From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 149

After the recovery of Lin'an Prefecture, people's livelihood needs to be restored and order needs to be re-established, especially the restoration of the gambling houses in the south of the city. The situation is very complicated and needs to be considered from all aspects.

In addition, Kuixingfang was severely damaged, and the people in it suffered an unexpected disaster, and compensation is needed.

The previous team of Lin'an Prefecture, including Lin'an Prefect Xu Cunzhong, were involved in rebellion and are still temporarily detained, so all major government offices are short of staff.

Zhou Yuan also helped Li Zhaolu with ideas, so he was busy until the fourth day of August, and then he had time to sit down and chat with them.

Just talking about the possibility of being transferred to the Central Plains to kill the bandits, Zhao Jianjia and others couldn't stand it.

After everyone left, Li Zhaolu went to work again. What he had to do had just begun. .

Xiong Kuohai frowned and said, "Master Zhou, forgive me for being blunt, but His Majesty will never send you to the Central Plains."

"Your foundation is too shallow, you still need to grow, you still need to train your own team, and you still need to slowly get in touch with the military camp. No matter from which aspect, you are not qualified to lead troops to eliminate bandits."

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "I know, this time I will most likely have two positions, either the Southern Pacification Envoy or transferred to Shenjing."

Xiong Kuohai stared and asked in confusion, "Then what did you just say...you may very likely go to the Central Plains, and what a real man is not afraid of life and death..."

Zhou Yuan rolled his eyes and said, "Is it okay if I'm just kidding? Mind your own business."

He couldn't help laughing again, and said with a fist: "Master Xiong, we are both son-in-laws, please understand."

Xiong Kuohai was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, laughing.

"Master Zhou, I wish you all the best, I'll leave first."

He stretched and said, "I have to go back to Qianhu Office and reorganize the team here, and wait for Ye Mian to come back, and then hand it over to him."

The two looked at each other, and seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, and couldn't help laughing.

It was late in the evening and night fell.

Zhao Jianjia was worried at the dinner table and had been sitting there in a daze.

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? I see you're always distracted."

Zhao Jianjia said "Ah", then shook her head and said: "Nothing, just thinking about something, by the way, have you seen Ningyue?"

"Not yet."

Zhou Yuan said slowly: "Uncle Xue's coming here is an important secret. There are too many people watching me, so I dare not go to see him easily. After the war, I was busy helping Li Zhaolu deal with things, and I didn't finish it until this afternoon."

Zhao Jianjia said: "You go and see Ningyue, she is sick. She was sick the morning before yesterday after she heard that you were missing. She didn't hold on."

Speaking of this, her face became more worried, and she sighed bitterly: "Ningyue was originally weak. She was seriously ill for several months before, and she helped you take care of Baiyan Tower before she recovered. Then she came here, and she has never had a good rest."

"She fell down after a stimulation the day before yesterday. She was cold and tired, and her condition was very bad."

Zhou Yuan nodded and said: "It's time to go see her. It's really hard to follow Uncle Xue all the way here."

So he went to the backyard, and didn't go to see Xue Changyue first, but went directly to Ningyue's boudoir.

She has been here for so long, but he hasn't seen her specifically, and he hasn't said a few words. He really feels guilty.

Zhou Yuan knocked on the door gently, and a spirited voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

The door opened, and Chu Wanping was radiant and energetic, holding an empty bowl in her left hand.

"Ah, it's the young master!"

Chu Wanping quickly put down the bowl and said softly: "Young master, please come in, I will pour tea for you."

Zhou Yuan smiled bitterly: "Okay Wanping, you are not a maid, why do you call yourself a maid?"

Chu Wanping lowered her head and whispered: "If I can be a maid for the young master, it will be a blessing for Wanping."

Zhou Yuan said: "How is Ningyue's condition?"

He didn't dare to answer this question directly. He didn't need a maid at the moment. After all, he already had Ziyuan, who was still living in Qu Ling's manor. He probably had to coax her next time they met.

"Not optimistic, her body is very weak, and she needs to find a master of Xinglin to help her heal."

Chu Wanping's voice was filled with inexplicable regret.

Zhou Yuan said: "You go and do your work first, I'll talk to her."

"Hmm..."

She couldn't hide her disappointment in her eyes, bowed deeply, and walked away slowly.

Zhou Yuan walked in, sat by the bed, and saw Ningyue who had fallen asleep, and felt a little sad in his heart.

Compared to Chu Wanping's radiant face, Ningyue's face was so pale and haggard.

I remember that when she was making friends at the Yunzhou Poetry Festival, she was very energetic, with sweet dimples and a youthful and lovely face, always revealing a lively and lively look.

Now, she is like the girl in "Dream of Red Mansions".Lin Daiyu, who was always weak and sickly.

A few months of wasting time in the secular world almost changed her appearance.

Life is long, and people will always experience some lows in their long lives.

Zhou Yuan came to this world and also experienced lows in Yunzhou, but at that time Ningyue chose to believe in herself without hesitation, which gave her great motivation.

The woman who stood at the foot of the city wall and watched him go, now looked haggard.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, reached out and gently touched her face.

Delicate, delicate, but cold, as if she had lost her vitality.

"Hmm..."

As if she felt something, Xue Ningyue slowly opened her eyes. The moment she saw Zhou Yuan, there was more spirit in her eyes, and she wanted to sit up immediately.

Zhou Yuan quickly supported her and whispered, "Be careful, don't bump into something when you're sick."

"Brother Zhou..."

Xue Ningyue's eyes were like water, she smiled lightly, and whispered, "I'm not that weak, I just caught a cold, I'll be fine in a few days."

Seeing her trying hard, Zhou Yuan was moved, pinched her nose, and said, "I haven't come to see you for so many days, do you blame me?"

Xue Ningyue quickly said, "How could this be? Brother Zhou is doing big things, he's already very busy, why does he have to take time out to see me. As long as Brother Zhou is doing well and safe, Ningyue will be satisfied."

"Silly girl, people who are easily satisfied will never get the best."

Zhou Yuan shook his head and smiled.

Xue Ningyue was very serious, with clear eyes, and said: "But it can make Brother Zhou feel more relaxed. The situation in Liangjiang is so complicated, and this battle is so difficult. Brother Zhou seems to be sure of victory, but he is probably under a lot of pressure in his heart."

"You are already so tired, how can Ningyue cause trouble to Brother Zhou again."

Zhou Yuan was silent and did not speak.

He was just thinking. This time the situation in Liangjiang was perfectly resolved. Everyone was busy being happy and seemed to be unaware of being tired or not.

Only Ningyue first cared about whether I was tired or not, and whether I was under a lot of pressure.

Many people care about how high you fly, but there is always someone who only cares about whether you are tired or not, and whether you are happy or not.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but hold her in his arms and whispered: "Ningyue, it is my blessing to meet you."

Xue Ningyue opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say, but her eyes were a little red.