The Chief Minister's Ferocious Wife

   Chapter 244 He can't pretend for a long time

   "This Xia family is really rotten to the core, no wonder it's not as good as the Yuan family. From old to young, the top beam is not right and the bottom beam is crooked, and it doesn't look like a good thing!" Zhao Chuchu snorted. "But why does this Xia Chengxuan look so cowardly? It must not be from the original partner, right?"

  Xie Heng nodded: "Her biological mother is a slave, but life is better than your mother."

   "After all, your background is different. You have been reluctant to tell me this before, are you afraid that I will go directly to the Xia family to seek revenge?"

"I didn't know you that well before, so I didn't want you to get into these troubles. But now I don't. I know you are a measured person, and these things can't be hidden from you sooner or later. It's better for me to passively know when the time comes. Tell you first."

Zhao Chuchu smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder: "Dalang, I just like your frankness to me. If you always go around and hide everything from me in the name of being good for me, I will definitely unhappy."

   "I hope you can be so happy all the time."

   "With you, I will."

  …

   Xie Heng told Zhao Chuchu a lot of things related to the forces of Guangqing Mansion, so that Zhao Chuchu had a general understanding of Guangqing Mansion.

   The struggles between these ancient families are all swords and swords that do not see the smoke of gunpowder.

   Zhao Chuchu, who knew many secrets of the Xia family, had the last impression of the Xia family.

   Even compared with the Xia family, the Yang family has some merits, but the Xia family is nothing.

  Perhaps the wealth accumulated over the generations made them extremely arrogant, coupled with the incompetence of the emperor today, they were used to using money to settle everything and never took human life seriously!

  The Xia family is only a merchant who dares to do this, how can those aristocratic families be imagined.

   No wonder he gave this order to burn people alive when he caught the plague. Great Wei did not rely on his ancestors to lay a solid foundation for the destruction of the country at the hands of the current emperor. Otherwise, what kind of country can withstand such pretense?

   Even if there are no foreign enemies, the people will rise up.

   "How long can the emperor be in power?" Zhao Chuchu asked in a low voice, she was thinking about how feasible it is to kill the emperor now and replace Xie Jun.

  For Zhao Chuchu, assassinating the emperor is not too simple.

   "Three years left."

   "What natural and man-made disasters have happened in the past three years?"

   "There are no big things, but small things keep going."

   "Is that so? That's it."

   "You want to kill him now?"

   "I have this idea, but he's been pretending for a while. I still don't want to let Da Wei turmoil."

  The sudden death of the emperor would definitely cause chaos within the Great Wei.

   Anyway, the emperor has only been there for a few years, so he can transition smoothly.

   "Why don't you react when you hear this kind of rebellious words for you?" Zhao Chuchu looked sideways at Xie Heng.

   Xie Heng smiled: "You just said, but I don't know how much I have done."

After a pause, he stretched out his slender jade-like hands: "I don't know how many people's blood has been stained on it, and how many people have cursed me not to die, and I will never be reborn in the eighteen layers of hell. What is hell? I don't know, but I'm back."

   "Will you regret it?"

   "I never regret every decision I made, no matter what the consequences, I will bear it, this is my own choice."

   Zhao Chuchu pinched Xie Heng's face: "You are a real gentleman."

   She believed that no matter what Xie Heng did, it was definitely for Wei.

  Otherwise, he who was reborn could use what he knew from his previous life to directly replace the current royal family and call himself emperor!

   After all, Xie Heng went from a scholar with nothing to the pinnacle of power by himself.

  Xie Heng looked at Zhao Chuchu: "Maybe one day you will find out that I am an out-and-out hypocrite."

   "I only trust my judgment, Dalang, if you really have your own selfishness, you are no longer Xie Langjun of Lengshui Village at this time!"

   Xie Heng did not speak for a long time.

   He stretched out his hand and embraced Zhao Chuchu in his arms, and whispered, "Chuchu, why do you believe me so much?"

   Listening to his heartbeat, Zhao Chuchu felt an unprecedented sense of security: "Probably because I judge people by their appearance."

   After saying that, Zhao Chuchu couldn't help laughing out loud.

   The corners of Xie Heng's lips also rose slightly: "Then should I work hard to become the Xie Heng you want to see?"

   "You are very good now, Dalang, I am not ambitious, and all I want is to communicate with each other. In the future, you can be like today, and it is enough to tell me everything I want to know."

"I will!"

   Xie Heng promised Zhao Chuchu.

   He didn't ask for much, just to be with her for the rest of his life and grow old.

  …

   Three days later, Yuanhui returned to Lengshui Village.

At this time, Zhao Chuchu was spreading the recovered soybeans in the grain drying yard, and also told the carpenter in the village about a simple tool-wind cabinet, which can sieve out the dried soybeans and other debris that has not been cleaned up. It is much faster to throw slowly with the basket.

   "Yes, you just need to hold the rocker and shake it. It's lighter and faster than your previous method. And the material used is wood, and the cost is not too big."

   "Then I'll go back and think about it, and try to make it earlier."

   "If you don't understand anything, just ask me again."

"Row!"

  The carpenter thought about the wind cabinet and left happily.

   Yuanhui just stepped forward.

   "You have delicate skin, stand farther away, so as not to get itchy soybean hairs later." Seeing this, Zhao Chuchu hurriedly stopped her, "Wait for me over there."

   "I'm fine, I'll help you." Yuan Hui said with a smile.

   "Don't, I have to help you back later, that's a lot of trouble."

   Zhao Chuchu refused.

  Yuanhui had to stand aside and watch Zhao Chuchu spread out the pile of soybeans that had been taken back together.

   "Chuchu, don't you just pick the pods back?"

   "Then when do you have to pick them? Take them back and put them all together for drying, and the dried pods will open, which is faster than picking them one by one!"

   Yuanhui was a little embarrassed: "I haven't seen it before, it's a joke."

   "It won't happen in the future." Zhao Chuchu said loudly.

   "Chuchu, talk to Miss Yuan, just leave it to us." Old lady Chen and Mrs Kong said in unison, "We can do this work."

   Zhao Chuchu saw that there was not much left, so he handed it over to them and left with Yuanhui.

   Leaving the drying farm, the smile on Yuan Hui's face disappeared: "Chuchu, I have heard some things in the past few days, but you just listen to me first, don't be angry."

   "Tell me, I will control my emotions."

What    Yuanhui said was very different from what Xie Heng said.

   is basically the same as what she said before.

   It can be seen that the Xia family made great efforts to conceal those scandals for the sake of face, and even ate the human blood steamed buns from the original owner's mother!

   (end of this chapter)