Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

The heavy snow came in anxious, and it lasted for three days and three nights. It seemed that there was no sign of stopping. At the Jinluan Temple, Feng Xuanche had a headache and raised his forehead. The civil and military officials below were quarreling all day, and today is even more noisy Awesome.

It was simply because the three consecutive days of heavy snow made the war in the Northwest tight and the people suffered a lot.

"The emperor, Xiahe Town was originally a poor town. In this heavy snowfall, many villagers' houses were crushed and dozens of people have died. If you sit back and ignore it, I am afraid that the people will rise!"

The speaker was Hubu Shangshu, who was famous for his outspokenness, and Feng Xuanche never punished him for it.

He had just ascended the throne, he didn't need to be conscientious, an official who was in the dark, but such an upright person was exactly what he expected.

"Rising up? Li Shangshu said cautiously, the emperor is mighty, how can these people be allowed to be presumptuous!"

"Okay, stop arguing." Feng Xuanche heard enough of the unnecessary quarrels and signaled everyone to be quiet. The people had a problem, and naturally they had to solve it. Only recently did they call a hundred officials to raise money to deal with the war. The heavy snowfall made Dashun even worse, and couldn't think of a good way for a while.

Unable to think of any countermeasures, arguing in this hall was useless, Feng Xuan waved his hand, signalling to retreat.

The snow on the road has long been cleared, and only a thin layer is left, "Ruixue Zhaofeng..." Feng Xuanche sighed softly.

Guo Yuanqing, the chief **** on the side, heard the words and said hurriedly: "Everyone says that if we lose our horses, we know nothing, maybe this snow is a good sign."

Seeing that the emperor hadn't moved, Guo Yuanqing said again: "Does the emperor go to the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart or Kunning Palace?"

"Chun'er returned to the palace in the past few days, I haven't passed yet." Feng Xuanche was windy, and the heavy snow was coming fiercely. He slept in the imperial study room all day, indeed ignoring Du Xuechun.

The atmosphere in Kunning Palace was just right. Du Xuechun's mood was indeed much clearer when he went out of the palace. Thinking that Feng Xuanche might be back in the past two days, he personally went to the small kitchen to boil a small pot of yam rib soup.

Du Xuechun understood that the previous period was in an eventful autumn, and now this heavy snow may cause Feng Xuanche to be overwhelmed, and the two of them are connected. Naturally, she will not be angry because Feng Xuanche has not been here for a few days.

She was not idle either. Such a heavy snowfall was a natural disaster to the people. As the emperor, Feng Xuan Che must solve the problems for the people.

As he was thinking, he heard a rush of footsteps behind him, and Feng Xuan Che's voice sounded immediately, a little annoying, "You are pregnant with a child, you should pay attention to rest, the kitchen is heavy, how can you come in!"

"Yes, yes." At that time, the soup was ready. Du Xuechun poured the soup into the exquisite porcelain bowl on the side and handed it to Feng Xuanche. He smiled and said: "Then please take care of it, please take it out?"

For Du Xuechun, Feng Xuanche has always had no choice but to take the porcelain cup and walk out of the small kitchen with Du Xuechun in his arms.

"It's been a long time since I drank the soup you boiled." Feng Xuan stirred it thoroughly, and when the heat was slightly relieved, he was too lazy to use a spoon, picking up the porcelain bowl and drinking it into his mouth.

Du Xuechun chuckled, and said helplessly: "The Ninth Five-Year Lord of the Emperor, let people see that he is acting so rough, I am afraid that he will be remembered by Shichen."

After all, Du Xuechun understood him, Feng Xuanche hadn't eaten well for several days, and now he had eaten a bowl of hot soup, and this mess of brain was finally clear.

"Chun'er, I plan to open a warehouse for food." Feng Xuanche put down the porcelain bowl, thinking for a while, and said.

The war in the northwest was tight. Not long after Feng Xuanche became the throne, the national treasury was in deficit. In a country as large as Dashun, the money raised from hundreds of officials a few days ago could not meet the needs of the war.

At this time, it was a bit of a risk to open the warehouse to release the grain, and I hesitated for a long time to come to Feng Xuan Che.

"The emperor has only ascended the throne, and the people don't understand the emperor. This heavy snowfall just gave the emperor a chance." Du Xuechun thought lightly.

Guo Yuanqing was right. Perhaps it would be a blessing for Feng Xuan Che to make good use of this heavy snowfall.

"There are many refugees from nearby disasters coming from outside the capital. If they are allowed to enter the city, it may cause disaster." Feng Xuanche frowned, where the refugees are the top priority. Being able to freeze to death alive, Feng Xuan will surely end up with a reputation for disregarding the life and death of the people.

"The emperor shouldn't set up a few tents outside the city, the people have a place to live, and then send people to spread food and porridge, so that not only can save the lives of the people, but also stabilize the city.

Among the refugees, it is difficult to keep secret spies of all races, and they must not be allowed in at this time.

Du Xuechun's idea gave Feng Xuanche new inspiration. In this way, it is necessary to control the direction of public opinion and let the people know that the battle is difficult. At this time, the emperor is still thinking about the people.

"Qin Tianjian observed that this heavy snowfall will be at most one day later. When the snow stops, the concubines will go to Jinshan Temple to pray for the people. This way, they can comfort the people."

Du Xuechun is not as busy as Feng Xuanche, and has been thinking about disaster relief these days, but he has been thinking carefully, and he can solve some worries for Feng Xuanche, and Du Xuechun is also happy in her heart.

"Chun'er, you still know me best." Feng Xuanche leaned his head lightly on Du Xuechun, criticizing memoirs and dealing with government affairs for days. , It's too tired.

But except for Du Xuechun, he couldn't let anyone see his exhaustion.

"Guo Yuanqing, send someone to do what the Empress Empress said. In addition, Liu Shilang was removed from the post and sent him to cook porridge."

Liu Shilang was the one who was arguing with Li Shangshu early this morning. He knew how to flatter him all day long. Now it seems that he is flattering on a horse's legs.

"Liu Shilang is Du Heng's person." Feng Xuanche sneered. "I know I will kill me all day long. If I sit there with another person, I'm afraid Dashun would have been caught by his mouth with a lotus tongue. Ruined."

"The emperor did this to warn Du Heng?"

Although the harem cannot participate in politics, when only Du Xuechun and Feng Xuanche were alone, they always had something to say.

These days, Du Heng is not honest, Feng Xuanche intends to reset the supervisory office, this incident is probably a big shock to Du Heng, and he is afraid that he will take action next.

With a little warning, if Du Heng's small movements are not rare, Feng Xuan Che will have to think about the position of this prime minister.

"You are pregnant now, and you must be careful when you act in the harem. Don't be careless." Feng Xuan Che was always worried about Du Xuechun. Thinking of the last time about Catkins, Feng Xuan would still have lingering fears.

Thinking of this, Liu Xuer disappeared. This matter is not over yet, after all, it is a matter of mind.

"Concubine Shu is here this morning." Thinking of a small episode this morning, Du Xuechun couldn't help but smile. I'm afraid Feng Xuanche gave her a three-day ban order to make her worry about her right to be in charge of the sixth house. ?

Feng Xuanche naturally understood Zhang Wan'er's thoughts, and asked her to take charge of the sixth house in order to separate the eyes of others to protect Du Xuechun and the child. Now the children in the palace know everything about the child. If Zhang Wan'er be honest and dedicated to the queen He can tolerate things, if he has other thoughts...