Miaoyan couldn't bear to drink, and after drinking a few glasses, she slept on the dragon collapse of Fo Baonu. But Fo Baonu was drunk and she didn't feel sleepy at all. She just lay there thinking about Miaoyan's words.

Seeing the peerless beauty around her, she was not shaken at all. Instead, she repeatedly pondered the feasibility of the wonderful words.

Finally, it is concluded that this method is indeed feasible. In any case, it can at least solve the urgent need for Liao's lack of money. It is also an open conspiracy. Not only has the huge cargo throughput in the Song Dynasty these days, but the trade activities of neighboring countries have also become more and more frequent. If we follow Miaoyan, Liao's tariffs alone can earn tens of millions of yuan a year.

Miaoyan also proposed a concept of tax exemption, that is, if the consumption of goods within the Liao Kingdom is within a certain amount, tax exemption will be made.

In the final analysis, it is necessary to pay for the bulk, and there is no need to pay for the small amount. This tax-free amount will be stuck on the line where the whole is broken into pieces and it is a hard loss.

It's bad...it's bad. It's worthy of being the bastard. This kind of bad method is really not something that ordinary people can think of.

And the idea of ​​that collective market is also wonderful... Because small retail can be tax-free, this indirectly stimulates the economic development of the Liao Kingdom, and the merchants of the Liao Kingdom are profitable. In the end, the increase in commercial tax can not only be restored from here, but also fills the gap in agricultural tax.

In this way, farmers have money, the country has money, and merchants have money. In the final analysis, isn’t it that the Liao Kingdom has money?

Of course, money is not made out of nothing. This money is pulled out of the Song Dynasty porcelain, tea, golden Buddha, iron shovel, medicinal materials, ore, cattle and sheep, milk, wool, horses, aquatic products, wild game, and fur from the Jin Dynasty.

OK OK OK... This is really great, this wonderful saying is really a treasure given by heaven!

The more Buddha Baonu looked at Miaoyan who was sleeping beside him, the more he liked her, and he couldn't help but bent down and kissed her.

After that, she had no time to think about it. After all, there would be a grand ceremony tomorrow on the first day of the Chinese New Year. So she quickly changed into her pajamas and got into the bed to prepare for a rest.

Maybe her movements were a little bigger, so she woke Miaoyan up. Miaoyan raised her eyes and looked at her: "Be careful, the cold air is pouring in."

"Oh... I understand." After Fo Baonu got down, he asked in a low voice: "Is that person's quilt warm?"

"Well... warm." Miaoyan shivered: "I can't sleep even if I can't hold him."

"How warm is it?" Fo Baonu turned his head and looked at Miaoyan with his eyes flashing: "Tell me."

"It's like a big heating stove, the kind that's hot. If you stick it on it, it won't be cold at all." Miaoyan said in a very savory tone: "I feel warm all of a sudden."

"Ah..." Fo Baonu patted the hand stove on his chest: "What about comparing with this?"

"It's much more comfortable than this one, this one is only a little bit, and that one is warm all over the body."

"Wow..." Fo Baonu muttered in a low voice: "It's so good."

"You'll know if you go find a man to try it." Miaoyan said with a giggle and cry: "What's the use of asking?"

Fo Baonu shook his head gently: "No... No, Liao is not as good as Song. If Liao is discovered to be a good man, the fierce men in Beiyuan will really rebel. Those rough men think that it is honorable for men to bring women at home, and if they take men, they are evil."

"stench."

"Not that." Fo Baonu hugged Miaoyan's waist: "I'm so cold..."

"Don't hold me! I'm cold too!"

"My little stove is divided into you." Fo Baonu handed over the little hand stove that she regarded as a treasure: "Don't leave, if you leave, I will have to guard this cemetery-like house alone day and night."

This person is pitiful and disgusting, Miaoyan can only sigh softly. After all, she chose this path herself, and she insisted on taking on the air of serving the country and the people, and there are really no way to do something.

"Okay, go to bed." Miaoyan rubbed her head like an older sister: "There will be a grand ceremony tomorrow."

"You would rub his head like this on weekdays?"

"Yes, but usually not kneading."

"Why?"

Miaoyan burst out with a slight music, wrapped the quilt tightly, put one hand on His Majesty the Emperor of Liao Kingdom's chest, and slowly poked it in: "He will do this."

"Ah!" Fo Baonu hurriedly held down: "So despicable?"

"Wanting from another perspective, when you are lying next to a man in a dark light, you actually know what will happen, right?" Miaoyan smiled and said, "To put it bluntly, you are a slut, and..."

As she said that, she leaned into Fo Baonu's ear and whispered for a long time. Fo Baonu, who had not understood this matter since she was a child, finally got hot and hot.

"Anyway, it's quite comfortable." Miaoyan smiled: "I'm not disgusted, but for me, the last step is still tight. I can't make it so easy for him to succeed, otherwise he will not cherish it in the future."

"It's hard to imagine." Fo Baonu shook his head repeatedly: "That place is so dirty, he actually drilled it in with his tongue? Oh... so dirty."

"Haha..." Miaoyan laughed crisply and turned over: "Sleep!"

She continued to sleep, but Fo Baonu was so excited that she couldn't sleep no matter what. She was a person who still thought that a man and a woman would give birth to a child after kissing her. Although what she did was earth-shaking, the Liao Kingdom, which was a devout Buddhist and Confucianism, was much more closed than the Song Kingdom. In addition, Fo Baonu has been raised as a son and cannot reveal her identity, so she has no relevant professional knowledge at all.

Miaoyan is extremely bad. She is a child who grew up in the land of fireworks. Although her practice is a little weak, her theoretical knowledge is really strong. She only adds some fuel to the fire and describes it.

Good guy... the impact on Fo Baonu is no less than that of a young middle school student who just understood it.

In this way, the Buddha Baonu didn't sleep well all night, and sneaked up in the middle of the night and changed into clean clothes.

The next morning, she put on a black dragon robe with huge dark circles on her eyes and started the grand ceremony on the first day of the Lunar New Year. As long as she was a person in the court, she could see that she was listless. Some officials who were good at flattering also reported specifically that her Majesty should take care of her dragon body...

On the same day, Zhao Xing was presided over a grand dynasty meeting. He was different from the depressedness of Fo Baonu. In the past two months since the Qinglong Study Group was held, he gained weight and could have 10 kilograms. It seems that he has some emperor appearances. Because the food is good, the mental pressure is not great, and everything is in charge. Zhao Xing is too energetic than at the same time last year.

There are many problems in the Song Dynasty this year, but it also made quite a lot of progress. Zhao Xing followed the trend to promote the government work report system at the Grand Court Meeting, and also showed that it would be collected for assessment during the Grand Court Meeting in New Year.

As for how to assess, there is a check by the Imperial City Office. If you commit fraud in the work report, you will definitely be severely punished.

There was no objection to the officials, and they dared not have any objections, because Zhao Xiang took the lead in agreeing.

Zhao Xiangke is different from before. He is now a great hero of the Song Dynasty. According to the tips, even those bandits in the chaos who mentioned this prime minister who tried to use their own body to raise a thumbs up and called him virtuous, and their prestige was unparalleled.

If he shook his head, the officials below would definitely rather die than surrender, but he nodded, and the officials would not dare to let go of a single fart.

But Zhao Xiang did not feel the crisis. If there was a conflict between imperial power and governance, if the governance power was greater than the imperial power, the emperor would not sit still and wait for death as long as he was not stupid. Therefore, the greater the prestige of Zhao Xiang, the more firm he would stand on the side of imperial power.

However, Zhao Xing was not worried about this. He could say that he was a bastard and said that he was heartless. Anyway, he was thinking about the red flag and sprinkled the Seine River. He was not worried about these nonsense in China, because if you want to plot against others, Zhao Xiang is not as good as Song Gou. Besides, Yan Shu is Zhao Xiang's son-in-law, so the relationship here is here.

As for whether he would undermine the imperial power, he was relieved to have Song Gou's guarantee. Who in the world can undermine Song Gou? This dog guy... is very powerful. He also won 400 stanchions of money yesterday.

After the long-lasting dynasty meeting ended, Zhao Xing sneaked into the clothes of the people and went out to the market. The big party on the first day of the New Year is full of fun.

He took Xiaoyu to the market to meet Song Gou. The three of them secretly went to Meimei for a braised beef, and then went outside Yan Shu's house.

"I'm afraid I've forgotten this dog."

"No." Xiao Song shook his head: "He forgot nothing and never forgot to eat. It should be that Zhao Xiang has come, so it is difficult for him to leave."

"Zhao is important compared to me?"

"Okay, go in and say hello to Zhao Xiang now and let Zhao Xiang see you, the emperor who sneaks out of the palace."

"No, no... the old man is long-winded." Zhao Xing waved his hands repeatedly: "Then let's go play first. I heard that there are many good girls in the temple today, let's take a look."

"Why are you a girl all day long?"

"Ha." Zhao Xing raised his hair: "When I was the prince, I was the biggest playboy in our area. I took a few slaves to the streets with a vicious dog to tease good women."

"You brag." Song Beiyun glanced at him: "I heard from Jin Ling'er that you were honest when you were the prince. When you went out to take out a bird egg and were worried about being scolded by your father, you cried."

"It's nonsense!" Zhao Xing's face turned red, as if he was drunk: "When will I be like that!"

"It's so miserable..." Xiao Song sighed.

"You..." Zhao Xing shook his sleeves: "Will you go?"

"Go and go, go, you can accompany you to tease good women, right?"

The two of them took Xiaoyu to surf the street slowly. Zhao Xing looked at the colorful Jinling City in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "I have made three of my contributions to this grand event?"

"Theory is almost the same, maybe a little more." Xiao Song nodded: "There is a five-pointer."
Chapter completed!