The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 302 Chapter 302: Three Years of Langya (2)

Liu Ye didn't let Jiang Yanji explain it carefully, raised her hand to stop her next words.

He squinted his eyelids slightly, the candle light hit his eyelashes, and two small shadows fell, covering the cyan under his eyes.

"Without much explanation, Fengfu may not be completely safe." Liu Ye didn't know Jiang Yanji's perception, for fear of having ears next to the wall, his face was a little softer, "Whatever you want to do, there is nothing wrong with your father. .Chongzhou is actually a good place. "

Jiang Yanji opened his mouth, and there seemed to be something he couldn't vomit in his throat, and he couldn't swallow.

According to Liu Ye's experience of rolling in officialdom over the years, how can he not see the danger of Chongzhou?

Seeing her expression, Liu Ye smiled suddenly, raised her hand and rubbed her hair, and said warmly, "No need to worry for my father. In the past, Jun County was so chaotic and did not live to this day? The northern Xinjiang wolf ambition has been in Chongzhou for a long time, but Since marrying with the royal family, they will pretend to be more or less well behaved. Until the northern Xinjiang princess tossing the royal family upside down, the northern Xinjiang will not move.

In other words, Chongzhou is still in a relatively safe state within a few years, and it can manage development with peace of mind.

However, after this period, the first thing Chongzhou faces is the tribe of the northern tribe, welcoming them to trample.

Jiang Yanji clenched his fists, straightened his lips, and solemnly promised.

"Father will toil you for a hundred years without worry for two years."

Liu Ye couldn't help laughing, and his expression became lively.

"You still don't understand. Although Chongzhou is threatened by northern Xinjiang, it has indeed been a very safe place in the past two years." He shook his head and carefully analyzed it to Jiang Yanji. "Nansheng can avoid the destruction For disasters, compensation must be given to the land. Nagong must be reconciled, and the south cannot be stabilized. On the other hand, the north is more comfortable. Even if the northern Xinjiang wolf ambitions are a matter of years later.

Liu Ye only served as a Chongzhou pastor and stayed in Chongzhou for two years. When the world really got into chaos, Jiang Yanji accepted it.

It's not too risky, it's just scary.

Liu Ye understands this truth.

After a while, he took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his sleeve, stained with ink, and some of the handwriting was no longer visible.

"what is this?"

Jiang Yanji took a look.

Liu Yidao said, "Mr. Yuan Jing wrote this apprentice, the one who was ridiculed and left the scene today."

Jiang Yanji looked at the evaluation from afar, and naturally knew who Liu Ye was referring to.

"Why did my father bring out his paper?"

Speaking, she unrolled the piece of paper carefully. From the handwriting point of view, she thought it was a gentle lady with a gentle and delicate personality, and she was very pretty.

"If this paper is seen by others, I'm afraid there will be trouble. Mr. Yuan Jing is really a wonderful person, and it really looks at fate acceptance."

Liu Yan shook his head. Now many people complain that it is difficult to read, and some Confucian advocates and appeals, hoping to make the people in the world able to read books and understand the words, but that ’s just talking about it. It was the group of people who resisted the most.

Even if it was a splendid article, Wei Ci was "overwhelmed" by the meaning revealed in it.

After listening to the three-point interest, Jiang Yanji carefully read this policy article.

Although some words are covered by the ink, she guessed that she could know the meaning of the full text.

"I can't see it. The man has a brain besides his face."

Jiang Yanji smiled, folded the paper again, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Liu Ye was stunned by her words.

What did Wei Ci do?

"It's useless to have a brain, who can't talk about soldiers on paper?" Jiang Yanji tickled his lips. "So I need to watch carefully."

I'm afraid Wei Ci could not escape her concern.

Alas, I really want to see the expression of horror when the other party learns the truth.

Liu Yan came back.

"Wang Ci, who was born in Langya Wei, is now down, but he is still proud and may not be easy to serve you."

Jiang Yanji raised her eyebrows when she heard Liu Yan say so.

"I heard Huaiyu said that Wei has moved to Zhongli and returned to Zhongli, but Wei Ci is still in Dongqing ..."

Because Feng Jin told her about Wei ’s affairs, she thought Wei Ci was the kid of the Hanmen Dai or ordinary peasant family.

Liu Ye said uncertainly, "Maybe it's because of evaluation, you can't get away for a while?"

"If it was for evaluation, he wouldn't write such a renegade paper, obviously he didn't mean to be selected." Jiang Yanji smiled and said, "I'm not sure if someone else, this Wei Ci, I still have the confidence to win."

People are just coming at her. Where else can they go?

"Father and son" talked for a quarter of an hour. Jiang Yanji put on Liu Yan's clothes and went straight to his room.

After late autumn, the temperature is colder than the day after day.

Jiang Yanji tightened his arms, separated the cold air from the outside, and Ta Xue led an orange lamp to lead the way.

When the master and servant passed the courtyard, Jiang Yanji suddenly felt a bit of cold water stains dripping on his eyelashes, and couldn't help raising his hands to touch them.

"It's raining?"

She looked up at the sky.

Ta Xue heard the movement, distinguished it carefully, and said, "Lang Jun, it's snowing."

It's snowing?

Jiang Yanji blinked, reaching out to catch the white flowers falling from the sky.

The snow is very small, like small white silver beads. As soon as it reaches the palm, it is melted into liquid by the temperature of the palm, leaving only a little cold.

"It's quite small."

Jiang Yanji blinked and murmured in a low voice. She was so big, she still saw such mild and harmless snow for the first time. In her memory, snow should be a piece of film, or hard as white pearl. Wow, it fell from the sky.

Ta Xue fluttered a smile and her eyes were crescent-shaped.

"It is estimated that this is the first snow this year. It is still early, even if it is snowing, it is very small. After a month or two, it will be real snow with heavy goose feathers. Now. "

Jiang Yanji has Liu Yan's memory, and naturally knows when it snows in normal years, this year's snow is indeed early.

The snow was not big, and Jiang Yanji returned to the house and drank a bowl of cold **** soup.

When I got up the next day, as soon as I opened the door, an ice-knife-like cold blew towards us, and the courtyard was covered with a white coat.

"Yesterday was fine. Why did the snow fall more and more overnight?"

Jiang Yanji looked at the sky, and fine snow flew down.

Feng Jin was obviously used to it, and he ordered his servant to prepare a tea stove and sit with Jiang Yanji in the courtyard gallery to make tea.

He frowned and looked at the courtyard. It was only one night. The snow was already a thick knuckle, and the weather was indeed unusual.

However, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, Dongqing has been suffering from natural disasters and floods.

Afraid, afraid of those nobles who are drunk, dreaming of death, visiting the garden for snow, big and small banquets, poetry clubs, and elegant gatherings, regardless of the lives of the people outside.

Ruixue Zhaofeng years, this is good, but the snow is too big, that is snow disaster.

(End of this chapter)