On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 623



Chapter 623

As soon as Mr. Mo put on his hat, the head of Yongchang County recognized him.

It turned out that they had met him several times, but Mr. Mo always covered his head and face, and she had never seen his face at all.

During this meeting, his true appearance was revealed.

The head of Yongchang County did not feel happy, but rather uneasy.

Not showing his true face shows that he still has some scruples. Now that he is completely exposed, what does it mean?

The Lord of Yongchang County subconsciously wanted to shrink back: "What do you want to do?"

Mr. Mo took off his hat again: "I just said it, I don't want to repeat it again."

The Lord of Yongchang County was stunned for a moment and then thought: "What do you want to do to me, Zhao'er?"

"Not much," Mr. Mo said in a playful tone, "It's just a chess piece."

Mr. Mo chuckled lightly and said sharply: "The Lord of Yongchang County should be familiar with this, right?"

The Lord of Yongchang County opened his eyes slightly, struggled to get up, and said quickly: "Go find Huo Changxian, he is good at making chess pieces, I, Zhao'er, am not!"

Mr. Mo sneered: "To me, they are all the same."

Yongchang County Lord's eyes widened again, and the corners of his eyes almost burst: "You! You clearly said that you would help me, Zhao'er, capture Lincheng, become the king of the northwest, and then ascend to the great treasure!"

Mr. Mo's laughter grew louder: "King of the Northwest? You really dare to think about it. It was just a dream before. Now that Huo Changhe is about to go to the northwest, do you think this Northwest King has anything to do with you?"

The Lord of Yongchang County smiled briefly and said unwillingly: "He? Who is he? He is just a king with a different surname. He deserves the reputation gained from massacre! My son has royal blood and is born to be more noble than him."

Mr. Mo's eyes were cold and bright, as if reflecting the sharp light of the sword: "Royal bloodline? Is that something amazing?"

"Only you, a selfish, vicious and stupid woman, think it is important."

Mr. Mo clapped his hands, and two women came in from outside. One was holding a tray, and the other was wearing strange gloves.

The two of them came to Mr. Mo and said respectfully: "Master."

Mr. Mo nodded and glanced at the Lord of Yongchang County.

The head of Yongchang County had a bad intuition: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, it won't hurt, and you won't die. I have to keep you alive and look good." Mr. Mo said with a smile and turned around to go out.

The woman wearing gloves picked up a delicate knife from the tray, only longer than a finger. The blade was black, the tip was tilted, and the deep light shone with a cold light.

The Lord of Yongchang County was horrified: "Don't, don't come here!"

She wanted to struggle and escape, but found that she could no longer move.

Before, he could still force himself to struggle a few times, but now his hands and feet are completely powerless, and he can only be slaughtered like meat on the table.

His eyes were filled with blood.

……

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe are also very busy. Although Mr. Mo's cloud has never been gone, many things still need to be done.

Mrs. Sun had already moved out of the County Lord's Mansion. She originally wanted to make the Yongchang County Lord angry, so she didn't care to live there.

Governor Sun discussed with Huo Changhe, and Huo Changhe's suggestion was to make a small market that would be open every day.

Governor Sun was stunned, thinking that Huo Changhe would talk about opening a charity hall or academy or something.

What does small market mean?

Huo Changhe explained patiently and thoughtfully attached a drawing: "Look, this is the layout of the mansion. Goods can be placed here and divided into different areas. Meats, vegetables, medicinal materials, etc. can all be put together in the market. When you buy it, you don’t have to run around and you don’t have to be affected by the weather.”

"Rents can be collected separately from stalls, and many people running small businesses can afford the rent. It is also convenient for the government to uniformly manage prices. Prices cannot be raised or lowered, etc."

"The stall fee is used for public expenditure and will also be used for the public in the future."

Governor Sun's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Your Majesty's good plan is really an eye-opener for me."

"This is the princess's wish. I am just conveying it," Huo Changhe couldn't hide his pride. "In addition, the existing things in the house need to be cleared out, and Governor Sun can dispose of them by himself."

Governor Sun was a little embarrassed, but he was also happy.

Although he is the governor, he is not an insatiable person, and he has a wife to help him. Apart from the duties and filial piety that should be paid, he does not touch the people's wealth at all.

This was one of the main reasons why Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu trusted him to hand over Lincheng.

Huo Changhe meant that he could dispose of the things in the county lord's mansion as he pleased, whether he used them for his own use or sold them for money.

This is no small income.

Huo Changhe knew that if he wanted others to do things, there should be some benefits after being busy for so long.

Clean what needs to be cleaned, and release water where there should be water.

Not forgetting the great righteousness, but also having a little selfishness, and being able to face difficulties at critical moments, this is the way to use an official, and only those in high positions dare to use it.

If everyone is like the famous minister Rui Hai, who only pursues ideals, those in power will be afraid.

How could Huo Changhe not know that the best state of the imperial court is to be self-reflective as an official, but it is not easy.

What's more, Huo Changhe didn't want to think too much about it, not even in the current imperial court.

Huo Changhe bid farewell to Governor Sun and returned to his residence. Yan Ruyu was sitting on a chair in front of the window, writing something with a pen.

The golden stream of light enveloped her gently, and a strand of hair fell from her cheek, gently swinging back and forth. Her expression was focused, and she was as beautiful as a person in a painting.

Huo Changhe paused and watched from a distance, not wanting to disturb the beauty of this moment.

There are always many fantastic ideas in her mind, which are novel and interesting, making Huo Changhe amazed and proud.

He wanted to go to the northwest, settle down, and grow old with her in a place where no one would disturb him.

The imperial court in the capital and the chaos and struggles have nothing to do with him.

After Yan Ruyu finished writing the food distribution plan, she also wrote some seed category labels. These seeds were all selected by her from the space, some from the Yiwang Manor, and some from the Wen family.

Anyway, they are all good.

When he looked up, he saw Huo Changhe standing in the yard. He smiled brightly at him and asked, "Has the prince told Governor Sun about the small market?"

Huo Changhe walked into the room: "Well, Governor Sun was so impressed that he immediately ordered someone to do it."

"Written?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, take a look," Yan Ruyu handed him what she had written, and handed him a few seed samples, "These are the seeds I plan to keep."

"I can't match Yu'er's wonderful ideas," Huo Changhe admitted frankly, "I'll just follow what you wrote."

He took a few seeds and said, "This is of good quality. The people around you will definitely have a good harvest next year."

"Your Majesty, does he know about seeds?"

He frankly admitted that he could not write Yan Ruyu's plan, but he took the seeds and took a closer look, which surprised Yan Ruyu.

"Yu'er doesn't know something. In the past, we were not just focused on fighting in the garrison. Sometimes the military rations would inevitably be delayed or something went wrong, so I just thought I could plant them myself. There is a lot of land over there. As long as it is cultivated well and I am willing to put in the effort to plant it, I can still plant it. Produce good food.”

"I have studied a lot, so I naturally know a little bit about seeds." Huo Changhe put down the seeds, "But Yu'er understands this, which surprises me."

He thought that he was a rough man, and whether it was weapons or farm tools, all the work was done by men, but Yan Ruyu was a delicate woman who could have whimsical ideas, but he was reluctant to go to the fields to plant crops.

"I just read some books. I heard from the abbot that some places have an institution specifically for agriculture, which is... similar to a yamen. The people inside are studying how to grow grain and vegetables. The yield is high and the food is delicious. It can solve the problem of food shortage.”

Huo Changhe immediately became very interested: "This is good. Whenever the family has enough food, they will not panic, and the country will be the same."

"This is the truth," Yan Ruyu nodded, "When we get to the northwest, we will take care of it."

"it is good."

Huo Changhe agreed immediately.

While they were discussing happily, the secret guard came in from the outside and said with a slightly solemn expression: "Your Majesty, Princess, something happened."


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