The most powerful minister in the world

The catkins are blowing gently, the pear blossoms are beautiful, and the curtains of the spring courtyard are hanging down to the ground.

There is a small bridge in the shadow of the Bixi River, and smoke rises from the cooking pots on the green brick street.

Our young man, who loves to be noisy, was tired and resting in bed, but the whole Jiangnan West Road became lively.

Early the next morning, the news that the bandits were pacified spread to every household, and everyone was partying in the streets and lanes.

Mountain roads, large and small, are open to traffic, and all merchants and merchants are active again.

These wealth creators and distributors have been suppressed for a long time. Many shops have closed down due to the hoarding of goods.

However, I believe that these Jiangnan merchants will not give up easily because of such difficulties.

In addition, these hoarded goods also bring a lot of benefits to ordinary people. In order to circulate the money in their hands, the goods are sold at a discount.

This is also a good thing for the people. The period before Qingming is really lively.

And the people who created this scene have not forgotten that the two governors who heard about it from somewhere are in the Dancheng Mansion Office.

Every morning as soon as the yamen official opens the door, there are countless baskets of fresh fruits and vegetables piled under the steps.

Every time Li Min passes by the door, he will stop to pick some to take away.

Li Xiong'er followed his sister to help hold it.

In this festive atmosphere, the most unlucky person should be Mu Sheng.

Why do you say that?

Because Jingxi was still in a coma, and there were so many things to do in the past three days, he couldn't handle it all by himself.

Not to mention how to deal with the remaining 70,000 to 80,000 bandits, he just couldn't stand the constant visits of officials from Jiangnan Province and their insinuating questions.

In the end, the soldiers of Xizi Camp were simply asked to block the house. Yang Mingyi, the prefect of Dancheng, had been hiding for a long time. This veteran of the Jing Family Army had already exposed his identity.

He has been hiding this identity and helping Jingxi keep covering up.

But now, as long as you are a smart person, you can probably guess a rough idea through the details of many things.

All in all, after so many busy days, I can finally take a break.

Of course, except Mu Sheng.

In a wing of a house near a stream in Dancheng, Jingxi was lying on the embroidered bed calmly and silently.

This bed was where Liu Ningmei slept when she visited Jiangnan, and the furnishings in the room were also filled with her daughter's fragrance.

When he first came here, Jingxi gave up the main room to Lian'er.

Isn't he in a coma now? He can't control where he lives.

The house was burning with the curls of agarwood, and the green radish climbing in beside the hollow embroidered wooden window was growing vigorously.

The soft sunlight shines on it, creating a beautiful scene of its own.

There was a warm and comfortable feeling in every corner. After three days of nursing, Jingxi's complexion had become rosy.

At this time, he was lying on the embroidery bed, feeling that someone was always chattering in his ears, and he opened his hazy eyes.

My vision was still a little blurry at first, and I could only vaguely see a graceful figure.

The beautiful figure is chattering endlessly.

"Humph, the young master is always so troublesome. As long as Lian'er is here, I won't let the young master take risks alone again."

"If Sister Mei finds out about this, Lian'er will also be punished, huh!"

"Humph! Lian'er is really worried to death. She misses the young master so much and wants to talk to him."

Jingxi was heartbroken after hearing this, coughed twice and laughed, "Humming like a little sow."

"Yeah!" Laner threw away the needle and thread in his hand, sat on the edge of the bed, turned around and held Jingxi's hand happily.

"Master, wake up~"

Jingxi stretched his body without moving: "Ha~ I sleep so comfortably, sit down deeper."

Lan'er took off her embroidered shoes and sat on the bed. Jingxi took advantage of the situation and laid his pillow on her, rubbing his face against her soft belly.

Lian'er, who was happily opening her mouth from ear to ear, was arranging her son's hair at the temples, looking at his snow-white facial skin and her little hands complementing each other against the dark black underwear.

"Sir?"

"Ah."

"Sir?"

Jingxi raised his hand and pinched her nose and said, "You girl, are you teasing me?"

"Hehe, Lian'er likes to be called Young Master, isn't that allowed?"

Jingxi let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Of course."

"Young Master is recovering well. Lian'er thought it was just like last time."

Hearing this, Jingxi sat up cross-legged, pinched the curtain's soft and elastic cheeks with both hands and said, "Huh? You girl, you dare to secretly belittle me, the young master?"

"Oh, there's no curtain."

Seeing Lan'er's silly look, Jingxi stretched out his arms and said humbly, "Oh~ Master misses Lan'er, please let him hug her."

Lian'er secretly rolled her eyes at Jingxi, and shyly threw herself into Jingxi's arms. Jingxi hugged her with both hands and gave her a good slap on her little face.

This time Lian'er didn't resist, she just smiled and hugged Jingxi's neck.

"Oh, sir, stop making trouble now, it's itchy~"

Jingxi saw the girl's face turn red and kissed her snow-white gooseneck to let her go.

"How many days did I sleep?"

Lian'er pointed three fingers and said: "Three days."

"Has anyone been here?"

Lian'er nodded his chin, raised his head and thought, clasped his fingers and said, "Mr. Mu, Huang Ying, Li Dongyang, Mr. Lan, Ananda, Mr. Feng, Mr. Gu, Yang Hu and Li Chengdu often come here. Mr. Mu is too busy and only comes once a day." .”

"Oh, by the way, there is also General Wang. He squatted at the gate of the courtyard for a day, and then came seven or eight times every day."

Jingxi gritted his teeth, rubbed his face and said, "Whenever he comes, just tell him to get lost."

Hearing this, Lan'er pouted and said: "Master, Lan'er knows why you are angry. I heard it from Brother Yang, but you can't blame General Wang. Don't all soldiers have the duty to obey orders?"

Jingxi turned his head rattlingly and suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark face appearing on the wooden window.

Jing Xi's face turned cold, he picked up the pillow and threw it over, shouting: "Get out!"

Wang Dieliu, who was outside the window, ran away.

Lian'er patted her chest and said, "Master!"

Jingxi patted his chest and said, "Lian'er is not afraid."

"Young Master is acting petty again. General Wang will follow you through life and death. Young Master should not treat him like this."

Jingxi, who was holding back his anger, stood on the embroidery bed and stamped his feet: "What do you mean by being a petty person? He did this behind my back, it's just an insult to me!"

Lan'er pulled Jingxi to sit down, stroked his back, and said with a smile: "Oh, Master, Lan'er said something wrong, okay? Don't be angry."

"Tch~ give me a squeeze on your shoulders, young master."

"Okay."

Slowly watching Jing Xi's expression soften, Lan'er spoke again: "Master, did you do something wrong in the future, and Master Lan'er will treat Lan'er like this?"

Hearing this, Jingxi suddenly turned around, held her hand and said, "My curtain will not do such a thing. If it does, it will happen for a reason."

"Hum~"

Lan'er nodded happily and couldn't stop, coughed twice for a while, patted her face and looked back: "Master, Lan'er is just a maid, and she only takes care of the master's daily life."

"General Wang is accompanying the young master on the battlefield. It is the most precious friendship in the world that can be entrusted with one's life."

"Young master is tolerant of Lian'er, but why can't he be tolerant of General Wang?"

Jingxi sighed and said, "I'm not really angry with him. I just taught him a lesson so that he will remember it in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Chuang's black face popped up again and laughed loudly: "I knew the general wouldn't be angry with me."

"roll!"

Wang Dieliu fled again.

Laner held her forehead and sighed, expressing her helplessness.

"Wait a minute, you girl, were you just teaching me a lesson?"

Seeing Jing Xi's bestiality, Lian'er trembled and tried to escape, but was pinned down by Jing Xi.

The rest of the scene is naturally full of sadness, which fully proves that our young man’s body is now in great shape!