Chapter 274： Long Yin

Yingyingzhou · Houfu

A full moon shines, sprinkles on the ground, and turns yellow.

The night was getting late, the Fuzhong Lake reflected the bright moon, and many osmanthus flowers were planted around the lake. Nowadays, the fragrance of osmanthus can be smelled everywhere, with many little girls, secretly picking osmanthus flowers in the sachet.

The patrolling soldier opened his eyes and closed his eyes, not caring.

The Hou's study is hidden deep in Maolin. The courtyard is full of bamboo. The sound of Xiao Xiao is very quiet. There is a pro soldier every five steps in the corridor. The light shines out, making the guard color within a few meters. gorgeous.

Inside the study

Wei Ang was wearing a blue shirt and a blindfold, and the remaining eyes were ruthless. He couldn't recognize a refreshing boy. Then he sat quietly with a ledger in his hand and talked to Jibei Hou. .

It's about the profit made by the fleet. When working for Hou's government, Wei Ang felt that there was still a living value. Jibei Hou listened with a smile on his face, and was very satisfied with Wei Ang, but he regretted it.

"Saner has finally matured, but unfortunately has paid such a high price-blind, it is impossible to become an official, because he pays attention to an official body."

The hatred of Pei Ziyun has increased by another three points. He loves his son the most. How could Pei Ziyun become this way if not for him?

Just thinking, Wei Ang presented the income in and out of the ledger, and added: "Father, I have been connected with Fusang last month, and last month was respectful."

Then he said, "Fusang is really interesting. There is a court, but it is already rampant. A while ago, a prince basically unified Fusang, but he said that he was recruiting a general and opened the shogunate."

"But this unity is very different from ours. The vassals and the army are still there." Speaking of this, Wei Ang was envious: "It seems to be when we sealed off in ancient times."

"Last month, where the vassal was, it was an island in itself. The actual field development was only 10,000 stones. With trade, there were only 30,000 stones or even 100,000 stones. If you lost trade with the mainland, the family would decline, so take a photo with us. That's right, it's also our support. "

"Some people and materials that can't be placed on land can be arranged to go to the clan last month, but this is not a long-term solution."

"It's only been a year since we left the army, and some veterans can hardly keep the original." Wei Ang said here, shaking his head and sighing: "Don't talk about the next generation, it is our generation that can last for several years."

"This is indeed a big problem." Jibeihou groaned. The so-called consolidation can be maintained for a while, but the system is lost and cannot be maintained for a long time.

Then knocked on the door, Shen whispered outside the door: "Houye, son, I have something to report."

"Come in." Jibeihou said.

Shen Zhi hurried in, approaching Jibeihou, and whispered a few times.

Shen Zhi's words were finished, and Jibei Hou was furious, and his thick account fell on the table fiercely.

The "touch" account book bounced on the table, the tea cup slammed, the water in the tea cup poured out, and flowed to the ground. The two only watched as the Jibei Hou growled loudly.

"I was born and died. I had eleven wounds. I fought for sixteen years. The court wanted to cut military power. I swallowed it and surrendered the military power. Now I only have 5,000 people in my house.

"Changing the other side, it's really a ruthless world, a ruthless villain." Jibei Hou roared, his face turned red, and his neck was bulging.

"Did I fight all my life for this one hundred and twenty stone?"

"My boat earns more than that in a year!"

The Daxu system, one hundred households are male, three hundred households are private, six hundred households are private, one thousand households are private, and two thousand households are private, but these are all false seals, in fact, the marquis gave 1,000 to one stone a year. Thousands of stones.

One hundred and two hundred stones were in Hou of Jibei, which at that time was converted into the output of seven or eight hundred mu of good land.

Hearing Jibei's scolding, Shen straightened and said, "Master Hou, be careful with ears by the wall."

This said, Jibei Hou Yu's anger was still there. It took a long time for him to sit down, leaning on the chair as he sat down, his eyes darkened, and he looked silent before him.

Wei Ang understood what was going on, and she also looked dumb: "Father, cutting the town is to break our foundation. Don't look at what we and Fusang can say, the soldiers arranged in the fleet can also Obedience, but it's all because his father is still in place and still in power. "

"Once my father has completely cut off his military power, he is just an idler with a knighthood. He ca n’t speak at the government. It is difficult for Fuso and the fleet to control. At that time, we will no longer be able to live or die, and the financial path will be cut off. . "

"And when the financial path is cut off, we can't afford to support people, and those who depend on us, whether they are officers and soldiers, will fall apart."

"It will not take more than ten years for this to happen. My family is afraid that even a county order is not as good."

"The imperial court rushed to kill it, it was abominable." Wei Ang gritted his teeth and wished to bite a piece of meat from the imperial court.

The full moon in the sky with some shadows, an owl flew over the night sky, leaving a strange cry, and the atmosphere in the room was depressed. For a long time, Jibeihou turned his face and sneered: "Mr. Shen, what are you doing? Look?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Shen Zhi solemnly bowed and said: "Master, recently there was a message from the capital. I heard that the emperor wanted the prince to take thorns, but the prince did not dare to take it. The emperor sighed that you would not dare to take it, but you are old. Only to remove the thorns for the Prince. "

"Bhorns!" Jibei Hou heard this, his heart was immediately clear, he wanted to speak, suddenly felt dizzy, and heard Long Yin faintly.

"Booming" between the sky and the earth, a dull thunder awakened Jibei Hou. Jibei Hou stood up and looked at it. At this moment, a bright flash of the window illuminated the inside and outside of the study, and the bamboo forest in the courtyard shook. The thunderous thunder trembled and shook the study room, shaking Jibei Hou!

A gust of wind came, the wind crackled, and Jibei Hou looked up at the dark sky, thunder rolled, lightning flashed from time to time, and was about to say something. Suddenly felt dizzy, reached out his hand and supported the table, and sat down reluctantly: " Let me think, let me think again. "

Sweat flowed from the forehead, with palpitations, somehow there may be some weekdays, but I never dared to think about it.

"Thunder" sounded in the sky, only a few hundred meters away from an inn in the house, this is a neatly furnished guest room, the walls are lined with paper, the sleeping old man startled.

Waking up, the old man only felt a palpitation and opened his eyes: "This is, Longqi?"

The old man at the gate of the holy prison who came to negotiate went to the window and pushed it open. At night, it was still clear and bright, and the moonlight was shining, but at this time it was dark clouds covering the stars.

Looking towards the sky, somehow the hairs stood up and covered all cold.

"what?"

The old man frowned and locked, his face changed, and there was a dark cloud. When he turned his head, he turned and left. The Hou House here was too close and disturbed. He ran at night. Here are all residential houses. Now the streets are quiet and the doors are closed. , The lights were dim, and some even completely turned off.

When encountering the husband, he carried the lantern and knocked on the gong. The old man walked along the narrow and long streets and alleys. He went to a remote bridge and saw no one around. Fu Fu lighted up immediately.

After a while, the head of the holy prison gate appeared, watching the veteran asked: "Late night messaging, but what happened?"

Lao Taoren Jishou: "The inside of the door was instructed to strengthen the connection with Jibei Hou. I have been there during the day. Tonight I live in an inn not far from Jibei Houfu, only a few dozen meters apart."

"Suddenly, the dragon spirit changes in the middle of the night. It seems that the earth dragon appears, but it disappears after a flash."

"you sure?"

"Yes!"

"Strange, the real dragon comes out, the earth dragon is hidden, the earth dragon is in decline, and the earth dragon is booming. This is a summary rule, although it is not a hundred hits, it is almost the same."

"Now that Ding Xu is ten years old, the current situation is gradually peaceful. How did the earth dragon show at this time?" The head was puzzled and groaned for a long time, saying, "You pay close attention."

The head said, thinking of it again, staring at the old man and asking, "Is there a vision?"

"Head, I am about to make a false accusation. It was a clear night at night. I noticed the change of dragon spirit. I opened the window and saw the sky was dark and the thunder rang."

"Is this a natural variable?" The head murmured, and suddenly realized: "This is a major matter, you must convene the elders in the door to discuss it, you continue to follow up, this is a major matter involving life and death in the door, you have to be cautious."

With that said, the head of the head extended a little, and Fu Yan closed.

The old man suddenly shivered and stood for a moment before returning to the inn.

Beijing · Prince's Mansion

The temple was brightly lit, and the prince came in outside. He took off his boots at will and took the wooden steps to wear it. An **** came forward and offered tea.

Cyan flower porcelain cup, UU reading www.uukanshu. com showed warmth, the prince took a sip, and saw a hundred households entering, whispering: "His Royal Highness, Pei Zhenren is here."

Hearing this, the prince stood up with some joy, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up, please come in."

Pei Ziyun came in, and the Prince wanted to be greeted, and stood still, holding back and smiling, "The real man has been a long time."

Pei Ziyun saluted, and the prince hurriedly said, "No courtesy, you are not in Beijing. You are so lonely. Your majesty has seized me to read and play the chapters, study state affairs, and have no time to relax."

Just ask Pei Ziyun to sit on the side: "Give tea to a real person."

A girl brought tea to her, and Pei Ziyun took a sip and lowered the porcelain cup. She looked at the prince, but she looked pale, her eyes were a little dark, and she smiled, "This is the emperor's painstaking cultivation of his highness."

Everyone knows that although the prince shouted that he was working hard and lonely, he would not be free for a day, but if the emperor did not let him do it, the prince would be very painful and lost.

At the moment, I changed the topic and asked: "His Royal Highness, the rumor in central Beijing, Your Majesty wants to further cut the fan?"

"Yes, the world is peaceful, and the removal of Fanzhen is the right way for the country."

"Even for the heroes, it is the way to protect them. It is the emperor's grace." The prince said easily, took a sip of tea, and apparently did not realize the seriousness of the matter.

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