Chapter 11: Trouble Behind You
The old emperor looked at it almost, cleared his voice, pretended to look at Lin Mo and Feng Yichen angrily, and said in a deep voice: "You guys are enough, don't retreat quickly." ”
Lin Mo has always known how to scrutinize and know that the old emperor was helping her, so she saluted the old emperor with Feng Yichen, and turned around and walked out of the council hall.
As soon as Wang Shangshu came up with this breath, everyone left in a blink of an eye.
He had nowhere to get out of his stomach, and the old emperor was there, so he didn't dare to get angry, and he had to roll his eyes again.
He was like this, and the old emperor was amused and angry, and said to the palace man next to him: "Why don't you send Lord Guogong back to his house to rest." ”
In this way, Wang Shangshu, who originally wanted to reason with the emperor, was dragged out of the council hall by someone with support.
After Lin Mo pulled Feng Yichen out of the council hall, he looked at Feng Yichen with a light smile, "Husband, I'm amazing!"
"Awesome." Feng Yichen was amused by her, Ruyu's fingertips pinched the tip of her nose, and smiled dotingly, "The ability of the ink and ink people has long been taught by the husband." ”
It's just that he used to underestimate her too much.
Compared with her anger with others, when she was angry with him, it was only the tip of the iceberg.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows at him and sneered, "Those who dare to bully Lao Tzu don't look at their own catties." ”
As long as the people who don't move her, Lin Mo generally doesn't care too much, but when it really bullies her, she is not a good talker.
Neither her man, nor her children.
Back in Guanju Palace, Lin Mo summoned his heart and instructed him to protect Xiao Qiwen all day long, not to leave half a step without permission, and not to let anyone approach him, especially that Wang Feiluo.
Then let Qianliang and Qiannuan gather everyone in the East Palace and let them spread the word.
Let's just say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will never accept a side concubine, let alone Wang Fei's fall into the East Palace, everything was a rumor before.
Also, the crown princess said that His Royal Highness the crown prince can only have one woman in this life, so that those women who have hopes are dead.
Since Wang Feiluo wants to use the rumors, she has no choice but to learn from the same and let her retreat.
It didn't take long for it to spread all over the palace, the crown princess said in front of the emperor, Fengyi Chen would never accept the side concubine, and she was the only one in the East Palace.
Moreover, the emperor also acquiesced to her words.
The emperor has nothing to say, who dares to speak.
In this way, Lin Mo nippled Wang Feiluo, who had not yet had time to implement the action, and those methods were nipped in the bud.
She probably knew Wang Feiluo's thoughts, and it was estimated that she also understood that there was no chance to start with Feng Yichen, and she wanted to have a good relationship with her, starting with the child.
But her ideas are too good, Lin Mo and the child don't eat her set at all.
Both mother and son are-connoisseurs.
After another half a month of peace and quiet, Feng Yichen got back a token for Lin Mo to enter the palace at will.
This token was obtained by him from the old emperor.
The old emperor said that he spoiled Lin Mo too much, and it was easy to spoil him like this.
He didn't care, everything he did was to have the capital to spoil her and spoil the sky.
Lin Mo took the token in his hand, his interest was not very high, he was lazily half lying on the chaise longue, raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yichen, "I've been lazy these days, I don't want to go out, when is my husband free, accompany me back to the Protector's Mansion to have a look." ”
Since the old lady passed away, Lin Mo has not been to the Protectorate Mansion.
One is because there is no time, and it is not very convenient to enter the palace.
The second is that when I go back, I think of the old lady easily, and I don't really want to go back.
"Okay." Feng Yichen did to Lin Mo's side, squeezed her, half lay down beside her, and raised his hand to attach it to her shoulder, "I may not be able to spare time recently, a large number of refugees are about to arrive in Linning City, and my father asked me to deal with disaster relief and expulsion." ”
Speaking of this, Feng Yichen frowned slightly.
If these are really all refugees, it will be easy to deal with, and all the people who are the king of Chu will also be easy to deal with.
The rebels of the king of Chu were mixed with the refugees, and it was difficult to distinguish them, and the methods were too tough, which was afraid of causing chaos.
But if it is a gentle method, it will inevitably make the rebels rampant.
Lin Mo turned over, faced Feng Yichen face to face, attached his handsome and peerless face with his white little hands, and asked, "But the refugees are mixed with the rebels, how many are there?" Is there a way for you to deal with it? ”
Speaking of this, she remembered something again and asked, "What about my second brother, didn't he let him intercept these refugees?" ”
Feng Yichen leaned in and kissed her lightly on the forehead, "General Xiaolin's rebels pretended to be refugees were injured, and they are still in Beiling at this time to appease those real refugees."
For these refugees, I plan to first separate the old and weak women and children from the strong men, heal the sick and send troops to send the strong men and the old and weak women and children back to Beiling in batches. ”
If it is a rebel, it will not leave Linning easily, so it can only strengthen the guards, just in case.
"Is the second brother seriously injured?" Lin Mo stared at him, rubbed his smooth and handsome face with his fingertips, and asked again, "How many refugees are there this time?" ”
The fingertips are silky, like feathers slipping through, tickling.
Feng Yichen raised his hand and grabbed the dishonest little hand, his comfortable eyes narrowed slightly, "General Xiaolin is not seriously injured, but he only injured his arm, and there are about 10,000 refugees." ”
"So much?" Lin Mo withdrew his hand from his hand and turned over, "Otherwise, I'll help my husband, take the doctor from the Hanging Pot Hall, and help my husband treat those sick refugees." ”
Actually, she still has an idea.
The real refugees are certainly chronically hungry and physically weak, and certainly cannot be compared with the rebels.
After checking the pulse, we can also distinguish some real refugees.
"Don't go with Momo, it's too dangerous." Feng Yichen was reluctant to let Lin Mo go out to work.
The temperament of the refugees is difficult to distinguish, many people are extremely hungry, and they are prone to do some extreme and terrifying things, which is too dangerous for Lin Mo.
Lin Mo stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Feng Yichen's waist, and his voice was elegant and lazy, "I'm bored in the palace, my husband will send me some people, there will be no danger." ”
Feng Yichen stared, looked at her bright starry eyes, felt that the little hand on her waist was not honest, and firmly refused, "No, it's not safe, I'm not at ease for my husband." ”
Seeing that he was so determined, Lin Mo sighed, "Alas, a few days ago, I was told to give me absolute freedom, and now I have to control my personal freedom, men are all big pigs' trotters." ”
Feng Yichen: "......! ”
After being silent for a long time, Lin Mo turned over, turned his back to Feng Yichen, stared at the token in his hand, and lowered his eyes in contemplation.
If she helps, she can save Feng Yichen a lot of things, and she can also help many refugees.
As a soldier, she has a passion for punishing rape and eliminating evil in her heart, and she is also a doctor, so she bears the brunt of curing diseases and saving people.
It's better to go out and help than to stay in the palace.
Even if she doesn't get started in person and organizes the doctor in the Hanging Pot Hall to go out for free clinics, she can still help Dao Fengyichen.