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

If Song Qingyue hadn't been followed by more than a dozen secret guards, she would have taken Mo Lan, Mo Ju and other little girls to chop firewood herself!

This made Song Qingyue suffer!

She was afraid of both the cold and the smoke. Before the secret guards brought the iron stove with the chimney to the mountain from the palace, Mo Ju and Mo Lan were exhausted, constantly 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's delivery went 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 due date, the child was very healthy and the adults were also safe.

Song Qingyue knew that she should not favor sons over daughters, but in this era and in this environment, she unconsciously wanted to have a son as soon as possible.

After a daughter gets married, she becomes a member of her husband's family. Her contact with her natal family is much less than that of a modern small family. Only sons can inherit the family business. Naturally, a woman must have a son before she can truly establish a foothold in her natal family. The reality is so cruel.

Before she had the ability to change the situation, she was really relieved for her second sister.

Of course, she was still worried about the small almshouse in the south of the city, and wanted Zeng Maozhi to take her down the mountain to see what was going on.

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

"Prince Princess, you are already weak. If you catch cold and fall ill, I won't be able to explain it to you!"

Song Qingyue sighed and said: "Hey, forget it, I won't embarrass you anymore. Here are one thousand taels of silver notes. Take it and prepare enough charcoal fire! Or wait for the road to open and send someone to Baoding Zhuangzi to pull a few carts of coal.

Come back. If there are people nearby whose houses have collapsed and have no place to live, take them all in. If you encounter anyone who is cold and hungry on the way, you can take them back to those courtyards."

The Crown Princess was always generous with her money, so Zeng Maozhi accepted the order without much surprise. At the gate of the courtyard, he met a few little nuns. When he lowered his head and saw that they were the ones who usually followed the old witch, he immediately became wary.

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"What are you doing here!"

Zeng Maozhi’s eyebrows stood up, scaring several nuns so much that they shrank back.

"Master Guard, we, let's come to the Crown Princess to discuss matters."

"What are we discussing?!"

"Master...Master Tai is ill, and we can't find the other masters, so we want to ask the Crown Princess what to do."

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

He then returned to Song Qingyue's house.

Song Qingyue was quite surprised by the arrival of several young nuns. She smiled kindly and asked them to sit down, and asked: "What do these girls want from me?"

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

The little nun who spoke seemed to be about the same age as Song Qingyue, with very delicate and beautiful features. If she were a little plumper, she would be a woman with a gorgeous appearance. Unfortunately, her face is now pale and thin, and she looks like she has been tortured and has lost three points of her color.

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

"My surname is Chang, and my given 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, "He is my little girl's grandfather."

"Grandpa?"

Speaking of the Chang family, they were also one of the founding nobles. Unfortunately, the first three generations of Zheng Guogong married either princesses or princesses and were unable to take concubines. As a result, the Chang family was passed down alone for several generations. Grandpa Chang Huiying did not marry any more princesses, but this time

The prince was a romantic, and he only had two daughters with his wife. When he was thirty-five years old, he was injured by an arrow while following the Northern Expedition to Tatar, and later died.

The Duke's Mansion, which was at its peak, disappeared like this. Song Qingyue once suspected that this was a conspiracy by the emperor to eliminate the Chang family!

However, why did she take her maternal ancestral surname, and why did she end up in the situation of being sent here to get her hair cut off?

Chang Huiying looked at Song Qingyue and knew what she was doubting. She smiled slightly and said: "To tell you the truth, I still don't know who my biological father is. My mother didn't want to tell my grandmother when she was pregnant with me, and she died in childbirth.

, I followed my grandmother."

"That's it!" Song Qingyue sighed softly.

"As for why I came here, my experience is different from yours, Crown Princess. I suffered a miscarriage due to being framed by my husband's concubine, and then I was abandoned by my husband, and then I was sent here by my mother-in-law."

"Then your grandmother..."

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

Oh my god, this is so miserable!

Isn’t this the heroine setting of another rebirth and time travel novel?

Seeing her calm look when she said this, Song Qingyue said tentatively: "Palace Jade Liquid Wine..."

Chang Huiying was stunned, frowned and looked at Song Qingyue, thinking that the rumor that this concubine was crazy could not be true, right?

Seeing that she didn't respond, Song Qingyue tried again: "It won't change from odd to even..."

Chang Huiying still had a confused look on her face. She lowered her head and clicked her tongue boredly, "Forget it, I'm not a fellow villager, but I don't rule out the possibility that this person is a reborn person."

Song Qingyue waved her hand to get rid of the messy thoughts in her mind, and said seriously: "Okay, I will host it before spring starts, so you don't have to worry."

Seeing that she returned to normal immediately, Chang Huiying's expression froze for a moment, but she soon smiled and said, "This puts us at ease."

That afternoon, after Zeng Maozhi went down the mountain to investigate, he came back and said: "Prince Princess, of the entire alley in the almshouse, we are the only ones that have not collapsed."

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

"It's all thanks to the reinforcement work you did before. Of the three yards, only the roof of one unoccupied woodshed collapsed. Now the neighbors have all crowded into our yards. My subordinates bought fifty

Beds and quilts, five hundred catties of charcoal, three hundred catties of rice, two hundred catties of flour, two hundred catties of soybean oil, two hundred catties of pork, two hundred catties of pickled cabbage, a total of eight hundred and seventy-eight taels of silver were spent." Zeng Mao

Branch road.

When she heard that he actually spent nearly nine hundred taels of silver, Song Qingyue raised her eyebrows high.

Zeng Maozhi quickly explained: "The roads in the city are blocked, the snow is still falling, and supplies from outside the city cannot be transported in. Everything sold in the city is priced at a high price. It is definitely not because my 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 any homeless people in the city?"

"Yes! There are many more! My subordinates can't bear to see it, but our three courtyards are really not big. It's not easy just to block the neighbors in the alley!"

"No action from the government?"

Zeng Maozhi shook his head: "I probably couldn't care less. Only the government officials from Shuntian Prefecture and some people from the Five Cities Military and Horse Department were clearing the snow on the street."

Song Qingyue thought for a while and suddenly laughed, isn't this an opportunity? It's now time, how can we do it if we don't give it a try?

She asked Mo Ju to bring her the small wooden box where she kept her money, took out 40,000 taels of silver notes from it, and said: "Borrow all the cheap restaurants 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 salable jewelry, pawn them, and use the money to buy charcoal and food."

Zeng Maozhi looked at the Crown Princess and suddenly understood her intention: The Crown Princess was trying to gain fame for herself and His Highness!

"If anyone asks, just say that the poor concubine of Prince Su's palace is saving merit for her husband and hopes that he will return soon."

"Yes, I obey!"

Zeng Maozhi's dull face showed great excitement and joy. He took the banknote with a smile and went down the mountain with his three men to do something.

Coincidentally, His Royal Highness Prince Su and Song Qingyue went together. When they heard that the capital was hit by a disaster, they sent Eunuch Wang to rent an inn in the city for people to stay, saying that he was doing good deeds for his son and hoping that he would be safe and sound.

As a result, Eunuch Wang and Zeng Maozhi bumped into each other.

After the two discussed it, Eunuch Wang entrusted the city to Zeng Maozhi, while he went to Wangfu Zhuangzi to arrange for the homeless victims outside the city to be taken in.

It happened that because of the Chinese Valentine's Day chess match, the reception capacity of Wangfu Hot Spring Resort was first-rate. If we were not particular about it, it would be easy to accommodate thousands of disaster victims.

The Song family followed suit and opened their doors to receive dozens of victims.

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 what Song Qingyue and Prince Su had done was reported to the palace, it was already too late.

This matter has been spread, and Prince Su's Palace has gained unprecedented prestige in the capital city. Even the Crown Princess, who was rumored to be crazy a few days ago, has also received countless sympathy. The owner of the pawn shop said it himself, saying that it was the Crown Princess's.

The servants brought several pairs of priceless heads and noodles over to pawn them in order to buy charcoal and grain for everyone.

Regardless of whether they had received assistance from Prince Su's Mansion or not, the common people sincerely prayed that His Highness, the Crown Prince of Prince Su's Mansion, was not really in trouble.

Although the emperor was angry, he was currently ill and was somewhat powerless. What was even worse was that he did not have the leverage to kill Lao San, so he could not launch an attack for no reason.

At the court meeting after January, the emperor finally began to appear, 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 appeared in front of the ministers was really only a handful, and there was a stale look on his face that even makeup could not hide. The urgency of the impending change of power weighed heavily on the hearts of every courtier.

Several powerful princes all knew that it was time for Tuqiong's dagger to appear!

The calls for the emperor to appoint a reserve were getting louder and louder, but the old emperor, who was insecure, still wanted to delay, so he directly issued a sea ban, hoping to divert the attention of the courtiers.

But contrary to the old man's expectation, the issuance of the sea ban did not arouse any objections. Both Jing Guogong and Song Jianming, who had tried their best to block the sea ban, remained unusually silent, and then asked the emperor to seize the time to appoint a successor.

The old emperor's desk began to fill up again.

Asking the emperor to appoint all the kings is undoubtedly saying to him in the eyes of this twilight old man: "You are going to die!"

He was so angry that he burned all the relevant memorials.

Since he ascended the throne, he has rarely been so willful in political affairs.

But the court officials no longer wanted to pretend, and no one wanted to pretend anymore. Song Jianming, who had never said a word on this issue, went directly to the court meeting to praise His Highness Prince Su in front of all the civil and military officials.
To be continued...