Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"You, and you, take out the brazier in the little master's house and make some new fires for the little master, and the rest, move all these things!"

"Yes!"

Directing the few people in the palace to set this little charcoal fire, Le'er ran all day, already suffering from backaches, and she didn't sleep well these days.

But right now, I can't rest, the young master is still feverish, and she will continue to guard tonight.

Just when everyone thought it was done, another group of people visited the palace of the honorable person.

It is Songwen next to Concubine Shu.

"Aunt Songwen?" I was surprised to see her so late, and quickly stepped forward to salute, "Aunt Songwen came here late at night, but what's the matter with Concubine Shu?"

Concubine Shu's unkindness towards her young master can be felt by Le'er. Now when she sees people around her, the first reaction is that Concubine Shu is in trouble.

"My wife asked me to send you something."

Songwen was cold-tempered, she turned her body sideways, and immediately after Leer saw a dozen people behind her, all of them were holding charcoal fire in their hands, and even one or two in their arms. Wearing a quilt.

"This...what..." Le'er was completely stunned, speechless.

Unexpectedly, Concubine Shu would actually send someone something, and it was more than double that of Concubine De.

"The things have been delivered, I'm leaving first."

Seeing those people put everything down, Song Wen nodded at Le'er, then turned to leave.

When Le Er reacted, she had already left.

"joy?"

A soft voice came from behind, and Le'er hurriedly turned around, and saw Jiagui standing by the door frame while being supported by someone, "What's the matter? Why are there so many things suddenly?"

"Little lord, why did you come out?" hurriedly stepped forward to hold on to the lord, Le'er looked worried, "Ah, these, the people from the Internal Affairs Department have just sent things out, so now we have to make up for them."

"Why do the people from the Internal Affairs Office always go wrong today?" The Jiagui frowned, but didn't think much, "Cough cough cough..."

But after standing outside for a while, she started coughing again, and Le'er didn't dare to delay, and quickly helped her into the house.

"Little lord, it's windy outside, you should go back and lie down, your fever has not gone back, but it can't get worse."

The Jiagui was helped into the room by her, sat on the bed, coughed slightly, shook his head and said, "After all, it’s because of my bad life that I won’t be spoiled at home. I dragged this body and entered. You and I suffer because of Gong Ye."

"The little lord is too worried. The slave and maidservant are supposed to take care of you. These things are the slaves' duty to do!"

...

Kunning Palace

Feng Xuanche has been staying in the Palace of Qinzheng recently, and the memorials are piled up like a mountain. He himself is too tired. Du Xuechun feels sorry for him, so he rushed to visit him in Sunny Day.

When Du Xuechun returned to the palace, it seemed to be very late.

"Mother, how come those ministers are useless? How long have passed this, and I still can't think of a way to help the poor, and the emperor who hurt you will worry about it together."

Du Xuechun's two court ladies and four guards each held a lantern in his hand to brighten the long palace road.

It is winter and the roads on the ground are slippery. These masters are all delicate and expensive, and no one dares to be a sedan chair. If they bump into each other, no one can bear the responsibility, so they changed their trips. To walk.

Mingying had just listened to the discussion between Du Xuechun and Feng Xuanche in the Palace of Qinzheng, and almost fell asleep, and the two of them did not discuss the reason.

Du Xuechun smiled when he heard the words, the ethereal voice was especially clear in the dark night:

"You can't say that. They have never encountered such a problem. There are very few such things recorded in the historical records. There are so many refugees, it is almost impossible to take care of them all at once, so they can only step by step. Probing, and the idea they put forward is not useless at all, at least it gives us a direction."

Just now, after listening to them discussing a lot of things, seeing that Du Xuechun was about to explain to herself again, Mingying ran away quickly.

"Niangniang knows a lot, but the slaves are so insipid and shallow, I can't think of it so far-reaching."

Du Xuechun has been around her for so long, what kind of temper she is, Du Xuechun knows very well, so she didn't go on.

In about half a time, I arrived at Kunning Palace. The red lanterns were hung outside, and the illuminated plaque was bright. The three characters "Kunning Palace" were huge and vigorous.

Not long after Du Xuechun returned to his palace, he heard that Mingying brought a message back.

"Niang Niang, today the Leer around Jiagui has come to you."

Du Xuechun was looking at the mirror and took off his head full of pearls. Hearing the words, his eyes only flickered, and he looked through the mirror: "She is looking for this palace? What's the matter?"

"This... the slave and maid didn't know. The guard who guarded the door told the slave today. The guard said, "Happy heard you are in the Palace of Qinzheng, turned your head and left. As for why, I don't know."

The hairpin was placed on the box and made a crisp sound. After a long time, Du Xuechun started to speak: "Speaking of which, since Jiagui was sick, I may not have visited her for a long time. How is she doing recently?"

"The slave and maid don't know."

Mingying stays by Du Xuechun's side all day. Where can I go out and learn about these things?

"That's fine, it's normal if you don't know, Ming Nihon Palace will take Heya to see her, and help her get her pulse by the way, and see why it hasn't improved until now."

"Yes, mother."

It was night, the snow all over the sky fell silently, and the cold wind was icy. I don't know how many poor people's lives would be lost on such a night.

"Help me...Help us, we are about to freeze to death, help us!"

"Let us in, let us in, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

The voices of thousands of refugees echoed outside the city thousands of miles away from the capital. Their greatest wish is to live, but this is also a luxury.

The next morning

When Du Xuechun woke up, her headache was splitting, as if she was about to explode.

"Manny, are you awake?"

Mingying happened to walk in with clean clothes, and when she saw her waking up, she quickly stepped forward and helped her sit up.

"Did the mother not sleep well last night?"

Du Xuechun's eyes were black and blue, and the whole person was also dizzy, looking poor.

She leaned against the bed for a while, rubbed her forehead, and then came back for a long time: "I didn't sleep well. I had a dream all night. I always heard someone in my ear yelling to open the door, not wanting to die, freezing to death. Things like that."

"Is the empress too tired recently?" Mingying intimately handed over a cup of hot tea, Du Xuechun took a sip, her brows still frowned.

"maybe."

She subconsciously looked out of the window, and suddenly realized that the sky was surprisingly bright today. Mingying followed her gaze and laughed: "Manny, there was a lot of snow last night, and the snow in the palace is almost here. The servant's calf! If the princess and the prince get up, they will be extremely happy!"