After being robbed by the prince of the enemy country

After cleaning up the blood all over his face, the wound between the eyebrows was completely presented in front of Murong You's eyes.

The wound is surrounded by bruises, and there is a small gap in the middle. This is caused by a forcible collision or smashing. It usually only appears on people who want to die by hitting a pillar. If ordinary people do not have the determination to seek death, they will not be so stupid as to use this method. To injure yourself, it is better to cut yourself with a knife than this kind of injury.

While Murong You was administering medicine to Chu Shao, he looked at King Yu from the corner of his eye, Huai Zhen's face was gloomy.

Using Chu Shao to successfully recruit those civil servants, His Royal Highness King Yu should be happy, but his brows were erect, and he was not happy.

Chu Shao's wound needs to be bandaged, and someone needs to support Chu Shao's neck during this process. The medicine boy beside him is about to help, but the tall figure of King Yu has already flashed to the bedside. Holding the back of Chu Shao's neck, he carefully lifted Chu Shao's upper body from the bed.

Murong still didn't dare to ask more questions, and started to apply the medicine to Chu Shao, his movements were neat.

After the treatment was over, Huai Zhen pulled up the quilt for Chu Shao again, and then asked, "Is the injury serious?"

Murong You tried his best to say euphemistically: "I'm afraid it will take a few days of sleep to relax."

"..."

"It seems that his mind is really damaged. His Highness only asked him to kowtow to salute, but he was so sincere that he really hit his head on the floor."

Huai Zhen gave Murong You a cold look, and Murong You shut up knowingly.

Wen Yan on the side noticed the prince's displeasure, and knelt down to plead guilty: "Your Highness, forgive me, I'm afraid it's the old slave's words that made Mr. Chu wrong, and that's why..."

As far as Huaizhen could remember, Wen Yan was taking care of his food and daily life, and Wen Yan was the servant whom the imperial concubine personally pointed out to Huaizhen before his death. With these two relationships, Huaizhen had long regarded Wen Yan as his confidant.

He also knew that Wen Yan would not have any bad thoughts, even if he had "bad thoughts" against Chu Shao, it was for himself in the final analysis.

"Get up." Huai Zhen thought for a while, and said, "During this time in Qizhou, Chu Shao can be regarded as half of your master."

"...Old slave understands." Half master, this position still has some weight, Wen Yan understands the deep meaning of the prince's words, I'm afraid he will need to pay more attention to Chu Shao in the future.

Chu Shao won't be able to wake up for a while, Huai Zhen still has a lot of affairs to deal with, after all, he didn't spend too much time on him, after asking Murong You to take care of him, he went to the main hall.

The ten civil servants were all born and raised in Qi, and they were very familiar with everything from government affairs to common people's livelihood. With their assistance, it was only a matter of time before Qidu, which had suffered from the chaos of subjugation, was brought back to life.

Naturally, the heart of defense is indispensable. Although Huaizhen reuses these old ministers, he also tightly restrains the power in their hands.

Make sure that they can do their job well, and at the same time, they can't turn the sky.

The immediate superiors of this group of people are also Huaizhen's confidantes. Under such a chain of management, all aspects of Nanqi's fortresses are held in Huaizhen's hands.

The only problem is the people.

It has been three days since Qin's army entered the city, and the people in the city have already removed the swords at the gates of their houses, and they seem to have resigned to their fate, but the streets are still desolate, and few people move around.

Even in the evening market and the morning market, no one goes out to set up shop, even in the early morning when the sun is high, it is as lonely as after the curfew at night.

According to Ning Yuanqiu's words, "there is no trace of humanity, like a dead city."

"A month ago, there were many cases of theft and robbery in the city. At that time, the government was unable to accept them, and it was in chaos. Now the people stay behind closed doors, perhaps because they are afraid of another disaster." It was Zhao Lan who spoke.

He was obviously insinuating that the Qin army was unable to control the chaos in the city after entering the city, and compared King Yu with the king of subjugation, as if the two were equal in governing the country.

It is indeed an insult to compare Wei Yong to Huai Zhen.

There was a sting in Zhao Lan's words, and everyone present could hear it.

Without waiting for the people around Huaizhen to argue, Zhang Shu, who was the first to kneel down that day, came forward to defend Huaizhen and said: "A while ago, there were many thefts and robberies because the front line was defeated, the old master was incompetent, and the government was not functioning properly. Evil, after Qin's army entered the city, there was a sentry at every ten steps and a post at every hundred steps in the city. The security was tight, and even the petty theft had stopped. The people may sleep more peacefully at night than when the old lord was in power. How could it be that they are afraid of robbers? And dare not go out?"

"..." He had reason and evidence, and Zhao Lan was speechless.

Zhang Shu Tongyu Wang said: "People always want to make a living. If Your Highness is willing to wait, I can guarantee that within a month, the market in the city will be lively again. It just takes time."

People have to eat, and they have to be rich to eat. In the city, apart from a few rich merchants and rich people, there are more ordinary people who do small businesses to make a living. This group of people can survive without opening the market for three days. But three months, three years of nonsense, one month later, the deadlock in front of me will be slowly resolved.

However, it is impossible for Huaizhen to stand by and wait for the problem to resolve itself.

He captured Nanqi in three months, and managed the dead city patiently. He just wanted to make some achievements and let Emperor Qin see his ability in governing the country.

In the early years, when Qin's border was repeatedly provoked by northern tourists, Huaizhen's reputation among the people was extremely high, because only he could restrain the group of northern tourists.

Later, the Twelve Tribes of Beiyou surrendered and the border was peaceful, Zhongqin suddenly changed the direction of the wind: Although the second prince is very good at fighting, it seems that he only knows how to fight.

If the monarch of a country is greedy for killing, there is a high probability that he will be a tyrant.

The people of Zhongqin would cheer for the second prince's invincibility, shouting that King Yu is mighty, but no one wanted to see King Yu bring the flames of war to the realm of Zhongqin, destroying their current stable life.

This wind direction is very absurd. Since ancient times, there are not a few emperors who can fight wars and are wise emperors.

But Zhongqin was like being intoxicated by someone, and they all agreed that King Yu could only fight. If he ascended the throne, the flames of war would definitely reach the realm of Zhongqin.

Instigated by this kind of public opinion, everyone went to support King Rui—the eldest prince who had never been to the border once, had been guarding Qindu since birth, and had grown up under the care of Emperor Qin and Queen Qin.

Once Zhongqin has a good government order to benefit the people, whether it is led by King Rui or not, it will be due to King Rui.

"If King Rui ascends to the throne, he must be a wise king!" The storytellers all boasted.

It's just a matter of pointing out: "When King Yu ascends the throne, our Zhongqin will be finished!"

If this kind of public opinion is allowed to develop, all the Twelve Parts of the Northern Journey captured by Huaizhen will become King Rui's pocket, and he is just a knife and a tool in King Rui's hands.

Huaizhen doesn't want to be someone else's knife, what he wants to be is a knife holder.

This is why he must manage Nanqi well in a short period of time. He must let his father see that he can attack and defend the city, and use the facts to fight back against the people in the capital of Zhongqin who are manipulated by people with aspirations. rumor.

"The market has been closed for a month, so it seems that I am incompetent." He thought to himself, "If the market opens tomorrow, all merchants, big or small, will receive a [-]% tax reduction."

After this decree was issued, there were indeed a few more people in the morning market the next day, but only a few people, and they were all small vendors who were forced to make ends meet, while those shops with a little property, and even larger restaurants, still Thank you behind closed doors.

Huaizhen plans to wait patiently for a few days to see if it is taxes that can really leverage the interests of the people.

On the afternoon when the decree was issued, Chu Shao, who had been in a coma for three days, woke up.

The medicine Murong You prescribed had miraculous effects, and Chu Shao didn't feel very uncomfortable after waking up.

When Huai Zhen left his entangled affairs and came to the inner hall, Chu Shao was already able to sit on the bed and hold a bowl to drink medicine by himself.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, and he looked very good.

Huaizhen's heart softened, and he felt that the troubles accumulated over the past few days had all disappeared.

When Chu Shao handed back the empty medicine bowl to Murong You, he found Huai Zhen who appeared at the door at some time.

"Jiu Gu!" His voice was hoarse, and he always pronounced Huai Zhen's small characters sticky. It was obviously a serious name, but in Chu Shao's mouth, it was called the sound of a bird.

Seeing that he was about to get out of bed and run towards him, Huai Zhen simply took a few steps forward and pushed Chu Shao back under the quilt.

Chu Shao's forehead was still wrapped with soft silk to protect the wound, Huai Zhen couldn't ignore it deliberately, and he felt a little apologetic towards Chu Shao inexplicably.

When Chu Shao saw him, he was only happy, and completely forgot about the wound on his forehead. He hugged Huai Zhen, pressed it against his chest, and simply snuggled against him, and he seemed very satisfied.

When he saw Huaizhen, there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were always shining with the light that belonged to Huaizhen alone.

Such blatant liking, knowing that it was just the effect of the Love Gu, Huai Zhen almost took the fake as real.

At this time Wen Yan came over with a bowl of hot porridge, and said to Chu Shao, "Master, eat something to warm your stomach."

This porridge is the white rice porridge ordered by Murong You, the rice is stewed badly and still steaming.

Chu Shao had just taken the medicine, and her mouth felt bitter. She glanced at the bland white rice porridge, and buried her face in Huaizhen's chest, showing obvious resistance.

Murong You said: "Sleeping for three days and not eating a drop of rice, isn't it uncomfortable to be hungry?"

As if to prove his words, Chu Shao's stomach growled, but it didn't make any sound, only King Yu who was close to him could hear it clearly.

Such a thing as being so hungry that it happened to someone like Chu Shao made Huai Zhen feel cute for some reason.

Chu Shao also seemed to feel a little ashamed, he raised his head, a little blush crept up on his cheeks, Huai Zhen advised him: "Eating something will make you feel better."

Now that he has spoken, Chu Shao will not refuse to listen.

Huai Zhen took the rice porridge, intending to let Chu Shao eat it by himself.

Chu Shao blinked and looked at Huaizhen silently.

King Yu didn't take care of others much, but somehow he could understand what Chu Shao was thinking now.

"You want me to feed you?"

"Is it not possible?" Chu Shao asked back.

"You let me kiss you..." Chu Shao blushed, recalling what happened at the horse before, what he actually wanted to remind was that Huai Zhen had already declared herself to be his "princess" in front of many people.

Although it is not justified yet, shouldn't it be the prince's job to take care of himself?

Murong You and Wen Yan at the side: "..."

Huaizhen is a distinguished prince, and the one who can be taken care of by him is either the emperor or his biological mother, Concubine Yu.

Chu Shao didn't seem to be qualified enough.

"Ok."

Originally thinking that the scene was going to be embarrassing, Murong You thought of words to make a relief, but Huai Zhen responded.

"I'll feed you."

Huaizhen picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of rice porridge, blew it, and brought it to Chu Shao's mouth. Chu Shao opened his mouth happily, and ate the spoonful of porridge into his mouth. While chewing, his eyes were bent like crescent moons , it seems that even if there is poison in this bowl, as long as Huaizhen feeds it, he can eat it so happily.

It is rare to see someone eating rice porridge so happily.

The author says:

Shao'er: Hmph, no one is more qualified than me!