Chu Huaijin commanded his officers and soldiers to move the people who had no fixed place to move to a makeshift shed. A charcoal fire was lit in the shed to keep warm.

Steaming porridge was boiling in a cauldron next to the shed, and refugees lined up to receive it.

He remembered the princess's suggestion to put some sand in the porridge. In this way, those who can eat do not bother to come over to grab porridge and drink. Only refugees who really can't eat will line up in the bitter cold for a bowl of porridge mixed with sand.

For refugees, the most important thing is to be able to fill their stomachs and survive.

The officers and soldiers under Chu Huaijin were divided into two groups, one group was responsible for giving porridge, and the other group was responsible for helping the refugees renovate their houses, and strive to build them as soon as possible, so that the people could have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

After serving the porridge, Chu Huaijin handed over the matter of taking care of the refugees to Gao Shan Liushui, and he returned to the palace.

Before dawn, I came out to work on disaster relief, and when I returned home, the sun had set, and it was dark early in winter.

"The third master is back, I haven't eaten for a day after I'm tired, so I'll ask my subordinates to prepare dinner." Kapok was absent-minded all day, and the third master accompanied her inseparably in the palace day and night for a month.

Before she opened her eyes this morning, the third master left, and she didn't know when the third master left. There is no third master around all day, and she is quite unaccustomed to it.

At this time, when I see the third master come back, my heart can be considered steady.

Kapok walked towards the third master, raised his hand to help him untie the strap of his cloak, but his hand was grasped by a pair of warm hands. "The king of Mianmian is not here, do you miss the king?"

"Well, I thought." Kapok replied truthfully.

"You're good, you didn't eat either?" Chu Huaijin was successfully pleased by the words of his own princess.

"Wait for the third master to come back and eat together, even if you don't eat dragon meat, it won't be fragrant." Kapok smiled lightly, and a pair of pear nests at the corners of his mouth added a bit of playfulness.

When Chu Huaijin heard this, the exhaustion of his body disappeared in an instant, this is his ideal life, and the woman he loves also loves him wholeheartedly.

No matter how late it was, someone in the house lit a lamp for him and waited silly for him to come back.

It's a good feeling to be cared for, and his cotton is so good.

Hot meals are served on the table, all light meals. Corn pine nuts, shredded sweet potatoes, shredded potatoes, cold pork ears, and winter melon and shrimp soup, take a sip, and the fresh tongue can swallow it in one bite.

Kapok had been hungry for a long time, and at this time, he had eaten two large bowls of rice, and his appetite was not ordinarily good, and when he wanted to serve the third bowl, he was stopped by Chu Huaijin. "Two bowls of rice are enough, and this king doesn't eat as much as you. In the third trimester of pregnancy, the child will squeeze into the stomach in the belly, and eating too much will make the stomach uncomfortable. Eat less and eat more often, or do you say it, and forget about it when you do it? ”

He is also good for cotton, pregnant women are overnourished, and the child in the belly is too big, and it will be difficult to give birth when the time comes.

Kapok also understands this truth, that is, it is just right not to eat, and there will be more when you eat it.

Fortunately, she listened to the words of the third master and obediently put down the dishes and chopsticks.

The four maids came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and after cleaning up, they retreated, and the rest of the time was left alone with the princess and princess, so that they would not be an eyesore.

"Is the third master's disaster relief still going well?" Kapok is also quite concerned about this.

It's too much to say that she cares about the people, but she can't bear to see the lives lost because of the snow disaster.

"It all went well, thanks to the idea of putting sand in the white porridge. In this way, the porridge can be given to those refugees who really need relief. Chu Huaijin looked at his princess with appreciation.

Don't look at his princess, who is usually soft and weak, she is more successful than most men.

He often thinks that if the princess is born as a male child, she will definitely be able to make contributions and become a great official.

But after thinking about it, if the princess was a man, there would be nothing to do with him. That's good, he picked up the treasure, and he cheapened him.

November is not destined to be peaceful, since the capital has been snowing for three consecutive days, various prefectures and counties have also experienced snow disasters. There are refugees in many states and counties.

If the refugees do not settle down properly, they will become displaced people, and in order to survive, the displaced people can be called robbers, burning, killing and looting, and then the people will panic and cause unrest.

In case this kind of thing happens, the imperial court will issue disaster relief funds and relief food.

The emperor's most trusted is the third prince's brother, and this matter will be left to him to solve.

The emperor only returned to power this year, and in the past few years, the former queen mother listened to the government, and the queen mother built a palace on a large scale, and the palace was extravagant, resulting in an empty treasury.

There are many places where this snowstorm occurred, and the number of refugees is as high as hundreds of thousands, and I am afraid that it will not be enough without 100,000 taels of gold.

The emperor can take out 80,000 taels of gold at most, which will be donated by the ministers of the court.

"Presumably, Zhong Aiqing has also heard that there have been many snow disasters in various places recently. I wonder what you think about the disaster relief? The emperor sat on the dragon chair in the main hall.

This is not the time of the early dynasty, this is the afternoon, the emperor is anxious to solve the matter of disaster relief, and the Chinese military hundred officials of the Xuan Dynasty enter the palace.

The civil and military officials in the main hall whispered, and the officials who could stand in the main hall. All of them have been selected through layers of selection, and they are all very shrewd.

Is there anyone who doesn't know what the emperor means?

It's just that no minister is willing to be the head of this wronged and take the money out to help the disaster.

If the money is taken out, it is the meat bun that beats the dog and has no return, and it will not get any benefit.

"The emperor forgives the ministers and others are stupid, and they don't know what the saint means?"

The emperor forcibly suppressed his anger, and when these ministers used them, they all pretended to be stupid and picked the door very much.

"What is the use of raising you ministers? Why don't you all go home and retire! The court's Yulu, do you feel sorry for it? What I want is a good official who shares my worries and does practical things for the people. The emperor's powerful voice sounded above the main hall.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty felt that they were a little shorter, and everyone could see that the emperor was angry, and no one dared to speak first as a bird?

I don't know if the emperor will direct his anger to that person, they can't bear it.

"The younger brother is willing to set an example and donate 10,000 taels of gold and 100 stone of grain for disaster relief." Chu Huaijin's cold voice came out. smashed into the ears of the Chinese martial arts officials of the hall, and the whole audience was shocked.

They have long known that the third prince is the richest in the entire Jingjing, but they didn't expect to be so rich, as soon as they opened their mouths, it was 10,000 taels of gold and 10,000 catties of grain.

Although they all have the strength to take it out, it is equivalent to drawing blood from them, and they are going to die, and no one is willing to take out so much silver.

But now that the three princes are taking the lead, the emperor is furious, and they don't mean that the emperor is probably not happy.

"The minister is not as rich as the third prince, and the minister's private property is very small, so he relies on the court's money to support the family. I really can't take out too many silver taels. The minister could only take out a hundred taels of silver to do some modest help for the refugees affected by the snow. The minister of the second rank spoke slowly.