Rong Lan

Mi'er moved up and down his mouth, which was too wide open due to fright, and was a bit incompetent, swallowed, and stammered: "Young master, he is asleep...he woke up."

Rong Xuan wiped off the handwriting on the ground with a sword, and walked away. While walking, he said to Zhong Yi who was standing there: "Didn't the emperor want to see Xiao Lan? Xiao Lan woke up, naturally Rong Xuan had no reason to obstruct him. The last general just offended me a lot, but he didn't want the emperor to disturb his rest, and hoped that the emperor would forgive him!"

Chong Yi retracted his sword and followed Rong Xuan's footsteps: "You really love your younger brother very much."

Rong Xuan's expression was flat: "The person who should love Xiaolan the most is the emperor."

The two walked all the way outside Rong Lan's room, Chong Yi raised his arm and was about to push the door, when Rong Xuan suddenly blocked him again.

Chong Yi stopped his hands: "What does Vice Admiral Rong mean by this?"

Rong Xuan tugged at Mi Er, and took the thick stack of documents in Mi Er's arms: "The emperor sends people to ask every day, don't you want to see for yourself how Xiao Lan is doing?"

Chong Yi nodded: "Okay, I will stay outside and watch." After Chong Yi said, he jumped onto the eaves.

When Rong Xuan and Mi Er entered the room, Rong Lan was sitting on the bed with his head bowed and adjusting his abacus. Hearing the movement, he raised his eyes and first smiled at Rong Xuan: "Brother!" Then he complained to Mi Er who was empty-handed: "Mi Er, my son, my name is Did you go to the Ministry of Households to get things? You didn’t forget to bring the list again, did you?”

Rong Xuan put a stack of books in his hand on the low table in front of Rong Lan, "Here it is! I told her not to disturb you at that time. Xiao Lan, why are you disobedient and sit up by yourself?"

Rong Xuan was obviously angry in his words, Rong Lan let go of the abacus in his hand guiltily, leaned softly on Rong Xuan's approaching arm, and complained infinitely: "Brother, the calculations are not enough!"

Without saying a word, Rong Xuan lifted his limp body, covered him with a blanket, and stuffed a thick cushion under him to make him sit more comfortably and securely.

Rong Lan let Rong Xuan fiddle with herself, reached out to pick up a book in front of her to read, read it for a while and then stuffed it into Mi Er's hand: "Mi Er, my son, I am dizzy and I can't see clearly, your voice is beautiful, you can read it to me." Son, listen."

Mi'er unfolded the book, his voice was sweet and melodious, but it was like a peacock: "Chongde, five years, Nan, Cao Jiben, Tao, Zhou Port, three thousand merchant ships, seven hundred and two, seventeen ships, salt total……"

Rong Lan shook her head when she heard it, she seemed very angry, and even her tone trembled a little: "Your sentence is wrong, girl! These ten days, my son, I really taught you a lesson for nothing!"

Rong Xuan took it, "Let me read it. The five years of Chongde, Nancao Jiben, Taozhou Port, 720 merchant ships, and a total of salt..."

Rong Xuan's voice was calm and deep, Rong Lan listened, and took a charcoal pencil to write quickly on the blank paper spread out in front of him. After writing for a while, the charcoal pen fell on the table with a "slap", and Rong Xuan hurriedly took out the pain reliever. Rong Lan swallowed the pill, and Rong Lan flicked her wrist in annoyance, "Didn't you take that thing out?!"

"Xiao Lan!" Rong Xuan grasped Rong Lan's arm to prevent him from shaking it, "Brother, let's write, okay? You can't write with your hands anymore! Be good!"

Rong Lan was not convinced, and tried a few more times, but in the end she had to ask Mi Er to read, and then whispered to Rong Xuan what to write, Mi Er stumbled and read the numbers in a mess, but fortunately Rong Xuan already knew all kinds of symbols , don't need Rong Lan to worry about this anymore.

The whole morning, the three of them were busy with these papers, and at the end, Mi'er's mouth was dry while reading, and Rong Lan's voice was even softer than a mosquito.

During the period, the butler Rong Shi came to deliver medicine several times, and every time Mier was so flustered that he brought the guqin: "Young master's illness doesn't need to take medicine, just listen to the music and it will be cured! Really!"

The little-known Jianghu doctor also appeared once, with a fairy-like appearance, felt his pulse, looked up and stroked his beard, nodded and shook his head, and said in amazement: "There is really an immortal body in the world!" drift away.

Rong Lan started to vomit after taking a few mouthfuls of lunch, Mi Er was afraid of seeing him vomit blood, swollen like a walnut and stared at him, Rong Xuan had no choice but to compromise: "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Sleep for a while, that's fine." ?"

Rong Lan refused: "Brother, I will sleep when I have to."

Rong Xuan's body trembled invisibly for a moment, Rong Lan had already picked up the abacus, and fiddled with the abacus for several large sheets that Rong Xuan had written profusely throughout the morning, with a concentrated expression.

After noon, an official from the household department came to the mansion to deliver official documents, "Master Rong, these are all simplified, please review them." The period is more than five times longer, and Rong Lan's here is the last checkpoint before the emperor takes a look.

"Mi'er, hand over what was approved yesterday to Mr. Chen."

"Yes, son!"

But after a while, the old Prime Minister Xu condescended to come to the door, Rong Lan tried his best to get up, and Xu Zhongbo could hold his shoulders in his seventies: "Don't get up, son!" He said, looking at Rong Lan's official documents and miscellaneous books that covered the bed: " Since you are taking leave to recuperate, don't look at these things anymore, there are plenty of people in the court, you just let others take care of it."

Rong Lan smiled wryly: "This is already the result after letting go."

Xu Zhongbo was surprised, and got to the point: "Why did you ask someone to find the old man here?"

Rong Lan pushed Rong Xuan's hand away to show his respect for his senior and superior, and said eloquently: "I will tell you the truth, the war is imminent, and it is really not enough to check the old accounts. It takes a lot of time to deal with the transportation of salt and iron." It is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it needs to be coordinated with the Ministry of Officials. I am afraid it will be too late, so Wansheng risked the disgrace of the world and mobilized several taxes. There is still more. It is important to keep the people safe for a while, but the long-term peace of the people is the long-term. I have calculated that if the harvest is estimated without too much deviation, it should not increase the burden on the people too much. However, I have read some of the papers approved by the emperor. My Majesty will definitely not agree to this kind of action, the Majesty will rule the world and raise troops to protect the country, I have no choice but to be a villain, and I also hope that the Prime Minister will not write a letter to oppose it, and when the decree is implemented and it is done, the lower officials will plead guilty to the Emperor."

Xu Zhongbo was even more surprised when he heard this: "You——!"

Rong Lan seemed a little weak after a long speech, and her complexion became more and more bad. She closed her eyes and took out a memorial from under her pillow: "Also, when the national treasury is full in the future and the time is right, please write this memorial. Submit it to the emperor and return the tax reduction and exemption, and the methods and conditions of the reduction and exemption are written on it."

Xu Zhongbo took it, puzzled: "Why don't you pass it on to the emperor yourself?"

Rong Lan said helplessly, "I want to too, but I may not be able to wait until then."

Xu Zhongbo was surprised for the third time. Looking at the bloodless young man in front of him, he felt ashamed: "The old man recommended you to be the Minister of the Household Department, which hurt you! I knew that your health was not good, and I only hope that the emperor will not be tempted by you." , and I cherish your talent, I thought it would be most suitable for you to be an official, but I never considered your admiration for the emperor, seeing you like this now, it is too late to regret it!"

Rong Lan frowned, why did everyone look at him with such pitiful eyes, didn't he do this because he was kind to Chong Yi!It's as if he owes a lot of wings.

Rong Lan was going to say something to save face, but she suddenly raised her arms to signal Rong Xuan to send Old Prime Minister Xu out of the mansion.

Rong Xuan's face changed slightly, he respectfully sent the prime minister away, passed by the house, and glanced up without showing any trace

Mi'er in the room was swollen like a walnut and his eyes began to tear again. He hurriedly cleaned up the short coffee table and various official documents on the bed, and asked Fu Ronglan to lie down: "My lord, are you okay?"

Rong Lan put her pale arms around Mier's thin shoulders, "Mier, do you also think I did this for Chong Yi?"

Mi'er didn't dare to answer, the emperor was outside.

Rong Lan's hand on Mi'er's shoulder slowly slipped down: "My lord, I'm doing it for myself! Look at me, I'm half-dead, how can I care about others!"

Mi'er's teardrops fell even bigger and more: "Young master, do you listen to the music? Your illness will be cured after listening to the music! Really!" Saying this, he left Rong Lan, turned around and went to get the piano.

Rong Lan wanted to stop Mi'er, and told her that he wanted to hear her read an ancient poem, the one "Bow Your Head and Think of Your Hometown", but when she opened her mouth to speak, she only spat out a mouthful of blood, and her two almost transparent lips instantly became terribly magnificent.

"Lan'er!"

From the eaves outside the house, when Rong Lan and Xu Zhongbo were talking, Zhong Yi could see Rong Lan's strangeness. As soon as Xu Zhongbo left, he saw Rong Lan spitting blood, so he couldn't stand it any longer!

Rushed into the room and hugged him into his arms!

After watching for a day, the person in his arms was so weak that he was about to fall down at any time, but he endured the pain for his future and refused to rest for a moment.

He is simply the most shameless bastard and the most open-eyed blind man in the world!

Even Li Yongke could see that, but he actually only believed what the doctor said, and he urged him day and night, and it turned out that it was Lan'er's life that he urged!

Rong Lan was already delirious. Facing Zhong Yi who appeared out of nowhere, he felt that he was hallucinating. After blinking and looking again, the shadow of Chong Yi was still swaying in front of him, which made him feel unreasonable. Upset!

Rong Lan felt that this phantom annoyed him more than the real Heavy Wing!Close your eyes slowly, don't want to see again.

"Lan'er! Lan'er!"

Chong Yi froze all over and kept calling Rong Lan.Rong Lan's body was so cold that there was no warmth, and the thin body was only a handful, and he hugged it softly. His eyelashes trembled a few times, glanced at him, and then slowly closed them. A pale face with no blood on it. Embellished with those radiant eyes, like flowers that wither in an instant.

The uneasiness in his heart magnified infinitely, and the fear swept over him. At this moment, Zhong Yi just wanted to open Rong Lan's shining eyes and look at him again, and he even forgot about asking for a doctor.

"Lan'er! Lan'er!"

"Who is Lan'er? Don't call me such a disgusting name!" Rong Lan couldn't help but curse with her eyes closed.

When is it, maybe this time he really died. Before he died, he actually fantasized about a man, or a man who contributed to his death.

The thoughts in his heart were cut off by him, but Rong Lan couldn't help complaining before he fell into the darkness: "I said it all, if you don't give up, I won't do it, and you won't come to see me, just look for it." I won't..."

Before Rong Lan finished speaking, she "died" again.

Chong Yi's chest against Rong Lan's heart suddenly couldn't feel the faint ups and downs there, and his pupils shrank suddenly!

"Lan'er—!"