C326 Green Plum, Bamboo and Horse (4) (1/2)

Yang Ruyan had never called herself this palace before in front of Su Junze. Whenever she was unhappy, she would say ”I”.

Hearing her call herself that, Su Junze's skin all over his body tensed up.

Yang Ruyan shot a glance at him and spoke with confidence: ”Husband, when those people once suggested that we should marry, I had already made it clear that if the harem really wanted to raise three thousand beauties, it would have cost millions of silver every year. And it's only been a year, the ancestors already did.

”In three to six years, you have to pay your respects to my daughter. Not to mention how many wives you have lost and how many people you have lost, in addition to the people you have lost, the harem has also given you more money every three to six years. My husband may be the son of heaven of the Great Zhou, but he still has to think for his people.”

It would be better to use this money to let the citizens of the Great Zhou live a better life, and let the agitated and restless subjects share the great burden. As the emperor, he should be more considerate of the people of the Great Zhou.

The other one was her daughter-in-law. She loved him with all her heart and watched over him. When she saw that the handsome young man was able to control her little hand and not hook up with her, shouldn't he do the same as her husband?

”Guo Guo, are you speaking the truth? Are we really not going to chat up those little husbands?”

Su Junze was very clear of what kind of sickness his wife had. Back then, when this little girl was only a few years old, she even dared to be 'perverted' by his father!

Yang Ruyan immediately frowned, she was extremely angry: ”When have I, Yang Ruyan, not been keeping my word? Of course, I've already said this, if you dare to accept those beauties, no matter how much you take them, I will raise as many beautiful men, and all of them will be even more handsome than you.”

This was yet another unspeakable pain on Su Junze's part. Why, on what basis did this husband of his, who was actually his own biological wife, only count as Ol 'Three in his heart?

Yang Ruyan once said that if it wasn't Third Brother, could it be that she wanted to be Second Brother?

She was still reluctant to part with her second brother, who was ten thousand years old.

The second in ten thousand years?

Su Junze thought about it and decided to forget about it. After all, he couldn't possibly win over his father-in-law, that old cunning fox.

Now that he heard Yang Ruyan's words, the little scheme in Su Junze's heart started popping and popping in her mind. This way, wouldn't he not be able to keep Ol 'Three's position?

No!

Yang Ruyan's eyes flashed with a trace of cunning, and said: ”Or could it be, that my husband was led away by my subjects again? If it's really like that, you will definitely let my husband and wife take it for granted. Is Darling planning to do this? ”

Su Junze was the emperor after all, his brain worked faster than anyone else's, and he immediately understood the meaning of his wife's words.

Centrifugal?

Sure enough, those officials did not have any good intentions, letting him and Guo Guo to leave their hearts, wouldn't that be a good opportunity to sneak in and send his daughters to the palace, perhaps planning for more power, or bring disaster to the imperial harem?!

Su Junze felt that he was right.

Facing the fair and square reason given by his young wife and the extremely strong reason, Su Junze could only retreat and submit to his young wife's might once again.

He meekly added, ”Speaking of which, the ladies that gave us quite a bit of money as a donation for the construction of the water conservancy last time. Guo Guo, aren't they giving us too few orders?”

Yang Ruyan touched her micrognathia and clapped. ”Indeed, a little less.

Su Junze was stunned, to kiss his wife, how could she be so perfunctory?

A year later, the last year's harem's expenses, the harem's expenses, and the harem's expenses, were all spread out in front of him. When he looked at them, he was shocked to see that his young daughter-in-law had actually saved him a carriage full of silver spindles!

Su Junze doted on his wife even more from the bottom of his heart. If anyone dared to make his wife suffer, that person would be making life difficult for him.

What? All emperors should sit in the harem and hold three thousand beauties!

He wanted so much food to eat and he loved to stir up trouble. He also needed to pay a large monthly salary. What was the use of a woman who was kept for free?

Letting them go to war was asking them to give their lives, asking them to open an embroidery workshop to earn money to support themselves.

Hearing Yang Ruyan's words, Su Junze felt that the matter of accepting beauties, was extremely boring.

Mn, Su Junze's brain was completely brainwashed by Yang Ruyan.

The day of his life had come and gone, and he was thinking of his only queen.

He was very grateful to his father for his wise decision back then.

This was because he had asked for an extremely supportive little daughter-in-law, allowing him to become an illustrious monarch that was passed down throughout the ages. Moreover, his fame far surpassed that of his illustrious father.

Su Junze had been sick for a few years already, he felt that he was in good spirits today, so he got someone to move a shaking chair made from Echinacea lanceolata Maxim wood, and put it under the osmanthus tree in front of the Pepper Hall.

It was an autumn afternoon, and Su Junze, who had already become the emperor, seemed to hear his own wife calling him.

”Husband!” ”Husband!”

”Guo Guo!” Su Junze was already old enough that his eyes were blurry. He thought that he would be the first to leave due to overwork in national affairs, but he would definitely not want to leave.

He dragged his sickly body, waiting for his wife to take her last breath in his arms.

But who knew that in the blink of an eye, three years had passed, yet he still hadn't died!

”Guo Guo, did you come to pick me up?” Su Junze was very excited. At that time, if his wife did not remind him, he would have definitely thought highly of his son.

In the eyes of an outsider, he was still lying on the rocking chair with his head tilted. His mouth was slightly opened, but no sound came out.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the fragrances of the osmanthus flowers drifted over.

He blinked again, laughing to himself. He was really too old and dizzy.