Some people are struggling to resist the darkness, and some people are trying to erode the light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Jingxuan, Shi Bo and others risked their lives to help the victims, but in the capital, more people are still drunk and dreaming of death.

It rained heavily for two days in a row.

On the fifteenth, the rain slowed down a bit.

"Mother, this rain can't stop for a while. In this kind of weather, I don't know if Mr. Mingde will go out. Wanru looked out the window, worried.

In the past few days, Niangniang has been thinking about this matter and wants to invite Mr. Mingde into the palace to teach the second prince to read and distinguish between right and wrong.

However, God is not beautiful.

The rain kept going, and Mr. Mingde was very old, and if he couldn't stand the rain and didn't go out, his mother's expectations would be disappointed.

For the second prince, Niangniang has been looking forward to it for too long.

She didn't dare to imagine what kind of mood the mother would be if this time still failed.

"It's man-made. If you don't do it, how do you know the result? Shi Jiao'e smiled, calmly straightened her sideburns, and smoothed her skirt.

"Queen Mother, Princess Xin'er is here." Cai Wei led Han Xin in.

"Greetings to the Queen Mother." Xin'er blessed her body, immediately raised her head, and asked excitedly, "Queen Mother, where are we going?" ”

The little palace maid who went to spread the word just now said that the queen asked her to dress solemnly and said that she would take her out of the palace to pray for blessings.

God knows, how much she wants to get out of the palace!

Since entering this palace, she has never left the palace gate. Except for an imperial garden, there is not even a place to play.

People are going to be stupid!

"Since the beginning of summer, it has rained heavily for several days, and the muddy river has flooded, and hundreds of people have been affected. Mother will take you to pray for the blessings of the people. Shi Jiao'e stroked the top of her daughter's head, smiling gently and contentedly.

In fact, she is not without gains. At least, Xin'er has accepted her now. That's pretty good compared to when she first came back, isn't it?

"Niangniang, Mrs. Liu sent someone to pass the word, saying that the weather has been cold recently, and the third prince is a little cold, and she wants to take care of the third prince, so she won't come to greet you." Cailian entered the house and reported.

"What about Lang'er? Didn't he come here either? Shi Jiao'e raised her eyes, her eyes were dim, and she couldn't see the emotions in her eyes.

"Back to Niangniang, the slave didn't see the second prince, and no one mentioned it." Cailian lowered her head and replied in a flat voice.

"Alright, you stand down!" Shi Jiao'e's expression was calm, without any ups and downs.

She seems to be ...... I'm used to it.

Every time I met Han Lang, I was tense - I was spit, I was pointed at my nose and scolded, I was bitten on my wrist, and I was smashed with something.

It's obviously a five-year-old child, but he seems to have a lot of anger.

"Wanxi, you go and pick up the second prince. Let's just say that the southwest is flooded, and the prince wants to pray for the people. Shi Jiao'e commanded in a deep voice.

It can't go on like this.

She has always thought about not forcing the child and letting him change slowly. However, the result of letting him go like this is to make him worse and worse, and take those incorrect behaviors for granted.

Children, they still need to be educated.

If he is not allowed to see the cruelty of reality, he will never know what is right and what is wrong, and he will never grow up.

"Wait, Queen Mother!" Han Xin suddenly stood up, blinked his eyes, and said slyly, "Wanxi, you go and tell your younger brother, because he didn't come to ask for peace, and the queen mother is angry and is punishing me." ”

With his brother's temper, he doesn't care about what to pray for!

If you want him to come, you must come up with something new, for example, use what he cares about to trick him over!

"Just do as the princess says." Shi Jiao'e nodded.

"Thank you, Queen Mother." Han Xin's eyes narrowed with a smile, like a cunning little fox.

A stick of incense.

Han Lang rushed into the house like a gust of wind, glaring angrily at Shi Jiao'e: "Bad guy! Don't bully my sister! ”

"Sister! Don't be afraid! I protect you! Han Lang puffed up his chest, propped up his arms, and used his small body to protect his sister behind him.

Han Xin's nose was sour.

She suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have deceived her brother like this.

"It's okay if you want me not to punish your sister, but you have to go to a place with me, I wonder if you have the guts? Or, is your sister so important in your heart? Shi Jiao'e also learned Han Xin's tricks.

"I'm not afraid of you!" Han Lang was obviously scared to death, but he clenched his fists, his little face turned red, and he shouted without showing weakness.

"That's what you said, don't run backwards when the time comes." Shi Jiao'e quickly made a decision and didn't give him a chance to regret it at all.

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Out of the palace gate, Han Lang regretted it a little, and he was very worried in his heart. But he still held on and refused to show his cowardice in front of Shi Jiao'e.

"Niangniang, there are a large number of victims outside the city, the emperor has ordered the city to be closed, and martial law has been urgently imposed at the city gate. The carriage couldn't get out for the time being. "This is the news that Wanxi just inquired about.

"The gates are closed? What about the victims? Is there anyone in the imperial court who goes to disaster relief? Shi Jiao'e frowned.

Keeping the victims out of the city is definitely the next resort. Once the victims riot, the entire capital will be in danger.

However, she didn't know that the court was running out of food. If there is no food, what disaster relief is there to give?!

"Cai Wei, you take someone to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing, find a Zhuangtou surnamed Lin, and ask him to move the stored grain to the city gate, and I will give porridge at the city gate." Shi Jiao'e commanded in a deep voice.

"Niangniang, aren't you going to find Mr. Mingde?" Wanru exclaimed.

Most of the victims were covered in muddy water and even exuded various unpleasant smells.

The more emotionally tense it is, the more likely it is that conflict will arise.

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