The weather was still very hot during the day, and in the evening, it was finally cooler, and outside the eaves of the post house, a tall ginkgo tree was dyed with a layer of golden light at dusk, and the shadow was like a bride in the sunset.

Li Xiangjun wore a white peony smoke soft yarn on her upper body, and a pink narcissus moon skirt on her lower body, kneeling on the bamboo curtain, she pulled up her sleeves, revealing a piece of frost and snow-like wrists, and her slender jade fingers were as soft as spring onions and white children.

Qin Mu looked at her soft movements, and involuntarily thought of two lines of poetry in his mind: the people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow on the wrists are condensed.

His gaze made Li Xiangjun a little embarrassed, and after making a bowl of chicken soup from the pot, he said: "The doctor said that Qin Lang is overworked and overdrafted, and he must make up for his body. ”

"I'll do it myself." Qin Mu felt that he was a big man, and he had to be fed by someone after drinking soup, which was too corrupt and too falling.

Li Xiangjun smiled like a smile, looking forward to him with bright eyes, like autumn water, the spoon was put on the cherry lips and tested the temperature before feeding him to drink, "Qin Lang's body has not recovered yet, Mo is strong, drink it quickly." ”

Qin Mu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this son is no problem with the ten girls at night now, and drinking a bowl of soup by himself can be regarded as reckless?

Lamenting and lamenting, Li Xiangjun's gentle voice seems to have infinite magic, which makes people can't bear to touch her heart.

In the evening breeze under the eaves, a ginkgo biloba tree is dancing lightly, and Li Xiangjun carefully feeds him the soup spoonful by spoonful, and thousands of tenderness are all in gentle movements.

After drinking a bowl of soup, Qin Mu felt warm in his heart, he gently held Li Xiangjun's jade hand and said, "Xiangjun, I have wronged you." ”

Li Xiangjun let him hold his hand and replied softly: "Qin Lang, don't say that, as long as Qin Lang doesn't despise slaves, all these slaves are willing." ”

Qin Mu didn't answer immediately, but held her delicate hand in the palm of her hand, feeling the temperature coming from her palm, her ten fingers were slender and round, like nephrite jade;

Qin Mu has a habit of admiring a woman, usually looking at the woman's hand at first glance.

There are many women with beautiful faces, but there are very few women with slender jade fingers like spring onions and white children, and ten fingers as beautiful as Li Xiangjun can be said to be an artistic enjoyment in the eyes.

Li Xiangjun's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and the corners of her slightly upturned mouth were rippling with a hint of happiness, she liked the feeling of being held in the palm of his hand, there was no trembling millet of electric shock, but the warm current from her hand could flow into the atrium in the heart.

"Will I despise you, I don't count it, you have to feel it with your own heart." The evening breeze gently swept across the eaves, a ginkgo biloba leaf fell on the small table, the leaf surface had turned pale yellow, Qin Mu picked it up and pinned it to Li Xiangjun's bun, "The charm is not very graceful, and the sweet orange in front of the respect can be a slave." Who pities the rivers and lakes, the jade bones and ice muscles are not willing to wither. Who taught and picked branches, and the emperor leaned on Taizhen after being drunk. The layman really has the intention to open up, and he wants to sing the flavor of the two new. ”

Li Qing used anthropomorphic techniques according to this word, comparing the double ginkgo biloba to a wise man who is jade and ice clear, and always maintaining integrity, and to a lover who shares weal and woe and is inseparable.

Qin Mu patted the back of her hand with a smile, then scooped out a bowl of soup from the clay pot and said, "Xiangjun, you have suffered no less than me all the way, come, you can drink a bowl quickly." ”

"Me"

"You have to drink, it's called sharing the joys and the bitters."

Qin Mu insisted on feeding her, but Li Xiangjun couldn't help it, so she had to "follow him", halfway through a bowl of soup, she still had a gentle smile on her face, but the tears could no longer be suppressed, and fell down one by one

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The next day, Li Xiangjun persuaded Qin Mu softly on the grounds that Qin Mu's body had not yet recovered, and let Qin Mu abandon the horse and sit in the car.

To tell the truth, Qin Mu is very excited, walking in the same car with a beautiful woman like Li Xiangjun, you can sit or lie down, Qingqing and me, it is indeed a beautiful thing in the world.

But Qin Mu still refused, it was not yet the time to get drunk and lie on the knees of the beauty, this time he ran wildly for a few days, and one of the hundred people fainted due to physical exhaustion, although Liu Meng and they could all understand, Qin Mu regarded it as a shame.

This body must continue to strengthen the exercise, so no matter how heartbroken Li Xiangjun is, he still insists on riding a horse, and he is not ashamed to ask questions along the way, and asks Su Jin, who is the most proficient in riding and fighting, for advice patiently.

When he arrived in Ganzhou, Qin Muyan was ready to float silently like a wisp of clouds in the sky.

But Yang Tinglin obviously doesn't want to let go of his cloud, the prefect's thunder and lightning are ready, you want to float through without a little rain, no way.

On the avenue in the north of the city, Yang Zhaocai, the housekeeper of the Yang Mansion, led several family members to block the middle of the road, with a pair of big sleeves and no wind, Qin Mu saw it from afar, and his heart couldn't help but beat drums.

He hurriedly instructed Su Jin to take fifty people to escort Li Xiangjun back to Huichang first, well, he couldn't let the prefect come to get the stolen goods.

"Xiangjun, I asked Su Jin to escort you to Huichang first, I have some official business to go to Ganzhou City, and I will catch up with you soon." Qin Mu came to the side of the car and explained to Li Xiangjun through the window.

Li Xiangjun's mouth curled slightly, revealing a little playful, she tilted her head sideways and replied after thinking for a while: "Qin Lang, the slave has never been to Ganzhou, why don't the slave go into the city with you, you handle your official business, and the slave will go to the city to enjoy it, and then go back to Huichang together after you finish handling your official business?" ”

Li Xiangjun's request was reasonable, Qin Mu didn't know how to answer for a while, seeing that Yang Zhaocai had already greeted him, he was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot, "This and that, Xiangjun, this time is in a hurry, next time I take a moment, how about taking you to Ganzhou to enjoy it slowly?" ”

"Hehe" Li Xiangjun suddenly let out two chuckles, her pretty and radiant jade face was full of wisdom, Qin Mu knew that she was deliberately making things difficult for herself, and couldn't help glaring at her through the window.

Li Xiangjun smiled unabated, glanced at Yang Zhaocai who came over, and said quickly: "Qin Lang walked slowly when he entered the city, and first sent the letter of the slave to the daughter of the prefect, if the slave expected it to be good, when the prefect reprimanded Qin Lang, Miss Yang would definitely come forward to relieve Qin Lang, this letter Qin Mu himself is not allowed to read, it will not work if he sees it." ”

After Li Xiangjun finished speaking, he stuffed a letter into Qin Mu's hand, and the curtain of the car covered the car tightly.

Qin Mu pinched the letter and was a little stunned, Li Xiangjun actually expected in advance that Yang Tinglin had prepared a thunderbolt and lightning waiting for him?

Also wrote a letter to Yang Zhi in advance?

What does this epistle say?

Will Princess Yushu knock over the vinegar bottle and instantly turn into a dinosaur?

Is this letter delivered or not?

A series of questions were tangled in Qin Mu's mind, making him a little unable to get around.

"Lord Qin, my lord asked you to go into the city, and the little one has been waiting here for a long time."

Yang Zhaocai's voice finally pulled Qin Mu back to reality from his brain, he coughed lightly twice, and said sternly: "Why wait? Since the official has arrived outside the city of Ganzhou, can he not enter the city to meet the prefect? You waited like this, and those who didn't know thought that the official didn't even understand this basic etiquette. ”

"This villain is guilty, the villain is guilty, and I hope Lord Qin is not strange."

Steward Yang has lived for more than fifty years, and today is an eye-opener, this uncle is dead, who can't see that he plans to play "floating".

Listening to his righteous and strict words again, Steward Yang finally understood what it meant to strike first and what it meant for the wicked to sue first.

Qin Dazhi County, who was strong and strong in the middle, put on a prestige, and he didn't care about opening Li Xiangjun's letter, so he told Zhu Yijin to send it into the city in a hurry, how to say it, since Li Xiangjun expected today's situation, the clever plan she came up with must work, Qin Mu believed that she would not harm herself.

When entering the city, Qin Mu walked slowly according to Li Xiangjun's instructions, hoping that before he arrived, his future daughter-in-law had already settled her father.

The city is no longer full of ragged refugees as before, the people's faces are more calm and optimistic, the cries of merchants and vendors are much more cheerful, there are fewer cries on the streets, and more laughter, this is the most intuitive feeling that Qin Mu has stepped into Ganzhou City again.

Although Yang Tinglin is a layman in the military, he is a rare capable member in governing the people's livelihood, he first asked the imperial court to reduce the taxes of the five counties that had suffered from the military disaster for two years, and then carefully calculated, Qin Mu used all the money and grain seized from Gu Xiancheng, and finally maintained this difficult situation.

For this alone, Qin Mu sincerely admired that he only governed Huichang County, if it weren't for the "intercepted" treasure, he also dug up rock salt in Zhoutian, and also used Huo Sheng and Ma Yongzhen to make Huichang a special small environment, without being constrained by others, can you ensure the stability of Huichang, which is full of holes.

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