Ma'am, I'm afraid when you come [AA]

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Chapter 44: In this world, it will not be broken, and it will not stand. ......

"Okay, I'm nosy. Xiao Mingchen stood up and turned his head to pay the bill, "It's important to save my life, I'll go back and stay honestly, don't dare to ignore the northwest government affairs."

Xia Feng couldn't help laughing, bent over the table, and shouted jokingly: "Stop, come back."

Xiao Mingchen really obediently stood and sat back in his place: "I'm really here to sow discord, I don't know what the marshal is going to do?" "

Look at what you're going to provoke," Xia Feng pretended to be serious, "If you separate the military heart and provoke me and the generals, stay with me in the future, I watch you day and night, so that you can't make any moves." If you want to pick up the wine bags of the corpses, go ahead, I can't find the stubble to clean them up.

Xiao Mingchen made her laugh at her serious nonsense: "Yes, you are the main general in the army, the subordinate subordinates, and the small half are from the nobles of the Longyou family." Although they are loyal and do their best to serve you, behind their backs are the family, and the interests of all parties are intertwined.

"That's right," Xia Feng sighed, "This is part of the reason why I put up with them until now, these families are like towering trees, up and down, pulling the whole body."
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she finished speaking, she grabbed Xiao Mingchen's arm, looked at his handsome face from the bottom up, and carefully admired it for a while: "Are you talking to me about how to move the foundation of the northwest?" Your Highness, you really came to disturb the army's heart.

Xiao Mingchen lowered his head and rubbed his cheeks with her: "The family clan is not the foundation of the northwest, it is a hidden danger."

"What do you say? Xia Feng tilted his head.

"The Xia family is the lord of the northwest, but, A Feng. If you want to change the decree and rectify the whole world, can you do it all according to your wishes? Can only the people of the Northwest be considered?

Xiao Mingchen paused for a few moments and said slowly: "Salt and iron coins are the lifeblood of the country, and the selection of meritocracy is related to the stability of the society. But now? A century-old dynasty, a thousand-year-old family. This blue sky above his head was half muddled by the door valve reading. When

Xia Feng heard this, Yingxiu's brows frowned slightly, and his knuckles rhythmically tapped the table, silent for a long time.

These words entered her heart. Xia Feng said in the Northwest Camp, the Northwest Army is ironclad, but it does not mean that the eight northwestern states can also be twisted into a rope.

She has been in the military camp since she was a child, and no one is superior to leading the battle. But since three years ago, the old Duke Xia Yi felt that he was unable to catch up, and gradually gave up, and the military and political affairs were all smashed on the head of Xia Feng, who was a new official.

She is talented, but after all, it is not this piece of material. Forced to drive ducks to the shelves, can only barely maintain stability, some understanding of the various hidden dangers under the undercurrent, but there is no way to start, there is no way to find a solution.

These words, Gongchen also said. Xia Feng's brows furrowed even tighter, "This is not only a hidden danger in the northwest, but also a hidden danger in the entire Daqing. No, it's no longer a hidden danger, isn't the chaotic government of the Wang family a good example? For thousands of years, the court of the Central Plains has changed, but the family is too big to fall. This pack of jackals has long begun to devour the lord.

"The scourge of the clan is not a one-day disaster, and it will not be easy to solve it completely. Xiao Mingchen moved closer to her, his slender fingers were clearly knotted, and he tapped her eyebrows with a trace of coolness, "But the problem of bad money in the northwest has surfaced and must be solved." If it drags on, the contradiction will only become sharper.

"Alas. Xia Feng held his slightly cool fingers, dragged the person closer to him by the way, and leaned into the hard and thin shoulder socket of His Royal Highness King Ning, "I'm not unaware, but bad money is not a trivial matter, it is very involved, and it is difficult to start." Fan Gongchen's waist is not hard, and it is okay to be a peacemaker. Let him go and confront the family clan head-on, it is better to kill him.

"Mr. Fan has been in charge of government affairs for many years, and his reputation is there, and this matter must be his, but he really can't confront the clan alone, and this is not the great marshal you." Xiao Mingchen stretched out his hand to hold her slender waist, "Why do you think you have lost weight?"

"Annoys my dad." Xia Feng leaned back, she was already thin, and she was a slender and beautiful daughter in women's clothes. It's just that the armor does not leave his body on weekdays, and Xia Dashuai cuts people to be majestic, so few people will measure Xia Feng with the eyes of a normal woman.

She was a little confused, so she asked suspiciously: "How did I come?" I can't take a direct stand on this. "

If Xia Feng directly announced that he would take back the right of the family clan to make coins indiscriminately, it is estimated that this group of people would dare to rebel against the halberd of the Xia family army on the spot.

"You just have to be your manager and show your attitude when it matters. Xiao Mingchen smiled and said, "If the marshal can be trusted, I will come."

Xia Feng turned his head to look at him, and his eyes revealed a bit of malice: "Your Highness, do you know how the rumors outside spread, can you think about it?" Since

returning to the Northwest Camp, Xiao Mingchen has served tea and poured water every day, grinded and sorted out, and is on call. In addition to His Royal Highness King Ning's sour and rotten nature, he strictly abided by the rules, and refused to warm up the table at night, when he really talked and counted, he served her as a small house before and after the saddle.

It is very comfortable to have someone to serve, especially if the person who serves is still like a fairy and rich learner. Not only does it act as a small house, but it is also a free document, and even Xia Feng can give two opinions if he is undecided.

The army is boring, and anything trivial can fly all over the sky. In particular, the manager hid a man brightly, and the two were inseparable during the day, and within two days they were known to everyone and even made up a book of the two's words.

Xiao Mingchen pulled out a book of 'The Second and Third Matters of His Royal Highness and the Female General' from in front of Xia Feng's case, flipped through it roughly, ignored her teasing, and just laughed: "I didn't expect that there are so many papers in the northwest, and the words book can be bought and sold in a book."

"Although the northwest is poor, there is still no shortage of paper. Xia Feng held his finger and stayed on the last two pages, "Look, there are also villains, which paint you so ugly." His

Royal Highness King Ning completely ignored her teasing, his fingers touched the villain in the painting, and his mouth was serious: "For thousands of years, the Hanmen tribe has no way to seek the way, and it has a lot to do with paper. Bamboo silk is expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to use it. But today is by no means the past, when people can afford to buy paper and read books.

Seeing that people were completely out of the way, Xia Feng reached out and grabbed a few strands of his hanging hair, circling his fingers: "They all say that I am deviant, and I see that you are a person full of rules who are really deviant." Not only that, Your Highness, have you studied hard since childhood, just to turn against him when you grow up?

"Daqing's luck is exhausted, and if you can't save it, it's better to give up directly." Xiao Mingchen rescued his torn hair, held her shoulders, and his eyes were deep: "I hope that one day, human life will no longer be like grass and mustard, and there will be no more war in the mountains and rivers." Cold farmers have a way to serve the country, and fairness and justice can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

He slowly spit out the last sentence word by word: "A Feng, in this world, it is not broken or established."

Xia Feng looked directly into his focused eyes, which contained tenacity and hope. In the past, his eyebrows were always filled with melancholy, but at this moment, the melancholy was mixed with light, leaving only a shadow of nothingness.

The death of his father and brother and the mystery of his mother plunged into Xiao Mingchen's heart. But whether it was wind or rain, he caught a ray of light in the darkness of the dark sky, and since then he has been unhindered by wind or rain, vowing to break through this black cloudy world.

"I've been wondering these days whether all these rules and manners that exist today were unreasonable from the beginning, or whether they were correct in the first place, but people are changing all the time, and it is unreasonable to change.

Xiao Mingchen's fingers on her shoulders tightened slightly, pulling people into his arms: "The ancestors have been groping, and each dynasty and generation has been building and dying in groping, but all this is moving in a good direction."

Xia Feng agreed in his heart, but he hooked his lips and chuckled, and pushed the person away with skill: "Your Highness, while saying that the rules and etiquette are bullshit, while pulling "Mencius" with me, it is too duplicitous, right?"

Xiao Mingchen was lonely and had nowhere to pour out, it was rare for a person who could speak his heart, and when he was talking about emotion, he was inexplicably stunned: "When did I talk to you about Mencius?"

"Do you want me to remind you, flying."The night of the Eagle Division. Xia Feng glanced at him strangely, imitating his flat tone in a colorful voice: "You and I have not yet married, but you must not marry, men and women live in the house, and the great of people."

"I..." Xiao Mingchen was full of pride and ran away instantly, looking at her embarrassedly, the red glow crept up to her ears, and Gu left and right said others: "Is Mr. Fan in the camp?" He seemed to have been a little prejudiced against me, and I went to talk to him. "

It should be in. Xia Feng returned to his original chair, resumed the hanging Langdang at the beginning, and waved his hand like an uncle: "Go, Fan Gongchen comes from a humble background, and he hates the family family deeply, and it is indeed appropriate for him to do this."

Xia Feng saw him out of the camp, and his heart was also in a mess, so he didn't think much about it, and took a few documents he left behind to carefully review.

Xiao Mingchen's move is to interfere in the northwest government affairs, and he is also taking advantage of the momentum of coach Xia Feng to forcibly intervene.

The generals in the army looked at the big grin, in fact, they were very exclusive, and most of them had contempt for His Royal Highness King Ning, the little white face that descended from heaven.

Fan Pu's opinion of him is not ordinarily big, and Xiao Mingchen is afraid that he will have to waste his mind just by persuading Fan Pu.

But this matter Xia Feng is really difficult to interfere in, can only watch him do it from afar, and then provide a little extra support behind his back, which may not work.

Xia Feng has always been impatient, and after forcibly reading a few official documents, his hands are itchy, and he just wants to go out and drag a few people to compare and compare.

I don't know which new aide didn't get the hang of it, a document came down, hundreds of words were all touted. She was so angry that she almost tore it after reading it, stood up and fished out her sword, and was about to go out to arrest people and fight.

"Miss! Qian Shan broke into the military tent with a gray face, saw Xia Feng walking out, and said breathlessly, "Found it, found it, do you have something to go out?"

Xia Feng stopped, turned around and sat back, threw her a cup of cold tea, suddenly remembered that this cup was used by King Ning, took it back, and gave her his own: "Tell me about it."

"When the Holy Lady Huairu danced in the Anshan Hunting Palace, it was indeed a conspiracy. The saint's identity in the Central Plains is the dancer of the Flower Dance Building, which is a folk teaching workshop, 'Hua Ru' should be just a stage name, she may not have a Central Plains name.

Qian Shan sat on the ground, finished pouring a cup of herbal tea, and raised his hand to pour himself a cup: "That teaching workshop is the Wang family's business." According to the surviving old lady, when the saint first entered the building, she spoke very lame Chinese, and usually rarely communicated with people, but only devoted herself to dancing. Because she was born beautiful and honest, she did not let the girls in the same workshop bully. "

Isn't this an official..." Xia Feng felt disrespectful, swallowed the remaining word back into his stomach, and urged, "Don't talk nonsense, talk to the point." How could a woman enter such a place for no reason? "

To put it bluntly, the folk sect is the Qinglou, and most of the women are after the offenders.

The old lady said that she was personally sent in by Wang Mao. Qian Shan said, "Wang Mao often goes to see her, and takes more photos." But...... That kind of place, you know, the holy girl and Muna said little, it is estimated that life is not good. "

Qian Shan," Xia Feng called her softly, and then fell silent for a long time, as if talking to himself, "Actually, I have always been very strange, even if the young Xiao Mingchen has the protection of the first emperor, it is actually easy for Wang Mao to kill him. Why was he allowed to grow up? "