The Journey of Immortality of the Peerless Medical Concubine

"Well, Lord Su, what you said makes sense. Who is responsible for this matter?"

After hearing Su Zhengyang's words, Tang Zhentian nodded. This was the only way at the moment.

As soon as Tang Zhentian finished speaking, the civil and military officials began to discuss in a low voice. It was obvious that everyone had their own opinions on this matter.

At this time, there was a person who did not participate in the discussion, but stood up directly and bowed to the dragon throne.

"Your Majesty! I, a humble servant, would like to take charge of the patrol and investigate the disaster for Your Majesty!"

This person was none other than the Chief Censor Lin Xiangzhao. From the moment he met Wen Liuli until now, he had been thinking about what Wen Liuli had said. He felt that since he was in this position, he should do his job well.

Moreover, disaster relief has always been associated with corruption since ancient times. If I do it myself, perhaps the people can feel at ease.

"Lin Xiangzhao?"

Seeing the person who was speaking, Tang Zhentian was obviously stunned. This Lin Xiangzhao has been doing things in a law-abiding manner since Tang Tianyu recommended him. He can be regarded as worthy of his position.

But when it comes to the patrol post, even Lin Xiangzhao knows it, and Tang Zhentian knows it even better. If it is not given to someone who can be trusted, the people will probably still freeze to death or starve to death in the end.

"Your Majesty, I met Princess Wu on my way here. She recited a poem that moved me deeply."

"Oh? Tell me!"

Hearing that it was Wen Liuli, Tang Zhentian immediately became interested. Originally, Tang Zhentian wanted to leave these matters to the princes, and the best candidate was Tang Tianling. However, after hearing what Lin Xiangzhao said, Tang Zhentian had some other ideas.

"When I came here, I saw a charcoal seller, over fifty years old, thinly dressed, huddled in a corner and shivering. That's what the princess said at the time."

"The charcoal seller, he cuts firewood and burns charcoal in the southern mountains. His face is covered with dust and smoke, his temples are grey and his fingers are black. What does he do with the money he earns from selling charcoal? Clothes on his body and food in his mouth. It's a pity that his clothes are too thin, and he worries about the low price of charcoal and wishes for colder weather."

"I am also moved by the princess, and am willing to investigate the sentiments of the people for your majesty, so that more people will not be harmed by the cold winter like this charcoal seller!"

As Lin Xiangzhao said this, everyone present was shocked, even Tang Zhentian on the dragon throne stood up suddenly.

He was not amazed at what Lin Xiangzhao wanted to do, but at the literary talent of Wen Liuli. With just a few simple words, he used the charcoal seller to express the suffering of the common people.

Especially the last sentence, "Poor people are wearing thin clothes, worried about the cheap coal and wishing for cold weather." Tang Zhentian was even more upset after hearing it. Could it be that the people in the land I rule all live like this?

In addition to Tang Zhentian, Tang Tianling was even more shocked with his eyes widened. He knew that Wen Liuli was not simple. He seemed to do things without any method, but everything he did was unexpected. He didn't expect that in addition to medical skills and cooking skills, Wen Liuli's literary talent was also so good.

You know, Tang Tianling is known as the most talented person in East Wilderness, but he asked himself if he could write such a poem.

"Yu Tai! Bring me a pen and ink! I want to write this poem down and hang it in the imperial study to remind me every day what kind of life the people of the world are living!"

After a while, Tang Zhentian slowly came back to his senses, turned his head and spoke to Yu Tai beside him.

As soon as he said this, all the ministers in the court were stunned, and then knelt down together.

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

Yu Tai nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, and then immediately fetched paper and pen for Tang Zhentian. In the eyes of all the ministers, Tang Zhentian personally wrote the poem "The Charcoal Seller".

From beginning to end, all the officials in the court knelt on the ground, marveling at Tang Zhentian's compassion for all living beings, to the extent that he could do so.

"Lin Xiangzhao!"

"Chen is here!"

"I appoint you as the Inspector of Eight Prefectures to inspect the country for me. Anyone found to be corrupt, unfaithful or unfilial can be executed first and reported later!"

"Your humble servant... obeys your order!"

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Wen Liuli didn't know yet that a poem she recited inadvertently had caused an uproar in the court. Even after the court was dismissed, the ministers were still thinking about the poem about the charcoal seller.

Although every word and sentence is simple and easy to understand, it is extremely impressive. In just a few words, it describes the warmth and coldness of the world and depicts the suffering of all living beings.

Lin Xiangzhao got his wish and was appointed as the Inspector of Eight Prefectures to inspect the country. While investigating the disaster, he also cleaned up the court and the people for Tang Zhentian. On this day, the capital of Donghuang would undergo earth-shaking changes because of this poem.

On the other hand, Wen Liuli had just finished eating the steamed buns and hot porridge brought to her by the shopkeeper. Perhaps because the sky was gradually getting brighter, the business of Zhuyue Restaurant became more and more prosperous.

It has to be said that Zhuyue Restaurant is renowned in the imperial city for its unique dishes. As far as breakfast is concerned, Zhuyue Restaurant has a variety of dishes, such as steamed buns and hot porridge, soy milk and fried dough sticks, or fried egg noodles, etc. What is available in other places, Zhuyue Restaurant has, and what is not available in other places, Zhuyue Restaurant also has.

The most important thing is that although Zhuyue Restaurant is much more luxurious than the small stalls outside, the price is almost the same. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as affordable. That is why Wen Liuli's restaurant continues to be prosperous, and the dishes prepared in the restaurant are in short supply every day.

"Boss, do you think we can open a branch in the west or south of the city? If we continue this trend, it will definitely bring more business to you."

When the shopkeeper thought about this, he couldn't help but get excited. In all his years in the business, he had never seen a restaurant doing business as prosperous as Zhuyue Restaurant. The ingredients bought every day were almost always eaten up.

It was also the first time for him to experience the feeling of not being a customer ordering food, but rather looking at what dishes are available in the restaurant.

"Branch? It's not impossible. Let's open one in the west of the city first. I'll leave this matter to you."

"Yes!"

After getting Wen Liuli's agreement, the shopkeeper suddenly became excited. That's right, the boss will definitely agree. Since the business is so good, who would complain about having too much money?

Although the profit of Zhuyue Restaurant is low, as Wen Liuli said at the beginning, by making small profits but quick turnover, it not only makes money but also earns a good reputation.

Moreover, with the reputation of Princess Wen Liuli Wu here, no one dared to cause trouble in Zhuyue Restaurant, which made the shopkeeper even more confident.

Don't underestimate this small restaurant. The two thousand taels of silver notes Wen Liuli had were earned from the restaurant's revenue for more than a month.

This is definitely not a small amount of money. In the world of immortality, more than 90% of people have never seen so much money in their entire lives.

"By the way, Boss, there is one more thing I want to report to you."

"what happened?"

Hearing this, Wen Liuli raised her head slightly. It seemed that the shopkeeper was talking a lot today.

I don’t know if it was because he knew that she was the Princess Wu, but the shopkeeper was always very cautious when speaking to her. He would say as little as possible and would never say more. So the shopkeeper would not tell her about unimportant matters and would solve things by himself if he could.

"We are open for business, and to ensure customer flow, we usually stock up on fresh vegetables when winter is approaching. However, the snow came too early this year, and our vegetable reserves are not yet at the required amount. We estimate that they will only last for a month or so before they are cleared out."

"So, Boss, do you think we should reduce some of the vegetable dishes, or add some others?"

The shopkeeper felt a little embarrassed when he said this, but in fact, it was his fault. After all, vegetables are usually stored when winter comes. But if there is no ice, buying too many vegetables will just rot in the warehouse.

So although the shopkeeper has been buying these days, he has not bought a lot, only less than half a warehouse. If we look at the current business of Zhuyue Restaurant, I am afraid it will not be long before these vegetables will be completely eaten up.

Without vegetables, business this winter may not be so good.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Wen Liuli raised her eyebrows. In her impression, it seemed that this was really the case.

The ancients did not have greenhouse cultivation technology, and green vegetables became a rare commodity in winter. Usually, each household would stockpile some before winter to prepare for the winter, but the reserves would not be particularly large, after all, freshness preservation was also a problem.

As a result, the common people basically have vegetables to eat at the beginning of winter. In deep winter, vegetables become a rare thing in the world of immortality, and even the royal family may not have them.

I didn't expect that the shopkeeper was so thoughtful that he actually stockpiled so much before winter. Of course, although he said more than a month, in reality it certainly wouldn't last that long.

According to Wen Liuli's estimation, it is difficult to keep vegetables fresh for a long time even on Blue Star. At most, they can be placed in the refrigerator, and it is a blessing if they can last for more than ten days without spoiling.

A month? What kind of vegetable leaves can last that long?

"Let's keep everything as it is. I'll take care of the vegetables."

After thinking for a moment, Wen Liuli spoke slowly.

"Yes."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper nodded. He didn't know what Wen Liuli meant by finding a solution, but since the boss said so, he could only listen to him.

If it really doesn't work, when the vegetables are all gone, the worst that can happen is to sell pickles. Who doesn't eat pickles in winter? Although the restaurant's business may be a little slower without fresh vegetables, it won't lose money anyway.

"Steward, I remember His Majesty once awarded me a piece of land. How is that land now?"

After saying that, Wen Liuli turned to look at the steward who was still eating buns beside him and asked.

"Madam, it was already autumn when His Majesty gave it to you, so the land is still idle. I will order people to cultivate it in the spring of next year."

"No need to wait until spring. Send someone to turn the soil over later. I'll keep it for future use."

"Yes."