poisonous woman

Chapter 464
This year's winter is colder than previous years. When it came to the twelfth lunar month, it snowed several times in a row.The climate in Yizhou is damp and cold. When the snow falls, it falls on people's clothes, which is damp and sticky.

The red radishes in the small room were burning vigorously, and occasionally a few sparks were raised, which were quickly annihilated in the air.

These few days Xiao Junjue had a minor illness, because a few days ago, Xiao Rong Nianfei quarreled for him to go hunting, Xiao Junjue took her to the forest farm in the wild.The weather was so cold, but he tried to be brave. When it was hot while hunting, he took off his cloak and jacket, and only wore a layer of unlined clothing.

Sweating all over, and then getting cold all over, hot inside and cold outside, it's no wonder he didn't get sick, but he had a fever that night.

At this time, he can also lie on the bed and deal with official business.

Rong Zhao took the abacus and looked at the accounts in the account book. At the end of the year, all the land renting shops and shops in Zhuangzi Shiyi had collected the accounts. I have to calculate how much is left after making up for the gap during the Chinese New Year.

When Emperor Xiao Jing was there, he gave 10,000 households food towns and 5 hectares of land. Adding up these, there would be 20+ hectares a year, but this year's harvest is good, more than in previous years. Four or fifty thousand taels came.Rong Zhao made a rough calculation, this part alone could have more than [-] yuan.

When donating to Yangzhou, the accountant of the Prince of Chu's Mansion took out 20 yuan, which can make up for the vacancy, and the rest is just enough for the next New Year's Eve.

After Rong Zhao finished the calculation, he let out a sigh of relief, and Hua Yu brought a bowl of milk. Rong Zhao just took a sip when he heard the crisp sound of Xiao Junjue throwing the bag on the ground.

Rong Zhao winked at Hua Yu and asked her to pick up the booklet for her.

After another cursory reading, a sinister smile flashed across her face, she glanced at Xiao Junjue, and quickly covered it up.

It was written in the booklet that the Empress Dowager had someone build a palace named Jiqiong Palace, which was specially used for her and her male pet to have fun.The palace is extremely luxurious, with gold carvings and jade construction, it is very rich.

It also stated that in order to build this courtyard, the tax revenue of the people was increased, and people were recruited to build it, which was a waste of money and was extremely resented by the people.

Liu Fuxin is extravagant and extremely lustful, even worse than Rong Zhao in her previous life.

Originally, she had the attitude of giving it a try, but she didn't expect that it really caught her in the right way, and it turned out that women understand women.

"I thought it was because of something that I was so angry. It was because of this. As for being so anxious to make a fool of yourself?" Rong Zhao put the notebook on Xiao Junjue's bedside, then sat down beside him, and wiped it for him. Wipe the sweat from his forehead.

I just took the medicine, and the effect of the medicine came out, and I sweated a lot.

Being both women, Rong Zhao had figured out what Liu Fuxin was thinking.In the deep palace, even the empress dowager, there are times when she is lonely, and she just needs a man to comfort her, so as to relieve the loneliness and save the long nights of being alone and sleepless.

And those men of all colors, colorful, to Liu Fuxin, whose husband died early and lonely in the palace, are like a rainbow, adding the gorgeous colors to her ordinary life.

"The empress dowager of a country, who raises male pets privately, and builds some palaces for fun, is really embarrassing to Zhou." Xiao Junjue's voice was still hoarse, his nose was stuffy, and his speech was muffled.

Guiltyly turning his face away, Rong Zhao said: "Fu Nuansi, in fact, women are the same as men. When you men have power and power, you want women, and women are the same. There is nothing to be angry about. Look at you, The blue veins on the forehead are bursting out. Lie down quickly, I just sweated, and it’s like this again, be careful that this disease won’t get better.” Saying this, she supported Xiao Junjue to lie down.

"Can I not be angry? The flood in Yangzhou, the imperial court can't afford the money, but the queen mother can afford to raise a male favorite." Xiao Junjue was obedient in front of Rong Zhao, and he lay down in cooperation, his face paled with anger. It's red, not because Rong Zhao touched it and thought he had a fever again, "If we continue to extort like this, we don't need to do anything. People in this world will do it first."

"You're sick, you shouldn't be angry, let it go." Rong Zhao didn't expect Xiao Junjue to react so strongly. She stroked his chest, thought about it, and said, "It's her fault anyway. It's her own fault." It's useless for you to be angry here now, you can't do without her, you can't miss a hair of her, and you can't miss a piece of her flesh. It's not worth it to break your body with anger. "

Xiao Junjue held Rong Zhao's hand, looked at her, and said, "Of course I don't care about her, but after all, she is also my royal daughter-in-law. She is so self-deprecating. If it spreads, it will completely lose the respect of my ancestors." Face."

Rong Zhao's palms trembled slightly, today's Liu Fuxin is not the same as in the past, I think Xiao Junjue despised her so much back then.

The trembling was in Xiao Junjue's hands, and he asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Rong Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his heart. He only told himself that there is no need to worry about the affairs of the previous life, "I just didn't expect you to care so much about the royal family's face. You didn't care about it before."

"If I were to do it before, I wouldn't even listen to this kind of thing." Xiao Junjue chuckled lightly, with a sad expression on his face, "But no matter what, I am also a member of the royal family, and I have a royal look on my body." Blood, if you are still indifferent after hearing this kind of thing, it is too careless."

Rong Zhao knew that in his heart, what he cared about was not the royal family, but Emperor Xiao Jing.

The marriage between Liu Fuxin and Xiao Jinyu was bestowed by Emperor Xiao Jing. Now that Liu Fuxin adopts a male favorite, it is tantamount to slapping Emperor Xiao Jing in the face.

"Paper can't keep fire, and I don't think we can hide this matter." Rong Zhao appointed to expose this matter. Although I feel sorry for the emperor's uncle, it is really forced to use extraordinary means in extraordinary times.

Rong Zhao also gave Xiao Jun a precaution in advance, as long as there is a seam in the palace, no dirty things can flow out.

Xiao Junjue sighed softly, "I'm afraid this disgusting thing has already spread in Changge City."

"Okay, don't worry about it, it's time to come sooner or later, you, it's better to rest at ease." Rong Zhao removed all the folders and files beside the bed, "Usually my head hurts and my brain feels hot." , It will be better the next day, but this time, it has been three or four days, and it still hasn't recovered, so it can be seen that you have not been able to relax during this illness, so it is delayed."

Xiao Junjue held Rong Zhao's hand and put it on his face, and said with a smile: "I'm letting my lady worry about it, but now it's the end of the year, and things are all piled up and waiting for me. If I rest for a day and a half, many things will be delayed. Come down." Reach out and snatch a few books that Hua Yu was about to take away, "I'll rest after I read a few more."

Rong Zhao snatched it back, stuffed it into Hua Yu's arms, and said angrily, "You don't listen to me, do you? If I tell you to rest, you should rest obediently, and don't bargain with me here."

Xiao Jun had no choice but to let him go. Rong Zhao wanted to get up and leave, but he refused to let him go.Rong Zhao pushed his hand, "You have a good sleep."

Xiao Junjue wrapped her arms around her waist, and said with a teasing smile, "I remember what you said just now."

"Which sentence?"

"You say that men who are powerful and powerful want to have women, and women are the same. If one day you are as powerful and powerful as Liu Fuxin, don't you also want to find a few male favorites?"

Xiao Junjue This is purely a joke.

Rong Zhao hid his hand and smiled lightly. This guy can touch her with anything. The fan circle lightly thumped his chest, his charming eyes rolled around, full of spring water, "There is no need for a male pet." She posted Xiang Xiao Junjue's ear, before he could say anything, his face turned red, "I can't stand you alone. I think all the male favorites in Jiqiong Palace can't match you. But if you want to be I don't mind giving it to my male pet."

Xiao Junjue smiled and bit her ear, itching deeply, "This is really pleasing to me."

Rong Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, not to please, but to tell the truth.In the last life, she had so many male favorites, it was not as good as having a happy night with Xiao Jun.

She lowered her head gradually, and the smile on her face disappeared slowly where Xiao Junjue couldn't see.If one day he knew that what Liu Fuxin did today was partly behind her, would he blame her?

In the past two days, Rong Zhao really didn't let Xiao Junjue take care of his business anymore, and forbade Yeying to send those piles of notebooks to the backyard.After two days of thorough cultivation, Xiao Junjue's illness improved.

But Rong Zhao still didn't let him go to the Governor's Mansion to be busy, he just moved back to deal with anything, and she was by his side to take care of him, so he wouldn't even have a meal when he started his official business.

Since Xiao Junjue fell ill, Xiao Rongnian was very honest and knew that her father was sick because of her, so he went to ask for comfort every morning and evening, and sometimes surrounded Xiao Junjue all day long, serving tea and pouring tea. Water is very cute.

"Father, are you thirsty? I'll pour you tea."

"Father, are you hungry? I'll get you pastries."

"Father, are you cold? Let me cover you with another quilt."

I saw her walking back and forth in the room, asking questions now and then, as if she was afraid that Xiao Junjue would feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Junjue didn't even read a complete file, and was disturbed five times by her.

"Cough, cough..." Xiao Jun couldn't help but lose his temper with his daughter, so he kept coughing and signaling to Rong Zhao.

Rong Zhao was sitting on the hot kang under the window, looking at the snowy scenery outside the window, holding a purple gold stove with pinched flowers in his hand, fiddling with it, wearing a water-colored homely coat, leaning lazily on the stacked pillows, like a painting So delicate.

Another layer of snow fell last night, and a thin layer hung on the red plums in the yard, looking as pretty as candied haws.

The cough sounded too deliberate, Rong Zhao slowly turned his head to look at him, his help-like gaze was hard to ignore, he secretly smiled, but turned his head and continued to look out the window, pretending to ignore it.

It's like this every time, let her play bad face, and he sing bad face, it's all good for him, and the daughter and him are as good as she is with herself, but this time she will not be a bad person.

(End of this chapter)