Su Qing huddled in the soft quilt, wrapped tightly in the quilt, because it was too cold today, more than one degree colder than yesterday.
Even if there is a charcoal fire burning in the house, it still cannot resist the cold.
Fortunately, she had people deliver food and charcoal fire to the Three Princes' Mansion in advance. Otherwise, how would she have lived in the Three Princes' Mansion?
The cotton-padded clothes of Shadow House have also been made by Jinxiu Pavilion working overtime, and the cotton-padded clothes of Three Princes' Mansion have been sewn by the embroiderers there together with the cotton-padded clothes of Su Mansion.
Outside, Lian'er had already come in with a basin, thinking that Su Qing should get up by now.
No matter how late I sleep at night, she is always here
It won't be too late or too early to wake up at this time. She has already figured out her habits in the past few years of serving the lady.
"Get up." Su Qing sat up and wrapped the quilt around her body shivering.
I don't know what's going on with Aunt Jinhua. She will definitely not be able to stand it when it's so cold.
Lian Erlian hurriedly took the face towel and helped Su Qing clean her hands and face. Then she took the clothes she had just baked and put them on Su Qing.
"Miss, it's snowing heavily today, so please don't go out, okay?"
"No." Su Qing shook her head stubbornly. She felt extremely cold and didn't know what was going on outside.
"I have to go out and check the situation." Seeing that Su Qing couldn't be persuaded, Lian'er could only add another piece of clothing to her and asked her to be careful when she went out.
After Su Qing got up, she first went to Aunt Jinhua's place to have a look. She felt relieved when she saw that everything was as usual.
As soon as the door of the mansion opened, there was already a long queue of people outside. Everyone was lining up one after another without making any noise or fuss.
Su Changyun was already handing out food at the door of the house.
Yesterday, he left the palace when he got to his wife's house. There was no room for him in Su's mansion, so he went back to his own palace.
Because he was a martial artist, he could not speak in court. Fortunately, he took a leave of absence from Emperor Yihong and stayed at home with his daughter.
Su Qing walked over silently and distributed food with Su Changyun.
The father and daughter looked at each other, how could the blood relationship between them be explained clearly in just a few words.
Also helping were several of Su Changyun's cronies...
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Above the court, Emperor Yihong, sitting on the dragon chair, looked angrily at the ministers below.
A minister knelt on the ground, not daring to speak. He thought a little aggrievedly that in this cold weather, every government was living a tense life.
Even many grain stores in Beijing have been closed. They are afraid that they will not have enough food. How can they still open their doors to sell food?
How could the Su Mansion exist? How could the Three Princes Mansion exist? Emperor Yihong slapped the armrest of the dragon chair hard again.
"Yu'er, tell me where the food in your house comes from. Could it be that it falls from the sky?"
Of course not, Bailiyu stepped forward and saluted Emperor Yihong.
"Father, I have changed the meal from three meals a day to one meal a day. The saved food is used to feed the victims. If we eat one or two less meals, maybe we will be able to
Saved several lives."
"What a woman can do, as a prince and a man, how can I ignore the lives of the people?"
The snow is falling hard, but it is not as cruel as some people.
It's cold under the snow, but sometimes people's hearts are even colder. Whether they are warm or cruel depends on their conscience.
"Do you all understand?"
Emperor Yihong sneered and asked the ministers present, "My palace has now reduced three meals a day to two meals. Is it possible that you still want to continue to feed me big fish and meat, while we are starving to death outside?"
People, how many lives are there every day, how can you still survive? You are really a good minister of my Ming Dynasty!"
"I am terrified, but I am convinced of my guilt." All the ministers knelt down and lowered their heads to the point where they did not dare to raise them again.
"Okay, let's go down," Emperor Yihong waved his hand.
The ministers all stood up, and then all retreated, leaving Baili Yu alone.
"Yu'er, come here." The emperor, who was sitting on the dragon chair, waved his hand to Bailiyu, and Bailiyu walked over and stood beside the emperor.
"Tell me how I want to reward that little girl. This time, she really helped me a lot, and she suggested distributing old clothes. I don't know how to thank her."
"Father, she is not doing anyone a favor."
Bailiyu has always been cold to his father, saying whatever comes to his mind and not deliberately trying to please him.
Emperor Yihong just liked his temperament, he went straight, did not go around in circles, did not deliberately try to please, and had a measured advance and retreat.
But he also admitted that he owed Baili Yu a lot. For this dragon throne, he lost his most beloved person and left his son aside.
He is a good emperor, but not a good father.
"Then..." Emperor Yihong didn't understand.
"She just did what she should do. She could only do this. There was goodness and benevolence in her heart. Just like her father, she guarded the borders of the Ming Dynasty and allowed the people to live and work in peace and contentment."
"Okay." Emperor Yihong suddenly felt a little sour in his heart, "If the women of my Ming Dynasty can be like her, then how can I, my Ming Dynasty, not be strong?"
"That being the case..." Emperor Yihong thought for a moment, then waved his hand, "Come, bring me the Four Treasures of the Study."
Soon after, the most popular prince around Emperor Yihong brought the emperor's imperial edict.
Everyone in the Su Mansion knelt on the ground, and the prince, who had a fair face and a high-pitched voice, finished reading the imperial edict that was worded incomprehensibly.
Su Qingcai took over the imperial edict, and Emperor Yihong made her Princess Anle. Now, she was not only the daughter of the Protector of the Country, but also Princess Anle, who was personally made Princess Anle by Emperor Yihong.
Now she can get rid of her destiny as a merchant, and Wensheng Wenhai can also enter an official career in the future.
Luzi quickly took a small purse and secretly stuffed it into Wang Gonggong's hand.
The items here were filled with real gold beads, and the prince took possession of the small purse in his hand. He was already familiar with this, and after a few rejections, he placed it directly in his arms.
"Father-in-law, we have cooked some food at home. If you don't mind it, please eat in the house before leaving."
"There's no need to bother. Just get a portion of what the victims outside are eating for the Zajia family. After the Zajia family eats it, they can go back and recover."
Su Qing asked someone to serve a portion of porridge and steamed buns. The prince didn't dislike it at all. He took a bite and nodded.
After all, he was not the popular person next to Emperor Yihong at the beginning. He had been working hard in the palace for many years and had never suffered any hardships. He only got to where he is today step by step.
He also came from a poor background. Even if he became a popular figure around Emperor Yihong, he was still a eunuch.
Green vegetables are mixed with salt in the clear porridge. The porridge is thick and sticky, making it quite comfortable to eat.
The steamed buns were filled with minced meat. It was obvious that the meat was stir-fried and mixed in when making the noodles.
The prince finished the meal in two or three bites, but he still had some unfinished food.
The prince returned to the palace and told Emperor Yihong everything about what happened in the Su Mansion.
After all, he has received money from others, so he has to handle this matter for others.
Wang Gonggong also really admired Su Qing in his heart. Although he was young, he was not stingy with money and helped others generously and selflessly. I wonder how many people can achieve this kind of courage.
She deserves the title of Princess Anle.
"Is that true?" Emperor Yihong was very happy when he heard this, "They really let the people eat this?"
"That's right, Your Majesty." The prince shouted quickly, "God bless our Ming Dynasty, my people will surely have noble people to help them."
"Okay, okay, that's great..." Emperor Yihong stood up and said countless good words this day.
He was so worried about this natural disaster recently that he almost fell ill.
What he feared most was the corpses all over the capital, dead people everywhere. When the time came, future generations would not know how to call him a foolish king, saying that he was stupid and incompetent, making the people miserable, suffering, and dying without education.
It is really not easy to be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
He closed his eyes and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. He really remembered everything that the Su family had done recently. One day, he would definitely thank them deeply, no matter that he was the emperor.
The ministers who were so scolded by Emperor Yihong yesterday also asked the people in the government to save some food from their own rations, and went out to give porridge. If they didn't take out the food, they would be afraid.
Even the official title on my head cannot be kept.