Qi Ya and Murong Shan's sisters looked at Liu Dashao who was muttering suspiciously, not knowing what he had found wrong.

Although most of the thirty-one prefectures that lied about the truth were in the prefectures adjacent to the feudal lord's fiefdoms, this does not mean anything.

After all, the people who neglected to pay taxes were not the feudal kings of the localities.

"Husband, what's wrong with you? Why did you become suspicious all of a sudden, what did you see was wrong? ”

Murong Shan whispered to Liu Dashao, who was staring at the map and muttering.

However, Qi Yafeng's eyes lit up, and she gently tugged at Murong Shan's loose sleeves, signaling her to be silent.

Although Murong Shan was skeptical, she nodded in approval of Sister Ya's actions, and stood aside silently.

Qi Ya silently looked at the map in front of him, his delicate phoenix eyes kept rolling, obviously thinking about what was wrong on the map.

"Half of the officials dismissed their wives and children together, which is too tacit."

Liu Dashao suddenly turned his head to look at Qi Ya, who was muttering in a low voice: "Sister Ya, you also think it's too much of a coincidence, right?" ”

Qi Ya looked at her husband and bowed silently: "It's quite a coincidence, but it's also in the past." ”

Murong Shan looked at Liu Dashao and Qi Ya in confusion: "In order not to implicate their families, it is reasonable to dismiss them no matter what they think!" ”

Liu Dashao gently grabbed Murong Shan's palm and stretched it towards the map, and was circled on the map.

"Shan'er, you said that if these officials didn't lie about the truth and the grain was really harvested, where would the grain go?"

"Husband, how can you not pay the grain if you really have a good harvest........ Vassal king? ”

Murong Shan's eyes widened suddenly as she spoke: "Husband, you don't want to say where these grains are in the many vassal kings, right?" The vassal king's intentions are self-evident! ”

Liu Mingzhi nodded solemnly.

"But this is just a guess for the husband, maybe there is really no bumper harvest of grain!"

"There is not much food in the stomach of the field birds in the Thirty-one Mansion, and there are a lot of sundries, maybe they really think too much for the husband."

"After all, if there is really a bumper harvest, with the nature of the field birds, the rice grains and wheat grains scattered in the ground are enough for them to eat."

"Maybe it's really just a coincidence!"

Hearing her husband's uncertain tone, the two women looked at each other silently and did not say much.

They knew in their hearts that their husband's stomach must also be full of questions, and it was easy to disturb his husband's train of thought when he spoke at this time.

"That's it, if there is really a problem, it is impossible for the husband to find out that something is wrong, after all, so many old foxes above the court have not said anything, so the husband will not bother!"

Liu Dashao sighed and folded the map, perhaps he was really suspicious.

Seeing that the husband was going to leave this matter behind, the two girls also breathed a sigh of relief silently, the melancholy between their eyebrows relaxed, and they looked at each other silently, and the two women caressed their bulging lower abdomen, and wrapped their arms around Liu Dashao's arms with one left and one right.

"Husband, do you want a son or a daughter!"

"Yes, Sister Shan'er is right, you see that the sisters have only given birth to three sons for you now, but the daughters are already five, isn't it a bit yin and yang!"

"If our sisters have another daughter in the near future, will there be too few men in our family?"

Liu Mingzhi chuckled and looked at the two sisters: "There's no way, it's not enough to give birth to a son and a daughter as a husband, it depends on whether your stomach is angry or not." ”

"However, the two of you must not have a psychological burden, and you will treat sons and daughters equally as husbands."

"Whether it is a son or a daughter, they are all children of husbands, and there is no difference in importance."

"The idea of preference for sons over daughters will never appear in our Liu family."

Hearing her husband's heart-warming words, the two daughters' hearts were completely soothed.

Also, with her husband's love for Yiyi and their sisters, there is actually nothing wrong with having a daughter.

Anyway, he will still be young in the future, and there will be more opportunities, so he just wants his son to cook more porridge for his husband.

What a big deal, what is there to worry about.

"If the husband says so, the concubine will be bold to give birth, and if you don't like it, don't want to sleep in the room where the concubine is ......."

"Tweet ........"

Liu Dashao, who was smiling lightly, heard the sound under the eaves outside the study, and his face turned pale.

"Sister Ya, Shan'er, you go back first, husband still has something to deal with!"

The tweet was not only heard by Liu Dashao, but Qi Ya and Murong Shan were both deaf and clear-sighted masters, so they naturally heard it clearly.

Finding that something was wrong with the look on her husband's face, the two girls didn't say anything, nodded silently and walked towards the door with gentle steps.

After the two girls left, Liu Dashao poured two cups of tea and placed them on the table and opened the window.

"Second brother, come in!"

As soon as Liu Dashao's words fell, Ling Yang, who was dressed in a jet-black suit, flew down the window lightly, and an indifferent dead face looked at Liu Dashao lightly.

Liu Dashao looked at Ling Yang uncomfortably, after his uncle Ling Daoming passed away, Ling Yang's personality became colder and colder.

In the past, he still looked like he was not allowed to enter the living, but now when he sees Ling Yang, he feels cold all over his body.

I knew it was a person, but I didn't think it was a humanoid ice cube.

Ling Yang looked at the two cups of tea on the table and was not polite, he directly took one cup and drank it all, sat down on the chair next to him, took out a note from his arms, and gently threw it to Liu Dashao.

"Intelligence!"

With two extremely short words, Ling Yang sat on the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Liu Dashao looked at Ling Yang tangledly, the relevant division has a division master like Ling Yang, I am afraid that in the future, the relevant division of Ling Yang will be more suitable than the relevant division of the four of Qinglong Suzaku.

Liu Dashao had no doubt that he had ordered Ling Yang to deal with a newborn baby, and this big ice cube would not have the slightest mercy.

Liu Dashao considered whether it was time to discuss with Wei'er, ask for a daughter-in-law for Ling Yang, an older leftover man, and use the blazing temperature of love to warm the heart of this big ice cube.

Shaking his head helplessly, Liu Dashao sat on the chair and opened the note and flipped through it.

Looking at the content of the note, Liu Dashao, who had just sat down, stood up suddenly, and looked at the seven big characters on the note with a shocked face.

The White Lotus Sect reproduces the Great Dragon.

Liu Dashao, who couldn't believe it, shook his head, and looked at these seven big characters carefully.

Liu Dashao, who gasped, looked at Ling Yang in disbelief.

"Second brother, can you tell me what this means? The White Lotus Sect reproduces the Great Dragon. ”

"Are you sure you didn't write a note at random to entertain my brother, I'm here, White Lotus Sect, you and Wei'er are a White Lotus Sect Holy Son, a White Lotus Sect Holy Maiden."

"Uncle is the sect leader, how many years have he committed suicide, and Ming Duke Li Yugang is now said to be imprisoned in the Zongren Mansion."

"Nine Elder Shan'er, Great Elder Sister Ya, Lian'er, one of the sword-wielding maidservants, you are all by my side, and all the leaders are in front of me, you told me that the White Lotus Sect reappeared in Jiangnan, are you sure you are not joking?"

Ling Yang looked at Liu Dashao indifferently: "It's not Jiangnan, it's Dalong!" ”

Liu Dashao frowned: "What do you mean, is there any difference between this?" ”

"The difference is big, my father's White Lotus Sect is nothing compared to this White Lotus Sect."

"What do you mean?"

"The masters are like clouds, there are many people, and there are no signs of enemies with the court for the time being."

"It's unclear what they're trying to do, and it's under investigation."

Liu Dashao sat heavily on the chair, looking at the note in his hand and rubbing his forehead.

"Where did this pop up a group of heavenly soldiers!"

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