After I die, my wife becomes a tyrant

Ye Qiufeng didn't sleep all night, he stretched his eyelids, looked at Hua Muyu's face all night, and hugged her all night.

At an unknown time, Hua Muyu trembled her long eyelashes, realizing that she was about to wake up, so Ye Qiufeng closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Not long after, the hands were clasped tightly with ten fingers, the wrists felt bound, and the waist was hugged even tighter.

Hua Muyu looked at her face, pressed his lips against hers, kissed her twice, and took a long time to move away.

"If you dare to leave without saying goodbye, I will break your kneecap."

Ye Qiufeng was originally elated because of the stolen kiss, and his heart trembled when he heard the sound, and the few sleepy people who were not many were also scared away, trying to calm down, pretending not to hear it.

When the breathing in front of his face returned to steady again, Ye Qiufeng opened his eyes, continued to admire her sleeping face, and untied the circles around the wrists of the clasped hands by the way.

……

When Hua Muyu woke up again, not only was there nothing left beside him, but there was no residual warmth left, and there was also a piece of paper on which was written——

tell.

"……fool."

Looking at this word, Hua Muyu felt empty again, and wanted to laugh angrily. She could guess that she hadn't slept all night and heard her threats.

The days of desperation seem to return to the Baozheng period. Alone, day after day, the inner palace is anxious and racking its brains, or rejecting the courtiers' advice under pressure, or searching for legal evidence to support the courtiers' suggestions.

What if the Shang Kingdom increases the amount of annual tribute in the coming year, so what should be done? The 40 troops are completely vulnerable to the Shang Kingdom, but they have to consume more than [-]% of the national power every year to maintain this size of military force to deal with the surrounding areas. The nations are staring at each other.

We must try to make business more prosperous and rejuvenate the country with business.

Liang Nanling took the certificates handed over by the courtiers, and gently placed them under a pile of certificates in order, and looked up at Hua Muyu, she actually grew more than a dozen silver threads?

"My lord, you have gray hair."

Hua Muyu was a little surprised: "Really, unplug it for me."

"Well," Liang Nanling muttered to herself while picking out the silver thread:

"I didn't have it before New Year's Eve (New Year's Eve). In just half a month, why did I suddenly have gray hair?"

Hua Muyu remembered Ye Qiufeng's hair full of silver hair when she first came back. After raising her for a year, she was given black sesame seeds, fleece-flower root, walnuts, etc. for every meal according to the doctor's advice, and finally her hair full of silver hair regained its color. most.

Is it caused by longing? With this thought, the eye sockets can't help getting damp and hot.

Dumb, don't even think I'll come to see me.

"Go back to the sentence, so that you can take care of Daling's private business."

Being released suddenly, Liang Nanling was a little surprised.

Hua Muyu looked up at the dazed Liang Nanling, smiled and said:

"Don't want to go? I'll change my mind later, don't regret it."

"Let's go! But..." Accompanied by Hua Muyu's side for four years, even though he misses his sweetheart even more, he still has some reluctance:

"My lord, you...you have to take care."

"Hurry up, Moji."

Hua Muyu pretended to be expressionless, lowered her head and continued to look at the matter, watching Liang Nanling's step and turning her head three times from the corner of her eye until the figure completely disappeared at the entrance of the inner hall.

Even if it's just a permanent servant, a formal farewell is a bit bitter, no wonder you choose to leave without saying goodbye.

……

During the Shangyuan Festival, the customary feasts of Taoist monasteries and temples were much more shabby than in previous years. There was not much meat, and there were also cheap sea bass that were caught casually in Ninghai Bay.

"I heard that Shangguo wanted me to pay 50 taels of gold as a tribute to Yueguo, but the court spent all the money elsewhere. Look at the difference between this year's Shangyuan banquet and what we usually eat at home."

"It should be a little bit festive. It's good to eat something, and pick and choose."

In the Taoist monastery, during the Lantern Festival, the most talked about by the common people is the rumors in the palace.

"It's good to eat fast on the Shangyuan Festival, to accumulate Yin virtue, and to come to the Daoist Temple to be lively and lively, isn't it also very good."

"I got up early on the fifth day of the lunar new year. Early in the morning, I saw Xiao Yehou riding away alone without any entourage. Is it because I know it's dangerous?"

"How do you know that what you saw was Xiao Yehou?"

"Who in the entire Xifu wears a mask every day, just by looking at the mask, you can tell it's Xiao Yehou."

"It's been so long since I've seen Xiaoyehou's face, I almost forgot what it looks like."

"I heard that it was badly destroyed when being tortured by traitors. I covered it up because I was afraid of scaring people. I'm also a little curious. I don't know how it was destroyed. It is said that I was blind in one eye."

"Thinking about it hurts, it shouldn't be scary, I heard that Dixia doesn't care at all, the relationship is very good, having sex every night, hehe."

"I didn't see any movement in the lower stomach of the mansion?"

"It's all established, and the law says that when a woman is established, she can't give birth to heirs, so as not to endanger her life. I have only seen thirty people with grandchildren, but I have never seen thirty people with children."

"Is the lord really Xiaoyehou's? I don't believe it. I saw them on a parade that day. They don't look like Xiaoyehou or Dixia at all."

"Definitely not, the lord was born in Baozheng in the 23rd year. I still remember that in October of the previous year, when Xiao Yehou was visiting the flower building, he was surrounded by troops led by Dixia. We all saw it at that time, and Dixia's stomach didn't move at all. "

"Well, now that I think about it, it seems that it's really not Dixia and Xiaoyehou."

"Could it be that Xiaoyehou and Le Ji were born?"

"Probably not. If so, would Di Xia be willing to adopt him under his knees? Xiao Yehou was surrounded by those battles even when he was visiting a flower building."

"Xiaoyehou used to be a county magistrate in Yuezhou. So many people were promoted from Yuezhou to the palace. I didn't hear the local officials from Yuezhou say anything about Xiaoyehou. I only heard that he went to sea all the year round. It’s been more than a month since I came back.”

"Looking at how good their relationship is, Xiao Yehou is willing to give up his life to protect the mansion. I wonder if the king is the master. Those two young masters may..."

"It can't be the small one. You forgot that Xiao Yehou was leading the army outside for many years? Especially the young one, when the palace mutiny happened, Xiao Yehou was 'dead', and he couldn't even find his mansion, and he couldn't see anyone alive. There was no dead body, and suddenly a small one popped out..."

"The year-old tribute is so much. My country of Yue has just suffered a disaster. How can I have so much money? I haven't seen any new laws and regulations on taxes, taxes and rents. You have to pay at least 900 yuan, and that’s not even counting the food that the tribute requires.”

"Seven hundred renminbi is enough to buy seven hundred liters of polished rice. If one person can eat it for five years, they can't finish eating so much rice. The government hasn't issued a new tax and rent decree. How can we get so much together?"

"I don't know, I'll ask the gatekeeper Mr. Bing another day."

……

He doesn't have the habit of waking up early, and he sleeps until he wakes up naturally. In the past ten days, he has been very annoying. Every morning, the door of the bedroom will be knocked by a hammer.

For ten consecutive days, Hua Muyu would come to him as soon as he woke up, asking him to pinch a divination to see how Ye Qiufeng's fortune is today.

He could only doze off while calculating, and then said "I'm safe and well", and then said "I don't know" after questioning.

On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, Buyu was awakened by knocking on the door again, dozed off and walked out of the room, just about to blurt out "It's safe and well", but his fingers pinched Da Anjia's mouth.

He opened his eyes, looked at his left hand, and pinched it again.

Da'anjia Chikou, today is not going well, dangerous and difficult.

"It's safe and well." In order to prevent Hua Muyu from thinking wildly, he didn't hesitate to say this, and went back to his room to continue sleeping.

……

Bianliang, outside the Chenqiao gate of the imperial city, five horse-drawn carriages full of gold, and three thousand horse-drawn carriages full of satin, entered the imperial city through Chenqiao gate one after another.

After Ye Qiufeng watched all the tribute brought into the imperial city and recorded it by the author Lang, he stood outside and took another look.

I am a little distressed that so much wealth is gone, and the [-] horses have gone and never returned.

Walking west to Fengqiu Gate, I realized that I was really poor. Envoys from other countries not only continued to deliver tribute to the gate like an endless stream, but also more than a dozen envoys. It seemed that she was the only one representing the Yue Kingdom. , come alone.

"Ye Shi, have you seen enough?" Feng Kedao's voice came from behind:

"The Shangyuan Banquet is scheduled for three quarters in the noon. There are still a few hours before that time. Just wait. Why don't you find a place to chat with me for a while."

Three quarters in the afternoon...the time of abandoning the market (death penalty), is not an auspicious time.

Hongmen Banquet?

Ye Qiufeng could only nod his head to accept the invitation, and got into his carriage.

Feng's mansion is located near Nanxun Gate, the house is not big, and it is half smaller than Jingcheng Palace, presumably Feng Kedao is a person who increases income and cuts expenditure.

"Your Majesty, thirty-six, has a sincere nature, cleans up the government, strives hard to govern, and is pragmatic to calm the people. His usual wish is to expand the world, support the people, and bring about peace. He is only cruel to the enemy."

"Tuotianxia, ​​enemy, the implication is that our country of Yue will also be your majesty's enemy?" Ye Qiufeng asked with a smile.

"At least not at the moment. Right now, we are surrounded by enemies. There are Khitan and Northern Han kingdoms in the north, Tubo kingdom in the west, Dali kingdom and Xishu kingdom in the southwest, Nanping, Wuping and Nanhan kingdoms in the south, and Wu kingdom in the south of the Yangtze River." , Qi State, Yue State, Qingyuan (downgraded to feudal town after the fall of Min State)," Feng Kedao continued after drinking tea to moisten his mouth:

"Whether you go south, whether you go to Lingnan or Jiangnan, depends on this Shangyuan banquet. The Great Zhou boasted that the general trend has risen. Whether the other countries think so is unknown for the time being. People are born in the world and can only follow the trend. Ye Shi, What do you say?"

"Well, I see, thank you Feng Ge for your guidance."

……

The Bianliang imperial city is decorated in a prosperous style, but there are more forbidden soldiers patrolling than visitors. No matter where you go, there will be thirty or forty forbidden soldiers patrolling nearby, and you will never see the same face again. .

After following Feng Kedao into the imperial city from Wanshengmen, Ye Qiufeng summed up his experiences.

It turned out that the envoys from other countries were also led by the courtiers of the Shang Kingdom, and Feng Kedao seemed to have the highest status in the Shang Kingdom among all the courtiers who welcomed the envoys.

Walking through Wanshengmen to enter the imperial city, it takes a long time to go from west to east, then north, to Ruisheng Garden where the Shangyuan Banquet is located. Walking this way, you can also "visit" Shangshu Province, Xiangguo Temple, The various ministries, such as Cao, seem to have been showing the steamy image of the upper kingdom.

Outside Ruisheng Garden, Feng Kedao stood still.

"Emissary Ye, I have brought you here. Let me tell you one last time. There are precedents in Da Zhou that sent envoys beheaded, and even regretted after being beheaded. Please be careful in your words and deeds."

Feng Kedao let out a long sigh, and then bid farewell.

Ye Qiufeng took a deep breath and stepped into Ruisheng Garden with a heavy heart.

For the grand feast, more than a hundred courtiers of the Zhou Kingdom had already entered the line. Ye Qiufeng was dressed in the red crown uniform of the envoys from various countries. As soon as he entered, he was invited to a side seat. He watched the courtiers of the Zhou Kingdom eating, drinking and laughing from afar. The meaning of cold bench.

There were many people sitting beside him.

Not long after, a group of palace attendants held red wooden things like banana leaves and screened behind a man in a golden crown suit in an arranged queue. He looked like he was not a few years older than himself, but his figure was tall and straight, and his face was majestic. Plump and ruddy.

"His Majesty is here!"

With a call, all the officials stood up one after another, lined up on both sides of the feast, knelt down and shouted, and Ye Qiufeng had to follow, kneeling on the ground:

"Long live my emperor!"

"Hahaha, flat body!"

The emperor waved his dragon sleeves with a red face, and strode into the feast.

"Announce the envoys of all countries to be included." The emperor said politely, and poured out the wine in one gulp.

With a high-pitched voice, an eunuch stood behind the emperor and said:

"Xuan, in the Southern Han Dynasty, 50 yuan in money and one million stones in grain should be collected for the annual tribute, and one million yuan in money, one million stones in grain, and one million pieces of silk will be collected. Please come and envoys be included in the ranks!"

As soon as the words fell, there was suddenly an empty space beside Ye Qiufeng. More than ten year-old tribute envoys from the Southern Han Dynasty bowed down and thanked each other, and then entered the separate seat next to the emperor's left hand one after another.

"Xuan, Wuping Jiedu Envoy, the annual tribute should be [-], the actual enlistment... none, please come and envoy to be ranked as the tail."

At the end of the speech, Ye Qiufeng looked around, but no one got up.

"Your Majesty, there is no New Year's tribute envoy from Wuping." The eunuch reported to Shanghuanghui.

"Hahaha," the emperor smiled heartily:

"The commander in front of the palace listens to the order and invites people to come up."

The imperial guard beside him nodded solemnly, and raised his hand towards the outside of the courtyard. Soon, two imperial guards dragged a man covered in bruises in and threw him directly near the gate of the garden.

"What is it called?" the emperor asked the eunuch beside him.

"Your Majesty, Wang Kui."

"Well, what should we do at three o'clock in the afternoon?" the emperor said to the imperial army, and raised his hand to drink.

The contents of the cup were drained in one gulp, and at the same time that the wine cup was placed on the table again, the head of the wounded person was decapitated, blood splattered all over the place.

Ye Qiufeng silently listened to the eunuch's announcement of several more countries. Wu and Qi also increased the annual tribute. Qingyuan (former Fujian), who was not invited, also squeezed dozens of catties of tea from between his teeth as the annual tribute. .

"Xuan, the State of Yue, the annual tribute is 50 yuan, grain one million shi, the actual levy is 20 yuan, no grain, and another [-] bolts of satin cloth. Please come and enjoy the feast on your knees!"

Ye Qiufeng was furious, he gritted his teeth and stood up, walked straight to the end of the feast, and faced the emperor face to face.

"Your Majesty, the subject country does not want the annual tribute. Not only does it not want to, but it also hopes to stop offering it to the country."

As soon as this remark came out, all eyes focused on her, and the emperor looked at her with great interest, and tapped the cup in his hand on the table.