The Book of Troubled Times

Taishoufu.

Tang Wanzhuang sat in the hall and issued orders, orderly assigning and handling the things that Da Zhou and Zhao Changhe said just now.

Zhao Changhe squatted on the side holding a basin, only eating.

The subconscious mind is also learning...

Some things really do not understand, there is no way to be blind.

For example, whether or not to return the plowing... As a modern college student, I think I know a few words about why, but Zhao Changhe doesn't even know the specific plowing time. Now it's February, and I missed the time before. Is there any use in farming again at this time? If it can be remedied, do you need any official help? This is a lack of knowledge.

In addition, it also involves the question of whether the reduction of troops should be appropriate for the current situation. This is not difficult, because I have never done this kind of leadership post to determine the trend of a city, and I dare not make a decision casually. This is because I didn't place my heart well.

I can only squat next to eat and watch Tang Wanzhuang arrange.

Sure enough, it was still too late to go farming at this time. Tang Wanzhuang dispersed half of Xiangyang's soldiers in one breath. At the same time, the traitors of Zhenmasi tried by Li Si'an, together with Lu Shiheng's cronies in the army, were all captured by the vicious Blood God cultists. Go chop off your head.

It was so hot that it didn't look like the usual Tang Wan makeup.

That blue spring water seemed to turn into blood in an instant.

"When you are in troubled times, you should be decisive, not when you are not a mother-in-law." Tang Wanzhuang walked in front of him, seeing him squatting on the side eating rice with the same virtue as a big cat, inexplicably felt a little cute. But he said in his mouth: "Seeing that your eyes have changed a little? Don't you like me killing people?"

Zhao Changhe shook his head: "No...Of course I have to do this, but I don't think it looks like you."

Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "How much do you know me? I only think about..."

He curled his lips as he spoke, but did not continue, and instead said: "The city entry tax of one tael of silver is obviously going to be cancelled, and it will return to normal. But the problem we are facing now is that Xiangyang really has no money."

Zhao Changhe grilled the rice in a "smooth way": "How about some central funding?"

Tang Wanzhuang seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and said in a low voice: "Everywhere is inconvenient to use the excuse of bandits, the taxes are not paid, and the court has no money."

Zhao Changhe bared his teeth, and said after a while, "Qinghe also made this excuse?"

"They're better." Tang Wanzhuang sighed, "It's better because they are close."

Zhao Changhe glanced at her again.

In fact, it wasn't because of the proximity, but because Lao Cui didn't want to stand on his own. For a person like Lao Cui, if he thinks someone is worthy of support, then his money, food, soldiers and horses will be supplied to him, and the new contribution from the dragon will come.

So far, there is nothing that Mrs. Cui likes, and the Wang family's personal participation in the competition is considered a backup. If the Wang family really raises the anti-flag in an all-round way, the distance from Langya to Qinghe is actually very close, and it will be difficult to say at that time, after all, the in-laws have already married...

The scramble for the throne at the end of the dynasty has already begun.

Zhao Changhe didn't continue to talk about this, but just bowed his head to eat: "I'm going to borrow some money from someone, and I'll give Xiangyang an emergency first, and then I'll pay back some interest."

Tang Wanzhuang said: "Xiangyang's production is not strong enough, and Lu Shiheng forced conscription, resulting in a huge financial loophole, otherwise we would not have come up with the bad idea of ​​entering and exiting the city tax. And we can't do things like Lu Shiheng, we have to subsidize production... ... Si'an doesn't even have the strength to support such a large sum of money, so I can only ask him to raise part of it, who do you ask to borrow so much money?"

Zhao Changhe said: "Don't worry about this, anyway. You see that your face turned pale again after less than half an hour of discussion. You really shouldn't be too tired. Listen to the doctor, ah."

Tang Wanzhuang wanted to say that you don't learn, what can I do... As soon as the words came to his mouth, he felt that he was actually learning while squatting here to eat, and he also offered to help solve financial problems. This attitude is different from the past, " Compared with the attitude that the imperial court has nothing to do with me", it has already entered the game a lot.

Thinking of this, I was a little relieved, so I tried to discuss other topics: "The army, you mean to trust Xue Canghai?"

"Well, Master Xue's structure is much higher than most people think... The Blood God Cult's bloodthirsty is a skill factor, and they can be upgraded by killing people... You have never played games, as long as you have experience points, stones can be given to players Killing oil comes out, but this does not mean that the nature is bloodthirsty, as long as there is a higher goal hanging, he knows how to do it."

Tang Wanzhuang didn't care about the teachings of the Blood God Cult, and she didn't understand any game upgrades. She just asked, "That is to say, the current Xiangyang defense and army reorganization, you can leave it to Xue Canghai, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe gave her a strange look: "Since you can't trust Xue Canghai, or you don't want to let the cultists control a city with a base for defense... then you can use someone you trust to take charge, and that's okay. To refute the question of my face, am I that fragile..."

Tang Wanzhuang smiled and said nothing.

Why are you afraid of losing face...

Even if Xue Canghai is not very suitable, she is willing to let Xue Canghai take charge of the stall. This is the order of the prince. Even if there is a problem, the subordinate will help wipe the ass.

When this guy finds himself getting more and more deeply involved in all aspects of governing the world, he may become addicted by then. Even if he is not addicted, there will be a group of people whose interests are hooked on him, and will put a piece of clothing on him.

Afraid that cultists have a base? What is needed is that he has a base.

Tang Wanzhuang was in a much better mood, and said with a smile, "It's nothing. Now the main matters have been broken down, and each person is responsible. You can also handle the money that bothers me the most. I don't need to do everything myself. I can really rest."

Zhao Changhe didn't understand what she was thinking for a while, and walked aside speechlessly to gargle: "Eat first."

As soon as he turned around after rinsing his mouth, he heard a violent coughing sound. Zhao Changhe quickly ran over, and saw Tang Wanzhuang sitting at the table, covering his mouth and coughing violently, almost out of breath.

Zhao Changhe hurried over to support her, looked down, his hands were full of coughed up blood.

He seemed to be alive and well before, able to hit people and throw them into the water, but at this moment he was so weak that he would collapse in the wind, and being supported by him, he leaned limply on his chest, panting slightly.

Zhao Changhe didn't want to experience the feeling of nephrite jade's warm and fragrant embrace, and checked his true energy a little. The problem is actually an old problem, but Zhao Changhe was still speechless.

The treatment last night fixed her concussion injury, and the leakage of the power of the third secret storehouse could only be said to be suppressed a little bit, so today she was in good spirits, but it just happened again at this time.

It wouldn't have happened so quickly... Zhao Changhe realized at this moment that the woman told him to sleep, but she didn't sleep herself, and was always working hard.

The so-called shopping, she is not shopping, she is inspecting people's livelihood.

Her illness had a lot to do with labor, and if it continued like this, of course it would get worse.

Zhao Changhe didn't scold about it anymore, but just looked down at the blood on her lips, and gently wiped it away with his hand.

Tang Wanzhuang looked up at him in surprise.

The two looked at each other for a while, then Zhao Changhe said in a low voice, "I'm going to be treated, Master... even if you throw me into the water."

Tang Wanzhuang subconsciously wanted to make money, but she didn't have the strength for a while.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she finally closed her eyes.

The next moment, the familiar lips fell down and kissed firmly.

It was no longer yesterday's sneak attack. From the beginning to the end, everyone knew what to do in the next moment, but she still closed her eyes and leaned into his arms without saying anything to refuse.

I told myself in my heart, this is treatment... why bother to think about it...

The method of double cultivation combined with the Jue of Rejuvenation nourished her exhausted soul and body again, reappearing the mountains and rivers.

A heroic man with a scar on his face was striding towards her among the mountains and rivers.

She watched with a smile, and the two slowly approached, and then hugged each other.

The man bowed his head and kissed her lips, and she closed her eyes, pretending to say goodbye.

There is a tongue on the top of the teeth, testing and knocking.

She hesitated for a moment, but still obediently parted, allowing her to be grasped.