Datang: Married Princess Changle at the beginning

Lu Hanqiao seemed to come back to life after a short while.

Eyes full of tears, all bursting with brilliance.

She looked closely at Li Xianzhi, desperately hoping that Li Xianzhi would nod.

"Yes, really."

"Take a good rest."

Li Xianzhi smiled and nodded.

"Well, I will take a good rest."

Lu Hanqiao nodded again and again, her face seemed to have regained some blood.

"Well, let's go first then."

"If there is a destiny, we will see you later."

Li Xianzhi sighed in his heart, but smiled gently on the surface.

"Ok."

"Goodbye Brother Fei, goodbye Princess Han." Lu Hanqiao said with longing.

"See you."

Yang Fei also nodded, and got up after talking with Lu Hanqiao.

Lu Hanqiao watched Yang Fei leave affectionately.

I thought in my heart that I could meet Yang Fei in Chang'an City in the future.

Lu Junda who had been guarding the door hastily bowed to send Yang Fei away.

He had a complex expression on his face, but he didn't dare to say anything, and he no longer dared to meddle in his daughter's affairs.

This time his daughter fell ill, not only because he knew he would not see Yang Fei, but also because he wanted to marry his daughter to someone else.

He knew that his daughter would definitely not be able to marry Yang Fei.

After all, the family is wrong, and the identities of the two parties are too different.

Instead of letting her daughter suffer from lovesickness, it is better to let her forget about Yang Fei completely.

But now, with Li Xianzhi's words, he no longer dared to give birth to the possibility of marrying off his daughter.

Even if what Li Xianzhi said was false, he could only take it as true.

Unless one day, the daughter herself wants to marry someone else.

Outside the Lufu, on the street of Yuguan Town.

After Zhuo Zhengping brought the two of them to Lu Mansion, he went back to work by himself.

Now, only Yang Fei and Li Xianzhi were left, walking towards the old Yang's mansion.

"Xianzhi, why did you leave her with such thoughts? Didn't this hurt her?" Yang Fei said.

He naturally saw that Li Xianzhi was cheating Lu Hanqiao.

Therefore, I feel that it is better to completely cut off Lu Hanqiao's thoughts than to cut off the ties.

"Why, do you feel sorry for your old lover?" Li Xianzhi gave Yang Fei a blank look, and said in a sour tone.

Snapped!

"You girl."

"If I felt sorry for her, I wouldn't have rejected her idea just now."

Yang Feimeng slapped him from top to bottom.

The big hand slapped Li Xianzhi's buttocks 180 degrees.

This girl really didn't know what to do, and dared to sing against herself once or twice.

It is necessary to teach her a good lesson.

"Ah, it hurts, you bad guy!"

"Aren't I worried that she can't think about it, so give her a thought?"

Li Xianzhi gasped immediately, beating Yang Fei's chest lightly with his small fists.

Under the public, her face was as red as a red apple.

"Hey... you, won't you make me hurt again in the future?" Yang Fei shook his head and said.

"Hmph, I still don't feel bad."

"You see, what is it that you don't feel sorry for?" Li Xianzhi said holding back her mouth.

I don't know if she was joking or really jealous.

"You girl, you are dead tonight."

Yang Fei stared at Li Xianzhi viciously, and uttered harsh words.

"Come on, whoever is afraid of whom."

Li Xianzhi's face became even more crimson, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but bring out a bit of spring.

She thought, only she and her husband are in Lao Yang's mansion tonight, wouldn't that be...

Not knowing what to think of, Li Xianzhi's face turned red again.

Just when the two of you were in love with each other and I was talking about love.

Han Yuanqing galloped into Yuguan town and headed towards Lao Yang's mansion.

Chapter 462 Your Majesty, Should You Pay Back the Money?

Old Yang Mansion...

It is already afternoon.

When Yang Fei returned, Han Yuanqing had just arrived.

"Meet the general."

Han Yuanqing dismounted and saluted respectfully.

"What's so flustered?" Yang Fei frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"The Ministry of Households rejected the funds you submitted for the establishment of the school."

"At the same time, the annual budget of the Tianxia Weapons Manufacturing Bureau has been reduced by half." Han Yuanqing said nervously.

The three places, Tianxia Arms Manufacturing Bureau, Tianxia Bookstore, and the hospital, are the places Yang Fei is most concerned about.

Now the Ministry of Households has reduced the funding of the National Weapons Manufacturing Bureau by half, and has also rejected the funding for the establishment of schools.

After Princess Changle learned of this, she immediately asked Han Yuanqing to go to Yuguan Town to inform Yang Fei.

"Hehe, it's okay, you go back first."

Yang Fei was silent for a while, then chuckled disapprovingly.

Seeing that Yang Fei was so calm, Han Yuanqing's worries disappeared immediately.

As long as Yang Fei is not worried, as a subordinate, he naturally has nothing to worry about.

Anyway, the Xiaowei Army is on standby at all times, as long as there is a need, the whole army will attack immediately.

Han Yuanqing bowed to Yang Fei and Li Xianzhi, and returned to Chang'an City again.

"Husband, are you really okay?" Li Xianzhi asked worriedly after seeing Han Yuanqing leave.

She naturally believed in Yang Fei.

But I don't know how Yang Fei will deal with this matter.

So I was worried, so I couldn't help asking about the situation.

"What can be wrong?"

"If you're worried, we'll go back later." Yang Fei laughed.

The refusal of the funding for the establishment of the school and the reduction of half of the funding for the Tianxia Weapons Manufacturing Bureau must be done by Changsun Wuji.

I want to use this to prevent myself from carrying out the imperial examination reform.

It's just money, Yang Fei has never worried about it.

However, the money is definitely not paid by Yang Fei, it is still paid by Li Er.

"do not want!"

"It's rare for the two of us to be together. I don't want to go back so early."

Li Xianzhi shook his head quickly.

Since there is no need to rush back, then I will definitely go back later.

I was just worried that going back late would be bad for my husband's plan, since I don't have to go back so early, I'll come back tomorrow.

"Haha, what are you doing?"

Yang Fei was amused by her appearance.

"Hmph, be careful not to sleep with you tonight." Li Xianzhi pouted and said coquettishly.

"Hahaha, are you willing? Yang Fei pinched her face and laughed even louder.

"you!"

Li Xianzhi stomped her feet and walked into Lao Yang's mansion angrily.

She went to tidy up the room, and she will sleep here one night tonight.

If she slept alone, she would definitely not be able to clean up the life she was used to marching and fighting.

But with Yang Fei, as a married woman, it is natural to tidy up properly.

Time just went by.

The next morning, the two slept until very late before getting up.

After eating, Yang Fei and Li Xianzhi went back slowly.

Back to Chang'an City.

Yang Fei did not return to Yang Mansion with Li Xianzhi.

Instead, he went to Tianxia Bookstore first, and then went to the palace to meet Li Er.

In the Tai Chi Hall.

Li Er is watching the memorial.

Coincidentally, I saw the memorial that the Ministry of Households halved the annual funding of the National Weapons Manufacturing Bureau.

The word "annual fund" was first mentioned by Yang Fei, and then Li Er thought it was very useful, so he used it.

"Hey, why do I feel that this matter is not appropriate?" Li Er said with a sigh.

He took this eldest grandson Wuji to submit the memorial in person, feeling terrified.

I always feel that it is very unwise to halve the funding of the World Ordnance Manufacturing Bureau.

As if thinking of Yang Fei, Li Er couldn't help shivering.

Suddenly at this moment.

A familiar voice sounded outside the Tai Chi Hall.

"Your Majesty, it's time to pay back the money!"

Yang Fei leisurely walked in from outside the Tai Chi Hall.

He held a large ledger in his hand, patted the other hand, and looked at Li Er with a smile.

"cough!"

"What pay back?"