Following the prestige, the one who spoke was the widow Zhang, except for some sadness in his eyes, but there was no superfluous expression next to him, Xu Lian only noticed at this time that the Mulan green satin dress on her body was obviously washed many times and was a little whitish, and the good material was wasted in vain. 520

Since she opened this mouth, she had to go on, and Xu Lian asked her for the detailed reason.

Mo glanced at Zhang Shi and did not speak, then lowered his head and blew tea, unable to distinguish his expression.

Zhang's obviously typed the draft, and he was not in a hurry to speak, and he seemed reasonable, and the content of the complaint was also very clear, there were deficiencies in food, clothing, housing and transportation, the sewing and sewing of the needlework room was not timely, the winter clothes sent were missing wool and materials, and no one was seen to repair the leaks in the residence, and the most annoying thing was that the dining room deducted the meal, and often could only eat cold rice and cold dishes, and when it came to the meal, Zhang's face was even more sad: "The concubine was sick once because of the cold food, if it wasn't for the concubine's hard life and survived, I am afraid that I will not be able to see the mother." ”

In terms of appearance, Mo and Zhang are not the kind that shine at first sight, but they are quite pleasing to the eye. Different from Mo's abundance, Zhang's is a little thin, his face is fair and a little bloodless, and the satin dress with an empty cover looks even lighter when worn on his body, taking the □□ route of Sister Lin's slender and .

It's a little white flower that trembles in the wind.

Xu Lian was a little sympathetic, but her reason was still there, so she immediately showed her sympathy, and then asked Mantou to take a few better ingredients and send her as comfort.

Zhang immediately understood what Xu Lian meant, and did not put pressure on Xu Lian with a sentence such as "The concubine is waiting for the mother to be the master", so he took the material very comfortably and got up with Mo to say goodbye.

This made Xu Lian feel a faint sense of guilt.

Isn't this the corpse vegetarian meal I hated the most before? I only know and mud, and I can't do practical things at all.

Thinking about it, I still can't really be offered as a bodhisattva, so I sent Xia He out to inquire about the situation.

When Xia He heard Xu Lian's instructions, he was obviously a little excited, and immediately gave Xu Lian a guarantee: "The slave and maid will live up to the trust of the master." ”

If the situation is true, then try to remind her without hurting Mama Han's face, Xu Lian estimates that what the Zhang family said is somewhat exaggerated, no matter how humble the status of the widow is, she is also a concubine with the title of the prince, and she is not beaten into the cold palace, so it will not be so miserable.

is so willing to offend Mama Han to find Xu Lian regardless of it, it can only be said that she feels that His Royal Highness the Prince is hopeless, and decides to take Xu Lian as the only backer.

Xu Lian felt a little pressured, this girl was too confident in her, could she tolerate people with such kind eyes when she looked at her? This kid is a little Tucson.

After meeting the prince's little wives, Xu Lian was a little hungry, so she asked her to go to the dining room to bring some snacks, Chun Tao took the initiative to respond, went for a while, and brought back a plate of sweet potato blossom steamed buns, each only half the size of the palm, only five in total, and it was steaming when it was opened.

Xu Lian picked one up and took a bite, it was hot and sweet, and there was a sweet potato aroma.

As a vassal of the ruling class, I feel so happy to be stuttered.

This snack was made for her by Chun Tao when she went to the dining room. Although her current status is the crown princess, she still has to pay out of her own pocket or pay for more than the rule.

This sweet potato steamed bun accounts for both, and her daily portion of white noodles has several catties, but there is no sweet potato flour, but this doesn't cost much, and the manpower is because she eats dim sum at the wrong time.

After three o'clock, when it was almost two o'clock (to Xu Lian's snack time), the people in the dining room almost went to rest, although there were also some waiting people burning the stove to prepare the master for dinner, but now the prince is not in the East Palace, Xu Lian does not see much importance by the emperor, so she has not yet reached the point where she sees that the meal she wants even if she is tired and lies down, she has to get up to make it for her, so Chun Tao has to go out in person, take a look at people, borrow a place, and do it yourself, so she can save trouble with others.

The reason is that yesterday Xu Lian was tired of eating the exquisite desserts in the palace, and remembered the flowering steamed buns that she often ate in the house.

In fact, it's very simple, knead the sweet potato flour into the flour, open a cross with a knife at the top and then steam it, the steamed bun was originally a living girl in the kitchen, because she could make this dim sum was favored by Xu Lian, and she was given such a name.

Chun Tao listened to this reason, although she felt that her master's preferences were a little weird, but she refused to let go of this opportunity to show herself, Xu Lian volunteered to make one as soon as she was hungry, to be honest, it is much finer than the steamed bread made of steamed bread, of course, it is a little too small.

Xu Lian ate three in one go, and Chun Tao couldn't help but persuade: "The slave maid is a little bigger, so the master should eat less." ”

Xu Lian directly gave her a "you despise me" look, and stuffed the other two down.

Chun Tao looked at it and swallowed the next sentence "Beware of accumulating food" back into her stomach.

Spring is sleepy and autumn is lacking, and when she fills her stomach, she is a little drowsy, but then she is pure fat, Xu Lian almost resisted this thought, and went out with steamed buns to shake around the East Palace.

In the back hall of the Puzhou Mansion, the rainy sky led the house to fill with a damp smell.

There is a white porcelain bowl of thick noodles on the table in front of the prince, the side dish is a stack of capers and a plate of white chicken, in order to prepare the prince's meal, an old hen that can no longer lay eggs is specially killed, and you know that the meat is very firewood when you touch it with chopsticks, and you can't bite it at all.

Somehow, the prince remembered that on the wedding night, he had two bowls of vegetarian brocade noodle soup in Xu Lian's belly. If the girl were here, she would probably have eaten like this.

Assassin Shi Qian Ming confessed on the side: "It is a serious crime for the lower officials to present such a crude meal to enjoy with His Royal Highness, but the rice in the warehouse has been exhausted for the relief of the victims, and His Royal Highness is hopefully atoned for." ”

The attendant Chen Bao carried a teapot and poured tea for the prince. There was only Chen tea in the ya, Chen Bao knew the prince's habits, made a pot of white water, and the prince took it and drank several cups.

It seems that the food in this mansion is not only coarse, but even the seasoning is not to His Royal Highness's appetite, Chen Bao felt sorry for the prince, and looked at this Lord Qian with even more dissatisfied eyes.

It's just a pretext to say that there is no food to say, and there is no way to give these meals to the nobles to cry poor, so as to show that it is extremely difficult for him to be a parent official, and the food is stored with the victims, and he lives a life like Coptis chinensis.

Although the flood is strict, it is not to the point where it has not come to this point, looking at his brain full of fat intestines, he may not eat well when he returns to the house, he is acting like this, the prince has to play with him, put down the cup, and said with a pleasant face: "Lord Qian does not need to be afraid, now the flood is unsolved, and he should suffer with the people alone." ”

Qian Ming said again and again that he sang the praises of the prince's benevolence and virtue, and thought of the people everywhere.

The prince smiled and stopped answering, and a man in a brown robe entered and stood aside without saying a word as soon as he arched his hand at Qian Ming.

The prince wiped his hands and said to Qian Ming: "The affairs of resettlement of the victims are complicated, if Lord Qian is busy with official business, he can go by himself." ”

Of course, Qian Ming could hear that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was driving people away, so he bowed to the Prince's case again before slowly retreating, and glanced at the man before leaving.

The man is a member of the prince's staff, his name is dark, he wears a blue hat, has a goatee, and is about thirty years old. ”

The prince waved his hand, motioned for him to get up and speak, and asked, "What?" Can't find a single problem in the state capital's account books? “

Shen Di looked ashamed and nodded.

The prince's tone revealed coldness, and he was no longer gentle: "The account book has moved its hands and feet, so go to check the source of the sediment, check the porter who transports the mud and stones, and then ask the old farmer to ask the time when he comes and goes, start from the details, and there will be results." ”

A month ago, the patrol envoy reported that the river embankment was impregnable and there was no flooding, but the irony was that as soon as the patrol envoy left, the Yellow River collapsed. After the disaster, he was busy with disaster relief, and the cat greasy has not yet been studied in detail.

Shen Di's face was embarrassed when he heard this, and he persuaded tentatively: "Your Highness cares about the people's livelihood, which is the blessing of the common people. It's just that this matter is widely implicated, and it is definitely not a disaster in Puzhou, Qian Ming's little thorn history, even if he has the courage to swallow the sky, he will never be able to do such a big deal, if His Royal Highness insists on doing it, Hedong officials are only afraid that everyone is in danger. After saying this, Shen Di arched his hand to the east: "What's more, Your Majesty may not want you to meddle in this matter." “

The prince's face was instantly gloomy as water, his eyes looked at Shen Di with a wet gaze, but his tone softened: "Go on." “

Seeing the prince's complexion, Shen Di had already regretted saying it too bluntly, but now he had to bite the bullet and continue: "The water is clear and there are no fish, there is a history, and the trouble in Puzhou is also accidental. If His Royal Highness returns to the court and presents a lot of evidence, not only will it not be welcomed by His Majesty, but I am afraid that it will be regarded as a request for fame to be pressed, and His Highness's situation will only be more difficult at that time. According to the humble opinion of the students, His Royal Highness still pays close attention to the disaster relief, which is useless. ”

The room fell silent for a moment, and a light rain began to fall outside the window again.

Chen Bao hated Shen Dum in his heart, who was only talking in his brain, shrunk his neck, and silently took a step back.

The prince was already angry in his heart, but he had never been in the habit of letting his subordinates angry, so he looked at Shen Di quietly for a moment, and then said with an angry expression: "You have a point, so let's do it." “

Shen Di was already dripping with cold sweat, and he almost couldn't stand, so he had to bow and retreat as if he were amnesty.

The prince glanced at Chen Bao, who immediately understood, put away the dining table and retreated.

People are gone, the rain goes down the corners of the eaves, and the sound of dripping is extraordinarily clear.

The prince put his hand on his eyebrows, leaned back, and closed his eyes in a dejected manner.

Shen Di is more than loyal, sleek and insufficient, it is precisely this point that selected him as a staff member, although today's direct advice is true and sincere, but it is like a bucket of cold water poured on him

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