The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

The King of Chu thought about it seriously. If he left Duan in the palace, the old woman would probably come to the palace to make trouble with him.

Concubine Ning also knew it, but she just wanted to show her temper at this time.

"Then as my husband, it's in accordance with the rules for Kang Ge'er to enter the palace?"

The Emperor of Chu choked. Rules were always meant to constrain those below him. Seeing Concubine Ning's unhappy expression, the Emperor of Chu asked tentatively:

"Why, did someone upset you? Did someone gossip about you?"

There were waves in Concubine Ning's eyes, and she didn't even look at Emperor Chu.

"How dare I say that? lest someone say I'm gossiping in front of Your Majesty all day long."

After saying this, Concubine Ning turned around and left. The Emperor of Chu looked at Concubine Ning's back with eyes full of doting.

Watching Concubine Ning go away, the Emperor of Chu gave Xiao Degui a look, and Xiao Degui immediately sent people to investigate.

……

When Duan Chengkang left the palace, he also brought back a royal physician, who was specially sent by the Emperor of Chu to take care of Song Shengfu's health.

After a few days, a kind of tool suddenly appeared in the capital, the snow mold.

For a time, this thing became popular throughout the capital because it was cheap and very novel.

"Mom, in just these few days, everything is basically sold out."

Mrs. Lu was calculating and said happily that although this amount of income was nothing for the family, who would complain that the money was too little?

Song Shengfu looked at the account book, remembering every column clearly and the accounts were clear.

"It'll only take a few days. Others will be able to do it later, but we can seize the opportunity and make a fortune."

Lu nodded. This thing is not complicated. Anyone who knows the business can tell how it is made.

"Later, we can ask the shop to design exquisite and diverse snow molds, mainly for the upper class. Let the manager do these."

Lu flipped through the booklet, which was a snow-model flower album commissioned by the shop manager. There were dozens of styles on it.

"Have the ones from Zuo Xiangfu and Ding Mansion been delivered?"

"They were all sent. A complete set was sent to each prefecture, and also to some other friendly families."

"Oh, and as for my third brother-in-law in Shu, the New Year gifts were sent over long ago. Now, we're sending them over along with some other items, snow molds, and things that Sister Wei bought."

Song Shengfu looked at the heavy snow falling outside the window and sighed. She had been here for a year without realizing it.

“The snow is really heavy this year.”

"Yeah, I don't know when it will stop."

丁府

"Oh, this is the snow mold?"

Bai picked up one. This snow mold was different from the ones bought outside. It was made of excellent material and was inlaid with gold and jade.

Ding Meishu also picked out a rabbit-shaped snow mold and tried it out.

Looking at the formed snow rabbit, Ding Meishu couldn't help but pick it up gently and look at it carefully.

Bai Shi just put it down and saw the snow rabbit in Ding Meishu's hand.

"Where's my eldest sister? Put her down quickly. I've told you so many times to avoid these cold things. They're not good for your health."

Ding Meishu blinked playfully, reluctant to put the rabbit by the window closest to her.

"Mother, I understand."

"Wow, look, it's an eagle!"

Ding Meijian showed what was in her hand to Bai, and Bai pointed at his head.

"And you, you're also a child, don't touch anything cold, or you'll get sick from drinking bitter soup."

Ding Meijian stuck out her tongue, looked at Ding Meishu, muttered, "I'm not afraid," turned around and ran outside.

Bai was so angry that she slammed the table. You little bastard, you are becoming more and more tough.

"Where's Sister Ting?"

Bai asked her mother beside her

"Sister Ting is sleeping in the warm room, and Aunt Liu is watching over her."

"Okay, wait until Sister Ting wakes up and let her pick out a few pieces to play with."

By the time Ding Haimo returned home, it was already getting dark.

Bai came forward and helped Ding Haimo change his clothes

"Why are you back so late today?"

Ding Haimo fumigated his frozen hands with a worried look on his face.

"It's snowing so hard, many houses in the outer city have collapsed, dozens of people have been killed, and the court is very busy right now."

"The houses in the outer city collapsed. I haven't heard about that, but the snow this year is a bit too heavy. It looks like it's falling non-stop."

Bai looked out the window at the falling snow, fearing that the snow would get even thicker tomorrow.

"The snow outside is half knee-high now, and many shops are closed."

The servant brought a bowl of hot noodle soup, and Ding Haimo sat down and started eating with hearty mouthfuls.

Ding Haimo was very satisfied to be able to have a hot meal on a snowy day. His stomach was empty, but fortunately he had a good wife at home.

Seeing Ding Haimo eating so quickly and hastily, Mrs. Bai began to feel sour in her heart while telling him to eat slower.

This winter is not easy to get through!

It snowed heavily for several days in a row, and a corner room in Duan Bo's mansion collapsed due to improper handling of the snow.

Fortunately, the place was already uninhabited, so no one was injured.

Song Shengfu lay in the rocking chair in front of the window, looking at the heavy snow, her heart filled with melancholy.

In the face of natural disasters, humans are so insignificant.

Only Song Shengfu knew that the snow would not stop until the end of the month. It was only the middle of the month, and there were still more than ten days left until the end of the month.

How many people will die in the next ten days? And this is just the beginning...

After the snowstorm, when the weather cleared up the following year, the bodies buried in the snow were revealed.

Gradually the corpses began to rot, and the plague followed.

Thinking of this, Song Shengfu didn't know whether the Nanyang waterworm disease issue had been resolved, and whether the plague in her dream was caused by this.

Song Shengfu laughed at herself a little. As people get older, they think more and their hearts become softer.

Although the lives of the people in the world have nothing to do with her, she feels guilty for not doing anything when she knows something is about to happen.

So many people died in my dream, it makes me feel so sad just thinking about it.

There were piles of corpses buried in the snow, a shrunken child lying in his mother's arms, and a half-eaten corpse...

Song Shengfu felt a little nauseous and stopped thinking about these things. If she continued thinking about them, she was afraid that she would not be able to eat.

She is just an old woman with weak hands and feet, not a god, so it would be useless even if she knew all this.

But after all, she was affected. Song Shengfu didn't eat meat for several days, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach when she saw it.

Then a series of bad news came

On December 17, the 17th year of Mingde, 23 houses collapsed in the capital, and more than 40 people were killed or injured.

On December 20th, the 17th year of Mingde, there was heavy snow and bitter cold. More than 90 houses collapsed, hundreds of people were killed or injured, many people froze to death, and zombies appeared on the road.

……

On December 28, the 17th year of Mingde, there was continuous heavy snow. Countless houses collapsed in the capital, and the number of casualties was difficult to count. Most of the poor and weak people were killed or injured. The emperor was furious and caught a cold.

On December 31, the 17th year of Mingde, the heavy snow suddenly stopped. All officials congratulated him, but the emperor shed tears.