You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!

Chu breathed a glimpse into the sky, and the palm gently rubbed his neck, and confirmed: "All used up?"

Speaking of this, Fu Wei was a bit shy, and the courage to swell up was dissipated, and the little vines hanging on him were whispering, "Well."

Chu Xiangtian hugged him up, holding his knees in his hands, holding him like a child, holding him on his chest and walking in the middle.

When the door was closed, there was only a red candle in the house. Chu Xiangtian put him on the bed, leaned on it, and gently rubbed him against the tip of his nose. "How is this so active?"

Fu Hao took his neck and did not loosen it. He heard the eyelashes tremble slightly, then lowered his eyelashes and bent a leg on him.

Chu Xiangtian’s breathing was heavy, and he closed his eyes and held a watery flip on his lips. The scorching air blurs the mind, and Fu is dissatisfied with his water-like touches, blindfolded, subconsciously pursuing his lips, looking up and picking up, licking and kissing him.

Filled with hints of action like oil falling on Mars, slamming the fire, and finally burning out of control.

(harmonious……)

The hot air burned out, leaving only a faint residual temperature. Fu’s tired eyes couldn’t open, but he still stumbled through his lips and printed a wet kiss on his lips. “No. Angry."

Then, like a sleepy little animal, curled up and smashed into the arms of Chu Xiangtian, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Chu Xiang Tianxin's soft mess, carefully sent him to the cheeks of the hair to the back of the ear, waiting for someone to sleep more, before he took him to the back of the bath room to clean.

This toss has reached five days, Chu Xiangtian is not tired, holding the young master in his arms, thinking about the next time.

......

Fu Yi sleeps until noon, his eyes are dry, his eyes open for a while, and the memories of last night are all returned.

A hot air rushed to the top of the head, Fu Yan blushing blood, struggling to support the body to sit up, but the unspeakable place came a burst of pain.

! ! ! !

Fu Yan whispered and slid back. He looked up and looked around. There was no one in the house, and he vented the quilt as an annoying bandit and made a hard shot.

I completely forgot that it was his own fire last night.

Chu Xiangtian came in with a good chicken soup, and he only saw a bulging and grievous back.

Putting the casserole on the table, Chu went to the sky, reached out and tried to touch his forehead, but was pushed away by the angry little master.

Chu Xiang Tian was photographed, not angry, but a little happy, "Wake up? Is there any uncomfortable?"

When I got up in the morning, Fu Yan’s temperature was a bit high. Chu Xiangtian worried that he had a fever and invited the doctor to take the pulse. I decided to let go of my heart without a big problem. I went to the kitchen and took a pot of chicken soup, ready to wait for the young master to wake up.

It is a pity that the young master did not appreciate it. He buried the whole person in the quilt. He didn't want to talk. After all, the place was a little painful.

It seems to be what I saw. Chu turned up to the corner of Tianzui and quickly pressed it down. Then he brought a bowl of chicken soup on the table and came over. "Is it hungry? The doctor said that you should eat more food on these two days." ""

Fu Hao stretched his hand over the quilt and blinded his head, ignoring the whisper of Chu Xiangtian.

After a while, the quilt was a little hot, and the stomach was indeed hungry. I was unwilling to drill it out and snorted: "You feed me."

Chu Xiangtian laughed, smashed the soup with a spoon and then carefully fed it into his mouth.

After drinking the soup, Fu Yan feels a little better, but still can not make a big move, only half of the face is unhappy, leaning on the bed, taking the eyes to the sky.

Chu Xiangtian took a box of ointment and smiled softly: "I will give you some medicine, and it will not hurt after the meeting."

Fu Yan’s face instantly burst red, and he refused to kick him. The whole person retracted the quilt and said with a sullen voice: “No.”

Chu Xiangtian looked helpless and could only slap him more gently, half a sigh, and a sullen "hmm" in the quilt.

Chu Xiangtian laughed and re-wipe his ointment.

In the afternoon, Fu Youqin came over. I heard that Chu Xiangtian called the doctor in the early morning. She thought that Fu Yu was sick. When he heard the news, he quickly came over to see it.

Fu Wei was lying on the bed, his face was a little abnormal, and Fu Youqin reached out and touched it. He was more hot than usual, and he was worried. "How did the doctor read it?"

Fu Yan was ashamed to die, and his face was biting his lower lip and did not speak.

Chu Xiangtian coughed one channel: "There is no serious problem in two days of rest."

Fu Youqin put down his heart, his eyes suddenly fell on the small wooden box on the table, the lid was not covered, and he could see the pure white grease inside - this is what Chu Xiangtian had just used for Fu.

Look at the grease on the table, then take a look at the chicken soup, and then think of his son's weird expression and Chu Xiangtian's extraordinary hospitality. Fu Youqin just didn't want to understand and understand.

The worries between the eyebrows dissipated. She coughed and looked at the two children. I reminded as much as possible: "You are still young, more...temperate."

Fu Wei: "!!!!"

Fu Youqin said that he left the money, and he couldn’t wait to get into the ground. Fu Wei was angry and angered. He took the soft pillow on the bed and went to the sky. The bulging road “has blamed you! I said nothing yesterday!”

Chu Xiangtian did not sneak up and greeted him, holding the person in his arms and whispering his mistake.

However, the annoyed young master is not willing to forgive a bandit who does not know the temperance, and swears: "You go to the study to sleep at night!"

Dachu God of War, arrogant king, to wait for the young master during the day, even a door can not enter at night, have to go to the study to sleep, waiting for the middle of the night, the young master sleeps well, dare to sneak in, to enter people Sleep in your arms for a while, then sneak back before dawn.

This kind of day continues until after Fu can eat at will.

Fu Hao ate a few days of light porridge water, after the injury, the favorite dishes were all over again, eating the belly round, the heart of the gas was scattered.

The king who had slept for a few days in the study room was finally not driven out of the bedroom.

***

After August, the weather became hotter and hotter. The counties near the canal only noticed a little different, but this year's harvest did not have much impact. After they worried about it for a while, they threw it behind their heads.

However, the canal can only be nourished, and with less rain this year, it has already shown signs of drought in the southwest and northwest areas far from the canal.

Due to the hot weather, the rivers are getting more and more dry. Even if the rivers are connected to the canals, they are located in a remote place. When the river flows, there is a slight shallowness. Many farmland lack irrigation, and when it is harvested, it is only half the harvest in previous years.

The people were flustered, and the only food left was not dare to buy or sell. All of them were hiding at home, and the price of food suddenly soared.

The taxation of the government can't be levied. The taxation of Dachu is not too heavy, but the northwest and southwest are not rich, and the harvest is halved. The rice recovered by many people can only be ruined.

Even when the officers and men of the county were sent to collect taxes, there were actually people who died and did not pay, and the two sides almost clashed.

After the conflict subsided, the atmosphere became more and more tense, and the county of Dou Mingjun had to ask the emperor to reduce taxes. Immediately after the Quming County, there were successive requests for tax cuts from all over the country.

After the emperor sent people to verify the situation, they were all allowed.

Chu Fengyuan remembered the prophecy that Chu Xiangtian had told him. "Arid drought, wars, people are not living, big powers will pour."

Chu Xiangtian said that he had accidentally saved an old man, and the old man was proficient in pushing the calculations. It is calculated that there will be great disasters in the Great Chu. Chu Xiangtian did not believe it, but the prophecy that the old man said has been fulfilled in the past two years. When he saw the drought coming, he finally told him in the palace.

Chu Fengyuan will be suspicious, but he will not dare to neglect this prophecy related to the country. He will follow the advice of Chu Xiangtian. He will build a canal to build water conservancy and secretly sneak in the grain. This way, even if the prediction is not allowed, it will not Produce actual losses.

Looking at the discounts sent by the localities, Chu Fengyuan finally believed in the prophecy of the old man and agreed to reduce the tax. At the same time, he began to order the local governors to start preparing for drought prevention.

The decree of the decree was reduced and the tax was reduced. The burden of the people everywhere was much lighter. The tight nerves of the people relaxed and began to respond to the call of the government and actively joined the construction of the reservoir.

Everything went well in a well-organized manner. Fu Hao heard the news and was relieved. He put all his energy into the cultivation and promotion of new rice varieties. Harvested in October, the last season of rice in the South was finally harvested. Letters from Nanming County and Xingdong County were reported to be good news, and new rice fields were planted. This season's output was more than half higher than the previous season.

Fu Yuzheng is going to tell Chu Xiangtian about this news. He heard that the people in Zhenwu County in the northwest rioted and surrounded the county government.

The emperor hurriedly called the king into the palace to discuss the issue of disorder.