After the villains heard my voice, they all lost their composure.

When the prince returned to the mansion, Yan Mu'an noticed the changes in the people in the mansion. These people worked honestly when the prince was away, and there was nothing wrong with it. But when the prince came back today, he could clearly feel that the people in the mansion were walking more briskly. The expression on his face became much more relaxed, and even Caihe sighed with emotion, "The prince is back, and everyone feels more at ease."

"With the prince's absence, you don't feel at ease?"

These words hurt her heart so much.

Caihe smiled and said, "It's practical. The princess is here, but after the prince comes back, he will take care of the outside affairs. The princess only has to take care of the inner house. How gentle."

"The prince is not here, so the princess has to worry more."

Yan Mu'an sighed, "Don't be too happy too early. The chaos is starting to happen now. The prince will not stay in the mansion for too long. He will lead troops to go on an expedition next time. That's when I am most worried about that errand."

After making arrangements for things outside, he turned around and returned to the inner courtyard. He didn't wake up until the sun had set, feeling that he had slept very soundly.

"woke up?"

Yan Mu'an was lying on the rocking chair eating fruit. He didn't stand up when he saw the king getting up. "Come back to your senses and eat some fruit. We'll have dinner soon."

She was still a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she knew how to pretend, unlike the widowed king who couldn't pretend, and the slightest discomfort showed on her face.

He sat down next to her, holding a piece of fruit in his hand but not eating it. He held it in for a while before he finally managed to say, "Are you okay while I'm away?"

"What do you say?"

Yan Mu'an sat up and said, "Without you, everything has been left to me. Everything at home and outside, big and small, is all mine. How difficult it is for me."

"You didn't write the letter home because you missed me. You wrote it because you asked me to. How many words of care for me are there in it?"

"Can a sentence of 'well, my princess' mean everything?"

She is not a stupid elder sister who works silently. She can speak out even if she has done three points. She outputs like crazy for a while, and the king feels very guilty. At this time, Yan Muan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's all over. Now that you're back, Then you can take care of things outside."

"You have to remember my kindness. If you look around the world, who will take care of you wholeheartedly and put you at the top of my heart like me? Everything you want will be done for you."

The widowed king nodded solemnly, "I know you have worked hard these days. You know everything you do and remember it in your heart."

"Ah."

Yan Muan raised his eyes and said, "You must remember not to do anything sorry for me."

"Will not."

Seeing that he had a good attitude, Yan Mu'an stood up and said to him: "Let's go and eat. After dinner, I will tell you about the current situation. You know what's going on."

The widowed king got up and walked beside Yan Mu'an. Suddenly he realized that he didn't seem to have any say at home and had to obey the princess's arrangements. What should I say?

It feels pretty good.

The dishes on the dinner table were all carefully prepared by the cook. The widowed king showed off three bowls of rice, and Yan Muan gave the cook a reward. After dinner, while eating in the garden, Yan Muan slowly told him everything that happened in Yongcheng after she left. There aren't many things, it's just that Zhang Yuanwai and others want to compete, spies are everywhere, the yamen does things for the people, etc., they are all in the past and there is no need to focus on them.

"The emperor came here before, for the mine under the ancestral tomb, but I have no idea how it was solved. At this moment, there are still dozens of spies detained in the prison cells in the mansion."

"Now Yongcheng is operating smoothly. Third Master Yong is now Uncle Chengxiang. He is very attentive to his work and doesn't have much to worry about."

"I'm worried that you're short of food, so I've ordered people to prepare it so that you're prepared."

It was an understatement, but the king knew that it was not easy to accomplish these things, "I have worked hard for you these days."

"Okay."

Yan Mu'an wanted to say that it wasn't too hard, after all, she just had to lie down and think about what she wanted to do, and then give the instructions, but she wouldn't tell the prince like that.

"How are you? Didn't you say you were going to be a mercenary? Why did you end up in a chaotic place?"

The prince was undefended in front of her. After telling him the misplaced and exaggerated news, Yan Muan felt that it shouldn't be done. There were many princes in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Which one was weak?

"After a hundred years of fighting, there haven't been a few powerful forces?"

This question was strange to the King at first. The reason why he did not doubt the authenticity of the earlier news was because Cang Nan Tai had so many people. After hundreds of years of melee, he could still get a few powerful people out. Only after he was called in did he find out. , "There has been constant fighting, and the people have hardly had a chance to recuperate."

"There are a few good people, but only a small number of them are good. When those people knew that they would belong to Southern Qi and end the war, they immediately returned to their hometowns and were busy dividing the land. From this year to the end of next year, the court will not impose taxes. , there won’t be any taxes, they can just live their lives hard.”

Yan Muan sighed, the people who suffered the most from the war were the civilians.

“Where will the money come from if it is not collected?”

She said that the emperor had found a gold mine, "but it's not too much, and the underground river is too variable, so the time to dig for gold is limited."

Yongchang said that Yongyu had demarcated a large area, and the emperor had decided to move all the people in the northernmost area. They should have started to move there. After they arrived, they had to build houses and prepare for next year's spring plowing, and there was not much time.

Yan Mu'an didn't know anything about this news. Although it was her suggestion, the emperor didn't respond after receiving the letter, which shows that her plan to enclose her own land failed.

As soon as he mentioned his original plan, he sighed, "There is no one in hand, so there is nothing we can do."

"Such a great opportunity slipped away before your eyes. You could see it, but you couldn't eat it."

This is not a problem for the king. "There are many people who have retired in the army, and some are still somewhat disabled, but they can still work. If you need me to make arrangements for you, please bring a message to Yong Yu and let him Just circle a piece of land for you, and you only need two experienced stewards."

Yan Muan's eyes immediately lit up. She really had a suitable candidate in hand, and that was Sister Zhou.

Sister Zhou definitely has the ability to control a large area of ​​land, and can also be the director of the Women's Office. "I will send a message to Yong Yu first, and you can help me arrange people."

"Take me with you when you return to Beijing."

The widowed king nodded, the sky gradually darkened, and the two slowly turned back to the courtyard. On the way, Yan Muan's eyes always glanced at the widowed king's waist intentionally or unintentionally. He had lost a lot of weight, and he didn't know if his abdominal muscles were still there. Whether he was here or not, he didn't even look carefully when he was taking a shower today.

Her gaze was not concealed at all, and the prince felt a little nervous for no reason. He felt that he was about to be tested, so he pinched his waist quietly and made sure that there was no problem before he felt relieved.