The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

Feng Yi sat quietly on the edge of the bed, waiting for Song Yunzhao to fall asleep before getting up and leaving.

He was going to court before dawn, and if he stayed overnight in Wangyou Palace and got up early, she would definitely be alarmed. Before leaving, she took away Yun Zhao's well-written pamphlet.

It is not enough to rely solely on private donations. The imperial court also has to distribute food and money to relieve disasters, but the imperial family is not rich. Although he is the emperor, he knows that there are many embarrassing things for the emperor when he sits in this position.

Meng Jiuchang had been guarding outside the palace, thinking that the emperor would accompany Song Jieyu to have lunch, but he would come out in half an hour, he hurriedly got up and followed, could it be that the emperor came here just to see Song Jieyu a glance?

This is really incomprehensible. It's cold, is this glance so important?

Anyway, in Meng Jiuchang's mind, this glance is definitely not as important as the emperor being cold at night.

After Song Yunzhao woke up and found that the pamphlet she wrote was missing, she asked the palace to find out that the emperor had come, but she didn't realize it.

"The emperor forbids slaves and others to wake up the master, so the slaves did not dare to call you, and please forgive me." Xiangxue lowered her head and said.

Song Yun waved his hand early, "You are just following orders, no wonder you."

"Did the emperor leave any words?" Song Yunzhao asked again.

Xiangxue shook her head, "Not really."

Song Yunzhao couldn't figure out what the emperor meant. Anyway, she didn't take it seriously when there was no danger. The emperor even took her pamphlet away. It can be seen that he should be quite satisfied with her behavior, and he was so considerate that no one should disturb her. This is to feel sorry for her hard work.

Thinking of this, she was immediately satisfied. She didn't ask for rewards for her meritorious service, but the emperor had to know about it, otherwise she would wink at the blind, and she would be wasting her efforts.

There is only one point. In such a cold day, if the cotton padded clothes are only filled with straw and other materials, the effect of cold resistance is not very good, but there is no other way at the moment. The best way to keep warm is naturally animal fur, but this thing is too expensive . Then there is cotton. The variety and output of cotton cannot be compared with those of later generations, and the output is not high. It is really impossible to use all cotton to make cotton clothes.

Before cotton was introduced to the Central Plains, kapok was mostly used to make cotton clothes in winter. Before the Song Dynasty, there were only cotton characters with silk, but no cotton characters with wood. The cotton characters only appeared in "Song Shu".

Although this book is superficial, the original author did not have the power to reverse time and space and send high-quality cotton varieties that have been improved countless times to this time and space. Although there is cotton here, the output and variety are far less than those of later generations. Therefore, it is unrealistic for the common people to want everyone to wear cotton-padded clothes made of cotton.

Cotton is an economic crop. For ordinary people who can't eat enough, they are not very enthusiastic about growing cotton. It was not gradually accepted by the working people until Zhu Yuanzhang forced it to be promoted in the Ming Dynasty.

Even if it is kapok, the annual output of an adult kapok tree is about five to eight kilograms. With such a low yield, it is not a good thing that everyone can get if you want to make cotton clothes with kapok wool.

What does it mean to have a weak heart?

This is.

Song Yunzhao was a little helpless, she didn't think she was a very kind person, but the world she lived in used to be people-oriented, and whenever a major disaster happened, the country was always headed by helping the people.

Therefore, this kind of thinking is engraved in the bones, and there is no need to learn or teach, because each of them is doing the same. When you are there, your words and deeds can't help but follow everyone willingly.

This is inheritance.

But in this time and space, although she is Jieyu and the emperor's concubine, there are too few things she can do when encountering such a thing.

Even if you want to recruit the embroidered lady, you have to borrow the right minister's hand, not to mention her a little Jieyu, even the emperor is still wrestling with the courtiers, and making a decision may not be 100% smooth.

Song Yunzhao was just a little Jieyu, she might be able to do more, but if she did, it would most likely bring disaster to the Song family and herself.

Moreover, even if you really want to do it, you may not be able to do it.

She can't take advantage of the right time, place and people, so she can only think about some delusions.

Fortunately, although the sky is not sunny today, there was no heavy snowfall last night. As long as there is no continuous heavy snowfall, it will be easy to end this snow disaster.

Think about it, the emperor is worse than her, wanting the Ministry of Finance to cry for poverty, and demanding power from the courtiers, the emperor has more brains than her about disaster relief funds.

Reconstruction after the disaster is also a problem...

reconstruction?

Song Yunzhao's eyes lit up, yes, this is also an opportunity.

In ancient times, there was no such thing as post-disaster reconstruction. After the houses of the people were crushed by the snow, they could only find their own way.

But the house needs to be repaired, and the people need rations. Where does the money for the house come from? Where does the rice grain come from?

There is a term called cash for work, which she thinks can be used for reference.

But how to implement it, her brain still can't figure out the working mechanism of this time and space, but the general meaning can be conveyed to the emperor, and it can be played by his own clever little brain.

Song Yunzhao felt that if the victims had a job and some income, at least there would be hope, and people with hope would have the strength to live.

The Right Prime Minister at the top of the court has formed a tendency to secretly compete with Qin Taifu, and the current atmosphere in the harem is also very delicate. There seems to be a split between the three concubines. Originally, Lu Concubine lost her title and was the weak one, but now It seems that Concubine Lu unilaterally drew a dividing line with Concubine Zhuang and Concubine Wan.

"Concubine Lu invited me to drink tea?" Song Yunzhao looked at Nanny Wen in surprise.

Mother Wen is much more respectful to Song Jieyu now than when Song Jieyu first entered the palace, and she said with a smile on her face, "Yes, my mother said that it is rare to be sunny today, and it is a good day. drink."

Song Yunzhao is a little strange, the relationship between her and Concubine Lu is neither enemy nor friend, why would you invite her to drink tea?

However, since the relationship between the two is not good, but the cooperation has not been lacking, she still decided to take a trip.

In this cold weather, even if you put on a big cloak, the cold wind blowing on your face is not a pleasant experience.

Song Yunzhao sat on the shoulder car, followed by Nanny Yu and Shi Zhu, all the way to Cuiwei Palace.

It was also a coincidence that on the way, I met Concubine Zhuang who was out for a walk, and she had to get off her shoulders to salute.

"The concubine has seen Concubine Zhuang." Song Yunzhao bowed half-kneed.

Concubine Zhuang sized up Song Yunzhao, with a gentle smile still on her face, "Song Jieyu, get up, what are you doing in this cold weather?"

Concubine Zhuang knew the answer when she saw Nanny Wen, but she still asked.

Song Yunzhao smiled very sincerely, "Going back to Madam, Concubine Lu invites my concubine to drink tea."

She told the truth, but looking at Concubine Zhuang's expression, she might not have met her by chance, she came prepared.

Calvin, I wrote and deleted it yesterday, deleted it and wrote it, but it hasn’t come out yet. One chapter will be released first, and there will be another chapter later, cute little ones.