Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Oh? Then, do you know how much food is needed to feed all the people in the south of the Yangtze River?" Xia Lang raised his eyebrows: "If there are people who steal chickens and play tricks, what should we count?"

"Didn't I just say that? Opening government warehouses to store grain is not enough to redeem from rich peasants..."

"But how do adults know how much food a family needs? If some people lie about their information and receive relief many times, but some people don't get a cent, what should we do?"

"This..." My lord was dumbfounded by the question, and finally could only choke out a few words: "Is it enough to strictly investigate?"

"Strict investigation?" Xia Lang looked at the red-faced look of the great Confucian in front of him: "Why strict investigation? My lord? How many people are needed? Who will supervise? How to dispatch?"

"A long-term plan—" Before the great Confucian could finish speaking, Xia Lang interrupted him.

"Your Majesty, I believe that we should "borrow" grain from the common people," Xia Lang said: "If the common people are in need, they can ask the government to borrow grain on credit based on their household registration, and then exchange it at a low price this autumn," Xia Lang said. Looking up at Xiao Shao: "Your Majesty, all goodness is no goodness."

Xiao Shao missed the memorial in his hand.

There was a man who said the same thing to him.

Now he kind of believed what Concubine Chun had told him before.

"You happened to interrupt the dead man of Young Master Qing Yu when he was performing the secret technique," Concubine Chun said to Xiao Shao, "You destroyed the new body they prepared for Young Master Qing Yu, which caused the ceremony to fail. remember?"

Xiao Shao's eyes dimmed: "Remember."

He remembered hearing the news about Qingyu at that time, and rushed up regardless, just in time to see a group of people lighting torches next to Qingyu, as if they were going to burn Qingyu's body, while the ice coffin on the other side , what was placed was a body that was not at all the same as Qingyu's.

In a rage, he took Qing Yu's body out of the fire, put it into the ice coffin, and threw the body in the ice coffin into the fire.

It wasn't until he came back that he found out from Concubine Chun that he had made a big mistake.

At that time, Young Master Qingyu's soul will move into that perfectly healthy body instead of this sick body, and all of this will be ruined by Xiao Shao.

Xiao Shao regretted it too late, but there was nothing he could do, but now Concubine Chun told him that there was still help?

"It's very simple," Concubine Chun said with a treacherous smile, "The ceremony back then was not completed, and Young Master Qingyu's soul was damaged, but after these three years, his body has been fully restored. In other words, Young Master Qingyu is now His body is already healthy, as long as his soul is intact, he can wake up."

"How to mend Qingyu's soul?"

"You need a soul and body similar to Young Master Qing Yu's, that is Xia Lang. You just need to restart the secret technique once, and then revive Young Master Qing Yu in Xia Lang's body."

"A similar soul?" Xiao Shao finally knew why he felt that Xia Lang was familiar—it turned out that his and Qing Yu's souls were similar.

It's amazing, two completely unrelated people, one is in the north and the other is in the south, one is high and the other is a commoner, one is cold and calm and the other is weird, how can these two people have similar souls?

"What about Xia Lang?" Concubine Chun said it easily, but Xiao Shao quickly caught the blind spot in her words: "What about Xia Lang?"

"Him?" Concubine Chun seemed very surprised that Xiao Shao would still pay attention to Xia Lang's life and death: "Naturally, the soul dissipated~ But don't worry, your majesty, as long as his body is not damaged, he will not harm Young Master Qingyu. "

Soul dissipated?

It means that Sharon... is going to die?

In order to save Qingyu, it is necessary to exchange Xia Lang's body?

This recognition made Xiao Shao's heart stop suddenly, looking at the concubine Chun who was smiling happily in front of him, he asked in a low voice: "How do I know if what you said is true or not?"

If everything is pure concubine's conspiracy, just to get rid of Xia Lang!

"It's very simple." Concubine Chun took out a pill from her bosom: "This pill can make Master Qingyu's soul come back for a short time. You can use Xia Lang's blood to smear it on it, and then let Master Qingyu take it." , Young Master Qingyu will wake up for a short period of time, and then you will know that what the concubine said is true or false."

Concubine Chun opened her cardamom-coated hand, and a white pill lay quietly on it, exuding a mysterious luster.

Xiao Shao took the pill and trembled slightly.

This is the closest he has been to Qingyu in the past three years. He doesn't need any secret medicine or secret technique, and he doesn't need thousands of years of cold ice and ginseng. He can see Qingyu again with just a trace of a person's blood.

But why, his hands were shaking so much?

[Ding, increase target favorability by [-], current favorability to [-]] The voice of the system also reveals a hint of relief [The host can finally open the copy of Cinnabar Mole and White Moonlight]

[It seems that Concubine Chun has already told him about the resurrection of Qingyu,] Xia Lang was lying on his bed, but suddenly received the news of a surge in favorability, and immediately guessed the reason [There are too many cinnabar moles, it's time Take a look at the presence of Bai Yueguang~]

The snow disaster reminded Xiao Shao of the conversation with Concubine Chun yesterday, and he lost his mind slightly. Later, when Xia Lang was fighting the Confucians alone, he didn't express his position, but just sat silently on the throne.

A group of people debated for a long time, seeing that the emperor had no intention of making a decision, they had to leave the stage in dispirited mood.

After Xiao Shao announced his next court, the ministers filed out, and Xia Lang was among them.

Suddenly Xiao Shao said: "Master Xia, please stay here."

There were many ministers with the surname Xia, but only Xia Lang stopped in his tracks.

"You follow me to Weiyang Palace, I have something to tell you."

Under the envious and jealous eyes of other ministers, Xia Lang left with Xiao Shao.

"How's the wound?" Xiao Shao walked into the outer hall of Weiyang Palace, turned around to admire the reliefs on the wall, and didn't look at Xia Lang who followed.

The pill in his arms seemed to be hot, burning Xiao Shao's heart.

Xia Lang stood a few steps away from him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, it's almost ready."

"Let me take a look," Xiao Shao turned around, tried to pretend to be normal and waved.

Xia Lang didn't understand, so he walked forward: "Going back to the emperor, it's really almost better." But as soon as he finished speaking, a sharp pain suddenly appeared on the back of his neck—Xiao Shao stuck a silver needle into it. behind Sharan's neck.

Beads of blood popped out immediately, Xiao Shao had held the pill in his palm at some point, and all the blood was stained on the pill.

"What are you doing, Your Majesty?" Being impaled rashly, Xia Lang was a little caught off guard and wanted to turn around, but was stopped by Xiao Shao.

He didn't let Xia Ran turn around, but said to him, "I'll go to you for a while."

The wound from the blood that just flowed out has slowly healed, but only half of the pill has been dyed light pink.

Thinking of Concubine Chun's words, Xiao Shao gritted his teeth and opened a wound on Xia Lang's back again!

This time the wound was very close to the artery, and the blood flowed out several times more than the previous wound. Xia Lang was in pain, so he wanted to cover the wound with his hand, but Xiao Shao held his hand.

"Don't move," Xiao Shao controlled Xia Lang with one hand, and used the pill to stain Xia Lang's blood as much as possible with the other hand, and said softly, "You must drain all the blood here."

"Okay," Xia Lang trusted Xiao Shao 100%, because His Majesty had saved him before and gave him medicine. If His Majesty said that there is congestion, then there must be congestion: "Then please Your Majesty, please take care of the congestion of the minister." Cleaned up."

He even twisted his neck to make the blood flow out faster.

The blood kept flowing out drop by drop, and the pill was gradually turning red. Xiao Shao urged his internal force to prevent Xia Lang's wound from healing so early, and the extra blood stained Xia Lang's robe red.

It was a snow-white fox quilt, and Xiao Shao felt a little familiar. After a while, it seemed to be the one he gave to Xia Lang.

Xia Lang's body was already weak, and he lost a lot of blood, and the last bit of blood on his skin also disappeared. Compared with the white fox quilt stained with his own blood, it seemed to be a little paler.

All this was seen by Xiao Shao, his hand holding the pill trembled slightly, but he didn't stop.

In the end, the pill had turned dark red, Xiao Shao finally put it away, touched a few acupuncture points on Xia Lang to stop the bleeding, and then let go of Xia Lang's hand: "Okay."

Xia Lang turned around and showed Xiao Shao a grateful expression: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for helping the minister to heal his wounds over and over again."

He was wrong, it turned out that His Majesty is a good man!

Looking at Xia Lang's grateful smile, Xiao Shao felt the coldness of the pill in his hand.

[Ding, increase the favorability of the target by five, and the current favorability is 65]

"It's okay," Xiao Shao tried hard to make his voice sound normal: "Go to the side hall to rest for a while, and ask the imperial dining room to cook some blood-enriching dishes for you at noon. I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xia Lang's face was as pale as paper, but he showed a grateful expression.

Xiao Shao didn't look at him again, for fear that she couldn't help it.

What can't help it?He doesn't know either.

After Xia Lang left, he entered the inner hall of Weiyang Palace as quickly as possible.

Qing Yu still wanted to lie there as usual, quietly and silently, no different from before.

Xiao Shao had some doubts—can Qing Yu really wake up?

For some reason, he had believed in something for three years, but at the moment when it was about to come true, he felt scared.

In the end, emotion still prevailed, Xiao Shao opened the ice coffin, and pressed the pill to Qing Yu's mouth.

Can't swallow.

Strange, Xiao Shao tried several times, but Qing Yu couldn't swallow the pill.

In the past, the pills were simply given away, right?

After several unsuccessful attempts, Xiao Shao took the pill into his mouth and brought it to Qing Yu's mouth.

There was a strong smell of blood at the entrance of the pill, and he knew that it was the smell of Sharan's blood.

Xiao Shao held it in his mouth, and held Qing Yu's pale and terrifying lips.

This time, the pills were successfully delivered, Xiao Shao left slowly, looked at Qing Yu in the ice coffin, and counted silently in his heart.

A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour.

Qing Yu still didn't respond.

Xiao Shao thought, Concubine Chun should have lied.

After she knew that the pills were not enough, she felt Sharon's threat to her, so she lied to him.

This reason was flawless, reasonable and reasonable, Xiao Shao reasoned several times, and soon convinced himself.

That's right... There shouldn't be a kung fu technique that can resurrect the dead in this world... He actually foolishly believed it, and even cheated that Zhuangyuan Lang so much blood... Really, I will reward him when I go out later Something, please coax him well.

Xiao Shao let out a long sigh of relief, and he knew that these were all fake.

etc!When did he feel that Qing Yu was really a dead person!Qing Yu is still alive!He just fell asleep!

This kind of cognition makes Xiao Shao feel like being struck by lightning!

He looked at the quiet Qing Yu in front of him, and took two steps back in disbelief.Looking at the inner hall that he personally arranged...

At that time, he firmly believed that Qingyu would wake up, so he arranged the inner hall like this. How could he forget?

Qingyu, Qingyu, Qingyu, Qingyu should be the only one in his mind, and what happened to that Xia Lang?

Just the same name!

He was actually thinking about Qingyu!Isn't Qingyu's original name Xia Lang?

Xia Lang Xia Lang, style name Qingyu, Xia Qingyu, they all think of one person!

Xiao Shao said this to himself, but there was a voice in his heart telling him that you are deceiving yourself and others.

Who are you thinking in your heart, don't you know?

Just when Xiao Shao fell into the relationship between heaven and man, a loud noise suddenly appeared somewhere in the ice coffin, Xiao Shao quickly abandoned the messy thoughts in his head, and looked up——

Qing Yu actually sat up from the ice coffin!

"I..." Qing Yu glanced at her body, she seemed to be a little unclear, so she looked at the dark secret room, with some doubts in her black and white eyes.

He looked at Xiao Shao. In the dim environment, he didn't see Xiao Shao's dragon robe clearly, but frowned and said, "Xiao Shao, have we been arrested? The battle of Fuzhou failed? What happened to the rebel army?"

As expected of Qing Yu, the first thing she did when she got up was to ask about the battle situation.

Xiao Shao subconsciously wanted to answer, but suddenly realized that the Battle of Fuzhou...the uprising army... these things have already passed for many years.

Qing Yu was resurrected, and for some reason, his memory stayed in the 17th year of the last year of the previous dynasty.

That was the time when he and Qingyu had the warmest relationship.