Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

The evening goes and the morning comes, and the seasons fly by.

At the turn of spring and summer in the four years of Longkang, half a year had passed since the conclusion of the "Ghost Mi" case.

Evening wind blowing sleeves was still cool, Feng Lin put a shirt on his arms and put it on Canglang.However, he loosened the neckline of the lining, and wiped his face with the clean handkerchief Cang Lang handed over, his face was still red after running.

"The sage agrees?" Cang Lang asked without letting go of the book, looking away from the book for a while.

Feng Lin squatted down, picked off the crabapple flowers on the husband's shoulders, and rubbed them slowly on the pulp of his fingers: "Guitou Mi's case was handled well, and the sage is very happy. Beg, and he will."

In the fall and winter of last year, there were several continuous rains, followed by heavy snowstorms, and the grain crops for thousands of miles in Jifu were completely wiped out.At that time, the most important thing was to relieve famines and disasters, so as to prevent the loss of people's strength.

However, disasters and disasters have continued since the new emperor ascended the throne, and all places are requesting rent-free taxes. The grain stored in the three warehouses of Tongzhou, Changping, and Jiangning cannot cope with such a large area of ​​famine.What's more, it will take time to reclaim the flooded land, and how to resettle the refugees who have fled abroad has become a difficult task.

Just when the court was at the end of the day, Princess Yunping, who had been compensated for thousands of hectares of fertile land due to the collapse of her marriage, stepped forward and donated all the [-] silver hired by the Gao family earlier for disaster relief, and expressed her willingness to donate her name The next two-thirds of the grain fields were handed over to the refugees for cultivation, and grain silver was exempted for three years, and they were used to supply Dingxi's military rations. The remaining grain and seeds were all at the disposal of the tenants themselves.

These acts of righteousness attracted the gratitude of the refugees, and also caused quite a stir in the Dayan Dynasty Hall.

Especially on New Year's Eve, someone witnessed the appearance of the White Wolf King near the Zhuangtian of the princess's mansion, and the saying of "the princess's benevolence and even the heavenly officials' blessing" suddenly became popular in the capital.

Like a ray of breeze blowing slowly, and a cluster of sparks spreading across the ground, the old Yan people's mind, which had been tormented dead by famine and hunger, suddenly brightened.The Sacred Heart of Emperor Longkang rejoiced, he not only conferred the title of Wang Zhengxuanzheng First Grade Protector of the Country, but also promoted his son Wang Lang to be the Commander of the Minzhou Guard, who was originally assigned to the Commander of the Nanyang Navy. .

The cabinet sensed some kind of signal, and took advantage of the situation to draw up a memorial, asking the registered royal family members to follow the princess as a model, and even if they don't want to take in the refugees, they should take three cents of the tax money from the grain fields per mu to the national treasury. for disaster relief.

The disadvantages of Zilitian were fully exposed as early as the Qingyuan Dynasty. The royal family and foreign relatives occupied the fertile land but did not have to pay taxes.It is not beneficial to the finances, but harmful to the country. This time just gave the imperial court an opportunity to rectify it.

The sage immediately approved the request of the cabinet to clear the Zili fields in all states and prefectures, and to collect taxes for the past five years at the standard of three cents per mu.

Upon hearing the news, King Yan took the initiative to ask Ying to take over the task of clearing the land. After many days, the imperial decree was finally issued.

Cang Lang nodded when he heard the news, and pointed to the pastry on the small case, "I was sweating, and I came back on horseback, right? Eat a piece of pastry, my name is Ah Li Chuanfan."

Feng Lin squatted around his knees, his tall and big figure gathered together, and the austerity disappeared.Like a child, he squeezed out the juice from the petals, sucked them in his mouth, stared straight at Cang Lang with his eyes, and put all his ambitions of encroaching on them, and said without any concealment: "Mr. wants an award, How about a snack?"

Cang Lang smiled, and the ponytail swayed gently as he got up.He stretched out his fan to hook the wolf cub's chin, leaned over slightly, raised his fingers and unbuttoned his clothes as if he couldn't bear the heat, his neck was exposed, and tiny beads of sweat slid into the depression along the lines.

"Then what do you want?"

There was a kind of faint clarity in the evening photo, they kissed in this position, Feng Lin licked the wound on the corner of his lips eagerly, and stretched out his arms to pull him into his arms.

"Why does the master want me to take the initiative to take over the job of clearing the land?"

Cang Lang half-opened his eyes. From this angle, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He asked, "If you don't want to understand, you dare to answer. I'm afraid you have forgotten the lessons learned from pepper sumu?"

Yin Ba emptied his palms, and the bamboo fan was light in his hands. Feng Lin seemed to be touching his husband's waist, pushing up and sliding along the arc, his chest, shoulders and back were between his palms, and Feng Lin could imagine that smooth neck even with his eyes closed. come out.

"Is it so hard sir?"

Cang Lang endured it for a while, squeezed out a word "um" from the end of his nose, and said, "I advise you not to touch it any more."

Feng Lin raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm talking about Mr.'s heart."

wolf cub.

"Actually, as early as the rumor of the heavenly official's blessing came out, I knew it was Mr.'s handwriting."

Feng Lin let go of the fan and lowered his eyes and said: "The princess got up and put on a show, and gave the court a reason to collect taxes from Zilitian. The treasury has an extra income of several million taels a year, and the sage is naturally overjoyed. Although this move It may cause dissatisfaction among the royal family, but if the errand is done well, the cabinet will be credited."

"It's rare to be transparent." Cang Lang laughed, and met his gaze and said: "Since this is the case, what else do you not understand?"

Feng Lin said: "People in the cabinet, with Hu Shoufu as the first, are all stubborn and self-serving, and they have always looked down on me. Mr. is so troublesome to please me, is it possible that he wants to pave the way for you and my future? Is it?"

Cang Lang wanted to praise him for his intelligence, but when he met those cat eyes, he immediately felt evil, and he smacked carefully, his face burned red all of a sudden, "You bastard."

Feng Lin smiled, tapped his forehead on the bridge of Canglang's nose, closed his eyes and rubbed, "I understand what the future Mr. wants, Ah Lin is willing to try for it."

Cang Lang stared at him with determination, and gradually smiled: "Even if the future I want is on the top of ten thousand mountains, a land without people?"

Feng Lin kissed him, "As Mr. pointed out, Ah Lin died without hesitation."

Cang Lang rubbed the wolf cub's hair with his palm, and when he was about to be taken into the turbulent water, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and murmured: "Actually, the white wolf is alive, and the heavenly official's blessing is not just a rumor..."

Feng Lin choked these two babbles in his sleep and chewed them slowly.Xia Ye's stars dotted the dome, lurking faintly, casting countless suspicious shadows in the dark green wolf eyes.

Huai Ying, who was lying on the roof, rolled her tongue, skipping the intermittent panting in the courtyard, and raised her head to think about something——

What exactly did the major general wipe himself on that day?

...strangely sweet.

Cang Lang learned the method of grinding pearl oysters into powder and mixing them with syrup to make paint from books, and it was probably heresy, so only major general Wang Lang knew about it.

"The new emperor has long wanted to support the Wang family, and letting you go out to Nanyang is a sure thing. But in this way, the Wang family has divided the land and sea powers from the west to the east. The power is no longer comparable to the old Gao family. The saint must take it Take something as a bargaining chip. The title of the princess is a reward and a shackle. Your sister's stay in the capital is the saint's check and balance on the Wang family army. After such a toss, the princess is listed in the saint's credit book, and she will The hostage life will be a little easier."

Cang Lang's waist was tightened from behind by Feng Lin, and the crown of his teeth that was held in his mouth was slightly sore.When Feng Lin fell asleep, his arms still refused to let go of him, and Cang Lang was in that humid and hot embrace, repeating Wang Lang's words before he took office over and over again.

"The royal family has been a military force for generations, and the word loyalty is embedded in the bones. It is really unnecessary for the saint to be so prepared for a rainy day."

The voice under Wang Lang's helmet was muffled. The weather was hot, and the docile horse snorted irritably. He took control of the reins and said, "Fortunately, Dingxierlang guards the land of all peoples, not a country with a single surname. The sage has scruples to follow suit." Let him go, my father will go to Xiguan, and I will sail from the East China Sea, and the Wang family's seven-star blade will only be unsheathed at the enemy's head, and there will be no other plans."

He blew his whip, and the steed under his seat rushed out immediately, "Sir, you have a great kindness to the Wang family. My major general has recorded this kindness, and I will repay it with a knot of grass in the future. My sister is far away in the capital, and I will thank you for everything." Langer takes care of you a lot."

One ride out, ten thousand horses follow.Wang Jiajun's stern saber cluster followed closely behind the young general, rushing to the southeast wilderness, and then rolling towards the violently boiling sea like a black tide.

Cang Lang stared, the fog in front of his eyes was like the smoke and dust of the day, and the rumbling sound of the iron horse trampling on the ground was still trembling.He quietly pulled out his arm and stroked Feng Lin's sharpened jaw, knowing in his heart that he had won the most powerful promise in the world for the wolf cub.

What Feng Lin said was right, clearing Zhangzi's grain fields, recovering taxes, and using this to clear away the power of the remnants of the foreign relatives and the party, this is indeed what Hu Shoufu wants to do most right now.Cang Lang wanted to push Feng Lin to a higher level, the cabinet not only had to pass this test, but also passed it beautifully.

A few days later, during the Dragon Boat Festival, King Yan's car traveled through mountains and rivers, and arrived at Jiangning City just on this day.

It is the result of Cang Lang's three days' deliberation to choose Ying Tianfu as the starting point for measuring the fields.The power of wealthy households in this place is deeply rooted, and it is also the home of the ex-official boss who has no blame.

Yan Mo, the magistrate of Jiangning, was waiting under the scorching sun, and his round neck shirt was soaked with sweat. He adjusted his waistband back and forth at a loss, and raised his black gauze hat more than once to wipe off the sweat.

"My lord," Yan Mo said hesitantly, "No, it's not that the lower officials stopped you from entering the city. It's because the refugees made such a fuss that they blocked the gate tower, and the brigade Tiqi couldn't get in."

Feng Lin took the dilapidated Ah Li from the carriage, held it in his arms in an awkward posture, and fed some water as Cang Lang told him, making the kid vomit like a goldfish bubbling, Feng Lin Lin's face darkened.

Yan Mo was even more frightened in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "My lord, don't be upset, I'm going to mobilize the garrison to clear the way. It's hot, and I'll ask the mansion to deliver ice drinks to all the soldiers..."

Feng Lin was still wrestling with the boy in his arms, and did not respond to Yan Zhifu's begging to be accompanied by Xinxin.It wasn't until a light cough sounded like a reminder came from the carriage that he reluctantly withdrew his delayed gaze, and smiled at Yan Zhifu, "It's been more than half a year since the imperial court ordered to appease the refugees, and everything has been done properly. Did something go wrong in Jiangning Mansion?"

These words were so serious that Yan Mo swayed and fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop".