The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Ning Yuxuan laughed happily: "When are you also thinking about other people's festivals?"

Ning Mingjie's lips, the silver mask looks a bit gloomy. Mo Yuhou also knows that jokes should not be opened, and they have received a smile. It’s just that my heart occasionally remembers what happened last night, and the smile still can’t help but emerge from the corner of my eye.

The water conservancy project in the state is actually the moat. It is only because of the drought in recent years, it has almost stopped flowing. The water that the people can use is very small, either by hitting a deep well or by returning water from a few dozen miles.

When the emperor took the emperor and the near minister to look at it, there were hundreds of surnames who were crying and licking their heads in the dry river. The emperor frowned slightly and looked at Zhang Jin, a state of the provincial thorn. The latter immediately squatted and trembled: "Chen is derelict. ”

There is no rain in the sky. Apart from letting the court allocate funds for disasters, what other methods are there? And the money for the disaster relief is really not in his hands, let alone in the hands of the people? Zhang Jin is also helpless and does not want to swear to the people. Therefore, he did not follow the instructions of the top, and banned the people from being allowed to listen to the day.

He has tried his best.

The emperor looked at the scene for a while and turned to ask the Prince: "Hey, what do you think of such a thing?"

The prince put away his cynical look on his face and stepped forward: "Father, son thought that leaving the state was only a drought in recent years, the court can continue to support it through the storm and encourage the people to sow dry things to maintain their livelihood."

The emperor nodded and asked the three emperors: "What do you think?"

Zhao Wei glanced at the dry river and said: "This river is a branch from the river. It is off the river to the east. It was moved six months ago, and the mountain was broken. Therefore, the moat was cut off. My son thought that the father was only It takes a manpower to cut the rocks and make the moat flow again. This is the solution."

The people around him sighed with amazement, and even Mo Yuhou nodded slightly.

The emperor was surprised to ask: "How do you know that the moat is interrupted?"

The three emperors smiled slightly: "After half a year ago, my son happened to travel through the river. When the old man from the river talked about the matter of moving mountains, he wrote a letter back to his father. He said that there would be drought in the state. The father did not see the letter. ?"

Zhao Wei traveled to the mountains and rivers, and in the eyes of Nie Guizhen, he always did not ask the evasive behavior of the political affairs. I don't know that the three emperors have traveled all over the Song Dynasty in the past years. They have recorded the customs and customs in their hearts, and wrote a travel note back to the emperor. Although the emperor loved the three emperors, he also felt that he was too leisurely and unwilling to go to politics. The travel notes also forgot a few pages.

Now mentioned, the emperor suddenly realized that his eyes were very pleasantly surprised. After several times, he even recruited the local ministers and accompanying ministers and the history of the state to discuss the matter.

The face of the prince did not change, but he smiled and patted the shoulders of the three emperors: "The three brothers have extensive knowledge."

“Big brother won the prize.” Zhao Wei said with a hand: “But it’s just a lot of way to go.”

"There is a lot of way to go." Zhao stunned and blinked: "The dumb brother stayed in the palace for a long time, but it is not comparable to the third brother."

Zhao Wei walked away and did not answer his sentence. Zhao’s eyes were not very friendly, but he turned and took the rest to continue to watch.

Ning Mingjie feels a little sleepy. I have been wondering why I have been dreaming for a long time in these days. There is always a white fog in my dreams. Then I keep saying: "You are wrong, you are wrong, you are wrong."

What is wrong with him? Ning Mingjie yawned, riding a horse prepared on the side, and walking along the river with the two emperors and Mo Yuhou.

Even if something is wrong, let him know. He has always said that he is wrong, he will not look back.

I remembered the dish that Nie Sangqi had cooked in the day. He chose three or four dishes, not because of anything else, but because there was a pot of local sake on the tray.

He loves to drink, and when he is on the ground, he is often drunk for days and nights. Jing Wenhou often said that he has no rules. However, this thing is the rule of life, life is so long, wear it for a long time, do not take it down, live is also quite boring?

The dish that day was eaten. He is still relishing it now. It is much more delicious than the house. There are some folk museums, but it is more than the heart of the restaurant. (Good-looking novels) If you have a day trip to the mountains and rivers, you can have such a person to cook for him, a pot of wine, a leafy boat, a bright moon in the water, what kind of coolness is it?

Thinking about it, Ning Mingjie wanted to sleep some, and leaned on the horse's neck, but it was bumpy and uncomfortable. Just wanted to change his position, he heard the distant guards shouting: "There are assassins!"

Among the people crying and crying, suddenly there were more than a dozen people who violently armed with swords and rushed toward the front of the Prince and the Three Emperors.

Nie Qingyun did not follow up today. It is said that the snacks that were made yesterday by Rong Rong had broken their stomachs. In addition to the guards at the martial arts, there is only Mo Yuhou and him.

Ning Mingjie frowned and flew the three emperors to pull down the Malay guard behind him, and the side of the Mo Yuhou also protected the Prince.

The surrounding people were scattered and screaming and pushing, Ning Mingjie and Ning Yuxuan were somewhat inconvenient. The guards seem to have controlled the situation, but suddenly there is something in the distance that comes to the air. Ning Mingjie wants to avoid it, but once he avoids it, there are three emperors behind him.

Jiman leaned against the window and suddenly shuddered. Looking at the empty room, I remembered that Ning Yixuan was out today, not at home, and it was too difficult to look at her.

She didn't care about what happened last night. The husband and wife in the same bed do not know how much, this is not her body, there is no need to care. If it is natural to be pregnant with children, Nie Sangzhen should also like this child. If you can't... then be bitten by a dog.

Looking at the hour, they should be back, and Jiman dragged his body to lunch. When I was just doing it, I heard that there were slaves who rushed back and looked at the people in the house. I hurried to the kitchen and shouted: "Mrs. Ning, Mrs. Ning, Ning Shaoye is hurt, you are going to see it!"

Ning Yuxuan was injured? Jiman raised his eyebrows, didn’t he say that he would martial arts? Still hurt? Wiping his hands out of the kitchen, Jiman asked the man: "Is he sprained his foot or sprained his waist?"

Jia Ding is the person in this house. When he looked at Jiman for a while, he said: "The outside is an assassin. I heard that Ning Gongzi was being injured in the protection of the Three Emperors and was being bandaged from Wanjintang in the state."

He also came back to report a letter, saying that Ning Gongzi was injured, in fact, he did not know who Ning Gongzi.

Assassin? Jiman picks his eyebrows, which is worth seeing.

After changing clothes, Jiman went to find a sedan chair and rushed to Wanjintang.

Ning Yuxuan and the two emperors were sitting in the heap of herbs, and inadvertently went out and saw Nie Sang squatting down the sedan chair and coming slowly here.

“Hou Ye?” Mo Yuhou, who was sitting at the door, looked unscathed. Jiman was curious and said: “Are you not an assassin? Is it not serious?”

Ning Yuxuan’s mouth was pumped and pointed to Ning Mingjie next to him: “The injured is Mingjie. You are so uncomfortable that I am injured?”

Ok? Ning Mingjie is hurt? Jiman quickly took the skirt and came in to see it. The man still took the mask, and the clothes were halfway off, and the wound on the shoulder was being wrapped. Seeing her, cool, don't open your head.

Not going to be angry because of the last thing? Jiman thought that this person should not be so stingy. It was a bit horrible to look at the wound, and several layers were still bleeding.

However, in the end, the dress was not perfect. She took a look and retreated to the side of Mo Yuhou. She said: "The family is the assassin of Ning Gongzi. I want to come to the wrong person."

Ning Yuxuan’s heart is called a gas: “I heard that I was assassinated, did you go so slow?”

I heard that it was Ning Mingjie. Did you go in with a skirt?

Jiman smiled slightly: "Hou, please be considerate, and haven't had lunch yet."

Next to the prince smiled and said: "Mulberry does not say, this is still forgotten. When Mingjie is wrapped up, we will go back to eat."

Jiman glanced at Ning Mingjie, who did not say a word, and asked: "Is the table young master seriously injured?"

Ning Mingjie’s back is quite a bit.

Mo Yu Hou seems to smile and laugh: "Ming Jie has a good car, and there is no serious problem."

"Oh." Jiman nodded, seeing that they got up and wanted to go, and wanted to go back to her little sedan.

I know that Mo Yuhou grabbed her hand: "I can't see anything in the sedan chair. I don't mean anything. Let's ride with me."

Jiman's face is green, riding? Although she has already slowed down, it is not a lot of pain, but why is the horse not comfortable with the sedan?

"Hou Ye..."

"Come, I will hold you up." Ning Yuxuan smiled softly and extended her hand to her.

Jiman took a deep breath and took his hand to his palm. With a bang, I heard that the front prince and the three emperors all turned back.

Ning Yuxuan's eyebrows did not move, holding her hand to let her sit up, then sitting behind her, pulling up the reins.

"Assassin doesn't know if there is any embers. Let me open the road in front." Mo Yuhou said very aptly to the two emperors.

The prince raised his eyebrows, and the three emperors had just opened their mouths to talk. Ning Yuxuan had already raised the reins: "Drive!"

This horse is estimated to have eaten stimulants, ran more than anything, and almost bumped up and out of Jiman. Ji Man ironed his face, holding his horse's neck and not letting go.

"You don't think my waist is more stable than the horse's neck?" The person behind him asked coldly.

Jiman’s hair is blown away by the wind, holding his horse’s neck and gnashing his teeth: “I feel that the horse’s neck is much more comfortable.”

Mo Yu Hou snorted, and the whip went, and Jiman almost screamed.

This is not the same as the kind of person in the park who is riding a horse around the park for 20 yuan. If you want to describe it, you will see the opportunity to see the airflow and the vibration is about to happen.

Jiman’s entire face was white, and he felt deeply that Mo Yuhou must be deliberate.

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