Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 129 We
After finally coaxing Wei Ningan away, Cui Jicai said, "You still have a way."

But Xie Zhiyun shook his head: "There's no way around it. I'm thinking of picking one and let Sister An learn it first. When she can't learn it any longer, she may think that abacus is easy to learn."

Learning martial arts is not so easy.

Cui Ji rubbed his forehead, he was really thinking too much today, and he was a bit overwhelmed.

"It is true that she is the youngest in the family, but in the family of Xunduo people, she has long been able to take care of herself. If she continues like this, sooner or later she will become the object of everyone's suspicion."

"You did a good job, you don't need to show her face, just tell the truth."

"She'll always understand later."

Cui Ji never favors Wei Ning'an, she cares for every child fairly and compassionately.

Xie Zhijun smiled, got up and said, "Mom, let's take a rest early. I'm really tired after a busy day, so I'll go back first."

Cui Ji said: "You have worked hard too."

When Xie Zhiyun returned to Chunhuating, she asked the maids to leave and sat in the study to write and draw.

She wants to record many things after marrying Wei so that she can guess the future in her dreams.

She didn't understand at first, because in the past two years, Yezhou has been thriving, Su Guogong's mansion is full of flowers, Wei's family is also flourishing, and even Xie's family is fine.

How could it be like that in the dream?
The father-in-law is dead, Wei Ji is dead, and their family will also be defeated.

Fast forward to today, and she finally understands that Wei's downfall stems from internal and external troubles.

With the Sima clan inside, and Daqi and Beiliang outside, no matter how powerful the Wei clan is, they can't fight against the three clans together.

Xie Zhiyun narrowed his eyes.

Why did Daqi take action with Beiyue?

Did they discuss it in advance?
Thinking of this, Xie Zhijun added another stroke to the notebook, and finally put it away carefully.

Without further ado, she immediately called a few maids in charge and three housekeepers, and told them very seriously that they should be careful with each other recently, and they could not do anything wrong according to the one she discussed with Cui Ji just now.

The stewards in the mansion are all old people, and they have always done things neatly. They don't need Xie Zhiyun's explanation at all. The owner of the house does what he says.

It's night time.

When Xie Zhijun finally finished calculating all the recent account books, Wei Ji arrived home wearing stars and wearing moons.

He came back very late today, and there was no dust on his body, obviously he had been discussing matters all day.

Xie Zhijun put down his pen, ordered Muyun to pass on the meal, then twisted the veil himself, and handed it to Wei Ji.

I don't know when they started, but the two of them naturally became the old couple that they are now.

There was no indifference or ambiguity at the beginning, and it seemed that in an instant, the two became acquainted and gradually became a "loving couple".

Wei Ji washed his hands and face in the sink, took the handkerchief and wiped it slowly.

"You know it all?"

Xie Zhiyun nodded: "How about the gate?"

Wei Ji said: "We have added a team of government soldiers, and they are much more serious than before. It seems that Madam's arrangement is very fast."

Xie Zhiyun nodded, and was relieved to hear that the errands in the mansion had been ordered step by step.

At this moment, there was no one else in the bedroom, so Xie Zhiyun stood by the side, waiting for him to take off his robe.

"I thought about it this afternoon and felt that the timing was too coincidental."

She can think of it, but Wei Cang and Wei Ji, who have experienced many battles, can't think of it.

Wei Ji's complexion darkened, his coldness became more serious, and his face became extremely stern.

"Si Ma Ling is crazy."

"If it weren't for the Wei family army supporting Tongchuan, Daqi's Huben camp would have broken through Yingzhou long ago, and you still use him to quarrel with your father?"

"He has never held a knife, and he has never been on the battlefield for a day. He really doesn't know how cruel war is."

Xie Zhijun sighed, took his robe and shook it, hung it on the hanger, and said: "It seems that the taxation of North Vietnam is not ideal."

Wei Ji's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned to look at Xie Zhiyun.

Xie Zhiyun said: "If he lives a comfortable life, and the courtiers under his rule are all dedicated to North Vietnam, why do you think he has to spend so much trouble?"

"In the final analysis, it is for power and for money," Xie Zhiyun said sharply. "The first emperor loved leisure and hated work. He did not do any political affairs, but gave birth to more than thirty princes and princesses. It really sucked the treasury."

"Later, there was civil strife in North Vietnam, and my father took advantage of the situation and divided the eight most affluent states. If you," Xie Zhiyun said calmly, "if you managed to kill more than twenty brothers and sisters before ascending to the throne, would you be willing? ?"

"I finally became an emperor. When I opened the treasury, I found that there was not a single penny in it. The Ministry of War needs money and soldiers, so I have to protect my family and the country, right? This money can't be saved."

Xie Zhijun spoke very fluently, she had thought about it in advance.

Wei Ji listened very carefully.

"Money from the Ministry of War cannot be saved, and so is the Ministry of Industry. Water conservancy and agriculture must be subsidized throughout the year, otherwise next year's taxes will not be collected."

"There is also the Ministry of Officials. There are so many officials in the whole country. If they can't work for nothing and get paid, who is willing to serve the country well?"

"There is money inside and outside, up and down everywhere."

Wei Ji quickly followed her train of thought, this was a direction he and his father had never thought of.

The result of their discussion was still because of power. Sima Ling definitely didn't want the Wei family to occupy the eight states all the time, but this time was chosen too early.

Sima Ling felt that his throne was as secure as a mountain, so he made such a bad move, but in the eyes of outsiders, he had just started to sit on this dragon chair, and it was not warm yet.

Wei Ji said: "Today we discussed in Daying in the western suburbs. According to the reports from the spies in Yingzhou, Sima Ling trusts a few warlocks recently. My father suspects that these are Daqi's spies, and they are specially fooling Sima Ling."

"Si Ma Ling is not stupid. He probably doesn't know what Prime Minister Da Qi's plan is, but so what? What he wants is the unification of the North Vietnam, and what he wants is to have power, and he is not afraid of seeking skin from a tiger."

Xie Zhiyun hit the nail on the head: "He himself has fought so many brothers, so he gets carried away and feels that he is invincible."

Wei Ji nodded and said, "But what you said makes sense."

The husband and wife looked at each other, and Xie Zhiyun concluded: "That is to say, there is Daqi outside to help Goulian Sima, and the powerful officials inside are watching over it, and the treasury is empty, and they want to take back the eight states as a grain storehouse. That's why we have today. A decree."

Wei Ji sighed, "Madam is smart."

Xie Zhiyun shook his head: "I wish I didn't understand this."

It was because she wanted to understand these things that she realized that Sima Ling would never stop this time.

He is the emperor, the eldest son of Beiyue, it is impossible for him to bow his head to Daqi twice.

Once is the limit.

Wei Ji held her hand and embraced her: "Don't be afraid."

(End of this chapter)