Return of the Wasted Wife of Time Traveling

Before dawn, Lin Jinghuan got up and changed his clothes to prepare for the early morning affairs.

He went to Shangyao for a few days, and now that he is back, he has a lot of things to deal with.Uncle Gao made breakfast, simple rice porridge with pickles. After Lin Jinghuan finished his breakfast, it was still gray outside, and Wen Jinyu was still curled up in the bed and slept soundly.

After Lin Jinghuan added some fine charcoal to the charcoal fire in the house, he pressed the quilt for Wen Jinyu, talked to Uncle Gao, and rode to court alone.

When they arrived at the gate of the palace, they saw Gongsun Yongyan, Prince Yi'an, getting off the carriage.

Gongsun Yongyan was wearing a thick mink fur cloak and wrapped himself tightly. When he saw Lin Jinghuan, he smiled and walked up to him and joked: "Lin Jinghuan, what did you do? We only knew each other for a few days, and the child has Already?" He watched Lin Jinghuan unhurriedly get off his horse and didn't answer him, so he became even more curious, "You wouldn't have fallen in love with someone else's little brother from the very beginning, and begged the emperor to marry you after being moved by him. Bar?"

Lin Jinghuan handed the reins to the eunuch at the side, looked at the people around who were also stealing curious eyes, and then said to Gongsun Yong, "It's hard to explain this matter."

When he said this, Gongsun Yongyan became even more interested, "Why can't you say anything? Tell me. You are usually a gentleman, what kind of person makes you like this..." While speaking, Gongsun Yongyan Follow Lin Jinghuan into the cabinet yard.

Although the others were curious and unbearable, they didn't dare to follow in and listen to gossip.

After there were only two people left, Lin Jinghuan said truthfully, "I'm not pregnant, it's a fake."

When Gongsun Yongyan heard the news, he was taken aback for a moment, but he was not too shocked. In fact, he also guessed the possibility in his heart, "Why do you want to ruin your own reputation like this?"

Lin Jinghuan told Gongsun Yongyan what happened to the Wen family.

After hearing this, Gongsun Yongyan frowned slightly and said, "You are by the side, even the Wen family dared to treat him like that, but I don't think he is having a good time." He began to blame Lin Jinghuan again, "I told you not to take anyone with you when you go out. , if you bring someone with you, how dare they not take you seriously like that."

Lin Jinghuan said: "Where did I expect such a thing to happen in his house." He said and looked at Gongsun Yongyan, "But this matter has reached this point, I want to push the boat along the way and use this to lure the snake out of the hole."

Hearing this, Gongsun Yongyan raised his eyebrows, "Do you want me to use this as a reason to impeach you in court?"

The two have a good friendship secretly, but on the surface they are political enemies who don't like each other.This kind of true and false struggle is the only way to maintain the balance in the court.

Lin Jinghuan nodded, and after seeing Gongsun Yongyan's expression, he understood that the other party had understood his plan, so he cupped his hands and said, "Then trouble the prince."

Gongsun Yongyan said with a smile: "Lin Jinghuan, your plan can indeed lure snakes out of their holes, but it's not a good thing if you splash yourself with dirty water."

Lin Jinghuan said: "I have my own way to wash it off."

"What about your little brother?"

"I won't wrong him either." Lin Jinghuan pushed open the door and looked at the snow covered garden outside, "My lord, it's time to go to court."

In court, Prince Yi An impeached Prime Minister Lin Jinghuan on the grounds that Lin Jinghuan did not abide by etiquette, and the attitude of the emperor seemed to be on the side of Prince Yi An.

For a while, some people speculated that the emperor wanted to use this to suppress the power of Prime Minister Lin Jinghuan.

Wen Jinyu didn't know about the turmoil in the court, and when he got up from the bed in a daze, the sun was already drying his ass.

The room and bed were very warm. Wen Jinyu got up slowly, opened the door and watched Uncle Gao sweeping the snow. Seeing him get up, he stopped what he was doing and asked with a smile, "Master Wen is hungry?" ?"

Wen Jinyu nodded, and then watched Gao Bo put down the shovel in his hand and bring him breakfast.

Compared with Lin Jinghuan's breakfast, which only had porridge and pickles, Wen Jinyu's was much richer.

The porridge is eight-treasure porridge, in addition to buns and eggs.

After Uncle Gao laid out the breakfast one by one, he said to Wen Jinyu with a smile: "Master Xiang was afraid that the young master would not get used to it, so he specially asked me to go to the Lin's house to bring some food back before I left. After I brought it, I kept heating it on the stove." Wait, wait for the young master to get up."

Wen Jinyu, who bowed his head to eat, heard the words and asked, "Isn't that what he ate in the morning?"

Uncle Gao smiled and said: "The cook here has returned to her hometown, and I don't know how to cook, so I cooked porridge in the morning. Mr. Xiang is not picky, just eat whatever you want. But Mr. Xin loves the young master, so he let The old slave went back to Lin's house to get some."

This... For a while, Wen Jinyu didn't know whether to say that Lin Jinghuan was careful, and that he should blame him for tossing the old man around.

Uncle Gao lowered his head and peeled the eggs for Wen Jinyu, urging: "Young master, eating an egg is good for the child."

Wen Jinyu smiled awkwardly, and ate the egg with a guilty conscience.

After breakfast, Uncle Gao continued to shovel the snow. Wen Jinyu had nothing to do and wanted to help, but the other party said that he was pregnant, so he was not allowed to help anyway.

So Wen Jinyu could only sit in the room bored, watching Gao Bo shoveling snow outside through the window.

In this ancient times without the Internet and mobile phones, such days seem a bit boring and difficult to kill.

Wen Jinyu was really bored, so she lay on the window, wanting to chat with Uncle Gao.By the way, ask something out of the other person's mouth.

"Gao Bo, how old are you this year?"

Gao Bo smiled, "Fifty to three."

Wen Jinyu asked again: "Where did your ancestors come from? Can there be other people in the family?"

After only two sentences, Uncle Gao realized that Wen Jinyu was idle and bored and wanted to talk to someone, so he didn't answer Wen Jinyu's question, but said, "There are all kinds of books on the bookshelf, young master can find one to pass the time. "

Hearing this, Wen Jinyu could also tell that the other party didn't want to chat with him.Don't give him a chance to ask for any news.

Uncle Gao ignored him, so Wen Jinyu had no choice but to go to the bookshelf to see if there were any interesting story books or something.

However, it is impossible for Lin Jinghuan's bookshelf to contain books that Wen Jinyu is interested in.

Wen Jinyu searched around, but couldn't find a book he could read.

That book was comparable to the political textbook he used in school. It was boring, and the national livelihood had nothing to do with him, a bastard.

Don't ancient people read novels?Or Lin Jinghuan didn't look at it.

When Wen Jinyu was wondering, he heard the sound of horseshoes coming from outside, and then he heard the voices of Gao Bo and Lin Jinghuan talking.He hurried out the door and looked at Lin Jinghuan who had just come back.

He is just bored, so I hope Lin Jinghuan can have a word with him when he comes back.

In Uncle Gao's eyes, Wen Jinyu was just a little wife who was anxiously waiting for her husband to come home.

Wen Jinyu didn't know that his behavior was misunderstood by Uncle Gao. Seeing Lin Jinghuan walking towards him, he brought these complaints and said, "You're back, I'm so bored to death."

The corners of Lin Jinghuan's lips curled up slightly, he took off the cloak on his body, and entered the room with Wen Jinyu. Then he saw his messy bookshelf, and he looked at the culprit, Wen Jinyu.

Only now did Wen Jinyu notice that Lin Jinghuan's originally neat bookshelf was in a mess, and he said with a guilty conscience, "I just want to find a book to read..."

"Then did you find it?" Lin Jinghuan put the cloak aside, and went to organize the bookshelf himself.

"The books you have here... are boring."

"If you don't understand, you will naturally find it boring." Lin Jinghuan said.

At first, Wen Jinyu didn't pay attention to this sentence, but after thinking about it, he realized that the other party said that he didn't understand these politics. Suddenly, Wen Jinyu was not convinced.

He has received a modern education, and the two sciences of history and politics are not for nothing.

If he is asked to engage in politics and economics, he may not be able to do well, but he can still understand it somewhat.

"Who said I don't understand?" Wen Jinyu looked at Lin Jinghuan, "I say it's boring because the content is boring, not because I don't understand."

Hearing this, Lin Jinghuan asked with great interest, "You mean you can understand?" He put down the book in his hand and looked at Wen Jinyu, "Then tell me, Yaoxing Kingdom wants to enrich the treasury, what should it do? "

Hearing this question, Wen Jinyu laughed immediately, and said, "I thought it was a difficult question. If you want to enrich the national treasury, do two things, increase revenue and reduce expenditure."

"Increasing income? Cutting expenditure?" Lin Jinghuan found these two words very novel, and the other party did not answer such an answer as raising taxes.

Wen Jinyu nodded, seeing the confusion on the other party's face, he guessed that the other party did not understand this relatively modern term, so he explained with a proud face: "Open source is to increase the country's income. In addition to taxation, the country can also use its power and wealth With this feature, establish an official business, implement an official monopoly in a certain industry, make profits through business, and increase the revenue of the national treasury. For example, salt and iron monopoly.”

Lin Jinghuan stopped what he was doing, and began to listen carefully to what Wen Jinyu said, "Then what is throttling?"

"It means to save money, to spend it on the edge of the knife. How to save it depends on those of you who understand the situation. But in terms of military affairs, you must not be stingy."

"What you said makes sense." Lin Jinghuan commented calmly, then continued to organize the books on his bookshelf, paused for a while, and then asked, "Who taught you these? Mr. Wen?"

Wen Jinyu smiled and said, "That's right." After all, I can't tell him that this is a must for nine-year compulsory education.Even if you say it, the other party can't understand it.

Hearing this answer, Lin Jinghuan nodded and said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Wen would teach you so much as a brother."