Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Su Daji's expression was solemn, and she lowered her voice and said, "Your Majesty, this reward is too generous. General Huo only led his troops to repel the Xiongnu. How can he deserve so many benefits?"

Qi Guangheng looked at Su Daji and said firmly:

"The Huo family has been loyal to their country for generations. General Huo's father lost his life protecting the country.

After this victory, these rewards are what the Huo family deserves, there is nothing wrong with it."

Huo Jun frowned and continued to report:

"Your Majesty, the famine has not yet passed and the situation remains very serious.

Although we have allocated food and arranged disaster relief, many places are still short of food and clothing.

What’s more troublesome is that epidemics have broken out in many places where disaster victims gather, and more and more people are getting sick.

I thought, we need to quickly send capable officials there to continue the disaster relief work while controlling the epidemic, otherwise the situation will only get worse."

Qi Guangheng rubbed his temples, his voice full of fatigue:

"I have been planning to send people to the disaster area for relief, but the national treasury is empty and I really can't provide much money and food.

The situation in the south is not peaceful, with riots happening every few days, and the garrison has to tighten its supply of food and fodder.

Now that disasters and epidemics have come together, the amount of food that can be transferred is really limited.

But the victims can't wait, no matter how difficult it is, we have to get through this. Tomorrow morning, we'll discuss how to use the limited supplies effectively."

Qi Guangheng was also a good emperor. As soon as Huo Jun returned home, he hugged Bai Wanwan and said, "Wanwan, do you miss daddy?"

Bai Wanwan nodded and said, "I did think about it, Daddy. When you were not at home, we were all bullied."

Huo Jun laughed and said, "You are a princess now. How dare anyone bully you? If anyone dares to bully you in the future, fight back."

Bai Wanwan hugged Huo Jun's neck and said, "Okay, Daddy, help me fight them off."

Huo Jun was about to speak when he heard someone say, "Madam, someone outside said that our young lady is back..."

Madam Bai stood up and asked, "What?"

As soon as a few people walked into the yard, they saw Bai Qiaoniang's former family members coming to the door again.

Mrs. Bai's face darkened and she asked unhappily:

"What are you guys still doing here? I've already made it clear to you, there's no room for negotiation on this matter.

Qiao Niang was sold by you a long time ago, and now I have no obligation to support you."

Zhao Qiaolan suddenly burst into tears and rushed forward, shouting, "Mom! Don't you recognize me? I'm your daughter!"

Mrs. Bai took two steps back in fear, shaking her head, "Impossible! How could you be my daughter?"

Old Mrs. Zhao at the side immediately took over and said in a hoarse voice:

"Why not? She was thrown into a dilapidated temple back then, and I was kind enough to bring her home and raise her.

If I hadn't heard from the neighbors that you have been looking for a daughter, I wouldn't have remembered this!

How could you not want to give up such a good girl?"

Madam Bai sneered:

“I’m looking for my daughter, but just because someone says she’s my daughter doesn’t mean she’s mine.

My daughter has a red birthmark on her right arm."

Zhao Qiaolan asked, "Mom, is this the birthmark you're talking about?"

Zhao Qiaolan said this as she lifted her sleeves. She stared at Zhao Qiaolan, her voice trembling, "Are you really my daughter? How could such a coincidence happen?"

Old Mrs. Zhao sighed and took out a cloth bag from her bosom:

"That year I went to the temple to burn incense and saw a little baby in the corner of the dilapidated temple.

She was wrapped in a cloth bag and had a piece of jade in her arms. I thought I couldn't just watch the child starve to death, so I took her home to raise her.

Look, are these jade and cloth bags from your family? "

Mrs. Bai's fingers gently stroked the faded lotus embroidery on the corner of the cloth bag. When her fingertips touched the raised "Orchid" character on the back of the jade pendant, tears flowed down her face.

She let out a suppressed sob in her throat and suddenly hugged Zhao Qiaolan into her arms: "My little Lan...it's really you!"

Zhao Qiaolan buried her head in her mother's shoulder, her tears soaking her clothes: "Mom! I really miss you guys!"

Bai Qiaoniang and Bai Wanwan looked at each other, and Bai Wanwan said softly, "Mother, do you think Zhao Qiaolan and Madam Bai look alike?"

Bai Qiaoniang sighed and said, "Regardless of whether it looks like it or not, now that Zhao Qiaolan has taken out the jade, there's nothing we can do!"

Bai Wanwan snorted coldly and said, "Then let's see what she wants to do!"

Seeing this, Old Lady Zhao hurried forward, pulling on their sleeves, and said with a smile:

"Oh, it's so windy and cold, I can't cry in the yard and hurt myself!

Come on, let's go inside and talk slowly!"

She turned around and winked at Zhao Qiaolan:

"Qiaolan has been talking about her biological parents since she was little, and always said that she would go to find them even if she had to beg for food.

If Midwife Zhang hadn't seen this jade pendant the day before yesterday and recognized it, we wouldn't have had the chance to be reunited today!"

The moment she stepped over the vermilion lacquered threshold, Old Mrs. Zhao's cloth shoes suddenly froze in place.

Gilded carved beams and pillars intersect overhead, the glazed lamps hanging under the corridors reflect fine golden light, the blue brick floor is mirror-clear, and even the bonsai in the corners are trimmed to look like a scene from a painting.

Her mouth opened wide, her wrinkled face flushed crimson, and she murmured:

"Oh my God! How can this be a place for mortals to live? It's even more magnificent than the Guanghan Palace in operas!

Qiaolan, you finally found your golden nest..."

She unconsciously pulled back her patched cuffs and clenched the corners of her clothes with her rough fingers.

Madam Zheng scoffed and said, "Let's go this way..."

As Nanny Zheng led the group inside, Old Lady Zhao looked around and touched things here and there, exclaiming in amazement: "My goodness, this isn't even a house! It's like they've brought in a mountain of gold and silver!"

She pointed at the embroidered screen hanging on the wall and poked the white porcelain vase on the table: "Just this stitch and thread, this piece of porcelain and this tile, I'm afraid it's enough for an ordinary person to eat for half a lifetime!"

After entering the living room, Zhao Qiaolan was also stunned by the patched coarse cloth jacket she was wearing.

It looked particularly shabby in the room with soft carpets and carved tables and chairs.

Looking up, there were palace lanterns covered with pearls hanging from the beams, a faint sandalwood scent wafting from the bronze incense burner in the corner, and even the carvings on the window frames were so delicate that they seemed like they could be squeezed out of water.

She clenched her frayed cuffs, her feet felt nailed to the ground, and she was speechless for a long time.

Madam Bai looked at her and said, "Please sit down for a while! When Bai Yin leaves the court, I'll tell him about this and then make a decision..."

Zhao Qiaolan nodded obediently and said:

"Dad should be back soon, right?

Actually, I just came to see you today. It’s okay if you don’t want to recognize me.”

Madam Bai smiled faintly and said, "Let's talk about it later!"

When Baiyin came home from court, he heard about this and rushed over here. As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Zhao Qiaolan rushing towards him.

He dodged and Zhao Qiaolan fell flat on her face.