Yang Xu'er of the Prince of Lanling

That day, after returning to Zhou Kingdom, Zhen'er stayed in my house, unwilling to leave no matter what, saying that she was afraid that I would leave without saying goodbye like last time.I had no choice but to keep apologizing to her. In the end, it was Yu Wenyong who explained to Zhen'er, and Zhen'er nodded and excused and went back to her bedroom.However, since then, Zhen'er has developed a habit of reporting to me on time from nine to five every day.It made me have to wait for her in my bedroom on time.

It has been 3 days since I came to Zhou Guo to count. Every day, besides changing Yu Wenyong's medicine, playing with Zhen'er, and going to Zangshuge to read medical books.As for the queen, there is no intersection at all. She is upset when she sees me, so there is no need for me to post it.

"Ah Yong, the medicine has been changed!" I took the freshly ground ointment and went to Yu Wenyong's imperial study, the maids saw me going in, so they went out one by one and stood guard outside the door.In fact, after knowing Yu Wenyong's daily routine, I have to sigh with emotion—it's really not easy to be an emperor.There are only a handful of vacation time in 365 days before dawn.That's not to mention, after the next court, you have to approve the memorial for a day, which is comparable to writing a standard 16-inch academic paper every day!

Seeing me passing by, Yu Wenyong stopped writing wisely and handed over his injured hand.

"I said, can you change your hand to write? If this continues, even if I change your medicine 10 times a day, your hand won't get better after a year or so." I carefully applied the medicine for Yu Wenyong, watching The wound showed faint signs of cracking again, and he frowned.I said he writes with his injured hand every day, doesn't it hurt when he touches the wound?

"I can't write with my left hand." Yu Wenyong said innocently.

"But you approve so many memorials every day, your hands must be too much! I don't know when it will heal." Looking at his wound worriedly, after all, he did it to save me...I still want to make up for it, so that I don't feel too guilty, I thought for a while, raised my head and asked, "How about I write it for you? Tell me what you say, and I will write it?"

"Okay! Since Xu'er is willing to write as a ghostwriter, why not do it?" Yu Wenyong generously gave up his seat.

I walked to the desk, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and rolled up my sleeves to write.Suddenly thought of something, he stopped his hand in the air, it was really too hasty, it still can't do it.

"what happened?"

"My handwriting is different from yours! From the perspective of your ministers, they don't think that someone falsely passed on the emperor's will." I replied, shaking my head, and put down my brush: "It still doesn't work."

"What's wrong? My hand is injured, and they don't know about it! Besides, you are a goddess, why not write and review the memorial for me?"

Well, His Majesty has already said so, so I have no worries, anyway, I am not really the one who approves the memorial, but just a ghostwriter.Ever since, in one afternoon, I dedicated all to a table of memorials.I was wrong and I repent.This is really not a human job!Writing with a brush is tiring when I raise my hand. I am extremely skeptical. If I continue writing like this until Yu Wenyong recovers from his hand injury, my arms will grow muscles, and they will definitely be asymmetrical.

"What?" I suddenly stopped writing, and turned to look at the person standing behind me. If he didn't speak, I couldn't write.All the previous memorials were approved very smoothly.Looking at the memorial, I probably meant to say, "The common people have gone to serve as soldiers, and there is no labor force to cultivate the land. The future of agriculture is worrying!" "Is this problem difficult to solve?" I asked nonsensically, but Yu Wenyong kept frowning He frowned in thought, but didn't answer.

"It's really difficult. There is only so much labor force in the state of Zhou. If the people are ordered to engage in farming, the frontier defense will inevitably be weak. If the recruitment is expanded, the fertile land will be abandoned."

"Then let them work as soldiers and cultivate the land at the same time. I remember when I was in Baishan Village, I saw that the villagers basically had nothing to do except farming for a few sowing and harvesting seasons. Let the soldiers In the busy season of farming, I will go to the fields to farm, and in the rest of the time, I just need to arrange a few people to take care of it," I explained.

"You mean—" Hearing my suggestion, Yu Wenyong instantly felt that the problem was completely solved, and he was extremely pleasantly surprised.Let me write in a hurry.Then, the two continued to enter the office state, one speaking and the other writing.It's just different from the previous ones, Yu Wenyong started to ask my opinion from time to time, and the frequency became more and more frequent.

"Xu'er, do you think about this question?" Yu Wenyong laid the memorial on the table, as if I could say whatever I think.

Please, I really don't understand politics, I'm a science student, a science student!Politics, when I survived the 3-year college entrance examination, I don’t know where I was thrown. University Marx class, everyone, who didn’t fall asleep?Can't really help you.Thinking about it, I still resigned myself to my fate and looked down at the memorial. The classical Chinese text on it, when translated, means that the common people are not very active in farming and the production efficiency is low.I lowered my head, held back for a long time, and finally squeezed out the words "family joint production contract responsibility".Thanks to the torture of the high school politics teacher, one of Grandpa Deng’s classics is probably the only synonym for politics that I remember besides Marxism.

"Household contract responsibility system?"

"It is a family as a unit, contracting the land. Except for the prescribed grain, the rest is your own. In other words, the more you plant, the more you get!" I am very unprofessional and unauthentic Explanation, roughly, perhaps, should mean this.

Seeing Yu Wenyong sinking into deep thought, could it be that Grandpa Deng's ideological realm is too high for people thousands of years ago to understand?After coming here for a long time, I pulled the sleeve of Yu Wenyong's clothes who was still thinking, and said: "I just said it casually, if it doesn't work, then..."

"Xu'er, you are really the gospel of my country of Zhou! The heavenly daughter of Zhou country!" Yu Wenyong suddenly laughed heartily: "With this family contract responsibility system, why should the people of our Zhou country worry about the poor agriculture? ?”

"Oh!" I scratched my head, it's nothing to do with me.

"Xu'er!" Yu Wenyong suddenly took my hand, and said very seriously: "How about I allow you to go to the court to discuss matters? Your ability to govern the country is much better than those ministers who can only squeak at the bottom. !"

"No!" I refused straight away, not afraid of Yu Wenyong's anger, anyway, I was always very casual in front of him. "First, I only understand medical skills but not power skills; second, I want to sleep until I wake up naturally (so I don't need to talk about going to court); third, you want me to be scolded as a witch who is a disaster for the country Or do you want yourself to be judged as a stupid king of Shang Zhou? I will not do such a thankless thing!"

"Since Xu'er is unwilling, forget it. Continue to review the memorial!" Seeing that I was unwilling, Yu Wenyong didn't force it, but looked at me dotingly, and motioned for me to take a pen and continue.

When I heard that there was still more to be criticized, my face drooped in an instant, and I couldn't lift my hands. I said with a mournful face: "Can I save it until tomorrow? My hands are sore." The more I talk, the more I have no confidence. Procrastinate?It's really self-inflicted. I was so full of sympathy back then, why did I volunteer to jump into the fire pit? "Eh?" I didn't expect Yu Wenyong to go into battle lightly and massage me for me.Very comfortable, I always thought he was the master of enjoyment.

"A little lower, lower, left, that's right, it's so comfortable. Ah, Ah Yong, lighten up..." Not everyone can experience the emperor's service. I sat on a chair and enjoyed Yu Wenyong's massage. So cool!It's not in vain that I work so hard to write for you.

"Si, take it easy! It hurts me to death."

"Just bear it, it will be very comfortable afterwards."

"Can this kind of thing be overcome by patience? Click on the top, yes, that's right there, um, comfortable" I jjj a few times comfortably, but I don't know what other people will hear when they hear this jjj What a wild imagination.

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Suddenly I heard the sound of knocking on the door, "Your Majesty, please see me, Empress!" Yu Wenyong stopped, straightened his clothes and said, "Come in!" After Yong died, he went to see the queen.

I saw that the queen was still in her usual gorgeous and rich attire, and brought a bunch of court ladies in.But, why are the maids in the palace blushing inexplicably?He kept his head down, as if he was afraid of seeing something.

"Your Majesty, my concubine specially ordered people to prepare the bird's nest and lotus seed porridge that the Emperor loves most. The Emperor is busy with political affairs, so he must pay more attention to his body!" The queen brought the porridge to Yu Wenyong in a very virtuous manner.

"The queen has a heart." Yu Wenyong took the bird's nest porridge, took two sips symbolically, put it on the tray, and ordered someone to take it down.

"Miss Tiannv is here too!" The queen seemed to see me suddenly.

Please, how many times have your eyes drifted towards me since you came in? "Xuer greets the empress." After I finished my salute, I said, "Xuer is here to give medicine to the emperor. Now that the medicine is finished, Xuer won't stay any longer. I think the queen has a lot to say to the emperor." , don’t bother me!” I signaled Yu Wenyong with my eyes not to speak, and I left the Imperial Study Room and headed towards Zangshu Pavilion.

"Xiao Cui, how long has the empress been here?" I asked the maid beside me.Xiaocui was sent by Yu Wenyong to take care of me. She looks average, but she can do more things without talking. Since I entered the imperial study, she and other court ladies have been waiting outside the door.

"Ms. Xu'er, it's been a while." Xiaocui is a smart person, knowing what to say and what not to say, what to ask and what not to ask.Today, when the queen came in, she looked at me with even more hostility.That's right, seeing her husband getting so close to another woman, no matter how generous and virtuous she is, would she be jealous?The queen's feelings for Yu Wenyong are not only a wife's love for her husband, but also a woman's deep love for a man.I just hope she doesn't misunderstand me and treat me as a rival in love.Gongdou or something, I don't have such a high EQ and IQ.