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Chapter 122: The Breeze and the Moon

Ying Ning took away her father's wine glass and forbade him to drink any more.

Li Yanxing was unhappy, mumbled, and finally fell asleep on the table.

How could Ying Ning let him sleep here? She hurriedly woke him up: "Dad, although it is March, it is still cold. Don't sleep like this, it will be bad if you catch a cold. Jiu Jin, you are strong, come and help me."

, send my father to the east wing."

Jiujin was so strong that he carried Mr. Li back directly.

Yingning sat alone under the grape trellis in the courtyard and poured herself a glass of wine.

If a wet nurse is feeding her child, she does not need to avoid food. Although she is not a greedy drinker, an occasional drink can ease her occasional bad mood.

Although she looks like a young girl in her mid-twenties, her soul has been riddled with holes after two lives.

The darkness in my heart is overwhelming.

Although she usually hides it very well, even she herself doesn't know when those darkness will suddenly appear and drown her.

Zhuangzi is very quiet in the evening.

There are cuckoo calls in the distant mountains, adding a bit of peace to the spring day.

Ying Ning drank the wine in one gulp and poured herself another glass. In the misty atmosphere, she admired the dark green mountains in the distance and felt the boundless leisure and loneliness.

There were footsteps coming from behind.

Yingning thought it was Zhelan or Jinshu and didn't care. She just held the wine glass and put it in her mouth.

Unexpectedly, a hand reached over and took away her wine glass.

Ying Ning raised her head and saw Gu Changyuan's handsome face as if the breeze was embracing the moon.

He took the wine glass, brought it to his lips, drank the remaining half of the glass in one gulp.

Ying Ning frowned.

She really couldn't accept such overly intimate behavior from the other party.

"Your Highness, Sixth Highness, wants to drink. There are plenty of expensive wine glasses and fine wines in the world for you to choose from. Why bother to come to my place to embarrass yourself."

Gu Changyuan said nothing, turned around and sat across from her, picked up the wine bottle and poured another glass for him, drank it all in one gulp, and then said: "People are not picky when they are thirsty and hungry."

His voice was a little dry and hoarse.

Ying Ning heard his voice and glanced at him again, only to realize that he looked dusty and slightly tired.

"I haven't seen you for two months. Is His Highness in despair?"

"I just came back from Zhehai. Things are more difficult there."

Ying Ning also heard about Zhehai's national policy of changing rice to mulberry.

The imperial court lacked money to fight wars, build palaces, pay salaries to officials, and provide relief to victims.

The cabinet came up with the idea of ​​converting rice into mulberry, using a variety of mulberry leaves, raising silkworms, and weaving silk to make money.

The idea is good, but it is very difficult to implement it.

The biggest dilemma is that the people are unwilling to do it.

Food is the most important thing for the people. Farmers only believe in food and refuse to plant mulberry seedlings.

There were many conflicts between the common people, the gentry, local officials and Beijing officials, and between the imperial court.

In the past two months, Gu Changyuan has been busy with this matter.

The emperor took this matter very seriously.

If it's done well, everyone will be happy.

If it is not done well, it will be a disaster.

Gu Changyuan took the initiative to take on this difficult task, which was a desperate move.

After Gu Yingxun died, the position of prince became vacant.

How many princes are staring at you? If you don't work hard or fight hard, how can you stand out from so many princes and get the emperor's attention?
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