There was a moment of silence behind the bamboo grove, and for a long while Ning Yi still replied in that indifferent tone, "Oh?"
Not to mention the tone of this tone, Qiu Yuluo, who had been looking at him with anticipation, began to lose all color on his face, and even Feng Zhiwei behind the door began to hate him—how can people continue talking like this
Qiu Yuluo has always been stubborn, she looked straight at Ning Yi, her expression changed, and she said sadly for a while: "That day on the river... Your Highness was drunk..."
Ning Yi turned around suddenly, his face was as snowy under the pale green and yellowish bamboo leaves, even looking at Qiu Yuluo with cold eyes, Qiu Yuluo couldn't say anything immediately after seeing him like this.
"Speaking of which, my lord is a bit strange." Ning Yi looked at her strangely, "Even if it's a lonely boat on the empty river, where this king is staying, no one can get close at will. Mrs. Li, please refer to the mistress , so how did it happen in the middle of the night to 'encounter' with this king on the river?"
He bit down on the word "Last Encounter" so hard that Qiu Yuluo's body trembled when he heard it, and suddenly he knelt down, fell at Ning Yi's feet, and murmured: "Your Highness... Your Highness... I don't know... Li Jiabieye Right on that shore, that night when I was distracted, I decided to go boating on the water, but I didn't see anyone... Your Highness... Your Highness... You can't doubt me..."
Ning Yi didn't speak any more, and with a movement of the corner of his robe, he was about to walk around her and leave.
"Your Highness!" Qiu Yuluo suddenly straightened her waist, took a step on her knees, and hugged his legs with both hands, "I don't believe you really forgot!"
Ning Yili ignored her, never even lowered his head to look down, Ning Cheng came out from nowhere, stared at her and said: "Hey, you woman really has the guts of a bear, you don't know how to pester Wang Jia Is his crime worthy of death?"
Qiu Yuluo didn't even look at Ning Cheng, she just looked up at Ning Yi who was standing still, with despair and determination slowly appearing in her eyes, she suddenly let go, reached into her bosom to grab something.
The thing she slowly pulled out with her fingers looked like a corner of a handkerchief. Feng Zhiwei was waiting for her to pull out all her hands, but suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw that the remaining gentry were accompanied by Qian Yan Walking in this direction, it seems that he is looking for her to make a good relationship.
At this time, it would be embarrassing for her to be seen standing here again. Feng Zhiwei immediately turned around, walked towards those people, and said with a smile, "Everyone, how is my garden? Actually, the scenery in Xiyuan is better, and it was brought from the north." The few bougainvilleas in my garden are probably about to bloom..." As he spoke, he led people to Xiyuan without a trace, leaving the people in the bamboo forest behind.
When she walked around Xiyuan with someone, accepted several people's overtures, and returned to the front yard, she found that Ning Yi had already left. She stood at the gate of the villa and watched Ning Yi's car drive away. Behind the guard of honor was the Cui Gai Baoding car, which gradually disappeared on the horizon in a cloud of smoke and dust. After a long time, he smiled slowly.
Behind her, Zong Chen was also looking in that direction, and suddenly said: "I also heard what I said just now, and I always feel something is wrong, should I send someone to investigate."
Feng Zhiwei seemed to be in a trance, a cool smile floated on the corner of her lips for a long time, and said, "No need."
That night, Feng Zhiwei rushed back to Tongzhou, the capital of Jianghuai, and as soon as he entered the office of the chief minister, he asked, "Have you arranged the manpower?"
After receiving an affirmative answer, she nodded and went straight into the study. In the middle of the night, the wind was cold and the bamboo knocked on the window. She sat alone in the study opposite the lamp, with a pile of military papers spread out in front of her.
From southern Fujian, Changning, Xiliang and the grasslands, there are official sources and hidden clues laid by her.
Hua Qiong's team has been growing gradually, and if it continues to expand, it will inevitably attract the attention of the court. She must find a way to hide Hua Qiong's power, which seems to be an impossible proposition. The team, but it is not time to stand on their own, Hua Qiong wrote to ask her how to deal with it.
The troops in Changning are well-stocked, and they fought with Tiansheng all the way. They lost less and won more, but they always use the power of one place to fight against the soldiers of one country. It takes a long time to win. Looking at the attacking route of the king of Changning, it seems that he only wants to annex Longnan in southern Fujian. North, and Tiansheng Huajiang self-government.
As for Xiliang, even though Feng Zhiwei is half of her own now, the country can't play games with it. What Xiliang can do is to knock mountains and shake tigers, encircle without attacking, and contain Tiansheng's southern troops.
On the other side of the prairie, He Lianzheng wrote a letter directly, with hints of eagerness between the lines, asking her: everything is ready, and the east wind can rise
Feng Zhiwei tapped her fingers on the desk, pondered for a while, invited Zong Chen, and said with a smile, "We have entrusted you to take care of our family business for such a long time, and I don't know how my family property is now?"
"You can raise a family for a hundred generations, but you can raise a country for a year at most." Zong Chen answered extremely concisely.
This result was beyond Feng Zhiwei's expectation, she opened her eyes wide and said "Oh?", she never thought that she was so rich.
"In the past five years since you entered the official career, you have received many awards, and the amount is huge. We will buy properties and land for you." Zong Chen said lightly, "There are experts who are proficient in business in the organization, not to mention Yan Yan. The family has been helping with great help, and just the Jianghuai business of selling silk and porcelain to the South China Sea bought a thousand mu of land in the suburbs of Beijing, which is not counted as an industry that exists in all parts of the country.”
"And..." he suddenly smiled, "Actually, we still have a lot of money."
"Oh? Could it be that you have a treasure left by the last dynasty in your hands? Isn't that too legendary?"
Feng Zhiwei was originally joking, but Zong Chen showed an expression of "I guessed it right again", and couldn't help being startled, Zong Chen had already smiled and said: "It's just that there is something wrong, it is not a treasure left by the last dynasty. "
"Who is that… "
"Strictly speaking, it is not a treasure." Zong Chen said, "It is the money and things accumulated by the Dacheng Dynasty in the past, and it is stored somewhere. Only the descendants of the Dacheng Emperor can use it at the most critical moment. It is said that this is the founding god of Dacheng. The rules handed down by Empress Ying require that each generation of emperors must deposit a batch of money and goods in the era when the national power is the most abundant, so as to prepare for future troubles. If you do the math, what is the number accumulated from generation to generation?"
"future trouble?"
"The empress once made an analogy, saying that there is a daughter-in-law in a family who is especially good at living. She scoops out a bowl of rice from the rice jar and puts it aside. Starving to death, the daughter-in-law took out the stored rice and helped the whole family to tide over the famine. The queen said that she would be that daughter-in-law, be prepared for danger in times of peace, and save a bowl of rice when there is nothing to do, so as to save a lot of waste here and there when the country is strong. , waste it, waste it.”