Zhong Li’s look at the beginning as snow was a little worried. Knowing that she was worried about things in northern Xinjiang, she lifted herself up and wrapped herself up like a dumpling. She felt the beginning as snow and told her not to worry so much.

"There are two ways to save money in this world: source or throttling. You want to throttle, but you are thinking about how to spend all his money. Nowadays, it is not a long-term concern to have a mat bed in summer or without a room. "
Churu shook her head as snow, although she knew that Zhong Li’s kindness was not as simple as she thought. It was not as good as marching and fighting tactics and excellent force.
Nowadays, every promise made in Zhongli, northern Xinjiang requires silver and it is like running water.
Jiangnan is rich, but it doesn’t live in northern Xinjiang.
How much does it cost to rebuild a city?
Zhong Li looked at the beginning as snow and thought, "In a few days, the soil will be cleared and water conservancy can be built."
Chu Ruxue has been in business since she was a child. At this moment, I heard Zhong Liyi say this, but I thought of a possibility: "You mean work for the dole?"
Zhong Li nodded. "Almost the south of the Yangtze River used to be a military system in northern Xinjiang, but the recruiter can also consider recruiting workers. In this case, the water conservancy in the coming year does not need to send people to work alone, so that the labor problem in northern Xinjiang can be solved without causing those businesses to drive up prices and make them earn money to the court and the people can’t get it."
Businessmen who have just fallen into the snow naturally know how many merchants, large and small, in northern Xinjiang are waiting for the great plague after the earthquake, hoarding and driving up prices, making it difficult for the country to make money.
If so, since the people can get money from the government, they can naturally make a living without starving people.
"It’s a pity that the little prince’s head is a good material for doing business and was born in the imperial family."
Naturally, it is one thing to admit that he is clever, but it is another story to say it.
At the beginning of the snow, I looked at Zhong Liyi and smiled. Zhong Liyi proudly tossed her head. "No, I am comfortable no matter where I was born."
Sure enough, it’s cocky again
Naturally, this little tail is turned upside down, and it doesn’t delay the business. Now it’s like snow, so let him come.
A few days later, it was almost time to clean up the dead bodies in northern Xinjiang. Liu Jingyuan went to Honghong, and now it is reported that it has been finished
Then it will be burned.
Chu Ruxue called a Buddhist monk to turn over these suffering people.
In fact, the so-called crossing over is the idea of transcending the living and giving the living a ferry to continue to live.
Chu Ruxue and Zhong Liyi both wore black clothes to show their attention.
There are naturally bells in trouble, but this time I didn’t personally tell Lin Hu what items he had made and how to deal with them. I didn’t leave a little respect.
When it’s really an war, it’s cold-blooded
The trouble didn’t break out in the end, and then they made a simple or gorgeous cenotaph in their respective homes to guide their dead relatives and hope that they would eventually return to their hometown and return to the dust.
Because there is an army to maintain this corpse burning, it has not caused much bad consequences. On the contrary, this case has been followed in nine countries and later generations
It was thirteen days later that Jiadi learned that the first snow had arrived in northern Xinjiang. He was shocked and sat in the dragon chair and looked at the small bottle on the table.
"Turns out to be …"
"good! Ok! Good! "
The imperial palace people looked at Jia Di, who seemed to be a little crazy and fell to the ground with the bottle.
"Live … just live!"
For the future, Jia Di suddenly felt that he seemed to have seen what he wanted and cared about.
After so many years, Empress Akihito will never come back, and everything else is still there, whether it is what he loves or what he loves and what she once had.
That’s enough
"If she really died like this, she would owe me this life! She is alive to pay off! "
Jia Di took out the attic painting and wiped it with gauze. "Look, she’s still alive! I knew she wouldn’t die like this! She has always been proud. How is it possible that things will die like this? How many secrets she carries, whether it is the Chushi clan or the Dayuan dynasty, can’t be brought to the ground like this! "
"You don’t want those things to rust slowly either!" It’s not white for Jia Di to talk to herself and tell the portrait that many people are outsiders.
The night Lord was called into the palace.
"You actually know where she went."
Jiadi doesn’t want to play Tai Chi with Gu Nightlight. He has to admit that Gu Nightlight is smart and has a high wrist.
"I know," Gu Wandeng nodded, "but I don’t have to say it, so that the emperor can taste what it feels like to lose something that matters most. Isn’t it nice to find it again?"
Jia Di doesn’t laugh angrily at these things with Gu Nightlight. "I used to care most about having lost this. where will you go called me old for no reason."
Gu night lamp cold hum "the emperor is most concerned about now that you have lost it, you don’t have to wave people around you with something unworthy."
The painting hanging beside Jiadi is beautiful and moving.
"Wave? I told her to live, but she wouldn’t listen. "
Gu Wandeng saw a hint of malice in Jiadi’s eyes, then got up and walked to the side of the painting, pointing to the painter and asked, "Why did the emperor marry Empress Akihito?"
Jiadi looked at Gu Nightlight, and he saw the light shining in his eyes, not hate, not regret, but pity.
"I love her"
Gu Dengdeng smiled when he heard this answer. "The emperor is the secret of the Chu clan. If the emperor had more than half of his heart, even if he had pity on their mother and daughter, he would not be here today."
"The emperor hasn’t taken pity on Empress Akihito, who is now in Lingyuan Pavilion!"
"Poor Empress Akihito abandoned her ancestral teachings and her family. In the end, in this massacre, she regretted the emperor and your daughter’s hatred now."
Chapter 60 The end of a feast
Jia twenty-six years old
Yuanhuanggong
Jia Di looked at Gu Nightlight and closed his eyes with pain.
"The emperor gave their mother and daughter a choice between retreat and avoidance. Empress Akihito called her Chu instead of An."
Gu night light glance topaz powder continued
Jia Di sat in front of the painting, her eyes were a little dull, and she didn’t say anything about the night light in the end.
All night long, Deng knew that Chu Ru Xue was alive. He knew that she had gone to Shudi and Jiange, and he even knew which horse farm she had stayed in.
On that day, Zhong Li talked with the night light and went back to think about it. He didn’t think anything like a god. He knew that she could see Zhong Li before she knew that Jia Di had broken the jade. Maybe her heart would be happy.