After Fu Bao put on her shoes and socks, she made a fuss about going to the ground, so Yu Wenyan had to let her down.
He coaxed in a low voice: "Stop crying..."
Fu Bao nodded and smiled again, "Yeah! Fu Bao doesn't cry."
Seeing the strong and optimistic look of the little breasted dumpling, Yu Wenyan's heart was filled with tears, and it kept changing with Fu Bao's every move.
When Fu Bao woke up, he felt that Yu Wenyan was the only one Guifeng could rely on. He was so good and like a big brother, so he relied on him even more.
Fu Bao held his hand and said, "Yu Wenyan, I'm hungry and want to eat."
At this point, it was already past dinner time, but Yu Wenyan had already ordered the kitchen to be prepared, just in case Fu Bao woke up and wanted to eat.
Yu Wenyan himself did not have dinner.
"Let's go, the kitchen is preparing dinner."
Yu Wenyan took Fu Bao outside to eat in the yard, where he could look at the stars and enjoy the breeze.
Fu Bao sat next to Yu Wenyan and did not let go of his hand.
After a while, the people in the kitchen started bringing out the dinner meals one after another. Many of them were Guifeng’s specialties, but they were so oily and spicy that Fubao drooled just looking at them, but he didn’t dare to eat them.
Normally at home, she would not be asked to eat anything that was too oily or spicy. She would only be allowed to taste it after it had been washed with water.
But now that there are no family members to control him, Fu Bao looks at these dishes and is a little ready to make a move...
Along with the dinner, there was also Hou Hong from the prefecture.
After Hou Hong had been tired from running around all day, he washed away the smell of sweat and changed his clothes before coming to see Yu Wenyan.
He saluted and said: "I have met the prince, and I have met the princess."
Hou Hong had already figured out Fubao's identity, and naturally he did not dare to neglect the princess. However, Fubao's identity was in Guifeng. Apart from him and the prince, no other person knew about it, and everyone kept it strictly confidential.
Yu Wenyan nodded: "Get up and sit down."
Hou Hong was a little surprised. He originally thought that the prince would let him go if he wanted to explain some things. He actually asked him to sit down... It couldn't be that he had done something wrong. This was a Hongmen banquet tonight. Beheading
Food?
Before he could think clearly, Yu Wenyan looked over with a cold look, and Hou Hong could only sit down in a cold sweat.
Fu Bao bit his chopsticks and said, "Yu Wenyan, can I start eating?"
Yu Wenyan didn't expect Fu Bao to be waiting for him. He personally scooped a spoonful of rice in the wooden bucket for Fu Bao. It was still hot and said, "You eat."
Fu Bao was hungry for a long time and started eating happily.
Yu Wenyan stayed with her as she ate, while Hou Hong bravely raised his chopsticks and answered Yu Wenyan's questions from time to time.
Most of them are about refugees.
Suddenly Fu Bao coughed, "Cough cough!...Cough, cough cough..."
"Fubao?" Yu Wenyan looked at her immediately and patted her on the back. Hou Hong quickly filled a bowl of clear soup and put it in front of Fubao, "Your Highness, please drink some soup..."
Yu Wenyan frowned and took the clear soup to feed Fubao. Although his movements were jerky but very careful, Hou Hong was stunned.
After Fu Bao drank a few mouthfuls of soup and slowly recovered, she still stuck out her tongue and fanned herself with her little hands: "It's so spicy..."
Yu Wenyan looked at what Fu Bao had just eaten, and it turned out to be such spicy diced pork.
His expression immediately turned cold: "Here comes someone!"
Hou Hong's eyelids twitched.
The people in this kitchen...will not suffer!
The waiter came quickly, and Yu Wenyan said coldly: "Change the cook, and change all the food to light food from now on..."
"Hey, don't, don't, don't!"
After realizing what Yu Wenyan was going to do, Fubao quickly stopped him, "No, Yu Wenyan, I finally got spicy food and the special Guifeng cuisine. Why are you changing chefs..."
There was still a cold look in Yu Wenyan's eyes, "You're choking, you can't eat spicy food."
It was also Yu Wenyan who had not thought of this level at all.
Once upon a time he was in the palace...
Occasionally, there are times when I can’t eat.
Not to mention whether it was spicy or not, sometimes even if he caught a wild snake, Yu Wenyan would dare to peel off the skin, cook it and eat it. He didn't care so much at all.
Therefore, when the dishes were served, Yu Wenyan never thought that Fubao was not suitable for eating these spicy dishes at his age.
Fu Bao blinked at him and shook his head, "No, my family didn't ask me to eat before. Now you still don't let me eat. Is there any justice..."
Seeing Fu Bao's coquettish look, Yu Wenyan finally relaxed a little, "You can eat it if you want. Just wash it with water before you eat it."
Fu Bao said "Ah", "Isn't this just the same as before..."
"Otherwise we won't eat it," Yu Wenyan said.
Fu Bao pursed his lips, "Okay, okay, then I'll listen to you."
Then Yu Wenyan gave her a bowl of clear soup and put it aside, and personally supervised Fu Bao's eating. Any spicy dishes would be watched by Fu Bao before she was allowed to eat them until she had passed the clear soup.
Fu Bao was obedient, and he was afraid of choking again, so he ate like this.
Hou Hong looked at all this, dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
He couldn't eat well anymore. He was even more frightened and didn't dare to speak.
...It's just, very weird.
Fu Bao noticed him and after eating until she was eighty percent full, she ate slowly and asked some questions from time to time.
"In the county, the refugees have been injured and injured. Has Guifeng sent a doctor to check on the situation?"
Speaking of this, Hou Hong also frowned and sighed, "To tell you the princess, Guifeng originally had this plan... However, if so many refugees want to seek medical treatment, the local financial expenditure will be under great pressure. Secondly, I heard that it is
Not many doctors are willing to treat the refugees... Only a small number of doctors are willing to treat, but it is a drop in the bucket. If only a small number of refugees are treated and others are not, it will further lead to conflicts among the refugees...
…It will be even more difficult to manage by then…”
Therefore, in fact, when it comes to managing the refugees, Hou Hong is also in a dilemma, riding a tiger with a hard time getting off, with more than enough ambition but insufficient power.
Fubao thought for a while, "Are these wealthy families only willing to give some food for relief? Are they not willing to give money to doctors to treat the refugees?"
Hou Hong sighed: "Today, I was originally lobbying for this treatment, but none of the noble families were willing to pay for it..."
Fu Bao understood that it was okay to provide some rice and food without any pain, but it was impossible for them to spend a lot of money to treat the refugees.
Fubao slowly pondered in his mind that to prevent cholera, he must first prevent it and keep up with the treatment. These require medicinal materials, money, and doctors... He must find a way to let the locals in Guifeng City
The aristocratic families are aware of the seriousness of the problem, and they need to get everyone in Guifeng City to have consistent epidemic prevention goals.
Otherwise, everything you say will be in vain.
Fubao's little hands unconsciously touched the table little by little, and Hou Hong and Yu Wenyan saw all this in their hearts.
Yu Wenyan stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, shook his head and said, "Fu Bao, don't think so much now, eat your fill first."
She is still young, why should she be responsible for so many things?
As for those aristocratic families... Well, if they are unwilling to cooperate, Yu Wenyan will not have no means to force them to submit...