"Don't worry, I'm not absolutely sure. I won't drag down the three southwestern provinces and the Miao border. I just said that when it's dangerous, I might flee to the Miao border." Ming Lanruo didn't care about his doubts and just said calmly.
Even though Chu Yuanbai is her blood contracter, she can directly order him to do anything.
But she didn't want to do it this way.
Because Chu Yuanbai is essentially a very smart and proud person, he fell into her hands because she had the advantage of being older and having rich fighting experience.
She needs him to submit with sincerity, but now is not the time to fully reveal her true identity to Chu Yuanbai.
She still needs some time, just like fully controlling a powerful little Gu King, it always needs to be adjusted.
There are eighteen provinces in the entire empire, and the three southwest provinces are really important.
Hearing this, Chu Yuanbai held her hand guiltily: "Sister, don't worry, as long as you come, I will definitely protect you...ah!!!"
Suddenly, a few drops of hot tea fell on the back of his hand, causing him to quickly let go of his hand in pain.
"What are you doing!" Chu Yuanbai glared angrily at Scholar Yin, who was carrying a boiling kettle, and turned to complain to Ming Lanruo.
"Sister, look at him, scalding me with water!"
The hidden scholar said slowly: "Sorry, young prince, I was just watching the water boil. It was time to make tea. I accidentally splashed the back of your hand. I'm sorry."
Chu Yuanbai looked at the boiling water in the silver teapot in his hand, and felt a chill in the back of his head for no apparent reason.
I always feel that if he beeps again, he can pour a pot of water over his head.
"Okay... okay... okay." Chu Yuanbai took a step back, stuttering a little and staring at him warily.
Ming Lanruo took a deep breath and looked at Chu Yuanbai with a smile: "Xiao Bai, do you think you should go play with Xiao Xi first or go back home first? Sister will come to you for dinner later."
Chu Yuanbai then reluctantly stood up with the basket: "I'm going to find Xiao Xi. I brought him good things today! We made an appointment to go fishing and make a nest!"
If he goes back to the three southwestern provinces, he won't be able to see his sister for a long time. He wants to spend more time with her.
Ming Lanruo nodded: "Go, go."
Before leaving, Chu Yuanbai glared at Scholar Yin fiercely: "I will remember you! Bad guy!"
Then, he turned and left.
The hidden scholar looked at his back coldly: "My dear lady, why do you like to accept such a weakling as a follower?"
Ming Lanruo held up her chin lazily and took a sip of tea: "Since you know he is mentally retarded and you still care about him, little scholar, aren't you also becoming mentally retarded?"
One sentence made the choked scholar Yin's face look bad: "The little empress has a new favorite. She has taught him how to make oil tea and asked him to keep food, but I haven't seen you make a purse or a pendant for the governor.
A snack and tea..."
"I did." Ming Lanruo knocked the table with her fan politely, interrupting the jealous self-pity.
Scholar Yin was puzzled and said simply in a cold voice: "It's impossible. If it's done, how could the governor not know about it?"
He has a very good memory and never forgets anything, let alone the things she made?
"Xiao Xi, isn't it the best and most thoughtful gift I gave to the governor?" Ming Lanruo raised her eyebrows and tapped his chin with the fan.
Scholar Yin was stunned, silent for a while, and couldn't help but raise his slender eyes: "That's what the little empress said."
That little guy was really the best gift she gave him.
He suddenly pressed his finger on her fan and said in a low voice: "My dear lady, you gave the governor a 'gift', but you are willing to give another 'gift' like this to Xiaosheng. Xiaosheng is very envious."
Ming Lanruo's clear and beautiful eyes were slightly curved: "Little scholar, if you want one, does that mean that Qiao Yan and Wei Chief Qiao also have to ask me for a doll?"
Scholar Yin raised his eyebrows and smiled politely: "Why, the little lady wants to give it, and I think Captain Qiao must be happy with it."
Ming Lanruo suddenly leaned forward, held the fan and put it around his neck: "I always say that I have to push myself to the limit, but you, little scholar, are the one who pushes the limit the most."
As she said that, she lowered her head and gently bit his thin red lips: "Let's wait until everything is settled and see if God is willing to bless you."
Her body was parasitized by the Gu God. It was up to her to see if the Gu God could see the male insect in his body.
But now the storm is coming, the storm is approaching, the drama is about to begin, and the war is about to begin. She cannot and cannot conceive.
"Well, I must seriously worship the Gu God and serve the Saint."
The hidden scholar's gentle and slender eyes seemed to be filled with light, he smiled softly between her lips and hugged her tenderly.
…
Time flies, another half month has passed, and it is already mid-December.
The weather finally looks like we are about to enter late autumn or even early winter.
The carriage grunted and grunted as it passed over the soaked stone slabs.
The autumn rains came one after another, and the autumn rains kept coming. People in the capital put on thicker clothes, and those who were afraid of the cold even put on thin cotton-padded jackets.
The masters and servants in the palace also put on autumn clothes.
Qingyun Hall
"This year's situation is really not good. After the floods in the Huaihe River Basin, it was supposed to be the autumn harvest. Now a few autumn rains will cause the crops that are about to be harvested to fall, become moldy or sprout, causing serious losses..."
Several ministers and ministers from the Ministry of Revenue were discussing with Cang Qiao the situation of this year's autumn harvest, and everyone was looking gloomy.
First, last year, winter snowstorms killed countless people in Northeastern Xinjiang, and then came this year's floods, which caused flooding in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River.
Although disaster relief and flood relief are going smoothly, don't worry about food.
When the autumn harvest came, the heat was so intense that the autumn harvest was forced to be postponed, and the result was like this again.
The Minister of Household Affairs touched his beard and sighed deeply: "I'm afraid there will be a famine in the Central Plains this year."
This famine can be big or small, and the small thing is death. The homeless people turn into bandits, killing people and stealing goods, just like the water in Liangshan in the Song Dynasty.
If things get serious, it will become the Huangchao of the late Tang Dynasty. After I bloom, hundreds of flowers will be killed, the city will be covered with golden armor, and a righteous flag will end the entire dynasty.
Therefore, anomalies in the sky are often used to make a big fuss, saying that the monarch is guilty, or even a coward in power, and is warned by God.
But no one dares to say this.
"The two-crop rice and even the three-crop rice harvest in the three southwestern provinces are quite good. King Xiaojing Nan promised to transport all the surplus grain northward when he returns." Cang Qiao said while reading the report.
The officials of the Ministry of Revenue all brightened their eyes: "Seriously, that will definitely alleviate a lot."
At that time, the old Jingnan King was famous for his slickness, and was known as the "Three Non-stickers". He was deeply involved in the essence of the fence-sitting sect.
Not to mention asking him to pay for food, it would be nice if he was willing to pay for a copper coin. In the past, paying taxes to the treasury was delayed as long as possible.
The Minister of Household Affairs couldn't help stroking his beard and boasted: "I didn't expect that King Xiao Jingnan is so big-hearted and cares about the common people."
When Cang Qiao heard this, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she put on Ming Lanruo's hat without changing her expression -
"It was Concubine Ming who persuaded King Xiao Jingnan. Before, the army horse galloped out of control in the capital. She drove the car to save King Xiao Jingnan. It was considered that King Xiao Jingnan returned the favor to her."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they praised Minglan Ruolai in a low voice.
"As expected of Master Qiantose's niece, Concubine Ming is really knowledgeable!"
At this time, Lao He suddenly said respectfully at the door: "Master Governor, Your Majesty has invited me."
Cang Qiao's hand holding the pen paused, she raised her unpredictable eyes and looked at Lao He, then put down the pen in her hand: "Let's discuss it first, I will come back as soon as I leave."
It seems that after more than half a month, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't stand it any longer and compromised. He is quite interested in seeing what Emperor Ming is like now.
