The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 261

There are no earth dragons in the house of Baoen Temple, and Master Jingxuan did not prepare good smokeless charcoal for Song Qingyue, so he only gave some firewood!Still unsplit firewood!

If Song Qingyue hadn't been accompanied by more than a dozen hidden guards, she would have taken Mo Lan and Mo Ju to chop firewood herself!

This made Song Qingyue suffer!

She was afraid of the cold and the smoke, and before the dark guards brought the iron stove with a chimney from the palace to the mountain, Mo Ju and Mo Lan were exhausted and kept moving the charcoal stove in and out.

Song Qingyue, who had been bled, still hadn't regained her strength. The only thing that made her happy recently was that her second sister gave birth smoothly. She gave birth to a fat boy at the end of the twelfth lunar month.

Although the birth time was a little earlier than the expected date of delivery, the child is very healthy, and the adults are also safe and sound.

Song Qingyue knew that she shouldn't favor sons over daughters, but in this era and in this environment, she unconsciously wanted to have a son soon.

After a daughter gets married, she is a member of her husband's family. Compared with the modern small family, the connection with her natal family is much less. Only a son can inherit the family business. Naturally, a woman can only gain a firm foothold in her natal family if she has a son. The reality is so cruel.

Before she had the ability to change the status quo, she was really relieved for the second sister.

Of course, the Xiaoji Nursing Home in the south of the city still worried her, and wanted Zeng Maozhi to take her down the mountain to see the situation.

But Zeng Maozhi disagreed desperately and tried his best to stop it.

"Concubine Shizi, your body is already weak, if you catch cold and get sick, your subordinates can't explain it!"

Song Qingyue sighed, and said: "Hey, forget it, I won't embarrass you. Here is a 1000 tael silver note. You take it and prepare enough charcoal fire! Or when the road is cleared, send someone to Baoding Zhuangzi to pull a few carts of coal back .If there are houses nearby that have collapsed and have no place to live, they will be taken in. If there are people who suffer from cold and starvation on the road, they can also be taken back to those yards.”

The imperial concubine always spends money boldly, Zeng Maozhi took the order and left without much surprise. At the gate of the courtyard, he met a few little nuns. He looked down and saw that they were all the ones who followed the old witch on weekdays. He immediately became alert .

"What are you doing here!"

Zeng Maozhi raised his brows upside down, scaring the little nuns back.

"Master Guard, we, we are here to discuss matters with the Crown Princess."

"What are you discussing?!"

"Master... the mistress is ill, and we can't find the other masters, so we want to ask Shi Zifei what to do."

Zeng Maozhi looked at them carefully, and after confirming that they were all weak women with no strength to restrain them, he softened his tone and said, "Please invite some of you."

He then returned to Song Qingyue's room.

Song Qingyue was quite surprised by the arrival of the little nuns, she kindly smiled and invited them to sit down, and asked, "Why are the girls looking for me?"

The little nun who took the lead said: "Master Jingxuan is too sick. The rest of the masters probably went down the mountain to find a doctor for the master, but they disappeared. But there must be someone in charge of the overall situation in this temple, and we are thinking of you."

The little nun who spoke looked about the same age as Song Qingyue, with delicate and beautiful eyebrows, if they were a little plump, she should be a beautiful woman, but unfortunately she is now pale and thin, as if she had been tortured to lose three points of her color.

Song Qingyue looked at her secretly, and asked with a smile: "I haven't asked the girl's name yet."

"Mianzun's surname is Chang, and his name is Huiying."

Song Qingyue raised her eyebrows slightly: "The surname is Chang? But what does it have to do with the late Zheng Guogong?"

The little nun smiled slightly and said, "It's the little girl's grandfather."

"Grandpa?"

Speaking of the Chang family is also one of the founders of the country, it is a pity that the first three generations of Zheng Guogong married either princesses or princesses, and they were unable to accept concubines. As a result, the Chang family was passed down for several generations, and in the generation of Chang Huiying's grandfather, he did not marry a princess again. The prince of the country happened to be a lover, and he only had two daughters with his wife. At the age of 35, he was wounded by an arrow while following the current Northern Expedition Tatar, and then died.

The Duke's Mansion, which was at its peak, just disappeared. Song Qingyue once suspected that this was a conspiracy by the emperor to destroy the Chang family!
However, why did she follow her grandfather's surname, and why did she end up in the situation where she was sent here to be a monk?
Chang Huiying knew what she was wondering when she saw Song Qingyue's eyes, and she smiled slightly: "To tell you the truth, I still don't know who my biological father is. When my mother was pregnant with me, she didn't want to tell her grandmother. , I followed my grandmother.”

"It's so!" Song Qingyue sighed softly.

"As for why I came here, it's different from what happened to you, Shizifei. I was framed by my husband's concubine and had a miscarriage, and was later abandoned by my husband, and then sent here by my mother-in-law."

"Then your grandmother..."

"It's because my grandmother passed away that they dared to treat me like this. My aunt died long ago, and the dowry was swallowed up by my husband's family. Now I am a poor wretch with nothing."

Damn, this is too miserable!

This is definitely the setting of the heroine of another rebirth time travel novel, right?
Seeing her calm expression when she said this, Song Qingyue tentatively said: "Gongting Yuye Wine..."

Chang Huiying was taken aback, frowned and looked at Song Qingyue, thinking that the rumor that the concubine was insane, could it be true?

Seeing that she didn't respond, Song Qingyue tried again: "Odd changes and even remains the same..."

Chang Huiying still had a dazed expression on her face, she lowered her head and clicked her tongue dully, forget it, she is not a fellow, but the possibility of this person being reborn cannot be ruled out.

Song Qingyue waved her hand to shake off the messy thoughts in her head, and said solemnly: "Okay, I'll host here before the spring, so you don't have to worry."

Seeing that she returned to normal immediately, Chang Huiying's expression froze for a moment, but she quickly smiled and said, "This way we can rest assured."

This afternoon, after Zeng Maozhi went down the mountain to inquire, he came back and said: "Shizi Concubine, the house in the whole alley at the Jiyangyuan is the only one left that has not collapsed."

Song Qingyue opened her eyes wide in surprise: "So miserable?"

"Thanks to the reinforcement work you did before, in the three yards, only the roof of one unoccupied firewood house collapsed. Now all the neighbors in the neighborhood have crowded into our few yards. Today, I bought fifty Bed bedding, 870 catties of charcoal, [-] catties of rice, [-] catties of flour, [-] catties of soybean oil, [-] catties of pork, and [-] catties of sour cabbage all cost [-] taels and three renminbi." Zeng Maozhi said.

Song Qingyue raised her eyebrows when she heard that he actually spent nearly 900 taels of silver.

Zeng Maozhi quickly explained: "There are no roads in the city, and the snow is still falling, and supplies outside the city cannot be transported in. Now everything sold in the city is priced from the ground. It is definitely not because the subordinates are greedy for money!"

"I believe you! I just didn't expect it to be so ridiculously expensive."

She frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Are there still homeless people in the city?"

"Yes! There are many more! The subordinates can't bear to look at it, but our three yards are really not big, and it's not easy to just fill in the neighbors in the alley!"

"The government didn't act?"

Zeng Maozhi shook his head: "Probably because I can't take care of it, only the government servants from Shuntian Prefecture and some people from the Five Cities Bingma Division clean up the snow on the street."

Song Qingyue thought for a while, then suddenly laughed, isn't this just an opportunity?It's this time, how can we do it without a fight?

She asked Mo Ju to bring her small wooden box where she put money, and took out 4 taels of silver bills from it, and said, "Book all the cheap wine shops and inns in the capital for a month, and invite the homeless to stay for a while." Time. In addition, you go to my warehouse in the palace, get some head jewelry that can be sold, pawn them, and use the money to buy charcoal and food."

Zeng Maozhi looked at Shizi Concubine, and suddenly understood her intention: Shizi Concubine is accumulating fame for herself and His Royal Highness!

"If someone asks, you can say that the poor concubine of Prince Su's mansion is accumulating merits for her husband, hoping that he will return soon."

"Yes, your subordinates obey!"

Zeng Maozhi's indifferent face showed a look of extreme excitement and joy, he took the bank note with a smile, and went down the mountain with three subordinates to do business.

Coincidentally, His Royal Highness King Su and Song Qingyue wanted to go together, and when they heard that the capital was in a disaster, they sent Eunuch Wang to live in Baochengzhong Inn, saying that he was doing good deeds for his son, and hoped that he would be safe.

As a result, Eunuch Wang ran into Zeng Maozhi.

As soon as the two discussed it, Eunuch Wang entrusted Zeng Maozhi with the city, and he went to Wangfu Zhuangzi to arrange to take in the homeless victims outside the city.

Coincidentally, because of the chess match on Qixi Festival, Wangfu Hot Spring Villa has a top-notch capacity to accommodate thousands of disaster victims.

The Song family followed closely behind, and also opened their doors, accepting dozens of victims.

And the emperor, who had just recovered a little in the palace, was so anxious by the snowstorm that he fainted again.Everyone was paying attention to the emperor's body, and by the time the deeds of Song Qingyue and King Su were reported to the palace, it was already too late.

This matter has been spread, Su Wangfu has gained unprecedented prestige in the capital, and even the concubine Shizi, who was rumored to be insane a few days ago, has also received countless sympathies. The servants took several pairs of priceless heads to pawn, just to buy charcoal and grain for everyone.

Regardless of whether or not they have received assistance from King Su's Mansion, the common people sincerely prayed that His Royal Highness, the son of King Su's Mansion, was not really killed.

Although the emperor was angry, he was sick now, and he was powerless. What's more, he didn't have any reason to put the third child to death, so he couldn't make trouble for no reason.

At the Great Court Meeting after one month, the emperor finally began to show up, and news began to spread in the palace that His Majesty had fully recovered.

But no one believed such rumors. The number of times the emperor showed up in front of the courtiers was really very few, and there was a look of old age on his face that even makeup could not conceal.

All the powerful princes knew that it was time for Tuqiong's dagger to show up!

The voice of requesting the emperor to set up a reserve position was louder and louder, but the old emperor, who lacked security, still wanted to delay, so he directly issued a ban on the sea, hoping to divert the attention of the courtiers.

But to the old man's expectation, the issuance of the sea ban did not arouse any opposition. Whether it was Jing Guogong or Song Jianming, who had tried their best to block the sea ban, they were very silent, and then asked the emperor to hurry up and appoint a successor. The old emperor's desk began to pile up again.

Asking the emperor to enshrine the princes, in the eyes of this late old man, is undoubtedly saying a word to him: "You are dying!"

He was dizzy with anger and burned all related memorials.

Since he ascended the throne, he has rarely been so self-willed in political affairs.

But the courtiers don’t want to pretend anymore, and everyone doesn’t want to pretend anymore. Song Jianming, who has never said a word on this issue, directly praised His Highness King Su in front of all civil and military officials at the Great Court Meeting, citing his During the Lingnan period, nearly [-] Japanese pirates were arrested, and three pirate gangs were destroyed. After returning to Beijing, they were honest and responsible, and did not make any mistakes.

Hearing that Song Jianming boasted that the foolish youngest was such a gentleman, the old emperor almost didn't spit on him on the spot.

Not to be outdone, Jing Guogong also listed the advantages of the Ninth Prince, His Royal Highness King Yu, saying that he is filial and tolerant, and he has the demeanor of a benevolent king.

Song Jianming was not to be outdone. Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he had always established a heir and a leader. Now that there is no heir, King Su is the longest.

So the emperor said: "If you want to talk about establishing the eldest son, Chi'er is my eldest son!"

Song Jianming looked at the emperor with a slight smile, and stopped pretending to be a quail, and directly said: "Without talent and virtue, I can't be a king." He turned back.

The emperor stared at Song Jianming's resolute eyes, his face became more ferocious, and he began to confirm one thing: Li Zhao is not dead, that little wolf cub escaped and hid!

The problem is that not only the emperor understands, but all the ministers in the court understand that those who have wavered from His Royal Highness King Su firmly stand on King Su's side again.

On this day, Song Jianming was dragged out of the hall and beat with twenty court sticks, and was carried back to the mansion with his butt covered in blood.

But Song Jianming didn't regret it at all. If we don't fight at this time, when will we wait?

(End of this chapter)