No, I was just a concubine, how did I become the queen?

The Fourth Master actually didn’t have much to do in the disaster area, at most he was just a coordinator.

Even when it comes to overall planning, there are several experienced officials to help with advice and work.

Whether it's disaster relief or saving lives outside, he doesn't need to worry too much.

Even because he was a prince, it was impossible for anyone to let him go to the front line.

Emperor Kangxi had already assigned him a group of guards, and the guards followed him wherever he went.

So he usually lived in the yard vacated for him by local officials and rarely went out.

After all, as soon as you go out, you will be surrounded by people, which affects other people's normal work.

Even so, Su Peisheng still complained that the Fourth Master was too hard-working and that his living conditions were so poor.

His face was dark: "Master, you are hot, right? Why don't you go to the waterside pavilion and stay for a while?"

After the heavy rain in Henan, it was sunny for more than half a month, and it was extremely hot.

The Fourth Master is afraid of heat, and it is even hotter here, with his chest and back soaked.

What’s worse is that the gardens of the officials here are definitely not as good as those of the Beile Mansion due to regulatory issues.

Small and stuffy.

The Fourth Master also had to wear both inner and outer clothes and was not allowed to expose his arms and legs in the room.

My body is covered with prickly heat and it's unsightly.

"Forget it, it will be troublesome to go out," the Fourth Master didn't want to move.

After all, this was someone else's house, so half of it was allocated to him to live in, and the host's family lived in the other half.

There are many female relatives at home, and it is inevitable to run into them when I go out, which is quite embarrassing.

Su Peisheng's brows furrowed even tighter: "How about I go get some more ice?"

The ice stored by the wealthy families here was washed away by the flood, and there was very little left.

In the Fourth Master's room, only a basin of ice is served from morning to night.

Looking over now, there was no ice left in the ice basin, only a basin of water.

"No need, just bear with it." The Fourth Master didn't want to cause trouble for others.

It's easy to imagine that if Bing were in the house, he would definitely not dare to neglect him.

Now he can only supply one basin of ice a day, which means they have no more ice to use.

If I ask for it again, wouldn't that just add unnecessary pressure to others?

Su Peisheng thought, no matter whether it caused trouble or not, it was an honor for that group of people to be able to solve the problem for his master!

But since the Fourth Master had already spoken, he couldn't disobey the order.

He thought about it and remembered what Linggege had given him before he set off.

At that time, she said that if it was too hot, she could give it to the Fourth Master.

Su Peisheng couldn't imagine what else could help him cool down in the summer besides ice.

So after coming here, I forgot about it as soon as I got busy.

Thinking of this at this time, Su Peisheng decided to give it a try and ordered people to find it.

He won't mess around with it himself after finding it out.

After all, if he fails to figure it out or breaks it, the Fourth Master will not forgive him.

But if the Fourth Master is asked to open it himself, then he will remember the kindness shown to Ling Gege, and no matter whether it is good or bad, it cannot be blamed on him.

Su Peisheng carefully presented the large cloth bag to the Fourth Master and said flatteringly, "Master, I was so busy that I forgot."

"This is a kind gesture from Linggege. She said if I'm too hot, I can give it a try."

The Fourth Master had no interest at first; the weather was too hot and he had no energy to do anything.

But when he heard that it was Lin Mingyan's order, he signaled Su Peisheng with his eyes to open it.

After opening it, there were several large oil paper packages inside, with a letter on top.

Su Peisheng quickly handed the letter to the Fourth Master, who smiled as soon as he took it.

There were a few words written in a bossy voice on the envelope: To the Fourth Master personally.

The word "Cha Cha" still lacks any elegance.

I forced her to practice calligraphy with me for a while, but she only managed to learn the form, and didn't acquire any flavor of the calligraphy.

But fortunately, at least I can pick up a pen and write to him.

Lin Mingyan prepared for the Fourth Master the method of making ice with saltpeter, and attached to the letter were several packets of saltpeter.

In fact, there was a method of making ice with saltpeter in ancient times, but the success rate of this method was not very high.

Since it is controlled by a few people and they cannot produce ice in large quantities, they will fail, so this business cannot be developed.

Moreover, in the north, the cost is much lower if ice is stored in wells in winter and used in the summer.

So even the palace doesn’t need it, and the Fourth Master doesn’t know about it.

After reading Lin Mingyan's letter, the Fourth Master really became interested.

Thanks to Lin Mingyan for writing down the steps clearly, Su Peisheng found a large vat and a small urn.

On the first try, I successfully made a large jar of ice for cooling and a jar of edible ice.

With the help of the ice, the temperature in the room slowly dropped.

Su Peisheng also asked the kitchen to make ice cream according to the method given by Lin Mingyan.

After the fourth master drank a bowl of ice yogurt, he finally got rid of the summer heat.

After exhaling a breath of foul air, he instructed Su Peisheng to send some ice cream to the master's house.

The room fell silent, and he then thought of Cha Cha, and was stunned by the thought.

Before he went out, many people called him over.

The emperor called him there to instruct him to do his job well and to stand up for the people in this area.

The Empress called him over and told him not to disappoint the Emperor's expectations, and also reminded him to take care of the younger ones when he grew up.

Where is Fu Jin?

He gave Fu Jin instructions for a long time, but from the moment he left the house to the backyard, Fu Jin didn't listen to a word he said.

Finally, it was Cha Cha’s turn. Cha Cha didn’t say anything, she just hugged him and cried.

But only now did I realize what good things she had prepared.

How did she know this?

Did someone mistreat her by using ice when she was in the mansion, but she didn't say anything?

The letter said that he had found a good way to make ice by reading books and exploring on his own when he was free.

Was it because it was so hot last summer but you didn't dare ask for ice, so you had to come up with this idea?

As the Fourth Master thought about this, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, so severe that he could hardly breathe.

Thinking about the fact that he was not at home and Cha Cha was poisoned, he felt even more depressed.

"Creaky~" the door opened and a wave of heat rushed in from outside.

Su Peisheng ran around the garden on the right and was already sweating profusely.

He wiped the sweat off his face, quietly stood closer to the ice basin, felt the coolness behind him, and carefully exhaled.

Thanks to Ling Gege, this was the first time in so many days that he dared to stand in front of the ice basin.

Otherwise, with such a small basin of ice, he would block the coolness and the Fourth Master would feel even hotter.

There were several ice basins in the room at that time, so he could quietly take one without any trouble.

Seeing that he was also very hot, the Fourth Master rewarded him with a bowl of iced yogurt, and Su Peisheng was grateful to tears.

"Has there been any letter from the mansion?" The Fourth Master was a little worried.

Su Peisheng finished his iced cheese in a few bites, wiped his mouth with his sleeve and replied, "Gao Ziliang sent an urgent letter today, eight hundred miles away. I have brought it to you."

He carefully handed over the letter wrapped in brown paper.

The Fourth Master immediately uncovered it and looked at it.

Then he slammed his hand on the table: "Nonsense!"