The struggle of the eight blessings of rebirth

Chapter 93 Low profile is a skill

On the way back to the house, no one said a word, and Minzhi didn't ask where Muren ran off just now, but just ordered her to escort her back to the house.So Muren sat silently next to the coachman.In the carriage, Hanyin was sitting next to Minzhi, not at all as active as she was when she opened the curtain to look out when she just left, she kept holding on to Minzhi's sleeves, as if she was afraid that she would sell herself if she gave an order. .The atmosphere in the carriage was heavy, and the smell of salted fish still seemed to linger in the air.Minzhi let out a sigh of relief, she was having a convulsion today, how could she think of showing them such a cruel fact.In fact, she knows that the "commodity" of "vegetable man" is not the patent of the Qing Dynasty, but the most cowardly side of human nature that has been handed down. She couldn't bear it, so she sold her child, and the stubborn feudalism really only sells her son Yes, girls don't even have the qualifications to be "cookies".This kind of thing happened on the edge of the imperial city, Kangxi, where is your prosperity and prosperity? It depends on how you pull this fig leaf.

Back in the mansion, Minzhi went back to the mansion with his front feet, and Yinhu came back with his back feet. With his brows knotted, he went into the study without saying a word.Minzhi ignored him, ate something by herself, hugged her son for a while, and went to bed.This continued for three days.On the fourth day, Minzhi was teaching the child how to speak, when Qiuju hurried in: "Fu Jin, Mr. Baylor, please go to the study..." Minzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "I see." After straightening her clothes, she kissed two sons.Then he dragged himself out of the room.Qiu Ju's complexion was a little ugly: "Fu Jin, Lord Belle seems to be angry..." "If he can bloom a flower on his face in the past two days, I'd think it's an evil move!" Minzhi half-jokingly said talking.Qiu Ju was frightened: "Oh, Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you, you scared the slaves to death!"

Just as he was talking, when he reached the door of the study, Lu Jiu had an embarrassed face: "Fu Jin is here, Master is waiting inside..." Minzhi smiled, signaling to the two of them not to be nervous, and stepped into the study.Passing through the outer room and opening the curtain, Minzhi found both Yinhu and Yinhu were there.Seeing Minzhi coming in, Yinhu quickly got up and saluted with a bitter face: "Sister-in-law eight." Minzhi turned sideways: "Ninth brother is here too..." Yinhu originally turned his back to her, but turned around when she heard her speak. The angry look on his face: "Who told you to make your own decisions!"

These words are mysterious, she has a lot of things to do on her own, and she can't take it rashly, so she chooses to bow her head and admit her mistakes.silent.After a while, Yinzhen couldn't help it anymore: "Sister-in-law Ba, what song did you sing? I've already contacted the seller here. You suddenly..." Minzhi had an epiphany, and Xiaojiu was in a hurry .He was anxious to get angry when he was hoarding food here.She hooked her lips and smiled: "Master said, but I asked Zhuangzi to store the grain?" Yinhu stared at her: "Is there anything else?" Minzhi sighed: "I thought it was me going to the market About buying a child back from the Internet..."

Yinhu raised her eyebrows: "Are you going to the market to buy children?" "Isn't this a few days ago, Hanyin was yelling that she was bored, and pestered me to play in Zhuangzi, just passing by the market, and saw someone selling children , I looked pitiful, and was thinking that Ke An would lose one of his attendants, so I bought him..." The two men suddenly looked serious: "There is a market outside the city that sells children? Isn't it human teeth?" Minzhi sighed , pretending to be very innocent: "I know the rules of the royal family are strict, and the slaves have to be approved by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but these children are really pitiful. When Hanyin saw tears falling, I was also soft-hearted for a moment, so I bought one and brought it back. ...It's because I didn't think carefully..."

As he spoke, he peeked at the expressions of the two of them.As expected, the two men were bypassed by this question, and Yinhu said in a calm voice, "Did you really see a market outside the city? There are also many children selling?" Minzhi took out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes symbolically: " That’s right, I was shocked, but fortunately I had Muren with me at the time... There are a lot of children with grass marks on their bodies, and they are sold like chickens and ducks..." "Okay, don't talk about it, why? It will be like this...Xiao Jiu, you said that if Huang Ama found out...how good would it be?"

Yinzhen frowned: "Sister-in-law eight, what does this have to do with your hoarding food?" Minzhi stared at him with wide eyes, really wanting to hurt him: You will never have a son in this lifetime!But worry was evident on his face: "I originally thought about opening a porridge market in the village, but I also thought that I couldn't make my own decisions about it, so I settled for it first, Ninth Brother, the left and right families don't lack these few coins... ..." Yinhu was silent, and Yinhu was also silent.After half a day, Yinzhen regained his composure: "Since the eighth sister-in-law said so, I understand, as long as the eighth brother opens his mouth, this year's food will not be sold out!" Minzhi smiled. But Hu was obedient and generous.

Yinhu looked at Minzhi: "Don't you think there's too much noise?" Minzhi frowned: "I just thought it was too loud, so I didn't dare to move. But, this is the imperial city, if the victims continue to make trouble like this for a few days, Huang Ama will definitely come down with a decree... Let's see when the time comes. Maybe we can help?" Yinzhen deeply agreed: "Brother, sister-in-law is right." Yinhu pouted: "When will she It's all reasonable! Alright, you go back to your room, Yinzhen and I will deal with it..." Minzhi was blessed, and just about to leave, Yinzhen came up again: "Brother, we haven't had a drink together for a long time ..." Yinhu was silent, Minzhi rolled his eyes: "There are some fresh vegetables in the kitchen..."

The next day, the city gate officials collectively went to the military aircraft office, saying that there were too many people entering the city in the past two days, and the defense force at the gate was insufficient, so they asked for more manpower.Xuncheng Yushi and Jiumen Admiral also wrote the book at the same time, saying that too many disaster victims flooded into the imperial city at once, causing the public order to be extremely unstable. Then the Ministry of Officials also handed over a note, saying that an official in Shanxi was found embezzling Mok public funds More than [-] taels, an unforgivable crime.These chapters appeared in front of Kangxi together, making Kangxi, who wanted to wait any longer, unable to sit still, and finally decreed to reduce and exempt Shandong's tax for two years, secretly copied the Shanxi official's house, and ordered the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Officials In the porridge shed at Simen, on the one hand, it prevents the large-scale flow of victims into the capital, and on the other hand, it shows the emperor's generosity and love for the people.

As soon as the Royal Congee Shed was opened, there was a sensation in the four or nine cities, and the victims of the disaster came out in droves, scrambling to line up to receive the porridge, and the mighty voices praising the emperor's grace were endless.However, after doing this for a day or two, Kangxi felt that the pressure was not too great. It lasted for ten days and a half months.How much is the imperial rice that the emperor eats per catty!It just flowed out in vain.The victims outside the city gate showed no sign of decreasing.

People are lazy. Knowing that you have food to eat here, those victims of the disaster will not leave. They wait there with a basin every day, waiting for rabbits.The porridge shed has been open for a month, but the flow of people still hasn't decreased, and the people in the household department are also in a hurry. Finally, Yinzhen couldn't stand it anymore, and wrote a booklet, saying that Huang Ama, you can't do this, those who are full and have nothing to do every day Just relying on your kindness to live, I don’t think about making progress, and I don’t plan to return home. You can’t support them every day.

Kangxi thought so too, just when he was about to issue an order to suspend the operation, Wu Shulai came up to him and whispered something in his ear.Kangxi was taken aback: "Is this really true?" "This is a secret letter from the governor of Shandong, please have a look at it!" It turned out that Minzhi heard that there was a locust plague in Shandong, and immediately held an emergency consultation with the laboratory in Dongzhuang. As a result, the pest control method taught by the "experts" is so simple that it is ridiculous: keeping enough chickens and ducks can solve the problem.Yinhu was stunned when he heard this method, but he didn't delay. While releasing the pigeons, he also asked people to pack all the poultry in Zhuangzi, plus thousands of chickens and ducks purchased from outside, and send them to Shandong by car. The scene is called a spectacular.

Therefore, the brochure Kangxi received clearly stated that a locust plague was wiped out by tens of thousands of chickens, ducks and geese. The money donated a large number of chickens and ducks, and their porridge shop quietly opened a few days ago, which relieved a lot of pressure on the household department.Kangxi likes such children, who work diligently, keep a low profile and don't show off. Compared with Yinzhen's excerpts, Yinhu's approach is obviously more sacred.However, Kangxi did not express anything about this.

For the past two days, Minzhi took her maidservants to sit in Dongzhuang, and strictly demanded that every bowl of porridge Shi Shi delivered should meet the quality of not being poured with chopsticks, and the supply was opened twice sooner or later. After a long time, the victims found that the porridge here was better than the emperor The rewards were even better, and they all gathered together.The city gate officials were very grateful for this, and the Minister of the Household Department even made a plea for the three princes in the first book, and they were retained by Kangxi.Yinxuan, Yinzhi, Yinqi and others expressed their willingness to help Yinhu, and Yinzhen even went to Dongzhuang to serve porridge for the common people.All of a sudden, Yin Zhen's face darkened, Yin Reng's face darkened even more, and Kangxi's brows also frowned. Where did you all go when I was serving porridge?

Fortunately, Yinhu also realized that the commotion had become louder by accident, so he wrote the book himself and said that he just wanted to relieve Huang Ama's worries, and begged Huang Ama to give him a permit, with all sincerity...

So, one month and ten days later, the royal congee farm was closed, and notices were posted in Beijing and Shandong at the same time: the locust plague had been eradicated, and the relief supplies were being distributed.As soon as the imperial list came out, the victims rushed to return home. Yinhu's porridge shop successfully closed after a month of persistence.After a long period of time, no one mentioned this matter again, as if the disaster victims broke into the capital never happened.

Only by Ke An's side, the child named Nian Cheng made everyone who experienced it remember this dark battle without gunpowder.If we want to talk about the winner, we should talk about Emperor Kangxi sitting firmly on the dragon chair in the Qianqing Palace.

(End of this chapter)