Chapter 921 (1/2)

What Liu Wei said is just what she has experienced. A person who is accustomed to more efficient and rigorous programs in the 21st century, of course, has a lot to sigh about these backward governance levels in ancient times.

But she can think of these, because she is an outsider, and there is a contrast between ancient and modern, natural language.

Rong Ling can think of all this because he is wise enough.

Liu Wei sometimes felt that if Rong Ling became emperor, he would be a good emperor. He was just and not pedantic. If he came to govern, Qingyun country would be a higher level. The people were rich and the country was prosperous. At that time, it would be prosperous, but it was near at hand.

And Liu Wei knows that not only does she think so, but many people should think so.

So the old ministers in the cabinet love Rong Ling very much.

Some officials of the Qing and Ming dynasties also highly praised the three princes.

It is the number of literati in the folk, but also their praise and praise.

Rong Ling will be a good emperor, Liu Wei believes, everyone believes.

But Liu Wei knew that he would not be the emperor.

Even if he wants to, the golden crown of Dragon Robe will be close, but he just doesn't want to, so he works at ease, works for the people, refuses to be attached to his officials. He rejects all elements of the ninth five year plan, and he doesn't want to be emperor.

Liu Wei feels that his decision is right. He is wise and knows Jing's heart.

A wise man knows how cold and lonely the golden position of the ninth five year plan is.

As Liu Wei himself knows, if someone gives up the throne to himself, he will not ask for it. He has more identity and more responsibility.

Some people are willing to bear the huge responsibility because of their great ability, and resist the burden of the world on their shoulders.

Some people are selfish. They prefer to be free and comfortable, rather than be encircled and suppressed by all kinds of things.

Liu Wei is the latter.

Rong Ling is also the latter.

Now, as one of the people of Qingyun, Liu Wei also hopes that Rong Ling can shoulder this burden and build a prosperous mountain and river for the country and the people.

But as the father of her child, she hoped that he would be safe, simple and happy.

Liu Wei thought a little far. When she finished thinking, she found that Rong Ling was reading again. He had read two-thirds of pinghongce. Only a few thin pages remained.

At this time, the heavy rain outside, has not let her upset.

Liu Wei leaned on the side, put down the warm tea cup on her hand, supported her arm, and looked at the men around her. Looking at it like this, she seemed to feel that she didn't see enough.

The person on the side of the body seemed to notice her vision, and raised her eyes to look at it. Then, the bottom of her eyes gathered a light smile.

He leans over, puts the book down, takes her gently in his arms with one hand, lowers his head to her eyes, pecks her pink lips with thin lips, and asks in a hoarse voice, ”what are you looking at?”

Liu Wei smiled and said, ”look at the pillars of our country, Qingyun.”

The smile at the bottom of Rong Leng's eyes deepened. Her long and warm fingertips pinched her chin, and her body was closer. Her lips were printed again. This time, it was no more than the light touch just now. His strength was so great that Liu Wei could not bear the kiss.

She wanted to retreat, but he grabbed the tip of her jaw and didn't let her retreat. The breath between the lips and teeth of the two people began to become rapid, and then

”BAM BAM.”

Knock on the door, it's time to ring.

The two people who are kissing each other so warmly, have a meal together.