Wishful Things

"Grandfather was called into the palace today, but did something happen?"

"The disaster victims in Lingzhou rioted..." Duke Zhen said in a heavy tone, "The emperor summoned me to the palace to discuss the suppression strategy."

Repression?

Hearing these two words, Xu Mingyi felt a little heavy in his heart, and asked, "Does the emperor intend to send grandfather there?"

Lord Zhen shook his head.

"It's just a discussion—and he deliberately suppressed this matter, not wanting to let the news spread in Beijing, thereby destabilizing people's hearts."

Under such circumstances, local generals could only be dispatched secretly.

Xu Mingyi pursed his lips slightly.

Repression, suppression of news—

This may be a countermeasure that many emperors would choose, but the key point is, will this emperor take this as a lesson to think about where the problem lies?

He will not.

Therefore, even though the Lingzhou incident could be quelled soon, not long after that, there were riots of various sizes one after another, and even some local officials couldn't see it, and led the people to rise up.

What happened in Lingzhou was just the beginning.

"These people have only had enough food for a few years..." Lord Zhen sighed, and said, "The people of Lingzhou are originally simple and simple. If they weren't extremely hungry, who would want to risk their lives to rebel against the court."

In the palace today, he had persuaded Emperor Qingming that it is not advisable to blindly suppress violently, but the emperor thought that he was indecisive, saying that if the court's attitude was gentle, it would only fuel the opponent's arrogance, expand the incident, and even provoke more people to follow suit, which is not conducive to controlling people's hearts.

It was an eye-opener for him.

Seeing the emperor's lips opening and closing, planning and directing everything, he even had a faint intuition that "it is very difficult to end the country without subjugation"...

Thinking of this, Duke Zhen's heart became even heavier.

Jiang Shan, who was finally won, should be fought again?

Xu Mingyi's mood was not easy either.

Even though their Xu family is also facing the suspicion of the emperor and is in danger, but in any case, to put it most practically, at least they still have something to eat.

So, they are not the hardest.

But the current situation is like this, the general trend of the world has been fixed, and they can't stop anything.

What they can do is to preserve their own strength, and after that day really comes, before the cruel situation, they can still be able to do as much as possible for the people of the world.

But these are all exaggerations, and that’s for later.

There are big things to do, and small things to do.

She can't take care of those who are far away for the time being, and she may try to help those victims who are fleeing towards the capital.

However, it cannot be done in the name of the Duke of the Town—even if it is a so-called good deed, if it is too eye-catching, it may become a beautiful name to attract people's hearts among those who are interested, and thus cause trouble for grandfather.

After all, the imperial court also allocated relief supplies. Isn't this a slap in the face of the imperial court in a different way?

Even though these relief supplies are far from enough to help the victims resist the disaster, and even most of them will be swallowed up by officials from all walks of life—and the actions of those victims’ fleeing from the famine have instead become "greedy" and "must be instructed by others to deliberately disturb the hearts of our Daqing people" in the mouth of the court.

Therefore, it is inconvenient for her to come forward to do rescue work.

But fortunately, it is very convenient to have someone——

Her family is Jiaojiao.

Jiaojiao is the daughter of the eldest princess, so she is not as sensitive as her identity.

A few days ago, Jiaojiao told her that she had picked up a new face named Ahuai and came back. This Ahuai was originally a refugee fleeing from the famine.

Moreover, the appearance of Jiaojiao is, from a certain level, equivalent to the appearance of the royal family. It is expected that Emperor Yigou will only turn a blind eye to the matter of getting a good name without spending money.

Xu Mingyi roughly made up his mind, so he told his grandfather his thoughts.

Lord Zhen nodded in agreement.

He has always advocated that if one has the ability, one should do more to repay the luck given by the world and the fortune created by the current situation.

However, he still needs to remind the child one more thing based on his own experience——

"You still need to do what you can. There are endless things to do. If you lose your sense of proportion when doing good deeds, it is often not a good deed in the end."

Xu Mingyi nodded seriously.

"Grandfather, don't worry, granddaughter has made a note."

...

The heavy rain in the capital had just stopped, and early this morning, in Ningyang City, it was also cloudless and rainy.

Wu Chao went out to do errands early in the morning, passed Yinxian Building, entered the building himself, and asked the doctor Qiu to go to the house to treat his mother, eldest son and wife.

Xu has been ill for some time.

When rushing back to Ningyang from the capital, his body couldn't hold on anymore. One accidentally contracted a cold and couldn't recover for a long time.

Some wind and cold are difficult to deal with, and if it is delayed for a long time, it can kill people.

Wu Chao didn't dare to be careless, he had invited Dr. Qiu to visit a few days ago, and today he invited someone to see if there was any sign of improvement, and if there was any need to readjust the prescription.

Hearing that Wu Shisun downstairs came to invite her, Qiu Caier hurried to her father's room.

"Father, I'm going too!"

"Why are you following?" Divine doctor Qiu glanced at his daughter.

"Mrs. Shizi is a female family member, and the aristocratic family respects rules and decency. If there is anything that is not convenient for the father to see, the daughter can help you."

"Just you?" Doctor Xia mercilessly laughed at his daughter.

Anyway, more than half of her daughter's illness has recovered, so she doesn't need to be cautious or speak softly when dealing with her.

After all, his daughter really didn't have the slightest talent for studying medicine—from the moment she took the pulse of someone blindfolded when she was ten years old, and finally gave a man a happy pulse, and said with great interest that it was most likely a boy, he realized that it was impossible to teach.

"You just take me to play..." The first trick failed, Qiu Caier changed another trick, shaking her father's sleeves and began to act coquettishly.

Doctor Qiu was in a hurry to leave, fearing that she would waste time by pestering her like this, so he said helplessly: "Go, go, let you go."

The father and daughter rode in a carriage and soon followed Wu Chao to Dingnan Palace.

When the three came to the Shiziyuan, Mrs. Xu was receiving guests.

Sitting in the hall was a pair of exquisitely dressed mother and daughter.

This woman is Mrs. Fu, the wife of the magistrate in the city. Today she brought her daughter here to visit her.

"The grandson is back."

Mrs. Fu got up quickly, smiled and looked at the handsome young man who walked in.

Beside her, a pretty girl about sixteen or seventeen years old also stood up and saluted Wu Chao, raised her head slightly to look at him, and said softly, "Ayan has seen Wu Shisun..."

Qiu Cai'er, who was following Miracle Doctor Qiu, looked at this scene and said "no" in her heart--I have seen Wu Shisun when I met Wu Shisun, why did she still bring her own name?

Judging by her venomous eyes, it must be an enemy!

She knew that after Ms. Xu returned to Beijing, Wu Shisun's side would definitely not be clean - she had to show him to Ms. Xu!

Thank you Qinghan for your reward, thank you for your monthly pass, good night.