After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

She had seen Xiao Yi's private accounts.

The amount of money on the books is in tens of thousands. Once all the money is exchanged for grain, if there is no famine in Shu County in the coming year, then the grain will rot in the hands.

A few million taels of snow-patterned silver is equivalent to wasting money!

After the staff left, Nan Baoyi tentatively said: "Second brother, do you trust me so much? I can neither read astrology nor divination, if there is no spring drought in the coming year..."

Xiao Yi didn't care.

The little girl didn't know how frightened and worried she looked when she described the spring drought just now.

He had no doubt that if he had just refused to stock up on food, the little girl would have cried outright.

He reached out and stroked her little head, "I said before, I will believe everything Nan Jiaojiao says. With me here, Shu County will not starve to death a single person."

The wind and snow fluttered outside the window.

The young man is sitting in the glazed lamplight, his bones are perfect, as exquisite as the gift of the creator, he is really golden and jade, and his charm is outstanding.

And even though he was lazy and frivolous when he laughed, there was calmness and strength hidden in his dark eyes, which made Nan Baoyi inexplicably convinced.

The second brother is an indomitable hero.

Since he said that he would not let a commoner in Shu county starve to death, then he will definitely do it!

Just as he trusted her, she trusted him too!

Being stared at by the little girl with eyes full of admiration, Xiao Yi felt a little uncomfortable.

He turned his face away and said lazily, "Nan Jiaojiao, if there is no spring drought in the coming year, you have to make it up to me."

Nan Baoyi said "ah", subconsciously glanced at his embroidered shoes full of silver notes, "I, I don't have any money anymore!"

Xiao Yi teased her: "It's okay, the Nan family is rich."

Nan Baoyi argued: "My family has no money either!"

Xiao Yi smiled meaningfully: "It is also possible to repay debts with others."

The little girl in Nanfu, she is white and soft.

In another two years, she should grow into a girl who is ready to marry, and it is perfect for paying off debts.

He laughed so creepily that Nan Baoyi was inexplicably frightened.

She embraced the wine cup and whispered: "The maids and servants in the mansion are all born in the family, and they have a good relationship with us, so they won't use them to pay off the debt."

Xiao Yi was noncommittal.

Nan Baoyi took a sip of his wine, "Second brother, to tell you the truth, I also want to persuade my grandmother and cousin to stockpile food. But I am just a child in their eyes, and they will definitely not believe my words... "

Xiao Yi hated her worried appearance the most.

A thirteen-year-old little girl should be happy and innocent.

Those who worry about this and that all day long, what do you want elders and men to do?

He flicked her head again, "I'll take care of this matter. Our Jiaojiao, just have a happy Chinese New Year."

Child hour has come.

Thousands of lights, firecrackers sound.

Fireworks are blooming in the night sky, and it is the government welcoming the New Year by the river.

Nan Baoyi excitedly dragged Xiao Yi outside the house.

Her eyes were shining, and she pointed at the night: "Second brother, this firework is beautiful! Ahhh, that one is also beautiful! That one is the most beautiful!"

Xiao Yi sneered.

He embraced the little girl's slender waist, let her nestle in his arms, and enjoy the fireworks with peace of mind.

There was a cold wind.

Nan Baoyi's eyes were like crescent moons.

With the second brother, even the color of a firework, even tomorrow's sunrise, seems to be worth looking forward to...

Tens of thousands of households in Jinguan City are bustling.

Embroidery building.

The girl who is round and beautiful, clamors to watch the year until dawn, but quietly falls asleep when the midnight comes.

The young man dressed as a maid rolled his eyes at her in disgust, but still brought a blanket and gently covered her shoulders.

garden.

A young man from another time and space stood on the top of a tree, put away all his laughter and cursing, and silently looked at the bright moon at the end of the fireworks.

The tide ebbs and flows, but there is no bright moon that can take him home.

Furong Pavilion.

The young master in white clothes Shengxue looked solemnly at the twenty-eight ancient bronze coins arranged on the incense table.

He murmured: "There are thousands of miles of red land, and there is a vast expanse of starvation; potential dragons lie in the abyss, and the blue clouds rise straight up; good birds choose trees, and white clothes look good. Peach blossoms and blood, two generations of state..."

...

The next day, the first day of the first month.

Nan Baoyi got up very early.

She put on a red skirt with a stand-up collar and two-breasted jacket, and she looked charming and glamorous.

After eating Yuanbao dumplings, she took out twenty red envelopes and generously handed them to He Ye, "Take them and distribute them to the little maids who serve me, and let them have a good New Year."

Lotus leaf responded with a smile.

Nan Baoyi grabbed her again, and quietly stuffed a thicker red envelope into her arms, "This is for our family's lotus leaf! I am also a person who can earn money now, so you must not!"

He Ye thanked her with moist eyes, and happily hid the red envelope.

She went to give red envelopes to the little maid in the yard, while Nan Baoyi took out another big red envelope from the dowry.

This red envelope is extra thick, and it was prepared by her for the powerful minister.

The second elder brother lived in the mansion when he was breastfeeding. After so many years, he has not received any lucky money. How pitiful.

She had already thought about it, and she must make up for him this year!

Nan Baoyi first went to pay New Year's greetings to his grandmother, second uncle and others, and then went to pay New Year's greetings to his father.

Brother and sister Nanyan were also there, talking and laughing around their father, and the room was in harmony.

Nanguang solemnly handed three red envelopes to them, and kindly told them: "In the new year, you three must study hard, unite and help each other, and there must be no conflicts! This is the lucky money given to you by your father. This year The new year's money is very precious, and it can be used by you for a lifetime!"

Leaving the house, Nan Baoyi curiously opened the red envelope.

She wanted to see what the New Year's money that could benefit her for the rest of her life looked like.

As a result, there was only a thin letter in the red envelope.

The handwriting on the letter was crooked, and it said: "The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

Nan Baoyi raised his eyebrows.

Is this the New Year's money given by her father?

In the first month of previous years, there was at least five taels of silver. Why is there only one letter this year?

When the elder brother came home, he had obviously only given him five thousand taels of silver...

She suspected that her father was biased, so she looked at Nan Yan.

There was also a letter in Nan Yan's red envelope, and when she opened it, it actually read:

"Life is a hero, and death is a ghost".

Inside the red envelope of Nanjing is also a letter, which says: "The old man is standing still, his ambition is a thousand miles; the martyr's old age, his ambition is endless."

The three brothers and sisters stood quietly under the eaves, all with delicate expressions.

Nan Baoyi suddenly felt that, relatively speaking, her red envelope seemed to be pretty good?

She went to worship her elder brother Nan Cheng again.

When she came out of Nan Chengli's courtyard, she counted the lucky money she had received.

Perhaps it was because she was thirteen years old and was about to grow into a big girl, so she used money everywhere, so the elders gave more lucky money than in previous years, and it was as much as six thousand taels!

She happily pocketed the New Year's money, and walked lightly to Chaowenyuan.

"Second brother, I'm here to wish you New Year's greetings!"

It was still far away from Xiao Yi's bedroom, and she couldn't help shouting.