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Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "The reason why the bride and groom are not allowed to meet before the wedding is to prevent accidents at the wedding. After all, the two people who are getting married are terrified. It is inevitable that someone will do something bad or say something unpleasant during the marriage. Don’t worry, Grandma, Tinghan and I are very harmonious."

Wang: ...I'm just afraid that you guys are too harmonious.

"You're always right." Wang knew that she couldn't defeat her, so she simply refused to argue with her and said to Fu Tinghan, "Let's go quickly. I'll have someone cover you up. Don't let anyone know you're coming at this time."

Fu Tinghan agreed obediently and was about to leave. When he got up, he saw the official document he had brought and was thrown aside. He immediately squatted down and stared at Wang's burning eyes. He couldn't help but pick up the official document and said: "This is the new document." The salt that comes into the warehouse, this is the salt currently in stock, as well as all the registered salt factories. Look, when will our salt be spread out?"

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Mrs. Wang and said, "Auntie, Ting Han and I have to discuss official matters again. Can you please allow him to stay for a while?"

Wang opened her mouth and doubted her own judgment for a moment. Could it be that they were talking about business just now and she misunderstood?

She was a meek person, and although she was dissatisfied that they had to work at this time, she still got up silently and went out.

As soon as she left, Zhao Hanzhang asked: "How are the salt preparations in other places being prepared?"

The blush on Fu Tinghan's face gradually faded, and his complexion slowly returned to normal. He didn't even need to flip through the booklet and said: "There are eighty-three salt wells, nineteen salt mountains, and two salt lakes recovered from various places. I have roughly calculated these properties. The amount of salt, plus the salt from Cheongju and Gwangju, can squeeze out the private salt from the market, maintain a balance, and even have a surplus."

After all, there aren't many people alive right now.

Zhao Hanzhang nodded: "Very good, let Qingzhou and Guangzhou continue to expand their salt fields, send people to Jizhou, and start building salt fields in coastal areas. Next summer, I need a lot of salt."

Fu Tinghan asked: "You want to use salt to restrict the ethnic minorities in the north?"

"Not only that, but also the west, Jiangnan and Jiangdong," Zhao Hanzhang said with a happy face, "Yesterday I promised Shu. They have just surrendered. I will always give them more benefits."

Salt is a sharp weapon, no less sharp than iron and copper. As long as she has enough salt, there are so many things she can do.

Jiangnan and Jiangdong, she has many ways to make them slowly fall apart and then return.

The same is true in the north. Whether it is Xianbei, Qiang or Tubo, it is not suitable to use troops at this time, so she needs a piece of meat and bones to be hung in front of them so that they can taste it and benefit from it.

But... food is not free.

Fu Tinghan's mood recovered quickly while talking about official matters. By the time he went out, he had calmed down.

Wang was guarding outside, and Tinghe had probably just been reprimanded. He was standing aside obediently. With Wang opening the door for him, Fu Tinghan quickly slipped out, but was still seen by many people.

It's just that everyone is decent people, so if they see it, they just pretend they don't see it.

Fu Tinghan returned to Fu's house. Princess Hongnong was counting the betrothal gifts and things that would be used tomorrow for the last time. When she saw her son coming back, she said quietly: "Back? Fu Shangshu is really getting busier and busier."

Fu Tinghan thought of the scene just now, his face turned red, he bowed honestly and stepped back.

Princess Hongnong looked at his leaving figure and couldn't help but shake her head. She really couldn't help her mother.

Ji Yuan and Zeng Yue also successfully brought everyone in the other courtyard back to Luoyang. It was still early when they came back.

Kuai Yi and the hundreds of disaster victims took Guo Pu's attention. Ji Yuan had people personally arrange their whereabouts, and then took Guo Pu towards his home. As he approached the door, he heard the excitement coming from Zhao's house, and he stopped his horse. After a while, he laughed with Guo Pu and said, "Mr. Guo, do you want to drink the general's Tianzhuang wine?"

Knowing that the little emperor would also come to add makeup to Zhao Hanzhang, Guo Pulu agreed after thinking about it.

He also wanted to see the little emperor and Zhao Hanzhang. It would be better if he could see them at the same time.

Last time, it was very interesting for him to see King Langya and Wang Dun at the same time, and he learned something very interesting but sad.

Although the celestial phenomena had already predicted it, he still wanted to be sure. If it was different from his estimate, he had to run away as soon as possible.

Guo Pu himself still cherished his life.

So Ji Yuan sent someone back to get the gift, and immediately brought Guo Pu to the door.

They arrived at the Zhao residence by chance. Before they could even enter, they heard the sound of approaching chariots. Looking back, they saw the Imperial Guards separated on both sides, and it was the little emperor himself who had arrived.

A chamberlain arrived early and shouted into Zhao's house: "Your Majesty is here, please come and greet us!"

The guests in Zhao's house immediately went out and stood up, then made way for Zhao Hanzhang to help Wang out.

Ji Yuan stood on one side, and Guo Pu's eyes flashed slightly, but he stood still without moving.

The little emperor was surrounded by Xun Fan and other officials, and Zhao Hanzhang bowed his hands in salute.

The little emperor hurriedly said: "Today is a great joy for the general, so there is no need to be polite."

The little emperor came here to express his respect for Zhao Hanzhang and to personally give gifts to Zhao Hanzhang to consolidate the relationship between the two parties.

The original plan was to attend the formal ceremony tomorrow, but according to Taifu Xun, Zhao Hanzhang seemed to have something to do tomorrow, and there would be a fight, and he might be involved in it, so it was better to add makeup today.

In fact, the little emperor didn't even want to come. He felt that the current situation was already very difficult. Today was the 24th and there were still five days before New Year's Eve. However, he had to go to school every day. Zhao Hanzhang and other ministers worked overtime, so he also had to work overtime.

During this period of time, he has been thinking that there is nothing wrong with being an emperor who lies down and allows Zhao Hanzhang to act as regent. He is even willing to give up the throne. This feeling has been reached in the increasingly heavy schoolwork and government affairs. peak.

So he just wanted to reduce his presence among Zhao Hanzhang and the court officials, but Xun Fan and other Jin officials did not allow him to act like this.

They believed that the little emperor should still have a good relationship with Zhao Hanzhang.

He should appear today to show the world his harmonious relationship with Zhao Hanzhang, so as to deter those who have disloyal intentions, such as Ming Yu and Shi Le.

So the little emperor came.

But although others came, their hearts did not come. In the past two days, Zhao Hanzhang got married, and the court had a two-day holiday. No, no, the court had already sealed the holiday, but today it is true that all officials did not enter the imperial city to work overtime, so, Xiao The emperor didn't want to read anything either.

He also wants to take a vacation.

Moreover, he felt that there was a generation gap between him and Zhao Hanzhang, so he was speechless after saying the blessing of "Let's grow old together together".

Zhao Hanzhang looked at the time and looked at Xun Fan beside the little emperor.

Xun Fan immediately stepped forward to remind the young emperor that it was time to give gifts.

The little emperor came to his senses and immediately gave his gift, a BMW!

This is a brown horse, with brown body, long and shiny hair, and only a tuft of white hair on its forehead.

See you tomorrow