It was still snowing outside, and it seemed that I couldn't stop for a while.

In the tavern, the chat is lively.

A pot of wine, but Mo Baohua drank two glasses, and no one moved again.

They had a carriage, and it was okay to have a snowfall. It was more convenient to rest in the town, but Yi Jiuxi sat still and didn't speak, so the others could only continue to sit.

"Hey, the snow is heavy this year, one after another, and I don't know if I can rush back to celebrate the festival."

"Who said no, if this happens, it may not be able to melt the frozen spring next year. The crops cannot keep up with planting, and life will be difficult."

"We are fine. I heard that there will be a locust plague in the northwest this autumn. The harvest is not good, but we can live."

"Okay, let's not worry about it. This disaster cannot be reported. Someone will take care of it. Now it is not the early Jinhan, but the Daxia."

"Hey, everyone in the world is the same. It was not as good as it is in the past. But the emperor is far away, and the ones above really can control our people?"

"You can't talk nonsense, you're not afraid of lying in prison!"

"I didn't say anything. The emperor even sued the world, so that the people could be punished with grievances. Everyone knows that the Jin family in Guangfu is enough to have a great influence. The young master of the mansion committed a crime in Kyoto and was sued to the Supervision Office. Isn't it disbanded now?"

"This happened a few years ago. Back then, it was not just the Jin family..."

"Okay, you know that this happened a few years ago, one time and another, I won't talk about this..."

"I heard that the prison cell of the Supervision Bureau can't even be inhabited now... I won't talk or talk."

Another topic is lively. Listening to these chats, a corner here is always quiet. Drink tea when you should drink tea, and dazed when you should be dazed.

"Let's go, it's getting late." Yi Jiuxi finally got up, and the others immediately followed.

Mo Baohua followed closely and followed him in a distance, and now he is no longer a Jinhan! It has really passed, and it has been slightly refined from the information I just heard. It seems that the Great Xia Dynasty is not so peaceful now.

Jin Family...but Jin Family in Xijing? What does it mean to be dispersed? It is declining?

What happened to the Supervision Bureau? It was newly established by the Daxia court. It seems that the world has really changed, but there was something just now that was right. For the people, is there really a difference between who is in charge of the country?

"You and I have no choice but to ask why I still have to take you?" Before getting in the car, Yi Jiuxi turned around and looked at Mo Baohua.

Mo Baohua walked towards the carriage without looking back, "Young Master will tell me." Why bother to worry?

With a smile on his lips, Yi Jiuxi nodded and said no more. It doesn’t matter if she can’t figure it out. It’s smart enough and won’t be smart enough will save a lot of trouble.

Mo Baohua got into the car, rubbed his hands and sighed. This young man was definitely not a thing in the pool. Not only him, but also the people around him were not simple.

I just heard the comments from the drinkers in the tavern, and I could see that the young master was quite concerned about the affairs of the government. Who would care about the affairs of the government?

I'm afraid it's the person in the game.

The carriage had started slowly, and Mo Baohua habitually rubbed his eyebrows. As soon as his hands touched his forehead, he screamed in pain. Sure enough, he forgot about drinking some wine... He had to change some habits.

Suddenly, I remembered that someone said that she was not good in color just now... It seems that she is not a person who uses sex to win others. The book says that most men are lustful, which seems to be true.

As I thought about it, my thoughts couldn't help but return to what the drinkers said just now.

If this is true in the northwest locust plague, I am afraid that the people there will not be a good life now. Even if the court allocates funds to provide disaster relief, it will not be able to solve the major problem.

If the problem of food and clothing in winter is not solved, the consequences of locust plague will be caused... I am afraid that problems will arise when spring begins... As I thought about it, I couldn't help but shake my head and shake my head and laugh at myself.

Is she considered an overwhelming worry? Now, she is just a little girl, with no power to tie her hands and her life in others' hands. She is really self-aware!

Close your eyes and stop thinking.

Considering Yi Jiuxi's injuries, Mr. Tong insisted on the same carriage as Yi Jiuxi, and could take care of him at any time. It was just right that he could talk on the road.

After getting on the bus, Yi Jiuxi's face was always a little ugly, and there was anger in her eyes.

"Master, is it because of the locust plague in the northwest?" Mr. Tong knew Yi Jiuxi. When he got in the car, he saw that he looked bad, so he asked bluntly.

"Your Majesty is a little inappropriate about the locust plague, but the power of the Supervisory Office is too great now... There are too many complex relationships and too many people involved. If this problem is broken at this time, there may be chaos." It is also extremely unfavorable to the master.

Kyoto is not stable! The master's situation is not good either. It is really difficult to cause trouble at this time. Tolerance is the right choice. Some things should be done when the overall situation is decided.

What Mr. Tong said, "How can Yi Jiuxi not understand? He knows better than Mr. Tong in the situation. He is just that he can tolerate some things, but some things cannot!"

"You heard it just now. Even the people here know that it is obvious how serious the locust plague in the northwest this autumn. If it weren't for the trip this time, how could you know what this big summer looks like? Mr. Tong, the lessons of the past are still there. How long has it been, and I forgot it..."

The world is smooth and hard to come by. Yes, this time he can endure the suffering of the people. What does it matter if he doesn’t hurt or itch? But...

What is it really irrelevant? The Thousand Mile Dike was destroyed by an ant hole. It was just that he happened to run into it. I know, but if I have any, I don’t know?

The more I thought about it, Yi Jiuxi's face became more ugly and his expression became more serious.

"Master, don't get angry. Although the wound has healed, it still needs to be cared for, for fear that the symptoms will not be cured." Seeing Yi Jiuxi angry, Tong Lao hurriedly advised him.

Closed his eyes, let out a long breath, calming his emotions, Yi Jiuxi listened, "Old Tong, hurry up and go back. I want to know the latest situation in the Northwest, please details."

After sighing secretly, Old Tong shook his head silently and said helplessly: "I understand, what is the master worried about... Forget it, I will continue to give you orders later and let someone go as soon as possible."

"Old Tong, don't worry, I know what I think, but there are some things that do not conflict with what I plan. If we are mixed with Kyoto, we can also make some use of them. You can borrow this from others." He would not be so arrogant that he would lose his composure.

"Borrowing someone else's hand..." Old Tong pinched his beard and thoughtfully, his eyes gradually lit up, "Yes, since it's messy, it's better to make it more muddy. The master is so easy to stumble, but plan well."

The master is not just acting voluntarily, and Mr. Tong is a little relieved.

"It's good to go back early. Those people will soon react if they can't catch up with each other. I'm afraid there will be no peace along the way."

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop! They don't want me to go back to Kyoto, I insist on going back."

Mr. Tong looked at Yi Jiuxi and stopped talking. As the carriage was bumpy, he was almost at Yangliu Town.

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