Chapter 55
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Yang Sheng and his brothers made concerted efforts to clean up the house in one day. The roof is paved with reeds, the wooden door is nailed up, and a big lock is locked, which means that the house is a house of owners.
After returning to the city, Yang Sheng took out his reward and took several brothers to the restaurant.
It's a restaurant. In fact, it's just a roadside stall. A few heads meet and squat at the low table beside the stall. Each person has a bowl of spicy soup and two pieces of pot helmets. They enjoy it.
This is the first time in their life that they spend money, sitting on the table and chair, and being warmly welcomed by the stall owner to eat.
As Yang Lu Hou ate, he began to wipe his tears.
"It's too damn delicious. It's just like a dream. I feel like I was a slave who couldn't get half a piece of hard black cake yesterday. How can I sit here and eat with a bowl today? "
One side of the brother patted his forehead: "OK, OK, look, you are so promising, and you cry. Now we meet a good Lord, as long as we follow brother Sheng to get along well, sooner or later you will be popular and spicy. "
"I, I, this soup tastes too thick. I made it for you."
"Look there." Yang Sheng threw the cake into his mouth, and his eyes fell on the street not far away.
There was a post station on the street. There was a long line outside the gate, full of soldiers in the barracks. Everyone was jubilant, carrying something more or less.
"That's the post station." The boss of the food stall was not used to this phenomenon for a long time. On the one hand, he brought out the new pot helmets, and on the other hand, he explained to them, "the Lord has added a lot of post posts, which are specially used to travel between bianzhou and Jiangcheng. The city's taxis can bring letters and things to Jiangcheng's family. It seems that some of you are also military masters. If you want to take a message to your family and bring something, you can go there. There is a special post office to help you write letters, but it costs a few more if you take things with you. "
In the long line, a yuan, his fellow countryman a Huang and chieftain Han Shen are in the line.
When they got to them, a yuan and a Huang Qian asked Han Shen. Han Shen was no longer polite. He went forward and took out two thousand dollars from his arms and put them in front of the post office.
The post office asked Han Shen about the address and the quantity of things he sent.
Then he took a piece of paper, folded it in the middle and made two copies. In the middle of the paper, Han Shen stamped a flower stamp and asked Han Shen to press his fingerprints on the amount of money. Only then did he cut the paper into two parts.
One for Han Shen and one for the record.
"There are words to take." Asked the postman, raising his pen.
"Thank you very much. Please tell me Lao Tzu's mother, tell her to put away the money, and don't spend too much. His son is a thousand husband now, and can earn a lot of money. On weekdays, if the daughter-in-law is disobedient, just teach her a lesson. Don't be angry with yourself. Wait for your son to go back and serve her. The old man will provide for her. "
The postman wrote down his words one by one and put them with the two thousand dollars.
Han Shen handed over the handling fee and stepped back to wait.
Ah Huang came forward and touched his head: "I have nothing, so I want to take a message to my father, my mother and my elder brother. I want to tell them that I have paid homage to the Baron and divided a hundred mu of land and a piece of land to build a house. Ask them if they want to move here together. They only say that we have our own land here, and the masters on the official side are not so fierce, so they can make a living. "
The post office kept detailed records one by one, and also charged him the corresponding handling fee and gave him a receipt.
When ah yuan got red, he took out a blue cloth and a small bag of coins from his arms. He didn't get a title, so he didn't get a reward. He paid two months' salary in advance, but he didn't keep any money. He gave it to his family.
Ah Huang whistled: "Wow, I only sent a piece of cloth. This boy only thinks about his daughter-in-law."
With shame, a yuan blushed and said to the post, "please tell my daughter-in-law, a Juan, that I'm all right in the military camp. She'll take good care of my mother and children. When I get my military merit and pay homage, I'll take them to bianzhou."
Looking at the bustling situation here, Yang Sheng leaned back and leaned over, "see, most of them are people around Jiangcheng. This time, they sent troops to Qixian County in order to open up the channel between bianzhou and the state of Jin. They must be better than us."
He waved his hand and asked some brothers to lean over: "I don't care what they do. Our team must win the first prize in this battle. Apart from other things, you should at least become public servants. When the time comes, everyone will have land, a house, a wife and a few children. We are the same people as them. "
At the moment, in the Xingyuan where Cheng Qianye is stationed,
Cheng Qianye is sitting at the desk, listening to Xiao Jin's report on the situation after the implementation of the new deal.
"From exile in other countries, adult men over the age of 18 who have settled in Dajin can be divided into a piece of land of 30 mu. The officials arranged to place the refugees in the inner gate, connected with each other, and lived in the lanes. Set up Li Zheng, pavilion long, supervise education. And the people don't migrate at will, and they are at ease farming. "
Cheng Chiba asked, "is this 30 mu too small? Today, I went to Xishan to inquire about the harvest with the old farmers on the roadside. It turns out that one mu of land can produce two to three stones of grain at most. After deducting taxes, it's not enough to eat. Bianzhou and the surrounding counties are sparsely populated. Why can't we give them more points? "Xiao Jin laughed: "my Lord, it's a good thing that he sympathizes with the people and benefits the common people. But this is a time of war, and the interests of the country should come first. "
"Our army's taxis were all levied to our own households. They thought that it was the most important thing to encourage them to do a lot of farming and provide a lot of taxes for the Jin army. "
Cheng Qianye understood: "you just want to attract them to the state of Jin, and make their land not enough, so that they can rent more land to pay taxes?"
"Today, the new military system has achieved good results. In the Lord's mind, the world is wide and the talent is wonderful. I have to obey them. These two strategies are the cornerstone of the prosperity of the country. "
"The military households made great contributions to the nobility and sealed up a large area of land. But most of them have no time to farm. And the new farmers just rent the land of military households. If they didn't have to pay a lot of money to rent the land and didn't keep much money, they might not have rented so much land at once. In this way, our tax revenue will be much less. "
"I can't see it." Cheng Chiba said with a smile, "we Xiao Sikou have different talents in money and grain accounts."
Xiao Jin saluted and said, "my Lord has great ambition. He eats your salary and shares your worries. In his heart, he thinks that only abundant grain is the guarantee for our great Jin master to fight in all directions. That is the cornerstone of the Lord's rule in the world. "
Cheng Qianye Leng Leng, when she just crossed over, there was only Xiao Jin around who could be trusted.
Moreover, it's not very reliable.
During that period of time, she circled around Xiao Jin every day, trying to make Xiao Jin look a little higher, and no longer regarded herself as a temporary substitute, but it didn't have much effect.
Up to now, she has not been persistent in this way, and no longer focuses on other people's views on herself.
Concentrate on what you can do and go the way you want.
But in the unwillingness, got this individual's sincere approval.
At the first meeting,
the man once threw a dagger in front of him and advised her to commit suicide as a weak woman to avoid being humiliated.
Now, he is still in front of himself, but he sincerely bowed his head and began to sincerely assist himself and strive for a common goal.
"Xiao Sikou." Cheng Chiba said, "from now on, it's up to you to improve the new deal and formulate laws and regulations. Although this task is arduous, it is related to the livelihood of the people in Shanxi Province. I hope you don't refuse. "
Xiao Jin's eyes flashed. She straightened out her sleeves and made a solemn ceremony.
At night.
Chen Qianye sits in front of the screen window, playing the zither and playing the general's order.
Step by step to the present place, the vision in front of her is more and more open, and she gradually keeps up with many people behind her.
No one can lead her on the road ahead.
She needs to explore and take her own steps.
But at the moment, she felt very secure, not frightened, not confused.
Perhaps it is because of these trustworthy friends, these loyal ministers, and so many people who look up to her.
The day she was weak and steady.
……
Mo Qiaosheng lies in the shadow of the eaves.
Overhead is the bright moon.
The sound of the zither came into his ears.
It's the Lord playing the piano.
He closed his eyes and his heart resonated with the passionate zither.
He understood the hero's ambition.
What the Lord thought in his heart is also his wish. He will break through the dark night and usher in the bright world that the Lord expected.
"Qiao Sheng."
Mo Qiao Sheng opened his eyes and stretched out his head from the eaves.
The man was standing under the pillar, looking up at him with a smile.
"Why are you there?" Cheng Chiba waved to him. "Come down and come to me."
Mo Qiao Sheng thinks of the clown he lost in the hot spring in the daytime because he couldn't hold it for a moment.
After a while, he climbed down from the roof and reluctantly stood in front of Cheng Chiba.
Cheng Chiba took out a triangular piece of tortoise shell. A small hole was made in the translucent piece of tortoise shell and a black rope was tied to it.
"Come on." She hooked her finger.
Mo Qiao Sheng obediently lowered the head of red cloud.
Cheng Chiba stretched out his hands and tied the black rope around his neck.
"I don't have anything to wear for a long time. This armor piece is for me to play the piano. I'll give you one. You wear it as if I were always by your side. "
She pulled the rope, pulled moqiao's head down a little, and pointed his nose: "what about you, do you want to send me something?"
The author has something to say: Gong Xinwen: an interview, Qiao Sheng, I heard that in addition to the nickname of crying bag, you have another second nickname of general she?Mr. moqiao: I, I'm just too excited for a moment. Please give me another chance. I will correct my name.
Gong Xinwen: what is the right name? Prove that you can cry at the same time?
Mo Qiaosheng: Q-Q
Cheng Qianye: code words, you give me something similar, and you dare to bully my people?
Gong Xinwen: Your Majesty, I am wrong.
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Yang Sheng and his brothers made concerted efforts to clean up the house in one day. The roof is paved with reeds, the wooden door is nailed up, and a big lock is locked, which means that the house is a house of owners.
After returning to the city, Yang Sheng took out his reward and took several brothers to the restaurant.
It's a restaurant. In fact, it's just a roadside stall. A few heads meet and squat at the low table beside the stall. Each person has a bowl of spicy soup and two pieces of pot helmets. They enjoy it.
This is the first time in their life that they spend money, sitting on the table and chair, and being warmly welcomed by the stall owner to eat.
As Yang Lu Hou ate, he began to wipe his tears.
"It's too damn delicious. It's just like a dream. I feel like I was a slave who couldn't get half a piece of hard black cake yesterday. How can I sit here and eat with a bowl today? "
One side of the brother patted his forehead: "OK, OK, look, you are so promising, and you cry. Now we meet a good Lord, as long as we follow brother Sheng to get along well, sooner or later you will be popular and spicy. "
"I, I, this soup tastes too thick. I made it for you."
"Look there." Yang Sheng threw the cake into his mouth, and his eyes fell on the street not far away.
There was a post station on the street. There was a long line outside the gate, full of soldiers in the barracks. Everyone was jubilant, carrying something more or less.
"That's the post station." The boss of the food stall was not used to this phenomenon for a long time. On the one hand, he brought out the new pot helmets, and on the other hand, he explained to them, "the Lord has added a lot of post posts, which are specially used to travel between bianzhou and Jiangcheng. The city's taxis can bring letters and things to Jiangcheng's family. It seems that some of you are also military masters. If you want to take a message to your family and bring something, you can go there. There is a special post office to help you write letters, but it costs a few more if you take things with you. "
In the long line, a yuan, his fellow countryman a Huang and chieftain Han Shen are in the line.
When they got to them, a yuan and a Huang Qian asked Han Shen. Han Shen was no longer polite. He went forward and took out two thousand dollars from his arms and put them in front of the post office.
The post office asked Han Shen about the address and the quantity of things he sent.
Then he took a piece of paper, folded it in the middle and made two copies. In the middle of the paper, Han Shen stamped a flower stamp and asked Han Shen to press his fingerprints on the amount of money. Only then did he cut the paper into two parts.
One for Han Shen and one for the record.
"There are words to take." Asked the postman, raising his pen.
"Thank you very much. Please tell me Lao Tzu's mother, tell her to put away the money, and don't spend too much. His son is a thousand husband now, and can earn a lot of money. On weekdays, if the daughter-in-law is disobedient, just teach her a lesson. Don't be angry with yourself. Wait for your son to go back and serve her. The old man will provide for her. "
The postman wrote down his words one by one and put them with the two thousand dollars.
Han Shen handed over the handling fee and stepped back to wait.
Ah Huang came forward and touched his head: "I have nothing, so I want to take a message to my father, my mother and my elder brother. I want to tell them that I have paid homage to the Baron and divided a hundred mu of land and a piece of land to build a house. Ask them if they want to move here together. They only say that we have our own land here, and the masters on the official side are not so fierce, so they can make a living. "
The post office kept detailed records one by one, and also charged him the corresponding handling fee and gave him a receipt.
When ah yuan got red, he took out a blue cloth and a small bag of coins from his arms. He didn't get a title, so he didn't get a reward. He paid two months' salary in advance, but he didn't keep any money. He gave it to his family.
Ah Huang whistled: "Wow, I only sent a piece of cloth. This boy only thinks about his daughter-in-law."
With shame, a yuan blushed and said to the post, "please tell my daughter-in-law, a Juan, that I'm all right in the military camp. She'll take good care of my mother and children. When I get my military merit and pay homage, I'll take them to bianzhou."
Looking at the bustling situation here, Yang Sheng leaned back and leaned over, "see, most of them are people around Jiangcheng. This time, they sent troops to Qixian County in order to open up the channel between bianzhou and the state of Jin. They must be better than us."
He waved his hand and asked some brothers to lean over: "I don't care what they do. Our team must win the first prize in this battle. Apart from other things, you should at least become public servants. When the time comes, everyone will have land, a house, a wife and a few children. We are the same people as them. "
At the moment, in the Xingyuan where Cheng Qianye is stationed,
Cheng Qianye is sitting at the desk, listening to Xiao Jin's report on the situation after the implementation of the new deal.
"From exile in other countries, adult men over the age of 18 who have settled in Dajin can be divided into a piece of land of 30 mu. The officials arranged to place the refugees in the inner gate, connected with each other, and lived in the lanes. Set up Li Zheng, pavilion long, supervise education. And the people don't migrate at will, and they are at ease farming. "
Cheng Chiba asked, "is this 30 mu too small? Today, I went to Xishan to inquire about the harvest with the old farmers on the roadside. It turns out that one mu of land can produce two to three stones of grain at most. After deducting taxes, it's not enough to eat. Bianzhou and the surrounding counties are sparsely populated. Why can't we give them more points? "Xiao Jin laughed: "my Lord, it's a good thing that he sympathizes with the people and benefits the common people. But this is a time of war, and the interests of the country should come first. "
"Our army's taxis were all levied to our own households. They thought that it was the most important thing to encourage them to do a lot of farming and provide a lot of taxes for the Jin army. "
Cheng Qianye understood: "you just want to attract them to the state of Jin, and make their land not enough, so that they can rent more land to pay taxes?"
"Today, the new military system has achieved good results. In the Lord's mind, the world is wide and the talent is wonderful. I have to obey them. These two strategies are the cornerstone of the prosperity of the country. "
"The military households made great contributions to the nobility and sealed up a large area of land. But most of them have no time to farm. And the new farmers just rent the land of military households. If they didn't have to pay a lot of money to rent the land and didn't keep much money, they might not have rented so much land at once. In this way, our tax revenue will be much less. "
"I can't see it." Cheng Chiba said with a smile, "we Xiao Sikou have different talents in money and grain accounts."
Xiao Jin saluted and said, "my Lord has great ambition. He eats your salary and shares your worries. In his heart, he thinks that only abundant grain is the guarantee for our great Jin master to fight in all directions. That is the cornerstone of the Lord's rule in the world. "
Cheng Qianye Leng Leng, when she just crossed over, there was only Xiao Jin around who could be trusted.
Moreover, it's not very reliable.
During that period of time, she circled around Xiao Jin every day, trying to make Xiao Jin look a little higher, and no longer regarded herself as a temporary substitute, but it didn't have much effect.
Up to now, she has not been persistent in this way, and no longer focuses on other people's views on herself.
Concentrate on what you can do and go the way you want.
But in the unwillingness, got this individual's sincere approval.
At the first meeting,
the man once threw a dagger in front of him and advised her to commit suicide as a weak woman to avoid being humiliated.
Now, he is still in front of himself, but he sincerely bowed his head and began to sincerely assist himself and strive for a common goal.
"Xiao Sikou." Cheng Chiba said, "from now on, it's up to you to improve the new deal and formulate laws and regulations. Although this task is arduous, it is related to the livelihood of the people in Shanxi Province. I hope you don't refuse. "
Xiao Jin's eyes flashed. She straightened out her sleeves and made a solemn ceremony.
At night.
Chen Qianye sits in front of the screen window, playing the zither and playing the general's order.
Step by step to the present place, the vision in front of her is more and more open, and she gradually keeps up with many people behind her.
No one can lead her on the road ahead.
She needs to explore and take her own steps.
But at the moment, she felt very secure, not frightened, not confused.
Perhaps it is because of these trustworthy friends, these loyal ministers, and so many people who look up to her.
The day she was weak and steady.
……
Mo Qiaosheng lies in the shadow of the eaves.
Overhead is the bright moon.
The sound of the zither came into his ears.
It's the Lord playing the piano.
He closed his eyes and his heart resonated with the passionate zither.
He understood the hero's ambition.
What the Lord thought in his heart is also his wish. He will break through the dark night and usher in the bright world that the Lord expected.
"Qiao Sheng."
Mo Qiao Sheng opened his eyes and stretched out his head from the eaves.
The man was standing under the pillar, looking up at him with a smile.
"Why are you there?" Cheng Chiba waved to him. "Come down and come to me."
Mo Qiao Sheng thinks of the clown he lost in the hot spring in the daytime because he couldn't hold it for a moment.
After a while, he climbed down from the roof and reluctantly stood in front of Cheng Chiba.
Cheng Chiba took out a triangular piece of tortoise shell. A small hole was made in the translucent piece of tortoise shell and a black rope was tied to it.
"Come on." She hooked her finger.
Mo Qiao Sheng obediently lowered the head of red cloud.
Cheng Chiba stretched out his hands and tied the black rope around his neck.
"I don't have anything to wear for a long time. This armor piece is for me to play the piano. I'll give you one. You wear it as if I were always by your side. "
She pulled the rope, pulled moqiao's head down a little, and pointed his nose: "what about you, do you want to send me something?"
The author has something to say: Gong Xinwen: an interview, Qiao Sheng, I heard that in addition to the nickname of crying bag, you have another second nickname of general she?Mr. moqiao: I, I'm just too excited for a moment. Please give me another chance. I will correct my name.
Gong Xinwen: what is the right name? Prove that you can cry at the same time?
Mo Qiaosheng: Q-Q
Cheng Qianye: code words, you give me something similar, and you dare to bully my people?
Gong Xinwen: Your Majesty, I am wrong.
Yang Sheng and his brothers made concerted efforts to clean up the house in one day. The roof is paved with reeds, the wooden door is nailed up, and a big lock is locked, which means that the house is a house of owners. After returning to the city, Yang Sheng took out his reward and took several brothers to the restaurant. It's a restaurant. In fact, it's just a roadside stall. A few heads meet and squat at the low table beside the stall. Each person has a bowl of spicy soup and two pieces of pot helmets. They enjoy it. This is the first time in their life that they spend money, sitting on the table and chair, and being warmly welcomed by the stall owner to eat. As Yang Lu Hou ate, he began to wipe his tears. "It's too damn delicious. It's just like a dream. I feel like I was a slave who couldn't get half a piece of hard black cake yesterday. How can I sit here and eat with a bowl today? " One side of the brother patted his forehead: "OK, OK, look, you are so promising, and you cry. Now we meet a good Lord, as long as we follow brother Sheng to get along well, sooner or later you will be popular and spicy. " "I, I, this soup tastes too thick. I made it for you." "Look there." Yang Sheng threw the cake into his mouth, and his eyes fell on the street not far away. There was a post station on the street. There was a long line outside the gate, full of soldiers in the barracks. Everyone was jubilant, carrying something more or less. "That's the post station." The boss of the food stall was not used to this phenomenon for a long time. On the one hand, he brought out the new pot helmets, and on the other hand, he explained to them, "the Lord has added a lot of post posts, which are specially used to travel between bianzhou and Jiangcheng. The city's taxis can bring letters and things to Jiangcheng's family. It seems that some of you are also military masters. If you want to take a message to your family and bring something, you can go there. There is a special post office to help you write letters, but it costs a few more if you take things with you. " In the long line, a yuan, his fellow countryman a Huang and chieftain Han Shen are in the line. When they got to them, a yuan and a Huang Qian asked Han Shen. Han Shen was no longer polite. He went forward and took out two thousand dollars from his arms and put them in front of the post office. The post office asked Han Shen about the address and the quantity of things he sent. Then he took a piece of paper, folded it in the middle and made two copies. In the middle of the paper, Han Shen stamped a flower stamp and asked Han Shen to press his fingerprints on the amount of money. Only then did he cut the paper into two parts. One for Han Shen and one for the record. "There are words to take." Asked the postman, raising his pen. "Thank you very much. Please tell me Lao Tzu's mother, tell her to put away the money, and don't spend too much. His son is a thousand husband now, and can earn a lot of money. On weekdays, if the daughter-in-law is disobedient, just teach her a lesson. Don't be angry with yourself. Wait for your son to go back and serve her. The old man will provide for her. " The postman wrote down his words one by one and put them with the two thousand dollars. Han Shen handed over the handling fee and stepped back to wait. Ah Huang came forward and touched his head: "I have nothing, so I want to take a message to my father, my mother and my elder brother. I want to tell them that I have paid homage to the Baron and divided a hundred mu of land and a piece of land to build a house. Ask them if they want to move here together. They only say that we have our own land here, and the masters on the official side are not so fierce, so they can make a living. " The post office kept detailed records one by one, and also charged him the corresponding handling fee and gave him a receipt. When ah yuan got red, he took out a blue cloth and a small bag of coins from his arms. He didn't get a title, so he didn't get a reward. He paid two months' salary in advance, but he didn't keep any money. He gave it to his family. Ah Huang whistled: "Wow, I only sent a piece of cloth. This boy only thinks about his daughter-in-law." With shame, a yuan blushed and said to the post, "please tell my daughter-in-law, a Juan, that I'm all right in the military camp. She'll take good care of my mother and children. When I get my military merit and pay homage, I'll take them to bianzhou." Looking at the bustling situation here, Yang Sheng leaned back and leaned over, "see, most of them are people around Jiangcheng. This time, they sent troops to Qixian County in order to open up the channel between bianzhou and the state of Jin. They must be better than us." He waved his hand and asked some brothers to lean over: "I don't care what they do. Our team must win the first prize in this battle. Apart from other things, you should at least become public servants. When the time comes, everyone will have land, a house, a wife and a few children. We are the same people as them. " At the moment, in the Xingyuan where Cheng Qianye is stationed, Cheng Qianye is sitting at the desk, listening to Xiao Jin's report on the situation after the implementation of the new deal. "From exile in other countries, adult men over the age of 18 who have settled in Dajin can be divided into a piece of land of 30 mu. The officials arranged to place the refugees in the inner gate, connected with each other, and lived in the lanes. Set up Li Zheng, pavilion long, supervise education. And the people don't migrate at will, and they are at ease farming. " Cheng Chiba asked, "is this 30 mu too small? Today, I went to Xishan to inquire about the harvest with the old farmers on the roadside. It turns out that one mu of land can produce two to three stones of grain at most. After deducting taxes, it's not enough to eat. Bianzhou and the surrounding counties are sparsely populated. Why can't we give them more points? "Xiao Jin laughed: "my Lord, it's a good thing that he sympathizes with the people and benefits the common people. But this is a time of war, and the interests of the country should come first. " "Our army's taxis were all levied to our own households. They thought that it was the most important thing to encourage them to do a lot of farming and provide a lot of taxes for the Jin army. " Cheng Qianye understood: "you just want to attract them to the state of Jin, and make their land not enough, so that they can rent more land to pay taxes?" "Today, the new military system has achieved good results. In the Lord's mind, the world is wide and the talent is wonderful. I have to obey them. These two strategies are the cornerstone of the prosperity of the country. " "The military households made great contributions to the nobility and sealed up a large area of land. But most of them have no time to farm. And the new farmers just rent the land of military households. If they didn't have to pay a lot of money to rent the land and didn't keep much money, they might not have rented so much land at once. In this way, our tax revenue will be much less. " "I can't see it." Cheng Chiba said with a smile, "we Xiao Sikou have different talents in money and grain accounts." Xiao Jin saluted and said, "my Lord has great ambition. He eats your salary and shares your worries. In his heart, he thinks that only abundant grain is the guarantee for our great Jin master to fight in all directions. That is the cornerstone of the Lord's rule in the world. " Cheng Qianye Leng Leng, when she just crossed over, there was only Xiao Jin around who could be trusted. Moreover, it's not very reliable. During that period of time, she circled around Xiao Jin every day, trying to make Xiao Jin look a little higher, and no longer regarded herself as a temporary substitute, but it didn't have much effect. Up to now, she has not been persistent in this way, and no longer focuses on other people's views on herself. Concentrate on what you can do and go the way you want. But in the unwillingness, got this individual's sincere approval. At the first meeting, the man once threw a dagger in front of him and advised her to commit suicide as a weak woman to avoid being humiliated. Now, he is still in front of himself, but he sincerely bowed his head and began to sincerely assist himself and strive for a common goal. "Xiao Sikou." Cheng Chiba said, "from now on, it's up to you to improve the new deal and formulate laws and regulations. Although this task is arduous, it is related to the livelihood of the people in Shanxi Province. I hope you don't refuse. " Xiao Jin's eyes flashed. She straightened out her sleeves and made a solemn ceremony. At night. Chen Qianye sits in front of the screen window, playing the zither and playing the general's order. Step by step to the present place, the vision in front of her is more and more open, and she gradually keeps up with many people behind her. No one can lead her on the road ahead. She needs to explore and take her own steps. But at the moment, she felt very secure, not frightened, not confused. Perhaps it is because of these trustworthy friends, these loyal ministers, and so many people who look up to her. The day she was weak and steady. Mo Qiaosheng lies in the shadow of the eaves. Overhead is the bright moon. The sound of the zither came into his ears. It's the Lord playing the piano. He closed his eyes and his heart resonated with the passionate zither. He understood the hero's ambition. What the Lord thought in his heart is also his wish. He will break through the dark night and usher in the bright world that the Lord expected. "Qiao Sheng." Mo Qiao Sheng opened his eyes and stretched out his head from the eaves. The man was standing under the pillar, looking up at him with a smile. "Why are you there?" Cheng Chiba waved to him. "Come down and come to me." Mo Qiao Sheng thinks of the clown he lost in the hot spring in the daytime because he couldn't hold it for a moment. After a while, he climbed down from the roof and reluctantly stood in front of Cheng Chiba. Cheng Chiba took out a triangular piece of tortoise shell. A small hole was made in the translucent piece of tortoise shell and a black rope was tied to it. "Come on." She hooked her finger. Mo Qiao Sheng obediently lowered the head of red cloud. Cheng Chiba stretched out his hands and tied the black rope around his neck. "I don't have anything to wear for a long time. This armor piece is for me to play the piano. I'll give you one. You wear it as if I were always by your side. " She pulled the rope, pulled moqiao's head down a little, and pointed his nose: "what about you, do you want to send me something?" The author has something to say: Gong Xinwen: an interview, Qiao Sheng, I heard that in addition to the nickname of crying bag, you have another second nickname of general she?Mr. moqiao: I, I'm just too excited for a moment. Please give me another chance. I will correct my name. Gong Xinwen: what is the right name? Prove that you can cry at the same time? Mo Qiaosheng: Q-Q Cheng Qianye: code words, you give me something similar, and you dare to bully my people? Gong Xinwen: Your Majesty, I am wrong.
