Although there is no direct conflict between the event of killing a chicken and making an example of a monkey and the matter of Dunning money, it can be an official at the feet of the emperor, and its eyes and heart are as clear as a mirror. That's how they became more and more frightened.

Only because, the emperor this is under the ruthless hand, does not recover the national treasury deficit debt, the situation does not give up.

The enemy forces of the northern kingdom are eyeing the border in Dazhao. There are countless soldiers waiting for the supply of food, grass, soldiers and horses. Yan Shu used this reason to recover the debt. He blocked all the people's mouths and made them speechless.

At present, you are enjoying your food and drink in Kyoto, but you still owe the imperial court money, which makes the soldiers who defend the country at the border starved and frozen? Does that make sense?

Naturally, it can't be said, so a group led by Prime Minister Zuo continued to pay off the debt in three days. And this time's repayment almost emptied many rich officials.

In this regard, Yan Shu expressed great joy!

-When Yan Shu walked into the back hall, Su Kui was leaning on the soft collapse, slowly peeling hot sugar fried chestnuts.

The window was wide open, and the cold wind was coming in with snow flakes, which fell on her hair and face. Green bamboo in the vast snow, more and more stand proudly.

"Not cold?" Yan Shu opened his mouth and breathed out a white mist. He took off his cloak and shook off the snow. As soon as the crystal snow touched the warm spring flow in the room, it became a little water stain automatically.

Su Kui put a chestnut in her mouth, chewed it for a few times, and immediately left her mouth full of fragrance, which made her enjoy narrow and long peach blossom eyes, and casually shook her head. "Enjoy the snow, eat wine, and then a few hot chestnuts. The taste of life is qinghuanna --"

Yan Shu gave her a funny squint, and looked at it, and sure enough, there was a pot of wine in front of the small table before the soft collapse, And she is holding the wine cup to consider herself. Occasionally, she puts down the cup, peels a chestnut and puts it into her mouth. Then she squints the fox's sly eyes. It seems that her life is called life.

He walked over and sat down at the side of the table table table. Without Su Kui's help, he took the wine pot and poured a glass. He drank it up with his head up. Then he took a big sigh of relief, which seemed to evaporate together with the depression at the bottom of his heart.

"Comfortable!" He sighed, raised his hand again and poured a cup. The second cup began to sip slowly. When the taste came, he realized later. He looked at her smilingly and jokingly. "You will enjoy it. This autumn dew has not produced much in the whole year. You are not afraid to drink like a cow, nor are you afraid of violence?"

Su Kui poured a mouthful of wine, with some wine stains on his lips. Hearing this, he smiled and peeled chestnuts. He disagreed with him: "you should be happy when you are satisfied with your life. You have been wandering for many years. When you wake up in a dream, you should enjoy the taste of the world."

Said that, she smiled and stopped, glanced at him from the side of her eyes, looked at him from the clear eyes, reflected the leaping candlelight in the clear eyes, then looked at him, "or do you feel hurt?"

The voice loves Jiao, undeniably, Yan Shu's heart has such a moment, the mind and spirit are all attracted by her, only know Zheng Zheng to look at her.

After a while, he was awakened by her laughter and pulled the corners of his lips. He opened his mouth, "since you like it, I still have some bottles. I'll send them to you tomorrow. There are only a few bottles left and right. Why don't you give up?"