The concubine in the medicine pot is charming again, and the sick and tyrant obediently confesses 231 Bengong thinks that Feng Damei is diligent and thrifty in managing the house
231 Bengong thinks that Feng Damei is diligent and thrifty in managing the house
The Shun'an Earthquake was a huge earthquake in the original book. It almost razed most of Shun'an Prefecture to the ground, the mountains collapsed and the ground collapsed, and all the people cried.
However, what everyone did not expect was that Commander Yao Zhongyao, who was supposed to arrive at the outskirts of Shun'an on the night of the earthquake, actually worked hard day and night and arrived at the mansion three hours early.
In addition, Yiluan Si was well-known and had many capable men and strangers under his command, so the news spread to the nearest counties and villages within an hour.
Even though the evacuation was timely, it saved at least half of the losses for Shun An Prefecture.
So when this exciting news was broadcast to the imperial court, Hua Dang's back, which had been straightened due to Taiqing, suddenly became stiffer.
The other ministers, who knew they were in the wrong and now found that things were not as bad as they thought, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wan Xue and others are quite smart, and they know how to pull the tiger skin of Lord Yao at the critical moment."
In Changle Palace, Xiao Xiruo was leaning lazily in front of the desk, watching Feng Wuyan peel off the newly offered lychees for her.
The lychees are white and jade-like, and when it comes to her appearance, Xiao Xiruo feels that her beauty is indeed more delicious than lychees and more greedy than grapes.
"That is to say, Mr. Yao has hidden it deeply and is not suitable to be exposed to the public. Otherwise, his achievements in saving the world and saving the people will not be taken away by his party."
He handed the pulp to Xiao Xiruo's lips and watched her pick it up like a rabbit. The moment he licked her red lips with his soft tongue, Feng Wuyan wanted to raise his hand to hook her chin.
But when he thought about the way she always frowned and said that he didn't want to wear a hairdress to the police, he finally held it back.
"It's just political achievements. They lack it, but I don't."
After swallowing the pulp, Xiao Xiruo couldn't help but stick out her tongue and said:
"I am a noble concubine and the empress of the palace. What achievements does the empress want?"
She can't tell her great beauty that she doesn't want to establish a person who can save all sentient beings and serve the country and the people, right?
After all, if this person is set up to death, how can she squeeze out other people's negative emotions? If others mention her as a compliment, then will she still buy medicine and survive?
Therefore, even if the main force responsible for evacuating the people was not Yao Zhong, but Wan Xue and others under her command, as well as Hong Chen, who Feng Wuyan had long sent to southern Xinjiang on standby, she did not intend to say anything.
She didn't intend to take credit, so Feng Wuyan naturally wouldn't say anything.
Five days later, Feng Yehan, the head of the four imperial envoys, also sent back a letter, telling them in detail about the disaster in Shun'an Mansion.
The earth collapsed, houses collapsed, landslides occurred, and water accumulated into lakes...
There were tens of thousands of casualties, and the government needed to allocate funds and issue orders to resettle the refugees as quickly as possible.
However, the four people who went to Shun'an this time were all capable ministers. Even Feng Qi, the weakest, had many people around him to advise him.
As for Feng Xuan, who had the best professional ability, he not only did a good job, but he also gave instructions to local officials. However, he finished burying the corpses in the area he was responsible for and fumigating mugwort in three days.
As the supervisor of all this, Feng Yehan only needs to patrol around every day and find faults at any time.
"So? I sent my cousin to Shun'an and asked him to monitor Feng Xuan and the other three?"
Looking at Shen Mian who had come to deliver a letter to her with a playful look, Xiao Xiruo's face clearly said, "You must think carefully before speaking."
"Well, empress, that..." Shen Mian hesitated for a long time, and gave Wen Susu and Bai Zhi who were standing aside so many times asking for help. In the end, the call for help was fruitless, so she could only accept her fate and confess:
"Yes, it's the Lord. The Lord said that His Highness the Night King is just idle. It's better to suppress King Xuan and the others. He can also bring some achievements to our imperial party..."
Okay, Xiao Xiruo understands.
She finally understood why her cousin had held a grudge against her for five whole days.
It turned out that a certain beauty used her name to avenge her and sent her cousin out of Beijing.
Speaking of supervision...the three imperial envoys probably supervise each other more diligently than anyone else.
Seeing that Xiao Xiruo's face was cloudy and uncertain, sleeping as if facing a powerful enemy, he immediately said:
"My dear, please don't be angry, the Lord is the same..."
However, before she could finish her rebuttal, Shen Mian saw the empress in front of her in a brocade dress and smiled, her bright eyes full of light and she said with emotion:
"Your Majesty is really thoughtful and considerate, which is beyond the reach of this palace!"
Shen Mian: "?"
For some reason, he suddenly sympathized with His Highness the Night King, really.
But how did he know that in Xiao Xiruo's place, a certain beauty took the initiative to earn pills for her? It was too late for her to be happy ~
Time flies and it’s June 25th. The Great Summer Festival is coming. We send summer boats, eat fairy grass, and drink pear soup.
Early in the morning, everyone in Changle Palace began to clean and busy, just to tidy up the inside and outside of the palace so that their wives could have a good summer.
After all, among the four seasons of the year, only summer is the time when Xiao Xiruo is in the best health.
Sickness is a disease, but people are more energetic than other times.
What's more, there are also ice-based fruits and even ice cubes for cooling.
Compared with the calmness of the capital city, the disaster area of Shun'an seemed much more lively.
In the past, King Qi of Huadang donated money and materials, and in the later King Xuan presented skilled craftsmen, and Si Yiluan was busy walking around the countryside. Within half a month, Feng Yehan felt like he could return home in fine clothes.
In addition, there was a personal letter from the emperor, and a group of imperial doctors were sent to come for a diagnosis. In addition, they paid attention to the disease at all times. Therefore, except for those injured due to house collapse, there were no signs of a major epidemic in the disaster area.
"Plague? As we all know, this plague started with heavy snow and occurred at the winter solstice... How can such evil things happen in this summer?"
In the temporary government office, Feng Qi, who had a rare opportunity to show off his knowledge, put his hands on his hips and felt that Feng Wuyan's move was completely unfounded.
"What King Qi said is absolutely true. Please see, this disaster in Shun'an can be resolved in ten days at most, and we can return to the capital earlier."
Hua Qingsong ate the watermelon with a smile, very satisfied with Hua Dang's current situation.
In the past, there was Taiqing who peered into the sky, and in the back there was Yao Zhong who saved the people.
Coupled with the achievements he has made in Shun'an these days, their reputation as a party member has almost surpassed that of the Xiao family.
Look, so what if you have been sticking to the border for more than thirty years? So what if you shed a lot of blood for Dayan?
In front of stupid people, all they can see is immediate benefits.
Not to mention anything else, just the incense money spent by Qingxu Temple these days has already cost me a lot of money than Kongming Temple. It is about to surpass the largest temple in Dayan and become an indispensable belief in the hearts of the people of Dayan!
However, just when everyone thought that the Shun'an Earthquake had been completely resolved and the court could prepare for the Autumn Palace in peace, Qingxu Temple suddenly closed its doors. Taiqing even petitioned the Queen Mother to admit that she had peered too much into the sky. I will no longer visit the palace to pay my respects in the near future.
At first, everyone didn’t think much about it. They just occasionally chanted the merits of the Heavenly Master and knelt down outside the Taoist temple to pray for blessings. Until Queen Mother Hua caught the cold again and urgently announced that Taiqing’s youngest disciple, Mo Fan, had entered the palace...
This little Dao Xu was young, but he accidentally revealed a secret under the Queen Mother's questioning...