Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

After being given a few words of advice, Chief Wei was convinced.

The Queen Mother has always been suspected of being seriously ill, and Chief Assistant Wei and the Queen Mother had some quarrels. The Queen Mother was taking advantage of him while also being on guard against him.

The master is right. If you take refuge in the Queen Mother, even if the Queen Mother gains power in the future, she will definitely kill the donkey.

"Master, I have something unclear."

In front of Lu Yunxi, Chief Wei acted very humbly and asked the doubts in his heart, "On the day of the palace coup, Jiang Fulu escaped with his men, and Jiang Mansion and several other people in the mansion went to empty the house. Could it be that Did the news leak out early?”

The whereabouts of Jiang Fulu was unknown, and Chief Wei felt pricked and frustrated.

When Jiang Fulu became a prisoner and had everyone beheaded, the chief minister of the guards was ready to stomp on him, even the steamed buns stained with human blood were ready.

"Master, it can be seen that Jiang Fulu has an expert's guidance behind his back."

In recent years, Xuanjia has acted arrogantly, and the Queen Mother has been overly indulgent. There may have been signs of rebellion.

"That old guy Jiang Fulu saw something, and I'm not surprised. The palace was under martial law on the Lantern Festival. How did Jiang Fulu lead the adults to escape under the eyes of the imperial guards? Who was the responder?"

Not only did he escape, he did so quietly.

Chief Wei speculated that Jiang Fulu had been preparing for a long time and would not move.

This move can only show that there is someone behind Jiang Fulu.

Lu Yunxi raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice and said lazily: "So what, you can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime."

Xiao She also ran away, and Lu Yunxi didn't bother to look for anyone.

As long as Xiao She does not give up the throne, he will definitely make a comeback when he gets the chance. This is like a hungry dog ​​that cannot find food outside and will come home sooner or later.

"Chief Assistant Wei, if you hold a grudge against Jiang Fulu and hit the snake seven inches away, what's the point of fighting with words? You have pinched Jiang Fulu's lifeline and you are worried that he won't take the initiative?"

Lu Yunxi stood up with an extremely calm expression.

For today's plan, use stillness as a brake.

The Queen Mother wanted to eradicate her dissidents, and the capital was bound to be bloody.

Lu Yunxi was too lazy to do anything that offended others and suffered hardships, so he should atone for what Empress Dowager Xuan owed him.

As the prince of Da Qi, he was treated as a stillborn child and even had to be accused of being a treacherous traitor if he took anything from him. All of this was blamed on Empress Dowager Xuan, his vicious mother!

Lu Yunxi looked sarcastic, but she didn't know if the so-called queen mother felt guilty about him in these years. Maybe she still didn't know about his existence?

Chief Wei pondered for a moment and still had no clue, so he asked: "Master, what do you mean by seven inches..."

I don't know since when, Jiang Fulu became the inner demon of Chief Wei.

The old thief is obviously a corrupt official with no achievements. He relies on flattery to build a small group, and he becomes the emperor's confidant against him, the chief assistant, and climbs up by stepping on his head. Why?

"Jiang Yuzhu."

Lu Yunxi said three simple words, and Chief Wei suddenly understood.

I understand, but Chief Wei Wei couldn't figure it out: "Jiang Fulu really cares about a girl's movie?"

Maybe Jiang Fulu had already spotted the thigh holding Xie Zhao, and his doting daughter was just a persona to show off in front of everyone.

Lu Yunxi did not reply directly, but said: "You will know if you try it?"

Then, he flashed and disappeared into the Wei Mansion.

There were too many subordinates holding him back, and Lu Yunxi was afraid that if he sat down again, he would be pissed to death by the ignorant fool.

Chief Wei was sitting on a chair, muttering: "Try... then try."

It seems that we still have to send people to Beidi to capture Jiang Yuzhu and Xie Zhao first.

……

On the night of the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, a sudden snowstorm fell in the north.

Within a few hours, the snow suddenly reached half a meter deep, and it continued to increase.

The barbarians slowed down their offensive, and the soldiers who had been struggling to defend the city finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The border town fell into chaos.

"Madam, the people who were originally persuaded to evacuate changed their minds and turned back before leaving the city."

In the room, Jiang Yuzhu was roasting sweet potatoes, corn and potatoes on the small stove. When she heard what Hong Li said, she asked in surprise: "Why?"

In order to persuade the people, Princess Yutan sent people to make great efforts.

People like to follow the trend, and when someone returns, it arouses the emotions of most people and brings big problems to migration.

Hong Li pointed to the roof and said helplessly: "To come back and sweep the snow."

This is the case in Northland. Every time there is a heavy snowfall, the roof must be cleaned in time, otherwise the snow will collapse the house.

In border towns, several lazy people are killed and injured every year. The destructive power of snow disasters is no joke.

"The people in the city are not rich and have no land. They rely on doing odd jobs and doing small businesses to make money. Houses are their root."

Once the house is crushed, when you return from the neighboring city, your home will be gone.

One person decided to stay, and those who originally agreed to move had second thoughts.

There was a rustling sound on the roof.

Huang Dali and Huang Xiaomei were quick and quickly swept through the area.

When Jiang Yuzhu went out wearing a big cloak and climbed onto the roof, she saw people working on the roofs of the surrounding houses.

Timely snow removal in winter is also a major feature of border towns.

Throughout the night, the blizzard did not stop, and the snow on the streets became deeper and deeper.

The house in the mansion is solid, but even so, it needs to be cleaned every more than an hour.

The snow that was swept away was transported to the base of the wall with a dustpan.

When I opened the door, the streets were completely white, with snow as high as a person's height. The doors were blocked due to heavy snow, and the roads were paralyzed.

Fortunately, the people in the North have the habit of saving food. Even if there is a snowstorm, every household will not be short of food.

Families who did not have enough firewood cut down tables, chairs and benches at home and burned fires to keep warm.

Unable to get out, Jiang Yuzhu read medical books in the room.

The medical science of this era was very similar to traditional Chinese medicine. Jiang Yuzhu asked Yan Lin for advice on things he didn't understand. The two discussed and improved the wound suture device.

"Mrs. Xie, I am always thinking about one thing."

Yan Lin had a similar idea a long time ago. When he proposed it with his tribe, he encountered strong opposition.

At that time, his wings were not strong, so Yan Lin forced himself to suppress it and not mention it again. Now that he was about to take over the Yan family, he was ready to make a move.

Jiang Yuzhu made a gesture of invitation, took a sip of chrysanthemum tea, and asked: "Mr. Yan, after all, you count as half of my master. If you have anything to say, speak directly."

"Yan doesn't dare to take it seriously."

Yan Lin and Jiang Yuzhu have different philosophies, but this does not affect their discussion of medical skills. Every time Yan Lin feels that he has made some progress.

He stared at the tea soup for a long time and then said: "Mrs. Xie, to be honest, I want to do business with you."

"Cooperate with me?"

Jiang Yuzhu stared at the blooming chrysanthemums in the glass teacup and said casually, "Is there any business that the Yan family cannot do?"

"It's not that I can't do it, it's just that the Yan family isn't worthy."

Yan Lin was a vengeful person. He had been humiliated in the past, and he did not want his clan members to be involved in a profitable business.

When the time comes to achieve something, those shameless people will attribute the credit to themselves. Yan Lin has worked so hard but can't get fame or altruism, so what does he want?

"Then please elaborate, I'm interested."

The war between the two countries hindered Jiang Yuzhu's business in the North.

The money in your hands is dead. Only when you invest it can you make money in a steady stream.

Yan Lin stood up, his expression suddenly became serious, he coughed twice and said, "Mrs. Xie, let me tell you directly. I have been optimistic about the patent medicine business since many years ago."

Although patent medicine is not a huge profit, it is still a steady stream.

If nothing unexpected happens, Yan Lin's descendants and descendants can rely on this business to rest on their laurels. If there are unworthy descendants in the future generations, they will not starve to death.

Jiang Yuzhu twitched her face and said in disbelief: "Mr. Yan, I didn't expect you to have such long-term thinking."

"Let's not talk about the formula and proportion of patent medicines. To make a medicine business, there must always be a supply of medicinal materials."

Jiang Yuzhu pointed out the problem sharply, "Whether it is medicinal materials from the south or the north, they have long been controlled by major medicinal material dealers. It is not easy for us to get a share of the pie."

Medicinal materials are the source. If you can't control yourself, it's like a living person being pinched by the throat, and you may not die at any time.

To open a drug store, you must first have channels to purchase low-priced medicinal materials.

"Have."

There were no outsiders in the room, so Yan Lin said bluntly, "Mrs. Xie, why have you forgotten that the military supplies of medicinal materials for the camp in the north of the city rely on Jishitang."

Jiang Yuzhu thought she had heard wrong, but it took her a while to realize what she was saying: "Are you trying to compete with Ji Shi Tang for business in the field of finished medicine?"

Using Jishitang's medicinal material channels to make medicines to make money and suppress Jishitang, I have to say that Yan Lin dug this corner a bit hard.