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Text Chapter 43: Killing someone! Concubine Xie is snickering in her heart

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    Yang Xiuqing returned to her mansion very late.

    The battle situation in Tianjing has been very stable recently. Lin Haifeng and Hong Xuanjiao commanded the Red Army Teaching Brigade and other Tianjun departments to cooperate with each other and continuously launched small-scale attacks to harass Qingyao's Jiangnan camp. Qingyao was unable to adapt for a while and was no longer as good as before.  That kind of arrogance.  Regarding the Western Expedition, with Shi Dakai personally presiding over it, Jiujiang and Wuchang have been recovered again. Tianjing not only has a solid barrier in the west, but a large amount of money and grain will soon come to help.  In this way, he would have more time to plan and manage Tianjing.

    In the afternoon, he went to the newly built farm and the military quilt factory converted from the weaving camp.  In the quilt factory, he saw many interesting things, such as quilts, hats, shoes, socks for the new army, various belts, gun holsters, and a square cloth pad in the east and west.  It looks like something with cloth straps on both sides. It doesn¡¯t have a name. According to the director of the quilt factory, it is called a mask. It is specially produced for ordnance. It can reduce the chance of poisoning for craftsmen working in harmful places.  .

    No matter where he went, his biggest gain was that from the sincere eyes of each farm worker and female worker, he saw them and their love for him, instead of the simple awe he had before.  All of these people received their first monthly income for the first time just a few days after entering the factory. The money may not be much, but they feel their own value and are even more grateful to the leaders who provided them with opportunities.  When he left, he received a gift from the female workers, two pairs of carefully selected socks and a pair of black open cloth shoes.

    On the way back, Yang Xiuqing stopped by to check out a few shops on the streets.  Now on the streets of Tianjing, not only are there shops owned by the Ministry of Agriculture and Commerce, but also various private businesses are increasing day by day.  Although it doesn't seem very bustling and noisy yet, it has already begun.  All this made him feel that Tianjing was full of vitality again.  He did not go back to his palace directly, but took advantage of the opportunity to pay a visit to the King of Heaven, Hong Xiuquan. He believed that it was necessary to expand the scope of the policy trialled in farms and quilt factories.

    It was almost midnight when I came back from the King of Heaven.  After soaking his tired feet in hot water, before going to bed, Yang Xiuqing put the socks given to him by the female workers on his feet, which made him happy.  This one is better. Unlike the one I just replaced, which is fat and loose, this one also saves the need for straps.  He raised his feet and admired himself for a while, "That Haifeng guy is right. Tianjing should not be a military camp, but a paradise in the minds of the people!" He didn't even take off his socks, so he got in directly.  Under the quilt, I slept comfortably.

    According to the usual practice, when the Eastern King is sleeping, no one dares to disturb him unless there is a major military or national event.  It's not that Wei Changhui didn't know this, but he still arrived at Dongfu.

    At the Dongwangfu Yamen, Wei Changhui described in detail the heinous crimes committed by his brother, and repeatedly stated that such a person should be quartered.  After handing over the bound brother to the Shenhu Yamen, he left. Along the way, he was still thinking about what method he should use to win the favor of Princess Dong.

    When Princess Xie of the East Princess saw her brother's embarrassed appearance, she was almost mad. How could someone so young or old be this bad?  However, when she learned that King Dong had returned to his home, she still did not dare to go see him immediately.  Among the dozen or so princesses in the East Prince's Palace, she is not a person of high status. Even the Queen of the East Palace herself would not dare to go to the East Prince without his invitation. Since that "funny girl" Fu Shanxiang came,  After that, this rule came into being in the mansion.  Although no one has personally witnessed Fu Shanxiang spending the night in Dongwang's palace, everyone thinks that Fu Shanxiang has long been a member of Dongwang, and whether he can be granted the title of Queen Mother is only a matter of appearance and time.

    After finally waiting until dawn, she found out that King Dong had gotten up, so Concubine Xie sent her female officer to King Dong to request an audience.

    Yang Xiuqing had just gotten up, and had already received a report from the internal bodyguard office. Now seeing Concubine Xie crying with snot and tears, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and the scar on his face began to tremble rhythmically.

    He¡¯s going to kill someone!  Concubine Xie snickered in her heart, "Qiansui, the surnamed Wei is not targeting my concubine's brother, he is here for Qiansui. Without King Bei's backing, he wouldn't dare to do this even if he had the courage to do so?  She plopped down on the ground, disheveled her hair and began to show off her "sitting on the ground", "Qiantose Lord canceled the Northern King's command of the Tianjing army. How can he not hold a grudge? He  ¡±

    "Get out!" Yang Xiuqing suddenly yelled and kicked Concubine Xie several times, "What does it have to do with King Bei? Who are you, a stinky bitch? How dare you slander the ministers of the court and interfere in the government's affairs?"

    "Come here!" He then pointed at the knife players who came in in response, "Lock up this damn bitch and deprive her of food for three days. This is simply lawless!"

    "Who are they, making my fourth brother so angry so early in the morning?" followed by a series of crisp wordsWith a sound, Hong Xuanjiao walked in lightly accompanied by Fu Shanxiang.

    Yang Xiuqing glanced at her, raised her eyebrows, and cursed bitterly in her heart, "You damn girl, do you still have the heart to laugh?"

    Hong Xuanjiao looked at Dong Wang up and down, exaggeratedly raised her hands and hid behind Fu Shanxiang, with a mournful face, and begged sadly, "The good Dong Wang is nine thousand years old, my slave just now  I don¡¯t want to laugh, it¡¯s this stinky Shanxiang who is tickling me from behind, and asking the nine-thousand-year-old man to give me a lot of help, please don¡¯t kick me! I¡¯m weak and can¡¯t stand your big kick.¡±

    "Kick you?" Yang Xiuqing was angry, "Shanxiang, give me the sword, it will be strange if I don't cut this stinky girl's tongue."

    Hong Xuanjiao giggled, and approached Dong Wang coquettishly, "Brother, if you are willing, there is a sword here, sister. You can get it yourself."

    "Okay, okay, I don't want to fool around with you anymore." Yang Xiuqing sighed, turned around and sat on the throne, "Why are you here so early in the morning? You're not here to watch the fun, are you?"

    Hong Xuanjiao did not answer his question, but casually found a chair to sit on, watching Fu Shanxiang smacking his tongue, "Oh, I just met a lot of people hurriedly going to work along the way, and they didn't even finish their sentences.  If you praise someone endlessly, sister, guess who it is?"

    Fu Shanxiang seemed to have thought about it seriously, "It can't be your sister Xuanjiao, right? The heroine, the general, protects us so that we can live peacefully every day."

    "Hey, my sister is real and fake. How can anyone praise me? It's not enough to scold me. If you catch this today and that tomorrow, you will offend others." Hong Xuanjiao pouted, looking helpless.

    Fu Shanxiang chuckled, "Who could it be?"

    "Forget it, seeing how stupid you are, I won't ask you to guess." Hong Xuanjiao waved her hand and stood up, "It's the Nine Thousand Years Old King of the East. I don't have time now. If I have time, I really have to write a script."  Son, sing well, um the name of the play is 'Happiness will not forget our heaven, and we will live for nine thousand years.' What do you think, sister, is it good enough?"

    "Okay, okay, my sister and I will write together when we have time." Fu Shanxiang shouted happily.

    Looking at the double act performed by the two girls in front of him, Yang Xiuqing calmed down a little.

    He likes Hong Xuanjiao because a girl has the fearlessness of a man.  He also likes Fu Shanxiang, not only because of her beauty, but also because of her talent.  She hasn't been around for a long time, but she is like a broom, silently cleaning up the remnants she left behind.  If he is not attracted to a young and beautiful girl at all, then he must not be a man.  Yang Xiuqing was tempted. It was easy for him to capture Fu Shanxiang.  But he is not as others imagine. He is a human being, not a beast.  His love for Fu Shanxiang comes more from an elder's love for a child, even though he is only in his early thirties

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