[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] Another year of spring

Chapter 51

"Please, pass me the scissors."

Ali Gun searched for a while on the stone table beside him according to his words, and finally found the large scissors that were only used for pruning garden branches and leaves. He walked to the side of the road, turned the scissors head, and handed out the handle.

"Thank you."

Shi Chun was busy, took the scissors and said smoothly.

"Young Madam, this is..."

Ali Gon hesitated for a moment, then looked around, and saw that the servants around were dressed in commoner clothes, with various farming tools in their hands, and asked.

Shi Chun was wearing simple clothes and bent over the plowed ground to look at the rose seedling in his hand. He didn't look back when he heard his question, but said: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, just try to grow something."

Ali Gun twitched his mouth, watching the Shanxi Governor's Mansion, which had many potted plants and rich gardens, being tossed and tossed. Now it is full of refurbished land, and there are many seedlings of flowers, fruits and vegetables piled up not far away. It can be seen that the little bit of wealth before, it is simply a peasant family in the countryside.

There are many noble ladies in Beijing who like to plant something by themselves. He has also seen his mother-in-law and sister-in-law often raise some orchids and chrysanthemums, but they are all delicate plants. The work of watering the soil is done by the servants, unlike this Mrs. Fucha, who wants to transform the house into a farmhouse.

"You are very interested."

Ali Gung said dryly.

Shi Chun turned his head, looked up in the field, took a look at his expression, smiled and gave the long shears to the servants who were waiting at the side, and came up from the mound.

"My lord is here today, what's the matter?"

Shanxi gangs were wiped out one month ago, and the provincial government was in turmoil. Now, the emperor was furious and investigated and prosecuted more than 20 officials, large and small. Local officials in Shanxi Province underwent a major shake-up.The pressure on Fu Heng's administration has suddenly decreased, and now there are no constraints. He is full of enthusiasm for Shanxi's reform. These days, he often returns home late at night, and spends a day in the yamen with the new officials to discuss the great cause of construction.

At present, the gloomy wind of the past has been swept away here, showing a bit of enterprising and innovative intention.

Ali Gun: "The Patriarch of the Pingyang Kang family returned to Shanxi. When he heard that Fu Heng was coming to Jin, he posted a post. He has already gone to Pingyang Mansion. Before he left, he asked me to tell the young lady, don't worry, he will be back in about three days. "

Shi Chun wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, walked to the side stone table, and the maid poured tea with her own eyes. She stretched out her hand to ask Ali Gon to take a seat, sat down herself, and asked curiously:

"Kang's? But the richest man in Shanxi who owns the salt fields?"

Ali Gon nodded.

"The holy grandfather once settled in Kang's family and praised the legendary Kang's manor. Thinking about it, it must be magnificent. Didn't your lord go with him?"

Ali Gon: "...I'm going back to Beijing."

Shi Chun was a little surprised, but it was normal after thinking about it. Niu Hulu and Ali Gun came to Shanxi to cooperate with Fu Heng in suppressing the bandits. Now that the bandits have been eliminated and the forces in the DPRK and China have been cleaned up, there is really nothing to say about staying here.

"When will you leave? I wonder if Chunhe can come back to see you off?"

Ali Gon smiled, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Young Madam, don't worry about it. Before he left, he asked me to protect you these few days. I will never leave until he comes back."

Shi Chun smiled in surprise, but didn't say anything, just said: "It's because he cares too much, so I'll trouble your lord."

Ali Gon shook his head:

"It's nothing, you don't have to be so polite. Speaking of which, I also want to apologize to you today."

He stood up, bent over and cupped his hands.

"Young Madam was shocked a few days ago. This matter is all my fault. Young Madam is brave and decisive, and she has more righteousness in her heart. Although a certain man is a man, he is ashamed compared to Young Madam's heart. Recently, I have repeatedly reflected on this matter. I felt particularly uneasy and guilty, and thought that if I made any mistakes, I was afraid that I would have to regret it for the rest of my life, so today, Ali Gon came to make amends and wanted to punish him, but I will listen to you, Young Madam."

Shi Chun cast his eyes on him, looked at him quietly for a moment, then sighed softly, and said softly, "My lord, please sit down."

Ali Gun raised his eyes and saw her face was gentle but determined, swallowed the words in his throat, and sat back as promised.

"No matter what happened before, this incident has passed. I have a grudge against you, but Chunhe and you are colleagues. Since there is no great harm, I don't want to make your relationship tense. After all, you are both Haidongqing. Such a good man will definitely serve the country together in the future, and it is meaningless to get entangled in these things, and there will be no results."

Ali Gon was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "You and I think differently."

Shi Chun smiled, and reached out to add a cup of tea: "I found out before that you have some prejudice against me, so I really want to know what kind of person I was in your heart before?"

Ali Gun: "...the usual appearance of a noblewoman from a noble family in Beijing, relying on her status and arrogance in her heart."

Shi Chun thinks about it, remembering the first time he saw Ali Gon, she was playing the domineering young master and the spoiled young wife together with Fu Heng. She has never lived with Ali Gun, so it is not surprising that he would misunderstand.

She smiled and changed the subject.

"After returning to Beijing this time, my lord must be leaving the household department."

Ali Gon smiled: "I don't know."

Facing Shang Shichun's eyes with a deepening smile, he looked away, and then turned back after a while: "There has been a word from home that it is probably the Ministry of War."

Shi Chun: "Congratulations."

Ali Gun shook his head and laughed at himself: "I can only be trapped in the capital, intrigue with people every day, and lose my head for some political achievements. What is the difference between the Ministry of War?"

Shichun was suddenly curious.

"It is said that the battlefield has no eyes, and it is the most dangerous place. The elders in the family probably don't want adults to take these risks. Why are you so persistent? Is it just for the so-called bloody men?"

Ali Gon, who had never dared to look directly at her, looked at her seriously.

"Young Madam is a woman, so I don't understand it. For a man, it's such a pleasure to prove yourself and gallop on the battlefield. Even though war represents death and destruction, I, Baqi Erlang, am an eagle outside the customs. Broken wings and trapped in a shooting place? A truly upright person has never feared death. For a man of the Niu Hulu family, it is a supreme honor to be shrouded in horse leather and die in battle. I believe that if Fu Heng was here at this moment , must also agree with these words.”

Shi Chun thought quietly, and sighed inaudibly: "I understand, thank you."

Ali Gun looked at her expression, and before leaving, he said a word: "What Chun He wants is probably only the support of his family. Even if he is really persuaded, he will not be happy."

Shi Chun: "I understand, my lord, go slowly."

Ali Gon smiled, waved his hand to decline the servants who came to see him off, turned around and strode away, the corners of his black clothes were blowing away in the air, he was tall and straight, his face was handsome and courageous, and he had a cold and stern look like the north wind. Chic.

three days later.

"Is everything in order?"

There were two horses standing on the official road. Fu Heng held the reins of the horses in his hand and asked with a smile.

"There is nothing to deal with, just go back as you came."

Ali Gun stroked the horse standing there impatiently stomping the ground with its hooves, and said.

Fu Heng smiled: "You still look like this, when will you find someone to take care of you? If you continue like this, I'm afraid you will really be a lone ranger."

Ali Gun raised his head, his expression was unmoved, and he said lightly: "You better let me go, I can't handle the group of women in the Jingzhong tribe, what are you talking about here now, you man, gossip like a mother guys."

Fu Heng: "You have such a mouth, it's rare that I want to talk to you calmly, it's a dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory."

Ali Gon's mouth twitched: "Forget it, the relationship between you and me has always been like that."

A vein twitched on Fu Heng's forehead: "Then you should hurry up, you are in Shanxi, let me, the governor, be an eyesore."

Ali Gon sneered and turned back to lead the horse.

"I have sent the secret book back to Beijing, but this matter involves a lot. When you go back, the emperor will definitely ask you for the details. But my wife has participated in it. I hope you can hide a thing or two."

Fu Heng said suddenly.

Ali Gon paused, turned over and got on the horse holding the rein. He moved swiftly. He sat on the horse. There were mountains stretching on both sides of the official road, and the north wind was blowing, and the yellow sand was blowing on his face.

He replied in a deep voice: "Don't worry, even if I take the matter on me, I won't implicate the young lady at all. Say hello to her for me. Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he cast a glance in the direction of Taiyuan City, turned his head and lightly reprimanded "Jia--", the horse flew out like an arrow leaving the string, bringing up the yellow sand behind him.

Fu Heng frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced at Taiyuan City.

He got on his horse and looked towards the official road.

Ali Gun has become a blurred black spot, and there are horseshoe marks on the sandy soil on the road.

He couldn't figure out whether Ali Gon's words were unintentional or deliberately provocative in the end.

Fu Heng turned the horse's head, the whip fell, and the horse hissed in pain, and ran towards Taiyuan City at high speed with its hooves on.

It wasn't until he entered the city and returned to the newly built governor's mansion that he noticed the renovated courtyard.

He had just returned from Pingyang in the morning, left his things and people behind when he heard that Ali Gon was about to leave, so he rode his horse to see him off outside the city alone, without paying attention to the changes in the mansion.

When Shichun heard the news of the servant, he came out to meet him.

"Are you back? Has Ali Gon left?"

She greeted her with a smile.

Fu Heng frowned, staring at her walking up, and when there were still about three steps away, he stepped forward and hugged her horizontally.

"Put me down quickly, the servants will all be watching, what does the blue sky look like?"

She blushed slightly in embarrassment, patted his shoulder and shouted in a low voice.

Fu Heng looked down at the rosy glow on her face, which matched this beautiful face, it was really too beautiful to behold.

He kicked open the door and closed it with his toes.

The moment the door closed, he lowered his head and grabbed her lips, blocking her words.

The clothes fell from the door all the way to the bed, and by the time she was pressed on the mattress, there was already a /no/no/hang on her body.

He held her legs in his hands, opened her legs, and rushed in with a low body.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. I don't want to hear another name from you."

He muttered, sank down, and heard her long cry with a crying voice as he wished. It was both painful and joyful, and it seemed that he was one step away from collapse.

When the love was strong, he bit her lower lip, and his figure covered her, and his voice sounded from the interdependent lips and teeth.

"Tell me, the name of the person you love?"

he coaxed.

Shi Chun turned his head to avoid his lips and breath, his face flushed.

But Fu Heng chased after him, and didn't stop until he got the answer.

She couldn't avoid it, closed her eyes and compromised: "Fu Heng, Fu Cha Fu Heng."

His voice was like a cat's, weak and soft.

Fu Heng laughed happily, and said in a low voice, "Let's have another child, Shichun."

Shi Chun's face was slightly dazed, and she softened her face: "Okay."

Fu Heng embraced her neck, with childish joy and pride in his success in his eyes.

No matter what Ali Gun is, get the hell out of him and go back to Beijing. This is the fourth wife of Fucha's family, and he is Fu Heng's true love. After so many mistakes, he passed it on to him woman.

She is his wife, destined by the heavens, to live and die together.

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-, gently biting the knuckle of the index finger, enduring the too strong feeling in the body.

But Fu Heng chased after her, bit her lips again, and hit her hard with his lower body.