After returning to the county government office, Jiang Mingyu was still in a daze.

All he could think about was the figure of the woman he had seen at Liu's house before.

The girl in purple was so pretty, standing in the snowy courtyard like a flash of splendor from the desert.

Her long black hair flows down like ink, her delicate face is so beautiful, her eyebrows are as thin as distant mountains, her eyes are flowing, her exquisite nose is upright, and her small mouth is slightly raised.

Her snow-white skin is more delicate and fairer than the snow in the sky. Her slim waist and jade hands are like willow branches swaying gently in the wind.

She stood quietly like that, exuding an indescribable graceful charm, like a fairy from the sky, or like Chang'e floating down from the moon palace.

Even though Jiang Mingyu had gone through two romantic lives, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva again and again, and could hardly move his eyes away.

Although he was shocked at just one glance, he still learned the woman's name from Liu Xi's door - Liu Yifei.

However, Liu Yifei was about to distribute food to the people at that time. She just nodded slightly to Jiang Mingyu and disappeared into the falling snow.

Jiang Mingyu was a little lost in thought and murmured to himself: "Looking at Qingren City and then at Qingren Country, she is really a stunning beauty."

That night, Jiang Mingyu met Liu Yifei again in his dream. The two of them walked in the sunny spring fields, with the breeze blowing on their faces and the fragrance of flowers. Liu Yifei smiled as brightly as a flower, chatting and laughing with Jiang Mingyu, walking among the wild flowers. The farther they walked, the more they walked.

Further and further away, until there is no trace left.

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Mingyu felt that the whole world had become better. Except for quietly changing his pants, everything was so intoxicating and full of hope. Liu Yifei's smile still lingered in his mind, and Jiang Mingyu couldn't help but think to himself.

, how great it would be to see her again in this life.

In the next few days, Jiang Mingyu has been busy supervising the work of repairing the house. What makes Murong Tuxluo happy is that after three days of repairs, the originally dilapidated and leaky county government office was finally repaired.

Carloads of coal were continuously transported to Tenglong County and Zhoucheng. King Qi seemed to have settled down, and everything was developing in a good direction.

On this day, Jiang Mingyu sent Murong Tuxluo to Qinglong Village to train the thirty selected civilians in martial arts. Jiang Mingyu was supervising the repair work on the street when Liu Yifei, who had not seen him for many days, suddenly appeared.

She was still dressed in purple as she had seen before, with a long purple skirt and purple mink fur, and even her delicate little face was flushed.

Perhaps because of Liu Ximen's relationship, the villagers who were repairing their houses were very enthusiastic when they saw Liu Yifei and greeted her one after another.

After a while, Liu Yifei walked up to Jiang Mingyu, and a clear and sweet voice sounded: "It's not easy for adults to work hard for the people." Her voice was like an oriole coming out of the valley, sweet and sweet.

Jiang Mingyu suppressed the throbbing in his heart and tried his best to maintain his usual light smile: "Thank you, Miss Liu. This is just what I should do."

"By the way, girl, you came all the way, why do you have to do it?"

Before Liu Yifei could answer, a man's voice suddenly came from a distance: "Master, you are here!"

Sure enough, when Jiang Mingyu turned around, he saw Zhuge Yu's white jade-like face. Zhuge Yu was still the same, with wide sleeves and a high white jade crown on his head, but his face was filled with unconcealable excitement.

Seeing the beautiful thing being interrupted, Jiang Mingyu couldn't help but frown slightly: "Why are you here?"

But at this time, Zhuge Yu's eyes were completely fixed on Liu Yifei.

He fell into a state of obsession and could not extricate himself.

Seeing him so embarrassed, Liu Yifei also looked embarrassed. Jiang Mingyu quickly coughed in displeasure.

Zhuge Yu suddenly woke up and said with a playful smile: "Master, this is the master's wife, it is indeed this, this..."

Seeing that Jiang Mingyu's expression was not very friendly, Zhuge Yu keenly took the initiative to recognize this "daughter-in-law" for his master.

Then, he pretended to be deep in thought and said: "The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick, if not..."

The word "Master's Wife" immediately made Liu Yifei's already red face turn redder, and she became embarrassed.

Seeing that the more he talked, the more he talked, the more he talked. Jiang Mingyu rolled his eyes at him: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense."

"It's winter now. Where does the spring breeze come from? You are so wrong."

"I really don't know how you got such a talented name. Miss Liu is my friend, so watch your words."

Zhuge Yu quickly shrank his neck and said, "Master taught me that I am aware of my mistake." Ever since he succeeded in using Jiang Mingyu's poems to show off in the city, he had already been in awe of Jiang Mingyu.

Seeing that the two of them were talking passionately, Liu Yifei blushed and said politely: "My lord has guests coming to visit, so I won't disturb you, little lady."

How could Jiang Mingyu just let it go: "Goodbye, Miss Liu, we haven't said anything about the business yet."

Liu Yifei forced out a smile: "It's nothing to do. I just went out for a walk because I felt bored. I happened to meet you, so I'll take my leave."

Looking at her departing figure, Jiang Mingyu glared at Zhuge Yu fiercely, completely disturbed by you!

Jiang Mingyu sighed softly, turned around and looked at Zhuge Yu, and then asked slowly: "You haven't been staying in Zhoucheng, what are you doing here now?"

Facing Jiang Mingyu, who knew his true identity, Zhuge Yu no longer showed off and pretended to be an enigmatic scholar. He bowed respectfully to Jiang Mingyu and said with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, master, disciple."

I came here this time to report good news to the master."

After saying that, he blinked his eyes and asked tentatively, as if offering a treasure, "Master, guess what good thing it is?"

Jiang Mingyu rolled his eyes at him helplessly, and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Guess what, I see that I am busy with official duties. If you have something important, just tell me directly and don't beat around the bush."

Zhuge Yu was not discouraged when he encountered a soft nail. He took out a few banknotes from his sleeves with a smile and said with excitement: "Master, take a look at this!"

""Ever since I used my master's poems to attract business, I have never stopped having customers come to my door to ask for advice, and the doorstep is almost broken."

Seeing the increasingly impatient expression on Jiang Mingyu's face, Zhuge Yu hurriedly continued: "Guests coming and going discovered your coal mine in Shangmu, master, and then learned about the various benefits of coal."

"Nowadays, the literati and bachelors in the prefectural cities regard burning coal for heating and making tea with coal as an elegant taste of life. This has become an indispensable hobby for them."

"A few days ago, many customers asked me to order more coal from the master, totaling 250,000 jins." When Zhuge Yu said this, he looked like he was waiting for praise.

"These 120,000 taels of white silver notes will be used as a deposit for ordering coal, accounting for half of the total order. After all the coal is delivered, the balance will be paid." Zhuge Yu said happily, looking like a seller.

A proud look.

When Jiang Mingyu heard this, he immediately frowned and asked keenly: "The total price of 250,000 kilograms of coal, why does it require such a high deposit? This account seems unclear?"

"Last time, there were 100,000 jins of coal, plus the 10,000 taels of silver you sent yourself as a tribute, and the total price was only 80,000 taels. Why did the deposit go directly to 120,000 taels this time, with such a huge increase?"

Zhuge smiled knowingly and said frankly: "My disciple knows that the master is short of funds now and needs money to do things. So he helped you falsely report the price of coal in order to obtain a higher deposit."

"Anyway, those guests have a lot of money, and they have so much money to swim around that it's useless to keep it. Why not use it to help the master and do something meaningful?"

When he said this, he did not feel that his behavior was inappropriate at all.

Seeing what he said, Jiang Mingyu stopped being polite and accepted the banknote directly: "Is there anything else you want to report? Let's hear it."

Zhuge Yu once again showed a flattering smile: "Master, it is true that his discernment is as sharp as lightning, his foresight is profound, and he can hide nothing."

"The last time I received ten golden verses from my master, I was so excited that I took them out to make a living. Now the verses on hand have been used up and there are no new ones." And I am already well-known in Zhoucheng. If not

If you come up with a few more exquisite poems, you will be embarrassed to see others."

Zhuge Yu looked naive, but there was a hint of euphemistic pleading in his words.

Jiang Mingyu smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that you came all the way here just to ask for goods from me to replenish the inventory. I am very busy now, so please wait a moment."

Seeing that his attitude was not enthusiastic, Zhuge Yu immediately took out the trump card he had prepared for a long time: "Master, don't refuse in a hurry. You may not know it yet, but now your poems are very popular in the city!"

"If you give me a few more new works, the disciple can compile a collection of poems and publish them, and I will definitely make a lot of money." Zhuge Yu looked excited.

Jiang Mingyu chuckled: "As a young master from a well-known family, are you still short of money?"

Zhuge Yu looked like "Why don't you understand?" "Disciple is not short of money, but master, are you still short of money?"

"Think about it, when the sales of the poetry collection become a hit and you gain fame and fortune, all the profits will be yours. Is this deal a good deal?"

Jiang Mingyu's eyes lit up, yes, with Zhuge Yu's name, he would not show any timidity. And if he really soars to the sky on his own, it will also be good for establishing connections in the future.

At this moment, besides being short of money, Jiang Mingyu also needs connections and potential allies.
Chapter completed!