The wind blows, the snow falls.

In front of the ferry.

Shen Cangsheng stood speechlessly.

Ruhua didn't say anything next to her.

Perhaps, at this moment.

It seems like four years ago.

"My wife, if I were in high school, I would definitely take you to see the prosperity of Shangjing City, and taste the candied haws in Shangjing City."

In Ruhua's heart, that moment has never been erased.

There are some things that cannot be erased by time.

Go to the capital.

The Minister of Revenue Mansion.

A man wearing a blue official uniform had a gloomy face.

Even at home, he likes to wear official uniforms.

It can be seen how much this person’s official addiction is!

Blue official uniform, honored as the fourth rank!

He is already a senior official in the court.

This person's name is Fan Dongli.

Four years ago, the top scholar, not only in high school, but also married the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, one of the most beautiful people in the capital at that time.

In the past four years, with the influence of his father-in-law, he has been rising all the way. It can be said that he has risen the fastest in recent years.

Fan Dongli was extremely angry at this time. Yesterday, I don’t know who it was. It was reported in the court that he had a wife before he won the top scorer. In order to climb up to the big tree of the Minister of Revenue, he concealed the news that he had already had a wife.

The door was pushed open.

The wind and snow irrigate in, and Fan Dongli shivered.

"Husband!"

A beautiful woman came slowly.

Lotus grows step by step, and time seems to have never left traces on her face. Compared to four years ago, there is more mature charm.

Especially her hands are not touched by spring water, just like before.

Weak and boneless, tender and smooth as water tofu.

Glossy person.

Fan Dongli held these hands, as if he thought of the small ferry, and he also held those hands in front of the small ferry.

The difference is that those hands are rougher than those of a man. Whenever I think about it, Fan Dongli feels that it is not a woman's hand at all.

It's like a pile of wood with holes.

Knock on.

The pair in your own hands is the woman's hand.

Tender white and smooth.

What Fan Dongli likes the most is his wife's hands.

The daughter of the Minister of Revenue, Qing Xiaoyuan.

Qing Xiaoyuangui is the only daughter of the Minister of Revenue and is well-known in the top circles in Shangjing City.

There is no other reason.

It’s just because Qing Xiaoyuan was born very symbolically.

Fish sink and geese fall, and flowers shut up.

Willow-leaf eyebrows, red lips.

A little bit of a wild nose is like a carving from heaven.

Once, the Minister of Revenue intends to let Qing Xiaoyuan enter the Eastern Palace, but because the prince often fights outside, he put aside the major events of his life.

The prince is about to be thirty years old and has not yet had a princess.

There are ministers of similar age in the court, and who has no mind?

The emperor's favor for the prince is a final decision for who will sit in that seat a hundred years later.

However, since the prince was twenty years old, he had no intention of marrying, which also led to the daughters of this generation of big men who were still waiting to marry in their boudoirs in their twenties.

Because their father wants to wait.

Later, the prince almost never returned to the capital for war, which made these big men unable to sit still.

My daughter is getting older.

If you don’t marry, you will become old before you marry.

In this case, it is unsuccessful.

Without the prince, some officials chose son-in-law from young talents.

The annual imperial examination is the best time for these bigwigs to choose their son-in-law.

If a daughter like the Minister of Revenue cannot marry the crown prince, then she can only let others marry into her.

Fan Dongli, once in high school, went to the capital one day and was attracted by the Minister of Revenue.

Qing Xiaoyuan walked behind Fan Dongli and pinched his shoulders.

"My husband is now in charge of the prison in the capital and has been tired these days."

Fan Dongli relaxed his eyebrows.

He sighed: "I don't know what the emperor is going to do. An imperial edict will allow all the dead prisoners in the world to be escorted to the barren mountains. Now, dozens of prison vans come to Beijing every night."

Prison Division.

It is Fan Dongli's current position.

If it were normal, there was nothing to do in this position, but since the emperor came down with an imperial edict.

Fan Dongli is almost busy.

And it's all at night, and recently, I can't even sleep well.

Fan Dongli complained: "I heard that the prince was doing it, but I really don't know what the prince is going to do!"

I became used to being idle, but suddenly I was so busy that Fan Dongli was in a hurry.

Coupled with the recent "rumor" about him, Fan Dongli naturally wouldn't think so much.

Qing Xiaoyuan belongs to the group of people who played with the prince and princess in Shangjing City.

Moreover, when I was young, who had never played with the sons and daughters of the high-ranking officials in the capital?

Qing Xiaoyuan's face was solemn.

He said, "Husband, be careful of your words. The prince's work is not something we can comment on."

Although the Daxia Dynasty did not restrict the people from discussing the king.

Even the emperor asked the people to discuss, and the prince was even more serious and set up a big drum in front of the palace gate.

He said, "If the people think that the emperor is stupid, then beat the drum and you can meet the emperor and give advice!"

Everyone in the world can advise the emperor!

Only by opening up your speech can you know where this country is sick.

Seeing his wife like this, Fan Dongli smiled unconcernedly.

Qing Xiaoyuan said: "The prince is kind and righteous. I grew up with the prince. Whether it is fighting or otherwise, the prince is seeking blessings for the people of the world."

What does the Minister of Revenue do?

It's in charge of money.

All you care about is the money in the world.

Whether the court is prosperous or not, we need to look at the accounts of the Ministry of Revenue.

Qing Xiaoyuan can see the smile on his father's face every time. The court's wealthy finances mean that the world is prosperous!

Qing Xiaoyuan once accidentally heard his father's words.

"The more people fight, the less money they make, the more money they make. When the prince fights, the more money they make!"

Fan Dongli asked, "Madam, do you know why the prince recruited death row prisoners in the world?"

Qing Xiaoyuan shook her head.
To be continued...