The painting is holding Su Biluo from the back. This scene is so close to her. Her whole face immediately turned red like Guan Gong. At first, her eyes widened, and then her eyes closed tightly, even the facial features were clung to her. Together.

Although Yingyue was far apart, she was also taken aback. She took a deep breath and suddenly turned not enough. She covered her face with both hands.

It is said that the general and his wife do not deal with it every day, and they quarrel when they meet, but why is the picture so hot every time they see it? Yingyue's head is full of doubts.

Su Biluo's mouth was blocked, suffocated, out of instinct to survive, Guru swallowed all the liquid that passed over, who knows whether it is soup or saliva, everything is correct.

With a sip of mouth, Su Biluo finally drank the whole bowl of soup and medicine. Although Su Biluo was a little moved, his expression was full of resistance, but he was still not sober.

Su Biluo put down gently in the painting, she fell asleep next to the pillow.

"General, you have a rest, let's take care of it." Said thoughtfully into the painting.

Mo Zichen shook his head: "No! Come on! The soup is boiled on time. She can't eat anything. She cooks some porridge and bird's nest porridge three meals a day, and the general will personally feed!"

He smiled in the painting: "The general is really considerate to his wife. If the wife wakes up and sees the general cares about her so much, she must be very happy and the disease will get better soon!"

"Humph! Mouthful!" Mo Zichen suddenly changed his face, his cold slashing eye knife split, "What do you know? This general is just not willing to lose such a capable money-making tool! Go on!"

"Hee hee--" She drew her tongue out in the heart of the painting, and Yingyue pulled her, and the two hurried off to resign.

Mo Zichen stared at Su Biluo for a long time, inexplicably upset.

"Su Biluo, you'd better get better for this general, otherwise, it's more than two slaps, turning your little pig head into a big pig head!"

He was spitting a knife in his mouth, but his hands kept helping her to tuck her quilt, probing her forehead, and touching her cheeks.

Perhaps because of the effect of the medicine, she slept so deeply, her breathing became even, and her sweetness was like a dream.

Mo Zichen decided to give her a good rest and no longer disturb her.

He stood up and looked around. This was originally his bedroom. From a small room to a big sleeping room, but now, I avoided the study by myself, this room let Su Biluo dominate.

Half a year later, the decoration of this room seems to be the same as before, and it seems to be different.

The plum blossoms in the blue and white porcelain under the window are extremely bright. In addition, there are many fresh flowers on the cabinets and shelves, and the whole room is decorated with spring.

The other biggest difference is that the books on the shelves seem to be much fuller than before.

The private realm was invaded for no reason. Mo Zichen couldn't help but feel angry, he stood up unconsciously, strode meteor past, and read the books on the shelf one by one.

He found that there were really many more books. Originally only poems and historical books and soldiers' books, they are now all kinds and varied. There are various local chronicles, classic business strategies, court policies, laws of the North Desert, and even the Yanjing tabloid, all kinds of gossip news, and divination medicine.

No wonder this bookshelf is overwhelmed and slightly deformed.

Mo Zichen's lips twitched somehow, and he randomly pulled out a few copies to read, and Hao, actually took notes, and it seemed that it was not just a show.

He didn't believe it, and read a few more books, and found that eight out of nine | nine people had read them all.

Only then did I understand that Su Biluo's diligence is not just a bit or two.

Her so-called business abilities are not entirely based on trust, and people never forget to learn all the time.

Mo Zichen couldn't help but cast a deep glance in the direction of the bed. This little girl, covered in copper smells, but she didn't have a little ink in her stomach. She learned a lot from the left door.

Put the book in his hand back to the shelf, and then came to the book case, only to see a large rice paper spread on the book case, the rice paper was full of words.

Ah, it turned out to be a discount.

Does she actually write a break?

Mo Zichen couldn't help but pick it up and browse, alas, this format is correct, but the brush character is really a bit indescribable.

Mo Zichen was patient and wanted to take a closer look at what was written in this ghost painting.

Watching, watching, actually attracted by the content inside.

It turned out that in this, Su Biluo analyzed the growth of agricultural cash crops in the country by looking at the northern desert and local records and topographic maps, and also counted the number of refugees that gathered in and outside Yanjing City. I hope the emperor can consider and distribute these refugees A few acres of wasteland per capita can not only make the people live and work in peace, but also enrich the treasury and granary.

Among them, it focuses on the analysis of the land resources of the northern desert, and thinks that although the land is scarce, it is still available. As long as it is properly planted, effectively drains water, and pays attention to water conservancy projects, the wasteland can also become a good land.

In addition, she believes that suitable grains for planting include potatoes, corn, seed melon, sorghum, peanuts, oats, millet, and suitable fruits for planting are date palm, ginseng fruit, secret fruit, snow lotus fruit and so on. These crops are suitable for planting in arid areas.

In addition, she also put forward her own view that although these measures cannot fill the treasury in a short time, they are the fundamental decree to change the economic poverty of the country. In the national economy with agriculture as the foundation, this cannot be ignored In this aspect, only when the court supports the people can the people have a fair and bright way to serve the court.

To fill the treasury and silver in a short period of time, you must start from the business and trade, especially the Fujia House, you must levy personal income tax, and sages do not avoid relatives, her maiden Dechang bears the brunt.

Even if the Dechang only paid 5%, it would be enough for the imperial court to spend the next year. The execution of this decree will of course be prevented by King Ning.

Su Dechang paid 5% more to the imperial court, which means that Ning Wang lost this 5% of his income.

Therefore, the strength of the economy cannot be separated from the strength of the military.

Su Biluo bluntly said that the reason why Bei Mo is so poor is not because of the barren land, but because of the turmoil and corruption of the government. It was King Ning's regency and the fall of military power that led Bei Mo to this step.

If Mo Junyi intends to change all of this, then he must rely more on the Mojia army and be selected. Only by regaining control of the court's military power can he reinvigorate the imperial economy with impunity.

All in all, economic reform and the re-control of military power must be carried out together. As for how to do it, please consult Mo Junchen with Mo Zichen.

At the end of the setback, Mo Zichen boasted.

She said that although Mo Zichen was passionate and impulsive, she was courageous and scheming. The most rare thing was that she was loyal to the emperor. How to regain the military power of the court, Mo Zichen should have a way ...

Reading here, Mo Zichen raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but evoke an arc of evil spirits.

This little girl really had to make him look at each other, applaud applause, even a little proud.