"Master, you still have to hold your breath."

Because she understands Lin Hao's personality, Ming Huan can only ask for more blessings for those maids, and Lin Zhen is not a good talker.

Ming Huan quickly lost her anger when she thought about it, and saw that Lin Hao didn't care and continued to write her words.

I had to mumble and start the needlework on the table.

"It's useless to sink your breath or not, you and I have just arrived at the palace, we can only step by step, this is no better than the Chengguo Mansion, the rules of the palace are more, but I don't have to pay attention to the unreasonable."

Lin Zhen raised her eyes and saw that it was a pair of mandarin ducks that Ming Huan was sewing, this girl was old, and everything she had on her face.

"Your handkerchief is beautifully sewn, so why don't you give it to me."

Lin Hao's so-called face was not red and breathless, so she cheekily begged for the handkerchief, and without thinking about it, she knew who she wanted to give the handkerchief to.

Lin Zhen doesn't look down on Ah Si's identity, it's just that Ming Huan is too simple, Ah Si has experienced a lot in life, and obviously doesn't have a good impression of her.

"Ah...... But, it's ......."

Ming Huan suddenly heard it, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while, so he only hesitated, glanced at the Juanzi in his hand again, and lowered his eyes and said, "Okay." ”

"Since you gave it to me, don't embroider mandarin ducks, right? I like Lulan, how many can you embroider on it? ”

Lin Zhen naturally knows what it feels like to be hot, she was like this to Wei Tingxuan in the past, and now Ming Huan is like this to Ah Siye, and Pu Min is the same to Ming Huan.

It seems simple to ask for only one person, but the more difficult it is to find.

"Oh."

Ming Huan didn't know why Lin Zhen was greedy for the handkerchief in her hand, she also embroidered a lot for Lin Zhen in the past, but she didn't see her so enthusiastic, could it be that she did it on purpose.

When the light of the searching eyes touched Lin Hao's bright eyes, she saw a flash of worry inside, this was for her!

Ming Huan was a little determined, but also a little hesitant.

"Master......"

Ming Huan knew that she was simple-minded and didn't think as thoroughly as the master, but what the master did to her, she knew that the master had killed a rogue for her!

The master and servant have survived the crisis together, and it is difficult that there is something that cannot be expressed.

"Concentrate on embroidery......"

Lin Hao saw that she looked a little aggrieved, and obviously had something to say, but Lin Hao knew that it was useless for her to mention it, rather than this, it was better to take one step at a time.

Ming Huan is simple, but she is also stubborn, the tighter you push, the more you will push her into a desperate situation.

Love can't be hungry, first the master and servant stand firm, and then worry about these self-seeking troubles.

At noon, Zhou Chuhan didn't know what news he got and hurriedly went out.

There was no one until the evening.

Lin Hao called Steward Li to question.

Only then did I know that a large number of victims from Jinju poured into the capital, and this capital was prosperous, but I couldn't stand the influx of so many victims.

"Disaster victims?"

Lin Zhen has experienced the rebellion of the Marquis of Zhennan during this period of time, and the capital is in chaos, where have I ever heard of the disaster.

"Yes! Some time ago, the capital was in a mess, and the information was delayed, so didn't the prince hurry up and deal with it? ”

Steward Li bowed.

"I see, you can inquire about where the prince is, and quietly bring him some dinner."

Lin Zhen is a woman, she can't help with such a big thing, but she also knows that the people who can help are a rare opportunity for the prince and Zhou Chuhan.

Jinju?

Even if Jinzhou is affected, it shouldn't be so serious, the geographical location is good, and there are ores, how can it be affected, we still have to wait for Zhou Chuhan to come back to know a thing or two.

This night passed, and Zhou Chuhan still did not return home.

This shows that the problem of the victims of the disaster cannot be delayed, and it must have alarmed the Son of Heaven.

Lin Zhen's affairs also had to be slowed down, and after breakfast the next day, she was going to leave the house.

"Niangniang, there are a lot of people out there, it won't be good if it disturbs you."

Steward Li rushed over when he heard the sound and dissuaded.

About Ming Huan couldn't see this little old man running so diligently, and also persuaded, "Master, what Steward Li said is also true, there must be a patrol army outside, presumably we should stay in the house in a mess, and we will go out after the disaster victims are settled?" ”

"Yes, yes, Miss Minghuan is right, Niangniang, your body is important." How the prince treats his mother, Steward Li can be regarded as a clear door, if there is a little accident, he can't afford it.

"Let's go out in a carriage and take two domestic servants with us, and we won't get in the way."

Although Lin Hao's tone was light, there was no need to refute.

"That lady is careful."

Li Guanshi didn't dare to go against Lin Hao's intentions, Lin Hao had only been in the mansion for a few days, which changed so many rules, and the key was the support of the prince, so he, as a subordinate, naturally did not dare to have objections.

However, after Lin Zhen left the mansion, she did not see the rumored victims along the way.

That's weird.

"Go toward the gates."

Lin Hao thought that it was not necessary to resettle those disaster victims, but it was only one night, so not a single disaster victim could not be seen, right?

Sure enough, near the city gate, the arowana was mixed, and many of the victims slept on the side of the road, dirty and unmentioned, and their eyes were lifeless, and they were lying on the side of the street with disgust.

"Go, go, bad luck ......"

The shopkeeper covered his mouth and nose and shouted, flicked his wide sleeves to get rid of the victims, and was afraid of soiling his clothes, so he had to shout from a distance.

"Hmph, bully......"

But Ming Huan whispered in his ear, as if he couldn't get angry.

"Let's go."

Lin Hao calmly commanded, and lowered the curtain, but to Minghuan's surprise, she thought that Lin Hao would finally mention a few words.

When they approached the city gate, they saw that the city gate was heavily guarded, and the city gate was already tightly closed in broad daylight, and everyone passing by had to go through strict interrogation, and it seemed that there were only a few victims in the city.

"Let's go back......"

Lin Hao knew the general idea, and wanted to go home, but suddenly heard a burst of shouts in the distance, "Go to Baoma Street, there is a soup kitchen......

"Let's go to BMW Street, where the soup kitchen ......"

This incessant shouting attracted Lin Hao's attention, and when the victims heard this, they immediately got up from the ground and rushed in the direction of the shouting people......

"Let's go check it out!"

Lin Zhen was interested, the official government moved so fast, and began to give porridge?

However, before Lin Zhen was surprised, she saw that it was not the government that gave the porridge, but the temporary shed in front of the Shen family's shop, and Shen Xingfu, the eldest son of the Shen family, was urging on the side.

Lin Hao knew his identity, and he dared to be in such a limelight at this time, and he was not afraid that the two brothers of the Shen family would come to the door at all, he was afraid that the two brothers would not be able to help him, or he would not give the two brothers of the Shen family a chance at all.

"Everyone come one by one, the eldest son of the Shen family sees that you are pitiful, you all come here these days to get a bowl of porridge, and it is also our eldest son who does good deeds."

The shopkeeper of Fuwang Building shouted.

These victims stared at the hot porridge and swallowed their saliva, where could they care about who did a good deed, they only crowded forward, afraid that there would be nothing left when it was too late......

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