The cold wind blowing from the north gradually dissipated. Although it is getting closer and closer to the end of the year, the weather has finally warmed up a little.
The biggest benefit is naturally that the ice on the river has melted, and the remaining thin ice can be easily crushed by the bow of the ship. Originally, Li Xingchen did not expect to return to the south of the Yangtze River before the Chinese New Year, but now that the northwest has been victorious,
The negotiations with the north are also progressing smoothly, and with the ice and snow on the river melting, everything will naturally become possible.
Therefore, Li Xingchen thought that it would not be a bad thing if the world warmed slightly. At least it would not freeze the rivers and even Taihu Lake. Of course, the law of true fragrance cannot be escaped. Men are all big pigs. If the weather gets hotter,
Li Xingchen must be thinking about the Little Ice Age again.
Although there are still a small mountain of memorials to be corrected in front of him - these are all left by Li Xinchen when he went to Xiangyang two days ago to be lazy. After all, others went there easily, so there are so many memorials that it is naturally impossible to follow him, but Li Xinchen is still in a good mood.
Rich or not, it is a good thing to go home for the New Year and be able to go home before the end of the year.
Xiao Xiang, who always said he would wait for Li Xingchen, had fallen asleep on his lap at this time. Maybe it was because he had been busy packing things in the past two days. He slept soundly, snoring.
Drool also hung on the corners of his mouth, and dripped little by little on Li Xinchen's legs where he was sitting cross-legged.
The hatch was opened cautiously, and Zhang Lihua walked in with her feet in hand.
It was already late at night, and the only people who had the right to enter Li Xinchen's room at this time were Zhang Lihua, who was generally acknowledged to have a lot of legs with Li Xinchen, and the maids. Although Li Ping, Huang Qi and others were also accompanying them, they were obviously no longer suitable.
This woman is very smart and knows that Xiao Xiang and even the entire harem have no good impressions of her, so she does not ask for any fame or status. She just follows Li Xingchen silently, and sometimes even changes into men's clothes obediently.
To highlight her identity as a female official rather than Li Xinchen's lover.
Of course, this is just a superficial reason. On a deeper level, perhaps Zhang Lihua did not give Li Xingchen a different taste to increase her attractiveness. After all, she is still older than a pure and lovely girl like Xiao Xiang.
No matter what Li Xingchen thinks about the above, she naturally feels that she is old. It is obviously difficult to retain a man simply by relying on her beauty. Only by satisfying his curiosity can she increase her chances.
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Li Xinchen stretched out his hand to push the memorials. There were not many left. Those that had been corrected would be taken away by Zhang Lihua. These memorials would be sent back to Jiankang Mansion at night and handed over to Zhongshu Provincial Department for review before being sent to various places. Li Xinchen could take his time.
Go back slowly, but these memorials, which are related to people's livelihood issues in various places, are not allowed.
As the territory of the Han Dynasty became more and more vast, even though Li Xinchen had set up a layer-by-layer mechanism for screening memorials, there were still not a few that were finally sent to his desk. This also made Li Xinchen understand why some people say that they are diligent.
Nine times out of ten, the emperor would be exhausted. Indeed, it is not an easy task to correct the memorials without sleep and maintain a high degree of concentration and thinking.
Zhang Lihua poured water for Li Xingchen without saying a word, and then took away the remaining memorials. These memorials were also divided into categories according to their importance. For example, the first thing Li Xingchen corrected was the memorial about the settlement of several tribes in Lingnan.
, and later there were memorials from several counties in Jinghu reporting frost damage, and the last thing left should be the supplementary content about sleep and rewards formulated by the central government as the New Year is approaching.
Perhaps for those people who have suffered from the frost, they are also looking forward to further relief from the court at this time. Perhaps for those officials who have worked hard all day, they are lying in bed thinking that they can take advantage of the opportunity of the new year.
Visiting relatives and friends... For everyone, perhaps what they are waiting for and looking forward to is very important, but for the country, after all, there must be someone who may seem strict or cruel.
Ranking of importance.
If Li Xingchen prioritized everything, no matter how big or small, then I'm afraid he would have to have four or five of the same people standing by to help.
Personal interests or even life and death, when raised to the national level, sometimes are really just a few cold numbers, and they are still mixed with other people's.
The memorials that Li Xingchen corrected today will be distributed first, and the remaining ones that can be ranked later in terms of importance can naturally be kept until tomorrow. However, considering that he will arrive at Jiankang Mansion tomorrow, it will be a hassle to go ashore by boat.
, so he might as well stay up late and hurry up.
Zhang Lihua took the memorial, and the two of them touched their hands inadvertently. Zhang Lihua immediately lowered her head slightly, while Li Xingchen stretched out his hand and gently hooked her fingers. Zhang Lihua smiled charmingly, bowed and left.
Mature women naturally have mature charm. Li Xingchen licked his lips subconsciously, but did not notice when the little snoring that almost became background music stopped.
After stretching, Li Xingchen found Xiao Xiang with wide eyes.
The girl gritted her teeth and almost said the words "adult(*)husband****".
Li Xingchen chuckled, and Xiao Xiang suddenly said dissatisfied: "Why are you smiling, Your Majesty?"
The girl bit the word "Your Majesty" very hard, fully expressing her dissatisfaction. However, Li Xingchen did not answer her, but stretched out his hand to hook her legs, picked her up and walked to the bed.
"Your Majesty, the memorial has not been corrected yet." Xiao Xiang said hurriedly. He was caught in the act, and his husband obviously looked not in a good mood.
"I'll change it tomorrow morning."
"That won't work..."
"It's not up to you to decide whether it works or not."
Suddenly there was no sound, and a moment later the candle was blown out.
The half-full glass of water on the table rippled due to a slight shaking.
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In winter in the northwest, the sun is a very strange existence. As long as it hangs in the sky, you can still feel the wisps of heat permeating the sky during the day. But at night, the coldness seems to sweep over you as soon as the sunset dissipates.
Now is the time when the sun sets in the west, and it is also when the sun is still trying to leave the last trace of warmth in the world. What follows is boundless coldness and darkness.
Outside Anding City, the people who greeted him had already formed a formation, watching the army marching in neat steps from the horizon.
The cavalry in the lead galloped forward happily, while the infantry in the rear group maintained a strict formation even when they were marching. From a distance, the entire army was filled with murderous intent. And they indeed had murderous intent.
, from Lingwu to Huile, the journey is not bloody.
And now the Anding City that sent them away once again appears on the horizon.
The moment they saw Anding City, loud singing could be heard from the army. (To be continued)