It was dawn, and the oil lamp hanging on the wall had run out of oil and gone out.
Behind the desk, separated by a screen, there is a small bed for the emperor to take a nap when he is tired from work. The bed is not big, just right for one person to lie on on weekdays.
Zhao Changhe was lying on his back in the thin quilt, with the empress dowager and the emperor nestling in his shoulders on either side. The three of them were squeezed together as one person, with their pink legs and arms intertwined on his body, a scene of spring, beautiful beyond words.
Zhao Changhe did not wake up. He used the dual cultivation technique at the very end of the battle. The injuries he suffered in the previous battle with Feng Yin had not healed after only resting for most of a day. Later, he used his body to guide the water, and the injuries all over his body that were crushed by the power of water element had not healed yet. At this time, he was sinking into a deep state of meditation with the help of the power of dual cultivation.
He was really exhausted these days.
Not only was he physically tired, but his mind was also tired. If it was usual, he might have considered Zhuque's mentality and dared not be too direct, but after the scene last night, he really didn't bother to think about it. Things have come to this point, and I'm here. I just want you, I just want to put you and Chi Chi together... I've thought about it a long time ago...
So that's what I did.
How do you know if the other party is willing if you don't try...
Facts have proven that although Suzaku was reluctant on the surface, deep down he had actually been prepared for this. Since he had followed him, how could he avoid such a day... It was only a matter of time.
The world is in such a state of chaos now. No one knows if we will meet again after we say goodbye. Since it is only a matter of time, why worry about it
The two women opened their eyes in each other's shoulders, and seeing themselves waking up from a spring sleep in each other's eyes, they rolled their eyes together.
When doing things, Zhuque was still wearing a mask. It was naturally inconvenient to lean on his shoulder at this time, so he took it off and put it away, revealing Huangfu Qing's charming and sexy face. It was a tragedy to find that the mask that shocked the world for the great Zhuque Venerable was now just a sex toy...
Xia Chichi felt that it was a bit strange, as if when they were wearing masks they were master and disciple, and when they took off the masks they were mother and daughter. Even their temperaments and personalities had changed, as if they could change at will.
The most typical example is that after taking off the mask, Huangfu Qing no longer has the ferocity that belonged to Suzaku in her eyes. Instead, she has the feeling of a beautiful and wealthy woman in the world, like a blooming crabapple, with the temperament of a queen mother.
Xia Chi Chi finally couldn't help but said, "I suddenly feel that you should be the queen mother. If I really want to make someone I don't know the queen mother, I can't do it. If there must be someone in charge of the palace, it must be you."
Huangfu Qing didn't pretend to be dead anymore, and pouted: "Does it mean that you are quite willing to listen to me?"
Xia Chichi smiled and said, "I was listening to you anyway."
"I can't tell." Huangfu Qing snorted coldly: "You never spoke to me in the past few days. You take care of your things and I take care of mine in the inner palace. Do you know that the palace people are gossiping about us in private, saying that we don't get along?"
Xia Chichi pursed his lips: "At that time... I was unhappy."
Huangfu Qing asked unhappily: "What about now?"
Xia Chichi tilted his head slightly: "Last night, last night you saw that I couldn't do it anymore, and you were so anxious that you asked him to come after you... At that moment, I felt that you treated me better than he did."
Huangfu Qing: “…”
Xia Chichi: “…”
If Zhao Changhe knew that the thaw in the relationship between master and apprentice was caused by this kind of thing, he would be dumbfounded. In fact, no one knew whether Huangfu Qing was afraid that Chi Chi could not bear it or was trying to grab the stick. I am afraid that even Huangfu Qing himself could not tell clearly.
Anyway, it would be best if you are willing to understand this...
Huangfu Qing finally stood up and stroked his hair lazily: "Do you know that I treat you well? From the moment I accepted you as my disciple, I wanted you to move forward. I didn't have any selfish thoughts at all. You almost turned against me for a man, and you talked more to Tang Wanzhuang than to me."
Xia Chi Chi looked at her with a little jealousy as her hair seemed to be trembling due to the action of combing it. She stood up silently and chose to put on her clothes first and then tie her hair.
He said, "I talk a lot with Tang Wanzhuang because she is familiar with political affairs. Let's not talk about other things. Just the current county power recovery, tax system, and military reform, what ideas do you have? Also, did you know that the treasury is out of money? This is also in the sect and is in charge of the uncle, what do you know?"
Huangfu Qing was so angry that he said, "I will beat you up!"
"No, if you want to fight, hit me!" Zhao Changhe opened his eyes. He had just woken up and hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he thought the master and apprentice were going to fight again, and subconsciously tried to stop them.
As a result, he got kicked from both sides: "Go to hell, it's none of your business!" Zhao Changhe: "..."
Xia Chichi jumped out of bed and held Huangfu Qing's arm affectionately: "Mother, let's go have breakfast. I know you like to eat bird's nest, turtle skirt..."
"Well, since you say you don't have much money, then save some. I... I am not a person who lives a life of luxury. As an emperor, you should set an example and be frugal first."
"knew… "
Zhao Changhe watched the two of them walk out the door affectionately, as if he was in a dream.
Obviously, the two of them were awkward a few days ago, but now they are done with it? Huangfu Qing even re-educated Chi Chi, and Chi Chi was still listening... Could it be that the thing still has a bonding effect
If you had said it earlier, you two would have been stacked together. That would be a feeling...
He jumped up, washed himself hastily, and followed her out to have breakfast.
The breakfast was indeed very simple, with light porridge, side dishes and a few pancakes. It reminded Zhao Changhe of the famous joke about the Empress of the Eastern Palace making pancakes, and the smell of the kang came to him just by looking at it.
Xia Chichi and Huangfu Qing sat face to face, drinking porridge and eating cakes, glancing at Zhao Changhe who was running over, and were too lazy to pay attention to him.
He is so happy that we are not.
Zhao Changhe sat between the two of them and coughed twice like the head of the family. As a result, the maid next to him ignored him and refused to serve him porridge. Zhao Changhe had no choice but to go and get it himself, saying, "I heard you have no money. What's going on?"
The two ignored him and said to themselves: "The porridge today is a bit sticky..."
Zhao Changhe said: "I think it's useless to ask you about political affairs, I will go ask Wanzhuang."
They both slammed their chopsticks on the table at the same time, their eyebrows raised: "How dare you!"
The palace maids around turned their heads away and almost laughed out loud.
Zhao Changhe sat back with the porridge in his hand, gulped down a big mouthful, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Didn't the Cui family send a lot of money and food before? How come they have no money now?"
"The Cui family took the initiative to send money and food because Cui Wenjing knew we were in urgent need. They have been fighting for so long and don't have much food left. They have planned to see how much they can get after conquering the Wang family... However, the Wang family may have money, but they don't have much food left. You just came back from there, do you know the situation?"
“Hmm…” Zhao Changhe lowered his head and drank his porridge.
I really didn't pay attention to these things, I left them all to Cui Yuanyong. So governing a country is not a job I can do.
Xia Chichi said: "We say we are short of money, but actually we are not short of much money, because we have confiscated a lot of money in the past two days... Some people's homes are much richer than our palace, and we haven't finished counting them yet."
Zhao Changhe: “… basic exercises.”
"But the problem is food shortage. Money can't be eaten. Years of war and the court's chaos have left the land barren. There is really no food to be produced. Even if we confiscate the houses of these people, that's all. It's not even spring yet, and there's still a long way to go before the autumn harvest. The current grain reserves are barely enough to support the war, and we're even more worried that if there's a disaster, we won't be able to provide relief... I really don't want to scold the late emperor, but he was a piece of shit. He was a shitty emperor. If he doesn't die, you and I will see starving people everywhere by the turn of next spring and summer."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
"Including Jiangnan, the Maitreya Rebellion destroyed too many people's livelihoods, and they have not recovered well until now. Tang Buqi doesn't have much spare money. Tang Wanzhuang suggested yesterday that we use the money to buy grain from Penglai. Penglai has had good weather and good harvests for many years, so it should be okay, but they themselves are not a major grain-producing country, and it seems that they can't supply too much..."
Zhao Changhe secretly glanced at Huangfu Qing, who lowered his head to drink porridge to hide the circles in his eyes.
Huangfu Qing couldn't do that, and Zhao Changhe's own knowledge was also very limited, so he could only say, "Based on my limited knowledge, there should be a plant called sweet potato in overseas countries, or sweet potato, sweet potato, or various other names. It doesn't require high soil quality, has a huge yield, and is easy to mature. The rhizome can be used as a staple food, and the branches and leaves can also be used as vegetables. You can ask Buqi to search for it overseas. Although it's too late to plant it now, it can be prepared for the future."
The two women looked at him in astonishment. How could he even have such an idea? Everyone had gone out to sea, and at that time no one would ask about the grain. So when did he ask about it
Little did he know that Zhao Changhe, who was considered to be far-sighted, blushed. How could he ask this question when he was out at sea? He had too little knowledge and could only think of the sweet potato, a must-have artifact for all online novels about time travel. He couldn't even fart on anything else. It was really embarrassing. And that couldn't save the urgent matter. We were already short of food. What was the point of looking for seeds now
"As for the most urgent matter, it happens to be related to what I came back to discuss..." Zhao Changhe tried to save face for himself: "We don't have grain, but others do. The Shanxi merchants have grain to sell to Timur, which means they have a lot, right?"
(End of this chapter)