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The verses follow. After Fu Minghua finished reading, he folded the letter and put it back into the envelope.
Yan Zhui¡¯s arm that took up her body weight wrapped around her and took out another letter, while still fanning the two of them.
As soon as he finished reading a few letters, it was getting late and the sun was setting. Yan Zhui said that after reading one more letter, he would pick it up and read it next time when he had time.
When she got the letter, she recognized it.
Even though every letter was addressed to her personally, this letter was different. She recognized it because she had opened it and read it several times.
The last time she read it was before she got married. After reading it, she randomly stuffed the letters into the box.
Fu Minghua wanted to exchange a letter, but Yan Zhui felt something was wrong. He threw the fan away and casually held it in her hand. The letter she originally held naturally fell into his hand.
He opened the envelope. This was the last letter he sent and the last one he wrote.
The relationship between the front of the front will not be mentioned. When he wrote the poem in the back, he only wrote half of it.
It¡¯s not that he couldn¡¯t finish writing, or that he forgot about this half sentence because he was disturbed by something at the time.
"Why didn't Your Highness finish writing this poem?"
Fu Minghua held the letter and asked him.
In fact, she has been thinking about this question, and she has a vague answer in her heart, but she is not sure.
Yan Zhui didn¡¯t answer but asked: ¡°What do you think?¡±
She was guessing that after he wrote the first half of the sentence, he probably left the other half for her to write.
But what to write in the second half of the sentence?
Yan chased her, her eyes dark and incomprehensible.
"Yuan Niang, think about it carefully."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped mentioning it. Instead, he helped her sit up and touched her long hair.
After reading a few letters, the weather was hot and her hair was half-dried. He used his fingers to comb her long, black hair, and Bilan outside asked if the meal was ready.
Yan Zhui responded and the two of them put the letter away. Biyun and others came in after hearing the answer and collected the re-locked box.
While the meal was being prepared, he told her about the situation in the palace.
Nowadays, there are not many masters in the house. The palace servants and servants all serve the two of them. The sewing room and dining room only revolve around the two of them. The expenses of the inner courtyard are under her control. As for the outside, he has some secret accounts and expenses that cannot be disclosed, so it is naturally inconvenient. Leave it to her.
While serving dishes, Aunt Jiang was standing on one side, busy with Bi Qing and others, when she saw Yan Zhui inviting Fu Minghua to talk.
Several times she spoke reluctantly, which made Grandma Jiang want to laugh.
She learned rules and etiquette well and was praised by all the elders she met. She obeyed etiquette and rarely spoke during meals. Even the grandma who studied at the Xie family school could not fault her every move.
But in fact, her personality was too mature. Aunt Jiang was afraid that Yan Zhui would think she was dull and boring. At this time, Yan Zhui deliberately induced her to talk and made her look like this, which made her look more mature than Fu Minghua in Aunt Jiang's impression. A little bit of girlish anger.
There were subtle changes in her. I'm afraid Fu Minghua didn't even notice it, but Yan Zhui did.
Emperor Jia'an was a diligent emperor. He had two small dynasties every five days and one dynasty every half month. If there were important matters on weekdays, he would also summon his ministers.
Yan Zhui had already taken office in the court, and Fu Minghua breathed a sigh of relief. She was also a little afraid of his endless energy, and she was also afraid that he would make herself different from her usual self.
She just didn¡¯t expect that he would work at a fixed time and go back to his room to rest every night, so she couldn¡¯t bear it.
Fortunately, at the end of July, Emperor Jia'an finally had something to do and sent him out to Luoyang.
Yan Zhui looked at Aunt Jiang with a sullen face as she packed up her salute. Fu Minghua felt a little happy in his heart, but couldn't express it.
"As late as half a month, as early as seven or eight days, I will be back." He was still a little reluctant to let go. His wife, who was as beautiful as a flower in the family, had only been married for a few days.
But Emperor Jia'an was in a hurry here. Taiyuan built a new weapons manufacturing facility for the Ministry of War three years ago and hired a skilled general, Ou Zhizi, a famous swordsmith during the Warring States Period and a descendant of the Ou family.
Before the ordnance factory was built, the governor of Taiyuan wrote to Emperor Jia'an, saying that the descendants of the Ou family had spoken out and could make crossbows that could be used by oxen and horses instead of soldiers.
Unlike bows and arrows, it is a bow with arms. Although it is troublesome to load, it has a longer range and greater lethality than a bow.
The crossbow is generally installed on the battlefield, with several crossbows mounted on top. It has amazing attack power and is one of the most important weapons.
Therefore, as soon as Feng Shuo, the governor of Taiyuan at that time, wrote to the court, Emperor Jia'an did not say anything and sent silver and auxiliary materials to Taiyuan so that he could build an ordnance factory.
This construction took more than three years.
When Fu Minghua heard that he was going to Taiyuan, he looked a little reluctant.
There is no other reason, "Taiyuan?"
She repeated, and Yan Zhui nodded.
"But Taiyuan, the governor of Taiyuan is Feng Shuo." She frowned lightly, and Yan Zhui stretched out his hand to smooth it for her: "I know."
Feng said that the person who held the military power in Taiyuan was the governor of Taiyuan. The most important thing is that he was also born in the prince's palace of Fenyang County and was a direct descendant of the Feng family.
If it was just like this, Fu Minghua would naturally not say anything.
The most important thing is that he is Feng's brother, and Feng, the princess of Zhongxin County Prince's Palace, is also from Fenyang Prince's Palace. Lord Feng is from the same clan as Feng.
And Feng¡¯s heart and soul died due to Fu Minghua¡¯s plan. Although Fu Minghua can guarantee that his plan is loyal and loyal, it will not be easy for the people in the county palace to find out, but he is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.
Even if Prince Zhongxin fails to find out, Prince Ling and Concubine Rong have colluded for a long time, and Concubine Rong may not let go of such an opportunity.
What's more, this Taiyuan governor is not a loyal person. The Feng family was an old minister of the Chen Dynasty in his early years, so it is difficult to guarantee that he is loyal to the old royal family.
"Did you ever go to Taiyuan on Mrs. Zhao Guotai's birthday?"
She vaguely remembered what Yan Zhui had said, and she was deeply impressed at that time.
Emperor Jia'an inexplicably sent him to Taiyuan on a mission. At that time, Yan Zhui did not say what he was going to do.
But at this moment, Fu Minghua felt that something was not quite right.
Yan Zhui¡¯s fingertips gently rubbed the space between her brows, pushed away her frown, and then took her into his arms:
"The emperor also wanted me to see Feng Shuo. He had contacts with Ashina's old tribe."
To this day, the Turks are no longer here, but just in case, Yan Zhui has to leave anyway.
Whether the crossbow pulled by the oxen or horses exists or not, Feng is still waiting for him to verify it.
He has a high-spirited look on his face. The more errands Emperor Jia'an gives him at this time, the more beneficial it will be to him.
Yan Zhui¡¯s eyes were full of ambition and deep.
"Don't worry, I know it well." He lowered his head and kissed Fu Minghua's head gently, and Fu Minghua responded: "Yes."
"Since I'm going on a long trip, you can help me wash my hands today."
He became interested again. Fu Minghua guessed his intention, bit his lip and lowered his head. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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