You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

Chu Xiangtian took a breath, rubbed his palm lightly on the back of his neck, and confirmed, "Is it all used up?"

Speaking of this, Fu Tian was a little shy, and the courage he had finally mustered up dissipated, hanging on him like a wilting vine, and muttered softly: "En."

Chu Xiangtian picked him up, supported his knees with both hands, hugged him to his chest like a child, and walked inside.

The door was closed, and there was only one red candle in the room. Chu Xiangtian put him on the bed, leaned over to press him, and rubbed against the tip of his nose gently, "Why are you so active?"

Fu Tian's arms around his neck have not been loosened yet, hearing this, her eyelashes trembled slightly, then she lowered her eyelashes, bent her leg and rubbed against him.

Chu Xiangtian's breathing became heavy immediately, he closed his eyes forbearance, and lightly touched his lips like water.The scorching air burned his mind into a blur, Fu Tian was dissatisfied with being teased by his light touch, blindfolded, subconsciously pursued his lips, raised his head and leaned towards him, and kissed him jerky.

The action full of hints is like oil falling on the sparks, which suddenly stirs up the fire, and finally burns out of control.

(harmonious……)

The hot air burned away, leaving only a faint residual temperature. Fu Tianlei couldn't open his eyes, but he still followed the position of his lips in a daze, and pressed a wet kiss on the corner of his lips, "No Angry."

Then, like a sleepy little animal, he curled up and got into Chu Xiangtian's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

Chu Xiangtian was so soft in his heart that he carefully brushed the messy hair on his cheeks behind his ears, and waited for him to sleep soundly before carrying him into the bathroom behind him to wash him off.

This tossing has already reached the fifth watch, but Chu Xiangtian is not at all tired, hugging the young master warmly in his arms, eager to think about the next time.

……

Fu Huang fell asleep until noon, his eyes were a little dry, he opened them in a daze for a while, and all the memories of last night came back.

A gust of hot air rushed straight to the top of his head, Fu Tian blushed and dripped blood, struggling to support his body and trying to sit up, but a dull pain came from an unspeakable place.

! ! ! !

Fu Huang groaned lowly, and lay back down again. He looked up and looked around, but there was no one in the room, so he took the quilt as an annoying bandit to vent his anger, and slapped it hard.

He completely forgot that he lit the fire himself last night.

Chu Xiangtian came in with the boiled chicken soup, only to see an angry and aggrieved figure from the back.

Putting the casserole on the table, Chu Xiangtian stepped forward, reaching out to touch his forehead, but the angry young master pushed his hand away.

Chu Xiangtian's hand was slapped away, he was not annoyed, but a little happy, "Are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

When he got up in the morning, Fu Tian's temperature was a little high. Chu Xiangtian was worried that he had a fever, so he invited a doctor to take his pulse.After confirming that there was no major problem, he was relieved and went to the kitchen to boil a pot of chicken soup, preparing to drink it when the young master woke up.

It's a pity that the young master didn't appreciate it, he buried the whole person in the quilt, he groaned and didn't want to talk, after all, it hurts a little when he moved that place.

As if seeing something, the corner of Chu Xiangtian's mouth twitched, and he quickly pressed it down again. Then he brought a bowl of chicken soup on the table and brought it over, "Are you hungry? The doctor said that you should eat more liquid food for the next two days .”

Fu Tian reached out and pulled the quilt, covering his head, ignoring Chu Xiangtian's whispered persuasion.

After being covered for a while, the quilt was a little hot, and my stomach was indeed hungry, so I came out reluctantly, pursed my mouth and said, "You feed me."

Chu Xiangtian laughed, scooped up the soup with a spoon and blew it warm, then carefully fed it into his mouth.

After drinking the soup, Fu Tian felt a little better, but he still couldn't make big movements, so he could only lean on the bed with an unhappy face, and gouged out his eyes to the sky.

Chu Xiangtian came over with a box of ointment, and said with a gentle smile, "I'll rub some more medicine on you, and the pain will go away after a while."

Fu Tian's face flushed instantly, and he kicked him enduring the discomfort, then retracted the quilt again, and said in a muffled voice, "No."

Chu Xiangtian looked helpless, so he could only coax him more gently. After a while, a muffled "hmm" came out from under the quilt.

Chu Xiangtian laughed and rubbed the ointment on him again.

Fu Youqin came over in the afternoon, and when she heard that Chu Xiangtian had called the doctor over early in the morning, she thought it was Fu Tian who was ill, so she hurried over to have a look when she heard the news.

Fu Tian was half lying on the bed, his face flushed abnormally, Fu Youqin reached out to touch it, and it was hotter than usual, so he was a little worried, "What does the doctor say after reading it?"

Fu Tian was so ashamed and angry that he turned his face to the side and bit his lower lip without saying a word.

Chu Xiangtian coughed lightly and said, "It will be fine after resting for two days."

Fu Youqin was relieved, and his eyes suddenly fell on the small wooden box on the table. The lid was not closed, and he could see the pure white grease inside—this was what Chu Xiangtian had just used for Fu Tian.

Looking at the grease on the table, then at the half-drinked chicken soup, and thinking of his son's weird expression and Chu Xiangtian's unusual hospitality, Fu Youqin understood even if he didn't want to.

The worry between her brows and eyes dissipated, she coughed, looked at the two children, and reminded as vaguely as possible: "You are still young, be more... temperate."

Fu Tian: "!!!!"

After Fu Youqin finished speaking, he left quickly. Fu Tian, ​​who wanted to get into the ground, became furious. He picked up the soft pillow on the bed and threw it at Chu Xiangtian. He said angrily, "It's all your fault! I told you not to do it yesterday!"

Chu Xiangtian went up to meet him without dodging, hugged him in his arms and admitted his mistake in a low voice.

However, the annoyed young master was unwilling to forgive a bandit who didn't know how to restrain himself, and said viciously: "Go to the study to sleep at night!"

The Great Chu God of War, the majestic King Yu, had to serve the young master during the day, but at night he couldn't even enter the door, so he had to go to the study to sleep, and waited until midnight, when the young master was fast asleep, before he dared to sneak in and hug someone into his room. Sleep in your arms for a while, and slip back before dawn.

Such days continued until Fu Tian was able to eat whatever he wanted.

Fu Tian ate light porridge for several days, and after he recovered from his injury, he ordered all the dishes he liked, and the belly was round after eating, and the anger in his heart dissipated.

King Yu, who had slept in the study for a few days, was finally not driven out of the bedroom.

***

After August, the weather became hotter and hotter. The counties near the canal only noticed something strange, but this year's harvest was not greatly affected. After a while, they worried about it and put it behind them.

However, the places where the canal can moisten are limited. In addition to the lack of rainfall this year, the southwest and northwest regions far away from the canal have begun to show signs of severe drought.

Due to the hot weather, the river is becoming more and more dry. Even though the river is connected to the canal, they are located in a remote place, and the river will be shallow when it flows. Many farmlands are lacking irrigation, and when the harvest comes, it is only half of the previous year's harvest.

Only then did the people panic, and they dared not buy or sell the only remaining grain, and hid them all at home, and the price of grain suddenly skyrocketed.

The government can't collect taxes, and Dachu's taxes are not too heavy, but the northwest and southwest are not rich, and the harvest has been halved, and the rice grains returned by many people can only barely meet their hunger.

Even when the governor of Quming County sent officers and soldiers to collect taxes, some people desperately refused to pay, and there was almost a conflict between the two sides.

After the conflict subsided, the atmosphere became more tense, and the sheriff of Quming County had no choice but to write to the emperor to reduce taxes.Immediately after Quming County, memorials requesting tax cuts were handed in one after another from all over the country.

After the emperor sent people to verify the situation one by one, they all agreed.

Chu Fengyuan recalled the prophecy that Chu Xiangtian once told him, "There will be a severe drought, war will break out, the people will have no means of living, and the great country will fall."

Chu Xiangtian said that he accidentally rescued an old man who was proficient in deduction and divination.Calculated that there will be a catastrophe in Dachu, Chu Xiangtian didn't believe it at first, but the prophecies spoken by the old man have been fulfilled one after another in the past two years, and seeing that the severe drought is approaching, he finally entered the palace and told him.

Chu Fengyuan was skeptical, but he didn't dare to ignore the prophecy concerning the country, so he followed Chu Xiangtian's suggestion, digging canals to build water conservancy on the surface, and secretly stockpiling grain. actual loss.

Looking at the brochures sent from various places, Chu Fengyuan finally believed the old man's prophecy. While agreeing to reduce or exempt taxes, he began to order the county guards in various places to prepare for drought prevention.

Government decrees were promulgated one by one, tax reduction and exemption, and the burden of the people everywhere was much lighter. The tense nerves of the people relaxed, and they began to respond to the government's call and actively participated in the construction of the reservoir.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and Fu Tian was relieved when he heard the news, and put all his energy on the cultivation and promotion of new rice varieties.It was harvested in October, and the last rice season in the south was finally harvested. Letters from both Nanming County and Xingdong County were announcing the good news. In the fields planted with new rice seeds, the yield of this season was more than half that of the previous season.

Fu Tian was about to tell Chu Xiangtian the news when he heard that the people in Zhenwu County in the northwest rioted and surrounded the prefect's mansion.

The emperor urgently called King Yu into the palace to discuss the quelling of the chaos.