The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 383 Learning

   Taishou Mansion.

  Tang Wanzhuang sat in the hall and gave orders, assigning and handling the things that Da Zhou and Zhao Changhe said just now one by one in an orderly manner.

  Zhao Changhe squatted on the side holding a basin, only eating.

  The subconscious mind is also learning...

   I really don’t understand some things, so I can’t be blind.

For example, whether or not to plow...As a modern college student, I think I know a few words about why, but Zhao Changhe doesn't even know what the specific plowing time is. It's February now, and I missed the time before this time Is it still useful to plow again? If it can be remedied, do you need any official help? This is a lack of knowledge.

   In addition, it also involves reducing the number of troops, whether it should be appropriate for the current situation. This is not difficult, because I have never done this kind of leadership post to determine the trend of a city, and I dare not make a decision casually. This is because I didn't place my heart well.

  I can only squat next to eat and watch Tang Wan's makeup arrangements.

Sure enough, it was still too late to go farming at this time. Tang Wanzhuang dispersed half of Xiangyang's soldiers in one breath. At the same time, the traitors of Zhenmasi tried by Li Si'an, together with Lu Shiheng's cronies in the army, were all captured by the vicious Blood God cultists. Go chop off your head.

  It's so hot that it doesn't look like the usual Tang Wan makeup.

  The blue waves and spring water seemed to have turned into blood in an instant.

   "In troubled times, you should be decisive, not when you are not a mother-in-law." Tang Wanzhuang walked up to him, seeing him squatting on the side with the same virtue as a big cat, inexplicably felt a little cute. But he said in his mouth: "Seeing that your eyes have changed a little? Don't you like me killing people?"

  Zhao Changhe shook his head: "No...Of course I have to do this, but I don't think it looks like you."

  Tang Wanzhuang smiled: "How much do you know me? I only think about..."

   Whispering his lips, he didn't continue, and instead said: "The entry tax of one tael of silver is obviously going to be cancelled, and it will return to normal. But the problem we are facing now is that Xiangyang really has no money."

  Zhao Changhe grilled the rice in a "smooth" way: "How about some central funding?"

  Tang Wanzhuang seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and said in a low voice: "Everywhere is inconvenient to use the excuse of bandits, the taxes are not paid, and the court has no money."

  Zhao Changhe bared his teeth, and said after a while: "Qinghe also made this excuse?"

   "They're better." Tang Wanzhuang sighed, "It's better because they're close."

  Zhao Changhe glanced at her again.

   Actually it wasn’t because of proximity, but because Lao Cui didn’t want to stand on his own. For a person like Lao Cui, if he thinks someone is worthy of support, then his money, food, soldiers and horses will be supplied to him, and the new contribution from the dragon will come.

   So far, there is nothing that Mrs. Cui likes. The Wang family's personal participation in the competition is considered an option. If the Wang family really raises the flag of rebellion, it will be hard to say from Langya to Qinghe, after all, the in-laws are already married...

  The scramble for the throne at the end of the dynasty has already begun.

  Zhao Changhe didn't continue to talk about this, but just bowed his head to eat: "I'll ask someone to borrow a sum of money, and first give Xiangyang an emergency, and then pay back some interest to them."

Tang Wanzhuang said: "Xiangyang's production is not strong enough, and Lu Shiheng forced conscription, resulting in a big financial loophole, otherwise we wouldn't have come up with the bad idea of ​​entering and exiting the city tax. And we can't do things like Lu Shiheng, we have to subsidize production... Si'an doesn't have the strength to support such a large sum of money, so I can only ask him to raise part of it, who do you ask to borrow so much money?"

  Zhao Changhe said: "Don't worry about this, anyway. You see that your face turned pale again after less than half an hour of discussion. You really can't be too tired. Listen to the doctor, ah."

Tang Wanzhuang wanted to say that you don't learn, what can I do... As soon as he said it, he felt that he was actually learning when he squatted here to eat, and he also offered to help solve financial problems. This attitude is the same as before. It's none of my business" attitude, it's already a lot more involved.

  Thinking of this, I was a little relieved, so I tried to discuss other topics: "The army, you mean to trust Xue Canghai?"

"Well, Master Xue's structure is much higher than most people think... The Blood God Cult's bloodthirsty is a skill factor, and they can be upgraded by killing people... You have never played games, as long as you have experience points, stones can be killed by players Come on, but this does not mean that the nature is bloodthirsty, as long as there is a higher goal hanging, he knows how to do it."

  Tang Wanzhuang didn't care about the teachings of the Blood God Cult, and she didn't understand any game upgrades, so she just asked: "That is to say, the current Xiangyang defense and army reorganization, you just leave it to Xue Canghai, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe gave her a strange look: "Since you can't trust Xue Canghai, or you don't want to let the cultists control a city with a base for defense... then you can use someone you trust to take charge of the matter, and there is no objection to that." It's a matter of my face, am I that fragile..."

  Tang Wanzhuang smiled and said nothing.

  It's not because I'm afraid that you will lose face...

   Even if Xue Canghai is not very suitable, she is willing to let Xue Canghai take charge of the stall. This is the order of the prince. Even if there is a problem, the subordinate will help wipe the ass.

  When this guy finds himself getting more and more deeply involved in all aspects of governing the world, he may become addicted by then. Even if he is not addicted, there will be a group of people whose interests are hooked on him, and will put a piece of clothing on him.

  Afraid that cultists have a base? What is needed is that he has a base.

  Tang Wanzhuang was in a much better mood, and said with a smile, "It's nothing. Now the main matters have been broken down, and each person is responsible. You can also handle the money that bothers me the most. I don't need to do everything myself. I can really rest."

  Zhao Changhe didn't understand what she was thinking for a while, and walked aside speechlessly to gargle: "Eat first."

  As soon as he finished rinsing his mouth and turned around, he heard a severe coughing sound. Zhao Changhe quickly ran over, and saw Tang Wanzhuang sitting at the table, covering his mouth and coughing violently, almost out of breath.

  Zhao Changhe hurried over to support her, looked down, his palms were full of coughed up blood.

  Before, he seemed to be alive and well, able to hit people and throw them into the water, but at this moment he was so weak that he would collapse in the wind. Being supported by him, he leaned limply on his chest, panting slightly.

  Zhao Changhe didn't want to experience the feeling of nephrite jade's warm and fragrant embrace, so he checked his true energy a little. The problem was actually an old one, but Zhao Changhe was still speechless.

  Last night's treatment took care of her concussion injury, and the leakage of the power of the third secret storehouse could only be said to be suppressed a little bit, so today she was in good spirits, but it just happened again at this time.

   It wouldn't have happened so quickly... Zhao Changhe realized at this moment that the woman asked him to sleep, but she herself didn't sleep, and was always working hard.

  The so-called shopping, she is not shopping, she is inspecting people's livelihood.

  Her illness has a lot to do with labor, and if it continues like this, of course it will get worse.

  Zhao Changhe didn't scold about it anymore, but just looked down at the blood on her lips, and gently wiped it away with his hand.

  Tang Wanzhuang looked up at him in surprise.

  The two looked at each other for a while, Zhao Changhe said in a low voice, "I'm going to be treated, Master... even if you throw me into the water."

  Tang Wanzhuang subconsciously wanted to make money, but she didn't have the strength for a while.

  Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally closed her eyes.

  The next moment, the familiar lips fell down, and a firm kiss was made.

   It was no longer yesterday's sneak attack. From beginning to end, everyone knew what to do in the next moment, but she still closed her eyes and leaned into his arms without saying anything to refuse.

  I told myself in my heart, this is therapy...why think too much...

  The method of double cultivation combined with the Jue of Rejuvenation nourished her exhausted soul and body again, reappearing the mountains and rivers.

  A heroic man with a scar on his face was striding towards her among the mountains and rivers.

  She watched with a smile, and the two slowly approached, and then embraced each other.

  The man bowed his head and kissed her on the lips, she closed her eyes, pretending to say goodbye.

  There is a tongue on the top of the teeth, and the tongue is knocked out.

  She hesitated for a moment, but she still obediently separated, allowing her to be grasped.

  (end of this chapter)