Quick Wear: Crazy Fox Calm Tree

Facing everyone's puzzled gazes, the minister said calmly: "The disaster in the north has now been brought under control, and all the refugees have been properly resettled. Although the houses and other things have not been repaired, at least there will be no problem getting through this winter.

In order to thank the emperor, several village chiefs sent representatives to go to Beijing along with the officials from the north who came to report on their work.

They also brought gifts to present to the Emperor."

"Oh, what gift is it?" The emperor became a little interested and asked curiously.

"This, Your Majesty, you should take a look at it yourself. I have brought them all here and they are waiting outside!" The minister smiled and gave a riddle.

"Okay, then let them in." The emperor nodded, then sat up straight and looked outside the court.

Soon, a group of people walked into the hall. The clothes they wore were very simple, but not sloppy, but rather very neat.

It was obvious that they had dressed up in advance, but the most eye-catching thing was not their clothes, but what they held in their hands, a box whose contents were unknown.

The box is made of wood and doesn't look very big, only about the length of a forearm. There are no complicated carvings on it, but the wood material is very good, probably pine, and the color is very beautiful.

"Your Highness!" As everyone was looking at them, they knelt down together and said respectfully.

The emperor nodded with a smile.

"Stand up, you have come all the way to the capital, you must have worked hard. I wonder what you are here for?"

The old man who was in the lead knelt down again, his face full of gratitude and respect.

“Your Majesty, we are here to express our gratitude to you. There was a heavy snowfall in our village. If Your Majesty had not sent officials to provide relief, all the people in our village would have frozen to death.

Not only did you give us relief food, you also gave us money so that we had a place to live. We really don't know how to thank you.

For this reason, we can only give this to you.”

The old man stood up and carefully opened the box in his hand. Inside the box was a piece of cloth, a very thick piece of cloth. With the help of his companion, the old man carefully took out the cloth from the box.

Afterwards, a few people spread out the cloth, and to everyone's shocked gaze, they saw that the dozens of meters long cloth was covered with large and small hand prints, mixed with one or two names.

“None of us can write, so those who can’t put their fingerprints on it. These are the signatures of tens of thousands of people in our county, and we want to give this to you.

By the way, in addition to this, we also brought some local specialties. I don’t know if Your Majesty likes them, but since it’s not easy to bring them in, we put them outside. They’re not valuable, they’re all leather we made ourselves, and there are some wild ginseng and medicinal herbs from the forest. I hope you don’t mind them.”

The emperor looked at the long piece of cloth below and was shocked. He stood up and walked down.

The eunuch on the side wanted to stop him, but was stopped by the emperor.

The emperor walked up to the old man and gently stroked the cloth in front of him. He had heard of the Wanmin Umbrella before, but never thought that he would be able to see it with his own eyes, especially for himself.

A trace of tears flashed in the emperor's eyes, and he turned his head with slightly red eyes. He just did what he was supposed to do, but he didn't expect to receive such a special gift. This is really the best gift he has ever received!

The emperor took the Book of All People with trembling hands and looked at the old man in front of him with gentleness and kindness in his eyes: "This is the most precious gift I have ever received. I am ashamed!"

If he could govern the country better, he could send more disaster relief money. If he could be more alert and send people there earlier, more people could be saved, and there wouldn't be so many disaster victims in the north!

"Your Majesty, you have done a great job. We are all very grateful to you!" The disaster victims from the north said in unison.

"Okay, okay!" The emperor patted their shoulders gently, folded the Book of All People himself, and handed it to the eunuch beside him, asking him to hang the Book of All People in his study.

After doing all this, the emperor stood in front of the hall and looked at the ministers below.

"My dear ministers, have you seen that the people's wishes are so simple and unpretentious?" The emperor said to the ministers meaningfully, "Now, although the lives of refugees have improved slightly, this is not the end. My dear ministers should take this as a warning and work wholeheartedly for the welfare of the people in the future."

After that, the emperor turned his eyes to several disaster victims and asked about other local conditions. After learning that the reconstruction work in the disaster area was still difficult, the emperor made a prompt decision and ordered additional money and grain to be shipped to the north to fully support post-disaster reconstruction.

The ministers accepted the order and responded in unison: "We will live up to your expectations, Your Majesty!" The victims were deeply moved, burst into tears, and kowtowed repeatedly to express their gratitude.

After seeing off several disaster victims, the emperor looked at the northern officials standing nearby.

"Is everything going well?" asked the emperor.

"Your Majesty..." The official respectfully recounted in detail what had happened in the north in recent years, "When we left, all the victims had been resettled. Although there were casualties, they were not many. Compared with previous snowstorms, there were nearly 50% fewer casualties, and there was no selling of children."

"Good!" The emperor nodded with satisfaction, his heart full of pride.

Mu Qing didn’t know what happened in the court, but he wouldn’t be too surprised if he knew.

The current emperor can be considered a good and hardworking emperor, but no one is perfect. The emperor is good in every way except that he has a rather impatient personality and is a little cold and ruthless.

Officials who have made no contributions or have made mistakes have always been severely punished, while ministers who have made contributions are given special attention, and the polarization is very serious.

In his eyes, officials who were willing to work but did not do their job well were even worse than court officials who just lived a life of idleness and waited for death. The former should be punished or ignored.

It is precisely because of this that although he cannot be considered a wise ruler, he is not a foolish ruler either.

After finishing the last bite of snack, Mu Qing wiped his hands and continued to stroll on the street with Chunsheng and the others to see if there was anything new and interesting on the street.

The Chinese New Year is just a month away. Whether he goes back home to worship his ancestors or not, he should buy some things and send them back. But he doesn't know what to choose?

Although the two places are far apart, as a wealthy businessman with businesses spread across half of the Great Zhou, my uncle's family should not be short of anything. Even if some things are only sold in the capital, he will definitely be able to get them.

Second uncle and his companions prefer things like pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, books, calligraphy and paintings, but he has no way to buy these things. Even if he doesn't have any way to buy them, Second uncle's many disciples will definitely deliver them to him in time.

Mu Qing looked as he walked, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Although many things looked good and interesting, they were still not suitable as gifts.

For example, this is a very popular book, which is loved by all scholars and writers. This book is good in every way, but the problem is that it was written by my second uncle.

There is also this tea that sells very well. It smells very fragrant, tastes sweet at first and then dry, and is smooth in the mouth. One or two ounces of it is worth a thousand gold.

But this tea is produced in our ancestral land, and it is even possible that it was sold by my uncle.

There is also this precious old mountain ginseng, which is priceless in the capital, but it can be dug up on the mountain at my grandfather’s home.

And this huge piece of jewelry, if I'm not mistaken, the jade on it should also have been collected by my uncle.

This Hui ink is not produced by my grandfather's family, but it is also the favorite of my second uncle. The problem is that he has already given many pieces to him, and if he gives more, he probably won't have any place to put them.

Mu Qing picked up a box of rouge and looked at it casually.

"Which color do you think looks good?" Mu Qing asked casually.

However, instead of waiting for Chunsheng's answer, he heard another familiar voice.

"I think they all look good. Qingqing, why are you suddenly interested in rouge?" Qin Yu stood behind Mu Qing and asked, looking at the rouge in his hand.

Although many men like to wear makeup, Mu Qing is not one of them. In addition, there are no women in his family, so Qin Yu really can't figure out what he bought rouge for.

"Zijin, you're leaving the court." Mu Qing turned around with a look of surprise on her face, and handed the rouge in her hand to him with a smile, "Do you think it looks good? I want to choose some rouge for my aunt and the others, so that I can send it back as a New Year gift later, but I don't know which one to choose. How about you help me take a look?"

Qin Yu looked at the silver-red rouge in front of him, and then looked at the other cinnabar-colored rouge in Mu Qing's hand.

"Do you like these two colors?" Qin Yu had an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Both of these two colors are very beautiful, and this Fei Se Fen color is also very beautiful." Mu Qing nodded.

"These colors are indeed very beautiful, but they probably don't suit Madam Mu. They are either too bright or too tender." Qin Yu shook his head. Although he didn't know much about rouge, he had seen so many women after all, so he still had some aesthetic taste.

"Gorgeous? My aunt is only in her thirties now, not even forty. The color of this rouge is so beautiful in red! Don't the main wives all use bright red?" Mu Qing casually applied a little rouge on her hands. The color was very rosy and looked very bright.

Qin Yu looked at Mu Qing in surprise, but didn't say much. He just helped pick out a few colors that were commonly used by the ladies of wealthy families.

"Are these colors a little too dull or too dark?" Mu Qing was a little confused.

"These colors are just right. After all, Madam Mu is almost old enough to be a grandmother." Qin Yu reminded in a low voice.

Mu Qing suddenly realized, and a trace of regret appeared in his eyes. It was all because he stayed in the previous world for too long, so he hadn't figured it out yet.

Although people in their 30s were no longer young in the last world, they could still be said to be in the prime of life, and the color of their lip balm was mostly very bright, so much so that he forgot that in ancient times, people in their 30s were already grandmothers.

"Then choose these. I think your aunt will like them." Mu Qing nodded. Chunsheng, who was standing beside him, saw that he had made his choice and hurried forward to help pay the money.

Mu Qing casually handed the rouge in her hand to Chunsheng, then looked at the long street ahead and reached out to pull the corner of Qin Yu's clothes.

"Zijin, are you tired? If not, why not accompany me for a while longer?"

"Well, I don't have anything to do this morning, so I'm not tired. Do you want to buy something?" Qin Yu nodded.

"Yes! The New Year is only a month away, so I am now planning to look at New Year gifts, but I haven't decided what to give then!" Mu Qing repeated the matter with some annoyance.

"So that's how it is!" Qin Yu nodded gently, and then thought in his mind, and suddenly he came up with an idea, "Instead of buying these things, why don't you make some by yourself? I remember drinking the wine you brewed before, it tasted very mellow.

Why don't you brew some wine and send it over when the time comes, it will be a token of your thoughtfulness."

"Making wine? That's a good idea, but brewing wine takes a long time. It may not be enough considering the time spent on the road." Mu Qing nodded, then shook his head gently.

"But when you mentioned brewing wine, I thought of something else. Why not make some gifts by hand, such as drawing some paintings, or carving something and send them over? I don't think my uncle and second uncle will mind." Mu Qing's eyes became brighter as he spoke, and he soon made up his mind.

"Just make up your mind." Qin Yu smiled and gently touched Mu Qing's hair. His hand felt so smooth that he didn't want to put his hand down.

Mu Qing felt a strange sensation on his head. He endured it for a while, but finally turned his head away.

"Can't you just touch my hair next time?" Mu Qing said helplessly.

"I'll try my best next time, but it feels really good to touch it like this." Qin Yu said, looking at his hands.

Mu Qing looked at him helplessly, then took him to a shop nearby to buy what he needed.

"So what are you going to do?" Qin Yu looked curiously at the medicinal herbs, as well as things like bamboo, that Mu Qing bought, with some confusion in his eyes.

"Guess?" Mu Qing said with a smile, then walked to a shop nearby and bought some weasel hair and rabbit hair.

"You are going to make a pen." Qin Yu looked at the bamboos with sudden realization, but what are these herbs for? They don't look like they are for drinking, they are all for promoting blood circulation, or relieving depression.

"Well, I plan to make some pens, and then some sachets and the like. I won't be needed for embroidery and needlework, but I can prepare some medicinal materials."

"It smells quite nice." Qin Yu picked up a piece of herb and put it under his nose to smell it. The smell of each herb was very ordinary, but when put together, the smell was very fresh.

"Of course!" Mu Qing smiled proudly. If he couldn't even do this, then he would have lived in vain for so many years.