The Royal Family's Orphan is on the Rise

Seeing the doorman open the door, Li Leping stepped forward and said, "Master is back."

"Ah."

He was a little confused when he saw the old women pickling vegetables.

“Is this pickling again?”

"Yes, the princess said to clear the space and continue growing vegetables."

Emperor Wenzong of Tang didn't think much about it and went into the house to change into casual clothes.

After dinner, Shen Jiarou returned to Fanghua Palace to check her greenhouse vegetables.

"Princess, please slow down." Suningde was afraid that his princess would get hurt late at night.

Mo Wen held a lantern in front to light the way, and everyone walked in carefully.

"Has the water been poured over?"

Suningde quickly replied, "Princess, you have watered it."

Shen Jiarou carefully felt the temperature in the room and said, "I feel the temperature here is OK. I wonder if it's OK to grow sweet potatoes."

Zhen Luosang thought that other dishes were fine, and maybe sweet potatoes would be fine too.

"Princess, why not give it a try?"

"Then I'll try it after I finish my class tomorrow."

Then she took people back to the study and continued writing her notebook.

Xie Youmu came in with hot tea, "Princess, have a cup of hot tea to warm your stomach."

Shen Jiarou put down the red pen, looked up and took it.

"Thank you."

Xie Youmu caught a glimpse of the words on the storybook and was a little surprised.

"The princess's handwriting is so beautiful."

Shen Jiarou smiled slightly and said, "Not bad. How's your calligraphy going?"

Xie Youmu lowered her head shyly and said, "My handwriting is not presentable, so please don't pollute the princess' eyes."

Shen Jiarou sneered, "It's not that exaggerated. Come on, try it."

When Xie Youmu heard this, he quickly waved his hands.

"I can't do that."

Shen Jiarou stood up and pushed her down.

"Try it. You have to take the first step."

Seeing this, Ruan Qingling also spoke up in agreement.

"Yes, Youmu, try it. It won't be a bad idea to have a try. You can also let the princess teach you a little."

Zhen Luo's voice interrupted, "Opportunity is fleeting, and time will never come again."

Zheng Shutong and An Yiyin smiled at each other.

Under the oil lamp, Xie Youmu took a deep breath, picked up the red brush and began to write on the rice paper. His hands were shaking slightly.

After she finished writing, Xie Youmu relaxed.

"Just write your name, don't rush the strokes."

Xie Youmu pursed her lips and nodded, "Yes, Princess."

Everyone looked at the way she held the pen and thought it was quite professional.

Xie Youmu was writing quietly and seriously, with slight sweat on his palms. A closer look revealed that Xie Youmu looked delicate and visibly relaxed.

"Princess, please look!"

Shen Jiarou took it and examined it carefully. "It's okay overall, but lacks a bit of power when viewed directly.

Hearing the princess's comment, Xie Youmu smiled happily.

"Thank you, Princess, for your guidance." Shen Jiarou leaned over and held the pair of slender, beautiful and graceful little hands.

"Come, I'll take you to practice again."

Haha, she is also a teacher.

Ruan Qingling saw the smile on her princess's lips and couldn't help but smile too.

Her princess is the most real and sincere.

After teaching for about quarter of an hour, Shen Jiarou felt a little sleepy.

At this time, Aunt Zhenhua just walked into the study room. "Princess, are you sleepy?"

"Ah."

"Then go to bed early today."

Shen Jiarou returned to the bedroom, quickly washed and changed her clothes, then lay down on the soft bed.

"Princess, go to sleep."

Shen Jiarou nodded to Aunt Zhenhua, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When Ruan Qingling and Zhen Luosang met, they both let down the bed curtains.

Zheng Shutong went over and blew out one oil lamp, leaving one oil lamp to illuminate the bedroom.

Ruan Qingling was left alone, while Zhen Luosang and Zheng Shutong went to sleep in a nearby ear room so that they could arrive quickly if anything happened.

Shen Jiarou had fallen asleep, but Emperor Shun of Yuan was still busy reviewing memorials.

Li Jiang took a look and saw the emperor pinching his brows, so he stepped forward and reminded him in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, how about you take a rest tonight and watch it tomorrow?"

Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty opened his eyes, which were originally closed.

"Okay, go and arrange it." During the arranged time, he could read two more memorials.

……

Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty took the handkerchief handed to him by the palace maid, wiped his face, brushed his teeth, and finally changed his clothes and lay on his own dragon bed.

When he fell asleep, there was a slight snoring sound. Li Jiang had the bed curtains lowered and led his men away quietly.

The night's work was over, and everyone except the guards and palace maids fell asleep, ready to greet the arrival of the next day.

The snow fell even harder in the early morning, making people feel cold.

Shen Jiarou opened her eyes, but was reluctant to get up and stayed in bed.

Aunt Zhenhua looked at the princess' childlike state and smiled: At last, she looks like a child.

"Princess, it's time to get up. After breakfast you have to go to class."

Shen Jiarou shook her head desperately, "Aunt, I still want to sleep."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep in a second, leaving Aunt Zhenhua dumbfounded.

Ruan Qingling, Zhen Luosang and others standing by were also shocked.

When did these two princesses become so powerful? They fell asleep immediately.

Aunt Zhenhua had no choice but to stand up and look at the few people.

"Forget it, let the princess sleep for another half an hour."

Everyone bowed respectfully and whispered, "Yes, auntie."

The winter was getting colder and colder, and the Queen Mother was reluctant to get up.

Aunt Zhen brought into the bedroom a few plum blossoms picked by the palace maids.

"Queen, you are awake."

"Xiaoyu, is it colder today?"

Aunt Zhen smiled slightly and said, "Yes, maybe the snow is a sign of a good harvest. Maybe next year will be a good season."

The Queen Mother smiled faintly and said, "I hope so. Then the common people will have something to look forward to."

Food is the lifeblood of the people, and good land is an important link in food production.

Until then, it would be even better if the weather is good.

Shen Jiarou really slept for half an hour longer, but she was still very sleepy, so much so that she slept with her eyes closed while changing clothes, washing, and dressing.

Ruan Qingling, Zhen Luosang and others shook their heads in amusement: They rarely see the princess like this.

What’s even more exaggerated is that Shen Jiarou even ate breakfast with her eyes closed, and she didn’t know why she felt sleepy.

She was still yawning until she entered the study.

Ruan Qingling was puzzled. "Princess, you went to bed early last night, why are you still so sleepy?"

Shen Jiarou shook her head slightly, "I don't know either."

Anyway, she was just sleepy, so sleepy that she was crying.

In the Golden Palace, after the door was tightly closed, the ministers finally felt alive again.

The Minister of Revenue reported, "Your Majesty, now almost every household in the suburbs of Beijing has dug a pit, and recently there have been significantly fewer people freezing to death."

The Minister of Works stepped out and saluted, "Your Majesty, many people in the Ministry of Works have mastered this craft, and are becoming more and more proficient. They can also draw inferences from one example and make better earthen beds."

Fortunately, we have Princess Yongkang, otherwise this winter would be miserable both inside and outside the city.

His family has a brick bed, which is very warm for sleeping.

Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty nodded with satisfaction. "That's great. By the way, how about the prefectures and counties?"

An official from the Ministry of Personnel stepped out and said, "Your Majesty, many places have been notified and people have been arranged to go to all directions. I believe that the officials below can also do a good job."

Apart from the capital, the best progress was made in Shen Jiarou's fiefdoms.

Anren County

"Fellow villager, have you cut the soil pit at home?"

"It's cut, it's hot, how about you guys?"

"It's cut too. It's really nice to sleep."

Someone echoed, "Our princess is so nice. Whenever there's something good, she'll spread the word about it to her fiefdom, so that ordinary people like us can have a good winter."

"Who says it isn't?"