Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Chapter 434: Zhu Gang is depressed and confused, and Shu Ren comforts him with warmth

In the house where the candlelight flickered, the light and shadows danced on the walls in patches.

Zhu Gang was sitting at his desk, concentrating fully, like an isolated island immersed in a sea of ​​thought, unaware of anything in the outside world.

His deep eyes were fixed on the books and documents spread out on the table.

Zhu Gang was seen frowning from time to time, as if he had encountered a difficult problem.

Sometimes his eyes were burning, as if he had grasped the key to the problem.

The brush in his hand moved continuously on the paper as his thoughts rose and fell.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and every stroke seems to carry Zhu Gang's solemnity and dedication to the world's affairs.

Fang Shuxiu stood quietly not far away, wearing a moon-white silk dress.

The hem of the skirt fell like a light cloud, swaying gently with the faint breeze in the room, as if quietly telling of its lightness and softness.

At this time, Fang Shuxiu had her hair combed into an exquisite double-ring bun, with a few strands of hair playfully hanging beside her fair neck, making her look more lively and cute.

Her face is like a flower blooming in spring, with curved eyebrows and eyes, revealing intelligence and grace.

A pair of bright eyes were like clear lake water, looking at Zhu Gang with full concern.

There seemed to be thousands of words in that look, but she was afraid of disturbing Zhu Gang rashly.

So Fang Shuxiu could only purse her lips slightly, hesitating whether she should go forward.

Finally, she took some lotus steps, as light as a cat's.

Without making any sound, he slowly walked to Zhu Gang's side.

Fang Shuxiu first tilted her head and blinked her lively eyes.

It was as if he was thinking about how to start his conversation so that Zhu Gang would be willing to put down his current work and take a break.

After a moment, she leaned down slightly, stretched out her slender hand, and gently placed it on Zhu Gang's shoulder.

The movement was as gentle as the brush of a feather, and Fang Shuxiu said softly in a voice as clear and pleasant as a mountain spring: "Your Highness, please take a rest. This matter cannot be rushed!

You've been working so hard day and night, your body can't take it!"

As she spoke, her other hand gently smoothed the corners of Zhu Gang's clothes that were slightly wrinkled from sitting for a long time. Her every move showed her thoughtfulness.

Zhu Gang then slowly came back to his senses, as if he had escaped from the complicated and deep ocean of thoughts and got ashore, with a hint of trance still in his eyes.

He turned to look at Fang Shuxiu, and what caught his eye was that pretty face that was full of worry but also revealed a lively and intelligent look.

Zhu Gang felt a warm feeling in his heart and reached out to take the ginseng tea she handed over.

Fang Shuxiu's movements in handing over tea were also extremely graceful. She held the teacup in both hands and leaned slightly, like an elegant painting of a lady.

When Zhu Gang took the teacup, he touched her warm fingertips.

The warmth seemed to pass through his fingertips into his heart, slightly relieving his tired body and mind.

However, Zhu Gang just took a sip and put it down.

His face was full of helplessness, and he sighed deeply and said, "Shuxiu, you don't understand!
If this matter is not handled well, not only will I fail to live up to my father's expectations.

We, the Ming Dynasty, have missed such a great opportunity. How can I not be anxious?

Look at the people in this world, who among them is not eagerly hoping that their lives will get better and better?

As the King of Jin, I bear this responsibility.

You have to do your best and not slack off in the slightest."

After hearing this, Fang Shuxiu did not refute immediately.

Instead, she slightly frowned her curved brows, and her smart eyes moved slightly, as if she was quickly organizing the right words in her mind.

Then Fang Shuxiu gently sat down next to Zhu Gang, leaning forward slightly.

She folded her hands on her legs and looked at Zhu Gang with a focused and somewhat playful gaze.

Fang Shuxiu said in a calm and gentle voice: "Your Highness, how could I not understand your feelings?
You care about the world and are dedicated to bringing welfare to the Ming Dynasty.

This is your noble cause, and it is also what Shuxiu admires you for. However, doing things is like brewing tea. If the fire is too hot, the tea will taste bitter and lose its original fragrance.

You are working day and night like this, your body is just like the tea leaves roasted by the fire.

If this goes on for too long, I'm afraid it will damage the foundation.

By then, even if you have a better idea, you won't have the energy to implement it, and that means you'll have let this great opportunity slip away!"

As she spoke, Fang Shuxiu looked out the window, and outside the window was a dark night.

The moonlight shines in the courtyard, outlining the mottled shadows of the trees, like an ink painting.

She seemed to have drawn inspiration from the night, turned to look at Zhu Gang, her eyes sparkling with a lively brilliance.

Fang Shuxiu continued, "Look at this dark night. It's so dark that it makes people feel lost and helpless.

But it also breeds the hope of dawn.

Just like what you are doing now, although it is complicated and difficult, just like this long dark night, as long as you keep your mind steady and combine work and rest.

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Waiting until you have recovered your spirit before dealing with it will be like waiting for the dawn, and everything will become clear.

If you are exhausted, it will be difficult for the dawn of hope to shine in."

Zhu Gang was deeply touched by Fang Shuxiu's clever and wise advice.

He looked at the smart woman in front of him who could always enlighten him with her unique perspective, and couldn't help but reveal a rare relaxed smile.

Zhu Gang reached out and held Fang Shuxiu's hand, patting it gently.

He said with some emotion: "Shuxiu, your little mouth is like a clever tongue that can untie a thousand knots.

You can always say such warm and reasonable words to comfort my heart, how could I not know that you are doing this for my own good. ?
But the burden on my heart is too heavy, and I can’t let it go for a while.”

Fang Shuxiu held Zhu Gang's hand back with a little force, as if wanting to give him strength.

At the same time, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a playful and confident smile.

"Your Highness, the burden is heavy, so we will carry it slowly.

You always teach us to be steady and cautious in doing things.

Now that it happens to me, I can't forget these words.

Don't worry, Shuxiu will always be by your side no matter what.

If there are any difficulties, let's work together to find a solution.

If you don't believe it, we can make a bet.

You listened to Shuxiu's advice and took a break.

Come back and look at this matter after some time, maybe you can get twice the result with half the effort."

Zhu Gang looked at Fang Shuxiu's determined yet playful eyes, and his heart was deeply moved.

He nodded heavily, "Shuxiu, it's great to have you around."

Then Zhu Gang's eyes unconsciously looked towards the dark night outside the window. The endless darkness seemed to be able to swallow everything.

But now, with Fang Shuxiu's comfort, although he was still worried, the annoyance in his heart seemed to be alleviated a little.

However, the belief in contributing to the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty is still like a bright lamp in the darkness, always shining brightly and never extinguished.

It is this bright light that always guides Zhu Gang to move forward firmly.

Even though he was surrounded by thick fog, he never had the slightest intention of retreating.

As for the adjustment of commercial taxes related to the new financial regulations, Zhu Gang put a lot of effort into it.

He knew in his heart that this commercial tax was related to the rise and fall of commerce in the vassal state and even in the entire Ming Dynasty, and could not be taken lightly.

So Zhu Gang sent people to find all the experienced and well-versed accountants in the fiefdom to the Prince of Jin's Mansion in Taiyuan one by one.

(End of this chapter)