Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1848

Xie Huai still had doubts. "The title and the imperial merchant were both promised? Is there any written evidence?"

Cen Che lifted his robe and sat down. He poured himself a cup of tea and drank it. His mouth was dry. "You haven't done anything yet, and you want the princess to sign and issue a document for you? What are you thinking? Even if the princess has never seen the world, she is still a princess."

He drank it all in one gulp and put the cup heavily on the table. "Don't let my hard work go to waste. Go down and make arrangements quickly."

Xie Huai didn't dare to delay any longer and hurried out to instruct his followers to do the job.

The attendant was shocked when he heard this. "Master, can we trust that man? He is digging into the Xie family's past."

The door opened with a bang, and Cen Che's face was cold. "I plan everything for your Xie family, but you guys doubt me?"

Xie Huai smiled apologetically, "Calm down, I never doubted you." He turned around and scolded his confidant, "Why don't you do it!"

The follower was heartbroken and left with tears in his eyes.

Cen Che's expression gradually eased. "It's normal for you to have doubts. Next time you see the princess, you should come with me. You are the eldest son of the Xie family, and you should meet the princess."

Seeing that he was so sure and could take him to meet the princess, Xie Huai's doubts were immediately dispelled and he happily made the arrangements.

On this side, Shi Anxia decided to stay in Gongcheng first, and mobilize the human, material and financial resources from all parties to overcome the crisis in several cities first.

She would not pin all her hopes on the Xie family, let alone on Cen Che, a foreign prince. The lives of the people were at stake, and if one more person worked hard, one more person would survive.

She had never paid attention to the weather conditions in these cities in her previous life, so she didn't know how severe the snow would be this year.

Shi Anxia immediately picked up his pen and wrote a few letters.

One letter was sent to the imperial court, detailing the disaster; the other letters were sent to the officials of nearby prefectures and counties, with sincere words but implicit coercion. In short, the rich contributed money, and the powerful contributed their power.

The last letter was sent to Yongle County. She had to ask Princess Yongle to borrow people, medicine, and heating supplies.

When one side is in trouble, all sides will come to its aid. She has another job to do. Being a princess is not that easy.

A princess should be upright, but she should also bow her head when necessary. Moreover, she is not only a princess now, but also the real ruler of Lingzhou.

Before leaving the capital, Emperor Zhaowu issued an imperial decree, directly incorporating Lingzhou into her fiefdom.

In other words, whether these officials can keep their official hats depends entirely on her decision.

Bei Hui spread out the letters one by one, waited until the ink was dry, then folded them carefully, put them into the brocade envelope, and sealed them with sealing wax.

She asked, "Madam, is Xie Yu trustworthy?"

"He's just a scoundrel." Shi Anxia washed her hands and took off the pearl hairpin on her bun by herself. "In fact, in his eyes, I'm also a scoundrel. Just a fake princess who takes advantage of the power of others."

It all depends on who can get by better than whom.

She lightly lifted her fingertips, and a strand of black hair suddenly fell on her shoulders. When she summoned Cen Che just now, she specially asked Bei Hui to comb her hair into the most complicated nine-phoenix rising sun bun, and her hair full of pearls and jade weighed down her neck.

This deliberate accumulation of luxury just highlights that she is a fake princess with “golden exterior but rotten interior”.

Bei Hui pursed her lips and chuckled, and was about to step forward to serve, but Shi Anxia raised her hand to stop her.

Shi Anxia said, "I'll do it myself. You take the letter first. It's 800 miles away."

Bei Hui agreed and wanted to ask Nan Yan to come in and help, but she turned around and saw that her wife had neatly let her hair down and then tied it up again.

Several letters were sent away by express horse, and ten carriages were arranged to transport the medicinal materials and doctors prepared by Wu Qicheng. They had already set out in the wind and snow.

After everything was done, the princess' procession stopped in front of Gongcheng Enyi Inn. This was the first time she had put on a princess's pomp after traveling for so long.