The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

Changjing.

Imperial Palace, Fengyi Hall.

After Emperor Hong Jing came down from court, he did not go to the Imperial Study to work, but came to Fengyi Palace first.

Since the Queen returned to the palace, it has become a habit for her to sit in Fengyi Hall every day.

Because every day when I come here, I can drink a pot of Baixiang tea.

"The Emperor likes this Baixiang Tea, I will have someone brew a pot and send it to him every day. You are busy with government affairs every day, and you go to Fengyi Palace every day. Some people must be calling me a witch queen behind my back." The couple sat at the tea table in the palace. The Queen held the pot and poured tea, and made a half-seriously half-joking comment.

Emperor Hong Jing glanced at her, showing no displeasure. "If I wanted to save this little energy, why would I come to you just for a pot of tea? I just wanted to talk to you."

"What do you mean you want to talk to me? You mean you want to talk to me about Qing'er."

"Qing'er is our son. If I don't talk to you, who can I talk to?"

When mentioning his favorite son, Emperor Hong Jing couldn't hide his pride, and a smile softened his tough face, "Yu Heng wrote to me regularly, Qing'er is being taken care of there, and with the fresh Baixiang Tea, his health is getting better and better, and he can now pick up the sword and practice martial arts again."

The queen's eyes were also filled with smiles, and she teased, "You just want to come to me and brag about your son."

"Why can't I praise you for doing a good job? You haven't forgotten what you learned during the years of my illness. You are especially concerned about the people and make decisive decisions. You are worthy of being my son, hahaha!" Emperor Hong Jing picked up the teacup, and some hot tea flowed into his throat. The moist feeling made him feel comfortable all over.

He was extremely happy.

"The news of the flood in Yuanzhou has reached the court. The imperial study has a pile of related memorials. Some of them commended the governor of Yuanzhou for his timely disaster relief, while others accused him of defying the emperor's authority by borrowing government granaries without authorization. Humph, a bunch of officials in Beijing, standing on a high platform supported by the backbones of the people, without thinking about the suffering of the people, but only thinking about scheming for a higher position! They are not even as good as a nine-year-old child!

Those who do not worry about the country will lose the support of the people and will not be blessed by God.

Yuanzhou provided disaster relief in time, and the people expressed their gratitude to the emperor. Qing'er has earned the support of the people for his father!"

The emperor's loud laughter echoed in Fengyi Palace.

Isn't the queen also full of pride?

But with joy comes hidden worries. Compared to what her son has done for the people thousands of miles away, she is more concerned about his health and safety.

"Your Majesty, the prefect of Yuanzhou borrowed official grain for disaster relief without asking for the emperor's order. Someone in the court is bound to seize on this mistake. Although Yuanzhou is remote, the prefect is a fourth-rank official, and there are many people eyeing that position and wanting to support their own faction to take the position... I don't want to interfere in the court, but this is about Qing'er. Once someone goes to Yuanzhou to investigate, the fact that Qing'er is recuperating there will be revealed. I am worried that Qing'er's peace will be disturbed, and even her safety cannot be guaranteed."

Emperor Hong Jing waved his hands, his lips slightly raised, "With me protecting you, who dares to touch Qing'er? Who can do that? As for the things over there, I have already asked Cui Jing to make arrangements and secretly help Qing'er, you can rest assured."

Hearing this, the Queen felt relieved. She then remembered something and asked, "Qing'er wrote earlier to ask for mercy on behalf of the Lin family and Yuxi Village. Does the Emperor have any plans?"

"It is not difficult for me to grant you a favor, but the time has not come yet." The emperor smiled meaningfully, "It is easy to add flowers to a beautiful woman, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow. Adding flowers is not as good as sending charcoal."

The queen pursed her lips and smiled.

Old fox.

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The Jin family’s land in Yuxi Village is located in the middle and back part of the village.

When he used money to buy the land, he had originally intended to buy the land at the end of the village, preferably close to the Lin family. However, the town commander personally said that all the land at that location was no longer for sale.

There was no other way. With the money available, I had to settle for the next best option and chose a place as close to the end of the village as possible.

After the flood, the Jin family put building a house on the agenda, and the construction was entirely handed over to the Yuxi villagers.

Another small courtyard with two entrances has sprung up in Yuxi Village. It is already September.

The Shennv Mountain is a mixture of green, yellow and red, and from a distance it looks as beautiful as an oil painting with rich colors.

Autumn has come.

Bai Xiang got up early in the morning, and without combing his hair, he followed his father like a little tail, "Dad, are you going to town today? You said you would take me with you, so keep your word."

Lin Dashan was so amused by being pestered, "Yes, I will keep my word. When has my father ever lied to you?"

After the beginning of autumn, the weather gets colder day by day, especially in the mornings when the temperature is chilly.

Fearing that her daughter would catch a cold, Li Sulan took a small coat in her hand and chased after her to put it on. "Your heart flew away when I told you to go to town. Your father would go there after breakfast. Don't worry, put on your clothes first. You haven't combed your hair or washed your face. Don't you think you are dirty?"

Bai Xiang looked up and giggled, "Bai Xiang is clean even if he doesn't wash his face!"

As he spoke, he did not forget to wipe his face with his little hands to show his mother that his hands were not dirty.

Li Sulan was so cute that she kissed her daughter on the cheek, then carried her to sit on a small stool and took a comb to comb her hair.

More than half a year has passed, and the child's hair, which used to be as messy as if it had been bitten by a dog and could barely be tied into two small buns, has now grown long enough to be braided into little pigtails.

There were frequent sizzling sounds in the kitchen, and soon the aroma of burnt pancakes wafted out.

The thick smoke from the burning firewood in the stove rose up and into the sky along the chimney on the roof, and the whole yard was filled with the smell of smoke.

With the call of "Time for breakfast", all the adults and children in the house popped their heads out and rushed to the kitchen.

After breakfast, leaving the dishes and stove to her daughter-in-law, Mrs. Lin wiped her hands on her apron and took out half a dime from her pocket. "Buy more cloth and new cotton this time. Winter will come soon. We need to make winter clothes and quilts to keep warm before it gets cold. The quilted jackets of the children have become hard and stiff, and are not warm enough. They need to be replaced."

Not only the children were happy to be able to get new clothes and quilts, but the adults couldn't help but feel happy too.

Lin Erhe hugged Lin Jiang tightly, with a look of gratitude on his face, "Jiang'er, thanks to you for coming up with the idea to plant the Hundred-phase Grass, otherwise our family would have to endure the cold this year!"

Lin Jiang raised his eyebrows, "Second brother, you're welcome. It's my honor."

"You're so rude when I compliment you casually." He changed the hug into a fist bump, amusing everyone around him.

"Come on, it's getting late." Mrs. Lin urged, "Many people from the village are going to the town to do some shopping today. The village chief's ox cart is waiting at the entrance of the village. Let's go."

Bai Xiang Gulu climbed into the backpack and waited for his father to carry him. He raised his little hand and waved to his elder and second brothers who were looking at him eagerly, "I'll go this time, it will be your turn next time. Don't envy me, because next time I'll be the one watching you from home!"

Lin Huaisong and Lin Huaibai had no expression on their faces.

My family goes to town so many times in a year that I can’t count them on my ten fingers.

The next time I go there will be around the Chinese New Year.

Grandma said a long time ago that when the Chinese New Year is approaching, she would go to the town to buy New Year's goods and take the three children with her for a walk.

My sister will also have a share next time.

This little girl is so smart!