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Snowflakes, like blooming fireworks, drifted freely between heaven and earth. The back garden was silent at dusk, the curtains were drawn, and the empty swing was covered with white snowflakes.
Perhaps spring was approaching. Although snowflakes were falling from the sky again, the temperature was not very cold. However, Dong Xiaowan still brought two pots of charcoal fire into the study, making the study seem even warmer like spring.
Qin Mu had just showered, and his hair was not yet dry. Dong Xiaowan used a silk rope to temporarily tie it behind his back to avoid affecting his work. Qin Mu put his hands behind his back and wandered around in his study. This was his first time entering this study that belonged to him.
On the bookshelf on the right are placed classics, history, and some antiques. There are a few calligraphy and paintings on the left wall. On the sandalwood desk is a pen holder with a few wolf-hair pen sticks hanging from them. Under the pen holder is a small pot of orchids. Its green leaves are like swords, strong yet soft. After being taken care of by Dong Xiaowan, the whole study looks simple and elegant.
Dong Xiaowan first moved the small porcelain pot to the fire to boil water for tea, then walked to the desk to help grind the ink. She was wearing a sandalwood-colored jacket with golden sleeves and a phoenix-patterned brocade skirt. Her bun was piled high with emerald clouds, her lips were like cherry blossoms, her teeth were fragrant, her slender waist was as graceful as snow dancing in the wind, her forehead was shining with pearls and jade, and she was so elegant and graceful.
Thinking of how she had deliberately played a piece of music on the zither when he came back, which indirectly opened her heart to him, Qin Mu could not help but hug her slender waist, smiled and chanted: "I wish I had red sleeves and fragrant cups, green clouds and beautiful mist, to intoxicate my spring breeze pen."
Dong Xiaowan's slender waist was hugged. She stiffened at first, then she heard his soft moan in her ear and his hot breath on her neck. Her body soon softened, "Master..." She said a soft call that was hesitant but wanted to say something, like the chirping of an oriole oriole.
Qin Mu lifted up her beautiful face, which was as white as a plum blossom in spring, and kissed her two rosy lips deeply...
The rapid panting, the heaving breasts, the weak arms, the dreamy whispers, the suffocating dizziness brought by the long kiss made Dong Xiaowan lean on the desk to steady herself. Her beautiful face exuded a moving fragrance in this snowy evening.
"The water is about to boil, go ahead." Qin Mu let her go with a smile. He slid his fingers down her cheek, then moved them gently under his nose. He closed his eyes and took a long breath, as if he was intoxicated by the fragrance at his fingertips.
Dong Xiaowan uttered a whimper of shame. She retreated with her skirt pulled back, her steps staggered, almost falling. She finally came to the tea table and began to set out the cups and make tea. She never dared to look up at him again, her cheeks flushed.
After teasing the beauty, Qin Mu spread out a piece of white paper and began to write and draw. When Dong Xiaowan brought him some fragrant tea, he was already immersed in his own thoughts.
The writing on the white paper was messy and had no fixed pattern. It was mostly terms about the structure of the state capital. There were many places where he wrote and crossed out, crossed out and wrote again, over and over again, which showed how he had considered it over and over again.
For example, "public opinion supervision", "establish an audit department", "officials disclose their personal assets when taking office", "personal assets will be reviewed by the audit department when leaving office". These words were written many times on the white paper and crossed out many times, and Qin Mu's brows were frowned and relaxed, relaxed and frowned again.
Dong Xiaowan didn't dare to disturb her, so she stepped back silently, lit a candlestick for him to add more light, then went to the bookshelf, picked a book, sat down at the coffee table and read it alone. But after turning a few pages, she didn't know why she couldn't calm down and read the book. Her mind was still full of the dizziness she felt when he kissed her deeply just now. She pursed her lips gently, and her cheeks turned red again unconsciously.
She glanced at Qin Mu quietly. He was handsome and elegant. Although he was young, he exuded a sense of maturity and stability. Especially when he was concentrating on thinking about a problem, it was difficult for Dong Xiaowan to describe the feeling, but his pensive look would unconsciously infect and attract people, making it difficult to look away.
His long hair was scattered behind him, which gave him a hermit-like air. Dong Xiaowan held the teacup to her lips but forgot to drink it. All the scenes of getting along with him flashed through her mind, from the coldness and rejection when they first met to the lovemaking in bed later... ... ... ...
Dong Xiaowan suddenly realized that her thoughts had been changed a lot by him without her realizing it. She originally thought that he was a traitor who was self-reliant, but now she saw that under his governance, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the military, politics and people's livelihood were thriving. Especially that day, when she saw the people of southern Jiangxi's enthusiastic support and endless love for him, Dong Xiaowan actually felt honored when she stood on the bow of the boat with him.
Was everything he did really to resist the invasion of foreign races? This was a question at first, but as the days passed, Dong Xiaowan had unknowingly convinced herself and believed him.
Qin Mu sat in front of the desk for nearly two years. The floor was full of papers that he had thrown on the floor after writing. Dong Xiaowan squatted on the floor and carefully sorted out the papers. She always paid attention to whether there was ink in the inkstone. She would replace a cup of tea with a hot one when it got cold, regardless of whether he drank it or not. She also trimmed the candle carefully to prevent the candle flame from bursting and disturbing him.
An honest and efficient administrative system is what Qin Mu has been thinking hard about these days. How to organize an efficient and suitable administrative system for current implementation is not an easy task, and it can even be said to be an extremely huge project.
Comparing various administrative systems in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, there are many good ones, but not all of them can be copied.
Some practices are the same, such as the 30 years of reform and opening up in New China, which focused on developing the economy and enhancing comprehensive strength, even sacrificing many things for this purpose. However, this set of governance plans is not suitable for the current situation, because the situations faced in the two eras are completely different, and Qin Mu simply has no time to concentrate on development and growth.
Another example is public opinion supervision, the disclosure of officials' assets and the audit system. This is undoubtedly a good policy, but if it is to be implemented now, it will face many problems, and it is even difficult to predict what kind of backlash it will cause. Don't let yourself be crippled before the Qing Dynasty comes.
When returning to the city, Sima An said that it was better to stay still than to move, and that it was not unreasonable to temporarily copy the system of the Ming Dynasty in terms of administrative structure. The biggest benefit of doing so was that it would allow officials from all regions to be content with their own work, which would be conducive to their current recuperation and development.
But on the other hand, Qin Mu insisted on changing the administrative structure, which was also well thought out. Now everything is in its infancy, just like a **-year-old child, it still has plasticity. When everything is finalized and rigid in the future, it will be almost impossible to change it. No matter how powerful the emperor is, he cannot be stronger than all the officials.
How to make changes to lay a good foundation for the new system in the future without causing an immediate strong backlash from officials requires finding the right balance, which is not easy to grasp.
After two hours of sitting, Qin Mu's back and waist ached. He stretched his waist and twisted his neck, which made a clicking sound. Dong Xiaowan walked behind him and wanted to help him, but Qin Mu grabbed her warm hand and said, "It's almost three o'clock in the morning. Okay, let's stop here for tonight. Thank you for your hard work."
"Master, don't say that. I don't deserve it. You have been traveling outside in the wind and snow, and you have been so worried and anxious when you come back. It's really hard. I can't help you. Let me help you figure it out."
"This is not the place for a massage. Let's go back to the room and have a massage." Qin Mu laughed, picked her up and went straight to the bedroom.
On a quiet snowy night, Qin Mu lay on the bed with his limbs spread out, Dong Xiaowan's soft hands massaged him back and forth. Women from brothels had to learn how to serve men from a young age, and massage skills were just one of the many techniques they learned. Under her dedicated service, Qin Mu hummed with comfort, and his aching body became relaxed.
Dong Xiaowan was so delicate that she couldn't help panting after such a careful massage. Although she was only wearing a thin shirt, her forehead was still covered with sweat. Her rapid breathing aroused Qin Daguanren's sympathy for her. He turned over and reached out to hold her in his arms.
"Thank you for your hard work. Come, let me give you a massage."
"Master, you..."
"do not move."
Qin Mu said with a smile, unbuttoning her clothes skillfully. The pair of peaches on her chest immediately popped out, emitting a bright jade light under the lamp. Her slender waist was smooth and round, and the attractive curves tightened at the waist, and suddenly expanded outwards at the pelvis... ... ...
Qin Mu stretched out his hands and grasped her pair of juicy peaches, feeling their softness and warmth.
Dong Xiaowan looked delicate and shy, with all kinds of charm around her eyebrows, and she seemed to be both angry and happy, rejecting and welcoming at the same time.
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ps: I have been in a bad mood these past two days, very bad... ... ... ..
Listening to this song: Where are you going next
Can I meet you again
Helping you through this long night,
I will carry you even if you are tired.
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.(To be continued..)
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