Lonely non-good minister

"It is said that he woke up, but the residual poison is not cleared, so he is half dead, and he still had a high fever last night."

"I'll go and have a look." She was about to go to the ground immediately, if Huo Ying hadn't taken precautions for her in time, she would be half dead by now.

Wei Yan took a light and thick cloak and put it on her, and helped her to Huo Ying's room. Huo Ying was drinking medicine, his face was pale, his eyes were black, and he looked very weak.

"Master Huo" Song Yuan wanted to say hello and thank you, but just as he opened his mouth, Huo Ying stopped him by raising his hand.

He coughed twice, and said weakly: "I know what the young master wants to say, if you meet me, the young master will be unlucky."

".I didn't mean that." Song Yuan sat down and said, "I want to thank Mr. Huo."

Seeing that her complexion was not good, Huo Ying took out the hand stove in his arms and handed it to the boy, motioned the boy to give it to Song Yuan before saying: "Do you think there is something strange about this time?"

"It seems to be a warning against the investigation of Leping to stir up the farmland policy, but it is actually adding fuel to the fire. I think the people who ordered our assassination are trying to kill with a knife."

She thought clearly, and Huo Ying was relieved: "Now, the crown prince has expressed his support for the reform of the farmland policy. It is a matter of time before it is fully implemented. I just don't know who will be in charge of this matter."

There was something in his words, and Song Yuan asked directly: "Master Huo wants me to recommend myself?"

"Yes, although there is no shortage of capable people in the court, but I have seen the ability of the young master. The policy of Tianmu in the Great Wei has accumulated a lot of abuses, and the situation is complicated and involved. It needs a person who can speak well and does not have too many human connections to deal with it safely. In my opinion, Young Master is the most suitable candidate."

This is too flattering, Song Yuan said frankly: "I'm afraid I don't dare to deal with this matter. My father and king have not made a statement so far, which means that he is unwilling to attack the powerful. I am afraid that I am still very angry now that I took the initiative to bring up the farmland policy." I offended someone about innovation. If I recommend myself again, I will deliberately oppose him. In the long run, my future future will be in his hands. I can annoy him this time, but I must never do it again. times, otherwise my end will not be very good, I am not willing to take this risk."

"Young master's concerns, I understand." Huo Ying didn't insist: "It's cold, and your body is still weak, so go back to the house and rest."

Song Yuan really couldn't sit still, he held Wei Yan's hand and left.

Not long after they came back, Song Chun came, glanced at the cloak that had not been put away, and immediately guessed that she had gone out, approached and touched her forehead first, and then sat down: "Have you gone to find Huo Ying? "

"Well, we talked about this assassination, and we all thought that someone deliberately added fuel to the fire." Song Yuan had already laid down: "Brother, do you have any concerns about the reform of the father's policy on the fields? "

Song Chun tucked the quilt up for her: "Your proposal itself is not wrong, it is a good thing for the Great Wei and the people of the Great Wei, the crown prince can prove this by expressing his approval so quickly, but the situation of the palace is different from that of the East Palace. If the prince is not abolished, he will be able to ascend the throne justifiably, but the father can't. Only when the prince is abolished or dead, the father will have a chance. Therefore, the prince can cut off the relationship with the powerful without any scruples, but the father cannot. In this way, he needs the support of the dignitaries, and now the crown prince is taking the initiative to cut off the relationship with the dignitaries, it is a good time for the father to win people's hearts, as long as there is a mistake in the reform of the farm policy, the crown prince can hardly be blamed, and then he can propose to abolish the crown prince."

His focus was on the last few words, Song Yuan didn't know what to say, and after a while she struggled to speak: "Even if you know that these powerful people eat the flesh and blood of the people, you still want to keep them?"

Although Song Chun didn't want to admit it, he still nodded his head: "This is what my father plans now."

"But." Song Yuan sat up immediately: "Everyone knows that this is beneficial to the Great Wei and the people of the Great Wei, but the father insists on going against the grain, wouldn't he lose more hearts?"

Song Chun explained: "After the overall situation is settled, it's not too late to bring up this matter."

Is it not too late?Instead of striking while the iron is hot, delaying the time will only make those people fully prepared. When the time comes, it will still be the common people who will suffer.

Moreover, King Zhongshan's move was to push her to the stage and set up a trap to lure the crown prince to make mistakes.

Song Yuan felt a chill in her heart, she lay down and hugged Pozi Tang tightly, curled up in the bed and said nothing, Song Chun covered her with the quilt again: "Don't be afraid, I will let you get out of your body."

The eldest brother has always followed his word, and Song Yuan didn't suspect that he was deceiving her, but King Zhongshan's plan made her very disappointed, but Song Yuan soon adjusted.

King Zhongshan has never had any affection for her, and the relationship between father and son is also a benefit, so why should she waste energy and be sad?Still think about how to protect yourself.

Song Chun didn't stay in Leping for too long. After carefully looking at Leping's situation, he set off to return to Jingzhao after Song Yuan got better. He didn't really agree with King Zhongshan's thoughts. There are more reasons to persuade King Zhongshan, but it is not easy to ask King Zhongshan to change his mind, so Song Yuan does not hold out hope.

Winter came in a blink of an eye, and the new winter clothes Xiaoshen made for her were also delivered to Leping, just in time for Song Yuan to go out to see how the project was going.

After leaving the city, Song Yuan purposely let the carriage go around the moat. The moat was dug a foot deeper, the mud at the bottom of the river was cleaned up, and the upstream and downstream channels connecting the moat were widened and deepened. The river embankment is tightly built, so even if there is heavy rain in the rainy season, there is no need to worry about flooding the city.

Going forward, the ditches between the fields have almost been built. The peasants are repairing the rivers where the ditches converge under the cold wind. These small rivers connect to the big river, which are used for irrigation in the dry season and drainage in the rainy season, so At the fork of the small river, deep wells were also dug to store water.

Song Yuan went around all the construction sites and rested in the county government office to which he belonged at night. The county magistrate took the officials and the head of the village and sat around the charcoal basin with her to keep warm, and the blueprints were also taken out.

"The canals on the flat places are almost built, but when the people open up wasteland, most of them are on the top of the hills, and the water supply in these places is really difficult. After careful discussion, the officials and others thought that building a pond for water storage on the top of the hill might solve the problem of water supply. "

Song Yuan looked at the drawings they handed over: "How do you plan to repair the pool? Just dig a pit? There's no way to store water."

"Oh, the subordinate officials have discussed that they can pave the ground with stones and clay. Although this is not foolproof, it still has some effect."

Song Yuan shook his head and vetoed: "The cost is too high, how many fields are there on the slopes of the mountain?"

The county magistrate did the math: "About [-] mu."