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Chapter Fourteen

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    Fu Li looked at Jiang Yan a little differently.

    When eating in the dining hall, Jiang Yan can feel a gaze cast from behind; when reading and practicing calligraphy in the library, there is also a gaze cast from the side;  Reading, the white-clothed boy stood with his sword in his arms, his probing eyes cast through the cracks in the leaves and the moonlight.

    Fu Li paid close attention to her all the time, as if he got a new toy, but his eyes were no longer cold and arrogant, but with an elusive temperature.

    Jiang Yan occasionally noticed his search, looking back at the past, Fu Li would look away as if nothing had happened, and lowered his eyes to busy with the matter at hand.  When she turned her head away, he continued to wait and see.

    In short, it is very disturbing.

    School was over that day, and Jiang Yan deliberately stayed until the end before leaving. Fu Li did not move, as if he was fighting an invisible struggle with her.

    In summer, the scorching sun is like fire, and the green shade outside the window is so dry that it loses moisture. The cicadas sing one after another, and the noise is long.  The bamboo curtains hanging from all sides in the hall are like a barrier, shutting out all the sounds and heat waves, leaving only the refreshing shade.

    Anyway, the lecturers and teaching assistants have all left, and there is no one idle in the library. Jiang Yan propped her forehead with one hand, leaned on the desk, turned her head to look at Fu Li who was practicing calligraphy, and showed a pair of smiling eyes from behind the scroll.  eye.

    The midsummer sun poured in through the gaps in the bamboo curtains, leaving a narrow streak of golden powder-like light in Fu Li's eyes. When he raised his eyes, the light penetrated into the bottom of his eyes, like the shadow of a deep moon in a cold pool.  He was wearing a light and elegant summer Confucian uniform, but he couldn't hide the heroism in his eyes, like a young Confucian general.

    Jiang Yan broke the silence: "Does Mr. Fu have anything to say?"

    Fu Li's nib of Xingyun Liushui paused, leaving a ball of ink stains on the rice paper.

    This person is really awkward. Every time he has something to say, he is always reluctant to speak first.  Jiang Yan held the scroll in her hand and tapped the tip of her nose, thinking: What's the use of just staring at me, could there be an answer on my face?

    Just as he was thinking, Fu Li put down his pen slowly, looked sideways at her for a moment, and asked, "What exactly did you write about that day?"

    Fu Li thought that "Tian Fu Lun" was not a failure, but for some reason, Jiang Yan, who had always been at a disadvantage, won the first prize.

    Jiang Yan replied: ""The Great Ming Dynasty Achievement Verification Theory"."

    "Of course I know what you're talking about." Fu Li put his hands on his knees, looked ahead and said, "I don't understand. Compared with the previous dynasty, the performance evaluation strategy of this dynasty is very perfect. I don't know what else to talk about."

    "Very perfect?" Jiang Yan giggled non-stop on the desk, her untied hair poured down her shoulders, flowing like a clear spring, making her even more beautiful.

    Such a woman, at first glance, will always be impressed by her overly delicate face and perverted temperament. It is inevitable that she will be branded as a 'beautiful woman', and Fu Li is no exception.  But I don't know when it started, maybe when she practiced arrows until her hands were covered with scars, or maybe when she beat her for the first time, Fu Li's focus on her changed a little.

    Jiang Yan laughed unsteadily. Seeing Fu Li looking at her without saying a word, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked, "Do you know what is the standard for most of my performance appraisals for local officials?"

    Fu Li answered: "The Tang Dynasty used the 'four goodness' as the assessment standard, and emphasized the character and morality of officials. In our dynasty, we have improved, and we have made improvements based on the prosperity of the people and the abundance of grain depots, and we have paid attention to the actual achievements of officials."

    "That's right." Jiang Yan nodded, then turned her eyes, looked at Fu Li and said, "Then let me ask you, how can we count as the prosperity of the people and the abundance of grain depots?"

    "The people will not be displaced. The old have something to rely on, and the young have something to eat, which is called 'the people are rich'; a state capital with a grain tax of 80,000 shi a year, and a county with 30,000 shi are called 'grain depots are abundant'."

    Jiang Yan smiled: "Then do you know that every year during the autumn and winter assessments, how many state and county officials would not hesitate to mobilize government soldiers to drive away the beggars who were victims of the disaster in the city, and put these ragged, dying children in the cold and windy season?"  The people from the city were driven out of the city and to neighboring counties, just to claim credit for their superiors by creating the illusion of 'the people are prosperous and prosperous and healthy'? In such a cold season, if there is heavy snowfall, the wilderness across the city will freeze to death  How many people, and these, did the censor in charge of the assessment know? Even if they survived by chance, they will soon be assessed by a neighboring county, so these beggars and refugees will be driven out again."

    Fu Li was speechless.

    Jiang Yan said again: "Do you also know that the people's exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes are so heavy that they can fill the stomachs of corrupt officials and then fill the granary of the state government?"

    It was a lower world that Fu Li had never imagined.  In the bottom world, tigers and wolves run rampant, human lives are like worthless things, and lowly people are like ants??He was silent for a while, and then asked: "If the tyranny is really fierce, why has no one reported it?"

    "The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Most of them died before they could make it through the long journey to report. Mr. Fu was born in an official and aristocratic family.  There are few courts."

    Jiang Yan propped her forehead and said casually, "If it's about strategizing and balancing the court, I'm not as good as you; but when it comes to disaster relief and flood control in local and state capitals, you're not as good as me. I have never seen many silk jewels, fairy music, singing and dancing in Yingtian Mansion,  Have you ever seen insects, ants, and grasshoppers coming like dark clouds during natural disasters? It¡¯s ridiculous that my father opened a warehouse every year to help the victims of disasters who fled from neighboring counties. He never drove them away, but suffered because of it.  Ranked last."

    Fu Li straightened his back slightly, looking at her with more focused and deep eyes.  After a long time, his pale lips parted slightly, and he asked calmly: "Most authorities like to whitewash the peace and don't listen to bad advice. If you expose the wound like this, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to yourself?"

    "Afraid, who isn't afraid?" Jiang Yan chuckled, then squinted her smart eyes, and said slowly, "I observed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for a long time before writing, and I saw that he is humble, polite and a gentleman.  He dared to write it. Furthermore, Li Chenlu used a beauty trick in the examination room, but the crown prince was not tricked, so it can be seen that he is not a fool."

    She can figure it out.

    Fu Li twitched the corner of his mouth, and before he could smile, he heard Jiang Yan quietly add: "Besides, if something really happened to me, wouldn't there still be the jade left by your grandfather?"

    Jiang Yan's original intention was to use the kindness of this piece of jade in exchange for her own safety, and it fell into Fu Li's ears, to the point where she felt a little pampered and coquettish, as if relying on her marriage contract with her, she could do whatever she wanted.

    It's not unscrupulous, it's within the range I can tolerate.

    Fu Li commented secretly in his heart, the eyes he looked at her were not as sharp as the vanguard.  He was inexplicably happier, and he took up the pen and spread the paper to practice calligraphy again, and said in a low voice: "Are you so sure that I will protect you?"

    Hearing this, Jiang Yan felt a little strange, and thought: Father's debt should be paid by the son, and the kindness owed by your grandfather should be repaid by Fu Shoufu. What does it have to do with you, Fu Li?

    However, this thought only swirled in her mind once before it was forgotten by her.

    When she got excited, Jiang Yan joked unscrupulously: "If your Fu family doesn't agree to help me, I'll hug His Highness the Prince's thigh. Climbing up to him is much more useful than climbing up to your Fu family."

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    Fu Li coldly pinched the pen in his hand, and the warmth that had finally gathered in his eyes dissipated completely.

    ? Jiang Yan was big-minded. Instead of being frightened, she asked in confusion, "Did Mr. Fu buy fakes? I saw that you broke several sticks recently.

    Pen¡­¡­"

    Before the words fell, Wei Jinghong abandoned the image of Mr. Pianpian and hurried over all the way, and said to Jiang Yan: "I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you still here? Hurry up and dress up, the eunuch in charge of the Eastern Palace has come to deliver the crown prince's order, call for a roll call  Summon Jiang Yan!"

    "Summon me?" Jiang Yan pointed at herself with a look of astonishment.

    The sky was covered by clouds, and Fu Li's eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadows, turning into ice sculptures again.

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    Fu Li (looks at the prince coldly): Friend's wife, don't play!

    Prince (at a loss):  what?  whose wife?

    Thank you Wenquan for mine~

    Thanks to cheryl, eating, eating, sleeping, Yanzi, Dongniang, frightened bird, etc. for feeding the nutrient solution ~ (remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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