At the end of October, the Korean land was already frozen. Li Qing was wearing a thin light yellow cotton jacket and a plum-patterned garland-clouded rosy moon skirt. He leaned against the kang under the south window of the study. Through the small ventilation window on the window, he looked at the snowflakes flying and fluttering outside in the wind.

The ceremony of the abbot's throne promotion in Hangu Temple in Beijing will be held in a few days. Li Qing lowered his head slightly and looked at the names of people densely packed on the paper in his hand. His heart became more and more gloomy. Uncle Qing has been running around outside, but in this short time, there are too few families who can run to. After all, she has lived in simplicity in recent years and has not made a name for herself. She really cannot be like an old monk. With just one word or an attitude, she can influence countless people in the world.

Shen Qingye was a truly smart person who completely ignored her. He quickly but did not seem hasty to hold the ceremony. In a few days, Kuhe was the abbot of the most famous temple in the world. No one would notice whether he had the string of rosary representing the abbot, nor did anyone dare to question his medical skills, his character, and whether he could afford this abbot. When his incompetence was revealed, Shen Qingye had already got what she wanted. At that time, as long as he took out his identity as a guardian, changed his attitude, and threw out this outdated abbot, he would win another great reputation.

Li Qing lowered his eyes and pressed the paper piece in his hand on the kang table. She had to adjust the silence of the bitter ceremony. She showed weakness to Shen Qingye, but she still underestimated her in her heart and underestimated the people of the world's persistence in the orthodox status of Hangu Temple in the capital.

At the end of Shen, the night was completely covered with the earth. The red lanterns under the eaves of the Zhuyuanju Corridor were warmly lit. Ping Wang walked into the yard with the snow all over his body. Li Qing hurriedly came out of the study. Ping Wang saw Li Qing, and smiled, and hurriedly turned around and stepped over the railing of the hand-paper veranda and jumped in front of Li Qing. Li Qing smiled and reached out to brush away the snow beads on his face, and reached out to help him untie the cloak. Ping Wang flashed slightly, reached out to pull down the cloak, and said with a smile:

"Don't touch this, it's very iced."

Shi Song hurried forward, bent his knees, and respectfully took the cloak from King Ping's hand. Zhuye held a thick silver fox cloak in his hand and hurriedly sent it from the house. Pingwang glanced at Zhuye with a sideways, and his dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes. He reached out to take the cloak from King Zhuye's hand, shook it open and put it on Li Qing, and hugged her and walked towards the main house.

"I told you how many times you have to come out to pick me up. You must put on your cloak before coming out."

"You are so fast. You come in before I put on my cloak. What else can you welcome?"

"Then don't come out to meet me. It's very cold this day. How can I get better after being exposed to the cold?!"

King Ping took Li Qing into the house, helped her untied her cloak, and said pity. Li Qing looked up at King Ping with a smile.

"I want to go and welcome Mr. Yiying. I go back and forth like this every day, so hard! I left so early in the morning, and I can't get up again. When I come back tonight, I have to welcome Mr. Yiying. I have to let me do my best."

Ping Wang laughed,

"Okay, I'll come in slowly, put on my cloak and come out to pick me up."

Li Qing nodded with a smile.

After the meal, the two entered the study. King Ping sat on the kang, picked up the list Li Qing pressed on the table, glanced at it, threw it on the table, and said with a smile:

"What? Are you unhappy?"

"It's nothing, it's just a bit sad. How many of these people can know that Hangu Temple in the capital is no longer the place in their hearts. The people they are going to congratulate and kill the one they truly love."

Li Qing said a little depressedly. King Ping lowered his head and looked at her carefully. He took the cup from Li Qing's hand, put it on a few, reached out and pulled her over, smiled and said:

"Those who are in the upper hand cannot be so sentimental and can hide it from the world. This is the cleverness of the second prince and Shen. It's just that they have the first move at the beginning, and it's not worth it. No matter how many people there are, they are just a little lively. Even if everyone in the world goes to congratulate him, what can I do?"

Li Qing laughed,

"I can't learn my hard heart. I just hide behind me. Just let me do all the things that I have to do with a hard heart."

"Of course, with Master here, I will never let you down."

Ping Wang stroked Li Qing's forehead mercilessly and said gently. Li Qing squeezed into Ping Wang's arms with a smile. Ping Wang paused and whispered:

"This year it snowed early, and there were blizzards going north of Shuangshan City. There were already many houses crushed by snow in Shuangshan City. Now it can be reported, but it is still close to the city. It is only a small part. When the snow is getting smaller, those remote places can only be reported."

Ping Wang frowned, Li Qing straightened his upper body, looked at him cautiously, Ping Wang looked down at Li Qing,

"It's very sad every winter. Fusheng is a scholar who studies hard, not a person who can manage finances. I have to personally dispatch the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue every year. There are many things this winter. From spring to now, we have recruited many new recruits. We must practice this winter. We will train and raise a winter next winter. Even if we bring it out, I want to concentrate on doing these things. Besides, I am not as good as you in financial management. So, I think, hand over the Ministry of Revenue to you for management. What do you think?"

Li Qing opened his eyes wide, looked at King Ping in shock, and after a while he spoke,

"Are you kidding me? Leave the Ministry of Revenue to me? What's that?"

"Qingqing, our Korean land does not have so many messy rules. You are my wife, and I can trust you. That's enough. I want to transfer Fusheng to the Ministry of Rites. His scholarly temper, doing rituals, taking care of the children's children, and arranging exams in all kinds of exams. It's still acceptable. The Ministry of Revenue has been very nervous over the years, so I didn't make any big mistakes, but it's also a mess. Every winter, I have to watch Fusheng's bitter face for a winter. It's better to hand the Ministry of Revenue into your hands. Your ability to manage finances and make money is better than medical skills, and the world's number one!"

King Ping laughed and flattered. Li Qing looked at him in a daze. After a while, he swallowed his saliva and said hatefully:

"I just do some small business and earn some money for makeup. Uncle Qing manages it. How did I do anything? Your Ministry of Revenue is so poor that I can't make money even if I leave it to me! My grandfather still gave up this idea. I don't have the ability to manage the Ministry of Revenue and can make countless money out of thin air, and solve your lack of money!"

King Ping used his hands slightly to hold Li Qing in his arms, hugged her, laughed and said in a low voice:

"My Ministry of Revenue is not as poor as you think. There is still some money. When using it, you have to be more careful and not waste it. Qingqing, just be careful. If you don't help me, who else can help me? Besides, the thousands of people in Korea belong to mine, and it's not yours? We are one and we can't separate them. I'll let Fusheng bring Liang Ziyu and others to greet you tomorrow?"

Li Qing tilted his head and did not answer. King Ping reached out to stroke her cheek and continued to say softly:

"The opportunity like this in the next year of Qingguo is once a lifetime. If we can take to the west of Luoshui, we will be no longer afraid of anything. Qingqing, you have to help me in the past two years. I am alone and I can't take care of it."

Li Qing lowered his eyes, was silent for a while, and then said slowly:

"Let me think about it."

King Ping nodded quickly, and said with a diligent suggestion with a smile on his face:

"Tomorrow I will ask someone to send the general account book of the Ministry of Revenue to Lian Qing, and ask him to come here tomorrow and help you take a closer look."

Li Qing raised his head and looked at Ping Wang sideways. After a while, he nodded. Ping Wang gently patted Li Qing on the back and laughed.

"I'm happy, I'll ask someone to bring you a drink."

"I am happy, but I am unhappy. I just want to drink it myself!"

Li Qing pouted and said, paused, turned to look at King Ping, and said seriously:

"I will read your account tomorrow. If I really can't take a look, I won't accept it! Don't be too happy too early!"

"Don't worry, you will definitely take a look. The Ministry of Revenue and I have nothing to do with it. How can you go wrong? I remember you also love drinking. That year, you were drunk and sang and danced in the waterfront beside Yimeizhuang Lake."

King Ping smiled brightly in his eyes.

"I was standing by the lake and heard you say that you must sing after drinking. The song was so nice. I will have a good time with you tonight. After drinking, I will sing with you!"

Li Qing's eyes bent up with smile.

"You are the only one? Singing two tigers?"

Ping Wang dragged Li Qing back to the main house with great enthusiasm and asked someone to warm up the osmanthus wine to bring in. Li Qing hesitated, and the fragrant aroma of wine filled the house, which made her mouth full of saliva. She simply sat on the kang, took the cup handed over by Ping Wang, squinted her eyes and smelled the mellow aroma of wine, and slowly sipped it. Ping Wang leaned forward slightly and looked at her with a smile. Seeing that she was enjoying and admiring her, she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"This is something I brought back from Jindi, and I think you will definitely like it."

Li Qing took another sip and nodded.

"This wine is mellow and rich, and it has been stored for at least ten years. It's such a good thing."

"It was said that it was buried under the osmanthus tree. It has been twenty years. There were only ten jars in total. They were all delivered to the farm. Let's drink it slowly."

Ping Wang said with a smile, Li Qing smiled and sucked the wine in the cup, looked at Ping Wang and asked:

"Does I like drinking this kind of wine too? I think I must like strong wine more. Although this wine is mellow, it is a bit lighter."

King Ping smiled undeniably and said:

"I like it as long as it is a good wine. Although it is light but has enough energy, I can't drink too much."

Li Qing slowly finished drinking the wine in the glass, Zhuye hurried over to pour the wine, and Ping Wang waved his hand to scold her,

"Get out."

Zhu Ye was stunned and hurriedly took the little girl who was serving in the room and stepped out. King Ping picked up the pot and filled the wine again. Li Qing smiled and picked up the cup.

"My dear said that this wine has the most energy. If you drink this glass again, I can't do it anymore. I'll go take a shower and I'll drink it slowly."

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Book number: 1921618

Book title: Laughing Qingting

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