Prefect's Mansion.
Tang Wanzhuang sat in the hall and gave orders, distributing the things that Da Zhou and Zhao Changhe just talked about one by one in an orderly manner.
Zhao Changhe squatted on one side holding a basin and only knew how to eat.
I am also learning subconsciously in my mind...
There are some things that I really don’t understand and I can’t just ignore them.
For example, whether to return to farming... As a modern college student, I thought I knew a few words about everything, but now that things were happening, Zhao Changhe didn't even know what the specific farming time was. It was February now, and he had missed the time before. Is there any use in farming now? 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 reducing troop strength is appropriate in the current situation. This is not difficult, but I have never been in a leadership position that determines the trend of a city, so I dare not make casual decisions. This is because the heart has not set its position properly.
I can only squat next to eat and watch Tang Wanzhuang's arrangements.
Sure enough, it was still too late to farm at this time. Tang Wanzhuang dispersed half of Xiangyang's soldiers in one breath. At the same time, the traitors of the Suppressing Demon Division found by Li Si'an and Lu Shiheng's cronies in the army were all captured by the vicious Blood God cultists. Go and chop off the head.
It's so fierce that it doesn't look like the Tang Wanzhuang you usually see.
The green spring water seemed to turn into blood in an instant.
"You should be decisive in troubled times, not the time for mother-in-law and mother-in-law." Tang Wanzhuang walked up to him and saw that he was squatting aside eating rice with the same virtue as a big cat, and she felt a little cute inexplicably. But he said: "I see a change in your eyes? Don't you like me killing people?"
Zhao Changhe shook his head: "No...of course I have to do this, but it just doesn't feel like you."
Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "How well do you know me? I just think..."
He curled his lips and did not continue. Instead, he said: "The one-tael city tax is obviously going to be canceled and returned to normal. But the problem we are facing now is that Xiangyang really has no money."
Zhao Changhe picked up the rice and said, "How about some central funds?"
Tang Wanzhuang seemed a little embarrassed to say it, and whispered: "Through the excuse of banditry and inconvenient transportation, taxes and taxes are not paid, and the court has no money."
Zhao Changhe bared his teeth and said after a long while: "Qinghe also made this excuse?"
"They are a little better." Tang Wanzhuang sighed: "They are a little better because they are close."
Zhao Changhe looked at her again.
In fact, it's not because of the proximity, but because Lao Cui doesn't want to be independent. For people like Lao Cui, if he thinks someone is worthy of support, then he will provide money, food, soldiers and horses to whomever, and the new power of Conglong will come.
So far, there is no one that Lao Cui likes, so the Wang family personally participating in the competition is an option. If the Wang family really raises the flag of rebellion, it is actually very close from Langya to Qinghe. Then it will be hard to say. After all, the in-laws have already been married...
The battle of heroes in the last years of the dynasty has already begun.
Zhao Changhe did not continue talking about this, but just lowered his head to eat: "I will find someone to borrow a sum of money, and I will give it to Xiangyang first, and then I will pay back some interest to them."
Tang Wanzhuang said: "The production in Xiangyang is poor, and Lu Shiheng forced the army to recruit troops, which has led to a huge financial loophole. Otherwise, we would not have come up with the bad idea of a city tax of one tael. And we can't do things like Lu Shiheng, we have to subsidize production... …Si An doesn’t have the power to support such a large amount of money, so I can only ask him to raise part of it, who can you ask to borrow such a large amount of money?”
Zhao Changhe said: "Don't worry about this, it's there anyway. You see, your face has started to turn pale again after less than half an hour of discussion. You really can't be too tired, just listen to the doctor."
Tang Wanzhuang wanted to say that you don't want to study, what can I do... As she said it, she felt that he was actually studying while squatting here to eat, and he also offered to help solve financial problems. This attitude was different from the previous one-on-one sword-fighting, " Compared with the attitude of "the imperial court has none of my business", this is already a lot more involved.
Thinking of this, I was a little relieved, so I tried to discuss other topics: "As for the army, do you mean to trust Xue Canghai?"
"Well, Leader Xue's structure is much higher than what most people think... The Blood God Cult's bloodthirsty is due to their skills. They can level up by killing people... You have never played the game. As long as you have experience points, stones can be given to players. He is capable of killing, but this does not mean that he is naturally murderous. As long as there is a higher goal hanging on his head, he knows how to do it."
Tang Wanzhuang didn't care about the teachings of the Blood God Cult and didn't understand what the game upgrade was. She just asked: "That is to say, for the current defense and military reorganization of Xiangyang, you can just leave it to Xue Canghai, right?"
"Yes." Zhao Changhe gave her a strange look: "Since you can't trust Xue Canghai, or you are unwilling to let the cultists control the defense of a city and have a base... Then you can use someone you trust to take charge. It doesn't matter. 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 suitable, she is willing to let Xue Canghai be in charge of this stall. This is the prince's order. Even if there is a problem, the subordinates will help wipe the butt.
When this guy finds himself getting more and more involved in all aspects of governing the world, he may become addicted himself. Even if he is not addicted, there will be a group of people whose interests are linked to him and will give him a piece of clothing.
Are you afraid that the cultists will have a base? What is important is that he has a base.
Tang Wanzhuang was in a much better mood and said with a smile: "It's okay. Now the main items have been broken down and everyone is responsible. You can also handle the money that troubles 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 moment. He went to the side and gargled speechlessly: "Eat first."
As soon as I turned around after rinsing my mouth, I heard a violent cough. Zhao Changhe quickly ran over and saw Tang Wanzhuang sitting at the table, covering her mouth and coughing violently. It looked like she could hardly breathe.
Zhao Changhe hurriedly went over to support her, and when he looked down, his palms were covered with blood stains from the cough.
Before, she seemed to be very lively, able to hit people, and even throw them into the water, but at this moment, she was so weak that she would fall down if the wind blew her. She was supported by him, and she leaned softly against his chest, panting slightly.
Zhao Changhe didn't want to experience the feeling of nephrite's warm and fragrant embrace. After a little inspection of his true energy, he found that the problem was actually the same old problem, but Zhao Changhe was still speechless.
The treatment last night had cured her shock injury, and the leakage and flushing of the third secret power could only be said to be barely suppressed, so she was in good spirits today, but it just happened again at this time.
It would not have happened so quickly... Zhao Changhe realized at this moment that the woman asked him to sleep, but she herself did not sleep and was always working hard.
The so-called shopping, she was not shopping, she was inspecting people's livelihood.
Her illness has a lot to do with fatigue in the first place, and if it continues like this, it will of course become more and more serious.
Zhao Changhe didn't scold her anymore, he just looked down at the blood on her lips and reached out to wipe it away gently.
Tang Wanzhuang looked up at him in surprise.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and Zhao Changhe whispered: "I want treatment, Master... even if you throw me into the water."
Tang Wanzhuang subconsciously wanted to fight, but she didn't have the strength for a moment.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she finally closed her eyes.
The next moment, the familiar lips came down and kissed her firmly.
It was no longer the sneak attack yesterday. From beginning to end, everyone knew what they were going to do next, but she still closed her eyes and leaned into his arms, without saying any words of rejection.
Tell yourself in your heart, this is treatment...why think too much...
The dual cultivation method combined with the rejuvenation technique once again nourished her exhausted soul and body, blending in and out, recreating the landscape.
A brave man with a scar on his face was striding toward her among the mountains and rivers.
She watched with a smile as the two slowly approached and then embraced each other.
The man lowered his head and kissed her lips. She closed her eyes and looked away.
There is a tongue on the top teeth, probing and knocking.
She hesitated for a moment, but then she parted obediently and allowed herself to be grabbed.
(End of chapter)
