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 lodging, 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 harvest was 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", and he had 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 boasting: "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 and horses galloped out of control in the capital. She drove the car to save King Xiao Jingnan. It was King Xiao Jingnan who returned the favor to her."
Everyone was stunned and then 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. This chapter has been completed!
