Chapter 492 Du Family
The first person who disobeyed Shen Nuo's orders was Shangjing Du.
Empress Du came from the Shangjing Du family.
The Shangjing Du family has been rooted in Shangjing for more than 300 years, which is longer than the history of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
The Northern Zhou Emperor Murong was able to establish his country in Shangjing thanks to the great help from the Shangjing Du family.
However, the Du family of Shangjing was not interested in bloodline.
In the past three hundred years, there has been only one Empress Du, namely Empress Du of Emperor Zhao of Zhou.
The Du family in Shangjing announced that they would build the Handong Tower within a month.
When the Winter Building was completed, it could accommodate more than 3,000 people.
"Handong Tower? Are there any design drawings?" Zhu Huaizhen became interested and waved away the troupe.
Just now, she was too bored and listened to "Wall Horse" for a while.
Afraid of dew startling the sleeping birds, the wind ruffles the courtyard locust trees. Behold the Milky Way slanting across the steps, unmoved by the wispy dust. Moon, you are as thin as a bow, half a toad, yet bright as a mirror, reflecting the universe, yet cold as ice, soaking the twelve celestial peaks. Forbidden from the auspicious mist, I offer my deepest worship to the full moon. It's convenient for you, and it's not a hindrance to me. Deeply worship you, Chang'e, for not being jealous of your beauty, how dare you remain shrouded in mist and cloud for even a moment.
As a result, I felt drowsy and couldn't lift my eyelids.
"Your Highness, the design drawings are confidential." Tu Mi shook her head and laughed.
"Your Highness, this is a good idea. Building the Winter Tower will require a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources. The manpower will provide more opportunities for civilians to make money and support their families. The material resources will not only increase the income of local merchants, but also attract merchants from other places, which will bring in another wave of income." Qiu Niang thought for a long time.
"It's a good idea, so why doesn't Chen Nuo suggest it?" Zhu Huaizhen sighed helplessly.
Qiu Niang couldn't figure out this problem for the time being, and Tu Mi didn't understand it even more.
When the Winter Building was halfway built, a riot broke out.
Tu Mi originally wanted to drag Zhu Huaizhen out to join in the fun.
However, Zhu Huaizhen was afraid of the cold and kept shaking his head while holding the hand warmer.
She was listening to "Peach Blossom Fan".
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
Qiu Niang will bring you Buddha Jumps Over the Wall later.
Sugar-heart abalone, pineapple sea cucumber, white shark lips, young deer tendons, claw meat, golden shark fin, ivory clam meat, spider fish glue, quail eggs, ham, pork ribs, clean winter bamboo shoots, king oyster mushrooms, chrysanthemum mushrooms, wild pine mushrooms, morels, snow bamboo fungus, Shaoxing wine, eighteen ingredients, eighteen delicious flavors. The moment you lift the lotus leaf covering the jar, the rich meaty aroma is so fragrant that even a Buddha would jump over the wall.
"Your Highness, you are too lazy." Tu Mi pinched Zhu Huaizhen's little face.
Afterwards, Tu Mi never returned and waited until late at night.
"Your Highness, how about I find a few Taoyao soldiers and go look for Tu Mi together." Qiu Niang was worried.
"Qiuniang, prepare hot pot for Tumi." Zhu Huaizhen smiled sweetly, her eyes clear and bright.
"Your Highness, are you sure Tu Mi is okay?" Qiu Niang asked, frowning.
"Tu Mi, probably you got yourself into trouble because you were watching the fun, it's okay." Zhu Huaizhen yawned repeatedly.
Alas, her cough finally got better, and the Northern Zhou capital Shangjing was not so unlucky for her.
Perhaps, this is Xiao Ge’s birthplace, so it’s different after all.
"I believe Your Highness." Qiu Niang breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, it was Tu Mi who often comforted Qiu Niang and asked her to believe in Princess Ronghua.
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