The sky seemed to be splashed with ink, the dark clouds wandered away, the sky hung low, and the rain fell from the sky like thin lines.

It's weak, but it has a piercing chill.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the gloom of autumn became more and more intense.

Patches of woods gradually turned from dark green to withered yellow, and a gust of autumn wind blew, leaving only bare branches, and from a distance, it was a deathly silence

The palace was not immune.

Every morning, the little palace maids bend over and hold brooms to sweep away the fallen leaves all over the ground.

But a moment later, the morning breeze blew, and the fallen leaves flew down again, covering the swept ground.

In the courtyard of the Flying Frost Palace, there are several ginkgo trees planted, all of which have grown for tens of hundreds of years, and they can be tall and towering, and the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and it is magnificent.

In autumn, the apricot leaves turn yellow, accompanied by a light breeze, fluttering and sprinkling, spreading the whole courtyard like a golden carpet.

It's really a different kind of charm.

It was rainy for several days, and Ye Qiange had been living in the Flying Frost Hall and rarely went out.

He originally planned to go to Jingyang, but was stopped by Xu Yichan.

Jingyang has undergone a major purge, and it is an eventful autumn, and it is very inappropriate to go at this time.

Ye Qiange was as good as a stream, and when he had nothing to do, he stayed in the Flying Frost Hall to teach the cooks and girls to stir-fry.

Since the last time she came back from Zhenbei Palace, Xu Yichan has been entangled with Ye Qiange.

ordered Ye Qiange to contract her lunch and dinner, and she had to innovate every day, and she had to try her best to satisfy the empress's appetite.

Otherwise, she bullied him and intimidated him.

With Xu Yichan's tone at that time, Ye Qiange almost didn't think about it.

Every day after that, Ye Qiange soaked in the kitchen on time and served the most delicious dishes to the empress.

For this reason, he also specially prepared a long menu, and after summing it up, he found that Xu Yichan's taste is light, she likes stir-fried and steamed, but occasionally heavy salty and spicy, and she is not taboo.

Day after day, seven or eight days in a row.

In order to avoid the fate of completely falling from the prince to Xu Yichan's private chef, Ye Qiange decisively played carefully, taught the essence of stir-frying, and passed it on to the cooks.

Then, he can watch the leaves fly in front of the court, and sit and watch the clouds roll in the sky.

Colloquially, in a daze.

Ye Qiange is very satisfied with this state of life, carefree, and does not worry about eating and drinking.

However, Xu Yichan has been seeing the beginning and the end of the dragon in recent days, and she is so busy that she has no time to deal with him.

Sometimes the food that was delivered to me was returned untouched.

"Your Majesty didn't eat again?" Seeing the palace maid holding the intact food box, Ye Qiange couldn't help frowning.

The palace maid nodded stiffly and immediately lowered her head again.

"Give me the food box."

"Whoa."

Ye Qiange held a food box in one hand and walked towards the Chongwen Palace.

As soon as he entered the Chongwen Palace, Ye Qiange felt a cold breath rushing towards him.

Chongwen Hall sits in the north and faces south, surrounded by big trees on all sides, it is difficult to see sunlight all year round, and it is extremely spacious, so it is particularly cool in summer.

But in the autumn and winter, the shortcomings become apparent.

Not only is it damp, but there is no warmth at all, and it feels colder inside than outside.

Ye Qiange sniffled, and saw that Xu Yichan was discussing important matters with several ministers.

He didn't bother, and quietly came to the side hall and waited patiently.

After about a stick of incense, Xu Yichan waved off the minister, and then buried himself in reviewing the folds, but he didn't find Ye Qiange at all.

Ye Qiange watched quietly, only to feel that Xu Yichan at this moment exuded a fascinating aura, and after a few deep looks, he would sink.

"It's time to eat." Ye Qiange came out of the side hall with a food box.

Xu Yichan raised her eyes, but was interrupted by Ye Qiange, her expression flashed with displeasure, and she wrinkled her brows, "Why are you here?" ”

Ye Qiange raised the food box in his hand, "I'll bring you food." ”

Xu Yichan shook her head, and picked up a book from the side, "Don't eat it, take it back." ”

Ye Qiange didn't hear it, stepped over, snatched the fold in Xu Yichan's hand, threw it aside, and said regardless of Xu Yichan's cold gaze, "People are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic." ”

"Things are busy, today I specially made a few dishes that you like to eat, and if you don't eat them, it will be wasted."

As he spoke, he sorted out the things on the table and brought the food out of the food box one by one.

Suddenly, the rich and delicious aroma of the dish spread in the Chongwen Palace.

Xu Yichan glanced at it a few times, it was indeed her favorite dish on weekdays, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she couldn't help but cross a few warm currents in her heart.

"Eat." Ye Qiange handed the chopsticks to Xu Yichan.

I don't feel hungry if I don't look at it, but when I look at it this way, I can't feel hungry anymore.

Xu Yichan glared at Ye Qiange, took the chopsticks angrily, and ate them in small bites.

She ate very slowly, eating and eating, and couldn't help frowning, as if she was deep in thought and preoccupied.

"For the sake of famine?" Ye Qiange put vegetables in Xu Yichan's bowl.

Xu Yichan was stunned, "How do you know?" ”

"I just heard it in the side hall." Ye Qiange shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, you guys are talking too loudly, it's hard for me to hear if I don't want to." ”

Xu Yichan squinted at him, she didn't blame him, and when she mentioned the famine, her face was a little gloomy.

"In recent years, there has been a famine every year, and this time it is especially serious, with hundreds of thousands of people affected!"

"Then hurry up and open the warehouse to release grain, and the court will provide disaster relief-" Ye Qiange blurted out, but he felt that this was inappropriate.

This is the most basic method, if it works, Xu Yichan will not be sad.

"The granary has long been out of food." Xu Yichan said bitterly. "The treasury can't make ends meet, so what will happen next time?

"So serious?"

Xu Yichan nodded, "In the past few years, although there has been no invasion by foreign enemies, the rebel army has been suppressed several times, and the internal friction has been great, which has hurt the country's capital, and then it has been disaster relief for many years, and the treasury has long been empty. ”

Ye Qiange lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "In this way, disaster relief is not a cure for the symptoms, and the main problem lies in farming. ”

"Farming?" Xu Yichan was stunned.

Ye Qiange naturally wouldn't say that the problem was with the landlord class.

During the feudal period, it was a self-sufficient small-scale peasant economy, which was extremely fragile, and once it encountered natural and man-made disasters, it immediately fell apart, and overnight, it became a homeless people.

Ye Qiange nodded, "Farmers rely on the sky to eat and the ground to eat, and we can't change these two things." ”

Xu Yichan rolled her eyes, this was equivalent to not saying anything, and she couldn't help glaring at Ye Qiange angrily.

"Don't worry." Ye Qiange smiled confidently, "Although it can't change the time and place, you can start from the aspect of people and this." ”

Xu Yichan couldn't help but be confused, staring at Ye Qiange with blazing eyes, faintly showing a little expectation, waiting for the following.