After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The sound of firecrackers on New Year's Eve came from outside the window.

Jiang Suihan knocked on the window frantically: "Brother Xiao family, Nan Xiaowu, come out to see the fireworks, I have a lot of fireworks and firecrackers, come and have fun!"

The sound of firecrackers was deafening, perfectly engulfing what Xiao Yi had just said.

Nan Baoyi rubbed her ears and was forced to raise her voice: "Second brother, what did you just say?"

Xiao Yi was expressionless.

He wanted to tie Jiang Suihan to the fireworks and let him perform flying.

He released his hand and said lightly: "Nothing."

Nan Baoyi lifted her skirt and climbed onto the Luohan couch, opened the window covered with Korean paper, looked out, and saw the fireworks in the garden.

All kinds of firecrackers piled up under the eaves, and the maids smiled and approached Jiang Suihan, asking him for beautiful fireworks, and pestering him to teach them to play.

It's the excitement that New Year's Eve should have.

"So lovely!"

She couldn't help but admire.

Xiao Yi supported Yi with one hand, squinting at her.

The light of fireworks fell on her white cheeks, making the little girl more delicate.

Her eyelashes are curly and slender, and her pupils are warm and moist, and the fireworks reflected in her eyes are like hot stars in the world.

He stretched out his hand and lazily rolled up a strand of sandalwood to play with.

He smiled: "In an hour, Jiaojiao will be thirteen years old, but what are your New Year's wishes? Say it, brother will fulfill it for you."

Nan Baoyi Jiao Han: "I hope that my second brother will become famous soon and be an extremely human minister!"

Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the little girl added: "In this way, the second brother can also enter Beijing earlier to help me see my husband and son. I have all thoughts about it. All officials below Grade 3 will be excluded, but if the other person looks particularly good-looking , You can add points as appropriate..."

Xiao Yi was expressionless.

He wanted to tie Nan Baoyi and Jiang Suihan to the fireworks together, and let them perform flying together.

Nan Baoyi didn't know his thoughts at all, still lying by the window, admiring the fireworks in the garden.

His eyes fell into the distance.

Furong Pavilion is brightly lit and has an incense case.

The young man in white clothes Shengxue, holding a mahogany sword in one hand and a yellow talisman paper in the other, muttering words in his mouth.

She exclaimed: "Second brother, this son of Shen, looks like a scholar of Confucianism, but is he doing a way to exorcise evil?"

Xiao Yi followed her gaze.

He said: "Shen Yichao likes to delve into Taoist classics and is also very proficient in the theory of Yin and Yang. Every New Year's Eve, he asks the horoscope and asks his fortune for the coming year."

Nan Baoyi nodded, the little abacus in his heart cracked.

If you spend a lot of money, I wonder if Shen Yichao is willing to calculate the fortune of the coming year for her family?

Xiao Yi added another sentence: "I studied under him when I tasted my heart."

Nan Baoyi was silent.

Thinking of trying Xin's half-hearted witchcraft, she suddenly had no expectations of Shen Yichao.

The cold wind passed.

The snow seeds are falling in the garden, the maids are carrying light gauze skirts and laughing, and the fireworks bloom in the long night. This year's New Year's Eve is particularly peaceful.

By the window, Nan Baoyi took a glass of warm wine and took a sip.

She curled her eyebrows: "Second brother, watch the snow, fireworks, and fun with you tonight, I am happy."

Xiao Yi disagrees.

If the little girl marries him, he promises that she can live happily every day, even in the bed room late at night...

The wine is mellow and fragrant.

As the child time approached, the sound of firecrackers came from outside the house, and the people were preparing for the new year.

Nan Baoyi chanted in a melodious tone: "The sound of firecrackers will eliminate one year old, and the spring breeze will send warmth into Tusu. Thousands of families will always exchange new peaches for old charms!"

She looked at Xiao Yi, Dan Feng's eyes were bright: "Second brother, can I read it well?"

Xiao Yi looked indifferent.

It’s just a seven-character quatrain. It’s more difficult to read it poorly, right?

He reached out the window.

The cold wind blew the fine snow on his palm, light and cold.

His eyes were dark: "This winter's snow, one after another, is more than in previous years."

And since the beginning of autumn, the weather has been extremely cold, and even a thick layer of ice has formed on the lake that did not freeze in previous years.

Nan Baoyi smiled obediently and shook his head and recites: "'The wild guest predicts that the farming is good, and the three winters of Ruixue have not disappeared.' Second brother, snow is a good thing, as the so-called Ruixue Zhaofeng year—"

Before she finished speaking, she was suddenly dumb.

The white and tender face quietly revealed solemnity.

In her previous life, in the spring when she was thirteen years old, there was a severe drought in the middle of Shu, and there was no harvest of farming.

There was a famine in Shu County, and many people died of starvation.

The disaster relief funds allocated by Shengjing City have been delayed. In the end, Nanfu joined the wealthy businessmen of Shu County to open a warehouse to release grain to help the people and tide over the difficulties.

At that time, she was pampered in a deep boudoir, still living a life of rich clothes and food, so she didn't have a deep impression of the famine in Shu County, and she just suddenly thought of it.

And after Tonight, she will be thirteen years old!

Nan Baoyi wrinkled her small face.

God gave her a chance to be born again, and he definitely hoped that she could save more people.

Now that she knew that there would be a famine in Shu County, she had better prepare in advance.

She grabbed Xiao Yi's sleeve, "Second brother, next spring--"

As soon as he started speaking, he could not go on.

In the eyes of others, she is nothing but a deep boudoir.

How can she tell her second brother that there will be a drought next spring?

Even if I say it, my second brother would not believe it.

Xiao Yi looked at the little girl who wanted to talk but stopped.

He squeezed her face with a sultry voice: "Is there a secret I want to tell my brother?"

The little girl lowered her eyelashes and said nothing.

She grabbed the embroidered handkerchief anxiously, her white tender face was filled with unprecedented seriousness, her brows were thinking, as if she was thinking about how to speak to him.

Xiao Yi put his cheeks up in his spare time, and bounced her forehead at random, "Did you see your brother?"

"I'm afraid I will say it, you don't believe it..."

"As long as Nan Jiaojiao said, I believe it."

Nan Baoyi bit her lip lightly, pondered for a long time, and whispered, "Second brother, do you still remember the dream I mentioned to you?"

"remember."

"In that dream, in the spring when I was thirteen years old, there was a severe drought in the middle of Sichuan, and there was no harvest of farm households. There was a famine in the whole county of Shu, starving many people to death..."

Nan Baoyi said while paying attention to Xiao Yi's expression.

But the Minister of Power was as careless as before, as if he didn't take anything to heart.

She couldn't help feeling sad.

She knew that no one would believe such words.

While thinking about a way, she suddenly heard Xiao Yi ask: "Do you want me to collect grain?"

She raised her head.

The Minister of Power took away the laziness, and his expression was cold and serious.

It's his expression on weekdays when handling files.

As if a drowning person caught the driftwood, she nodded quickly: "Yes, collect grain!"

"How much is it?"

"The more the better!"

"Benhou understands." Xiao Yi called out Shiku without hesitation, "Send people to the neighboring counties and counties to replace all the money flowing in my account with grain."

He also called other staff members and arranged instructions one by one.

Nan Baoyi stared at him blankly.

Your Honorable Minister, do you just believe her?