if his fate is irreversible like King Zhao and King Lu, he will still die. Li Minglou pinched his pen and stayed by his side to better gather his troops and power.