Their Song family is not as big as the Qin family, but she will find a helper, and she doesn't want to eat alone, hello, hello, everyone.

So, Song Yunzhao asked Feng Yunjin to be the think tank, Han Guifei to be the action leader, and Lu Zhixue to start the small gang meeting.

After the three of them listened to Song Yunzhao's words, Feng Yunjin was the first to express her support, she knew very well the core direction of Yun Zhao's operation.

Meritorious service is secondary, and merit is the main one, and it is naturally clear whose merit is to be divided.

Han Jinyi also sighed and said, "This snow has fallen, I don't know how many people are starving from the cold, it's good to be able to do something."

Since her father returned from disaster relief, she has written to her father through letters, and she feels that the people affected by the disaster are really pitiful, and now that she encounters this kind of thing again, she knows that she can help, and of course she is willing to do her best. What's more, if you have a good reputation, you are naturally willing to kill two birds with one stone.

Lu Zhixue didn't expect anything else, but she listened to Song Yunzhao talk about Qin Xiyue's soup kitchen, and it must be Song Yunzhao who was careful not to let Qin Xiyue steal her limelight, and she also said confidently to share the emperor's worries and do her best for the people.

Hmph, Song Yunzhao's mouth, a deceitful ghost, can't believe a word.

However, she is also willing to do things that make Qin Xiyue suffer a loss, after all, she is also a person who has suffered Qin Xiyue's loss.

So Lu Zhixue also agreed.

"If you want to make clothes, you have to have cloth, cotton, and embroiderers who do needlework, and if you do a lot, you need a lot of things and people." Feng Yunjin said.

Han Jinyi said: "If you want cloth and cotton, we can set an example and call on the ladies in Beijing to donate. The cloth is better, but it's hard for big families to come up with a lot of cotton."

Song Yunzhao thought for a while and said, "The common people don't all have cotton to resist the cold, they can't afford cotton, and they often use things like catkins, poplar catkins, as well as straw and reed flowers for heating. You can use whatever you can buy, and you don't have to pick at the moment."

"That's a good idea." Lu Zhixue nodded, "I have been to Zhuangzi before, and the tenants in Zhuangzi use these to make cotton clothes."

"We're in the Deep Palace, it's not easy to do these things, we have to find someone to take the lead." Feng Yunjin looked at Yun Zhao and said.

Song Yunzhao nodded, "I think Concubine Lu is very suitable, what do you think?"

Lu Zhixue said in surprise, "Concubine Lu?"

What are you kidding, where it is appropriate, she looks at it everywhere is not appropriate.

Han Jinyi looked sideways at Lu Zhixue, "If Concubine Lu is not Niangniang, do you want to choose one of Concubine Wan and Concubine Zhuang?"

Lu Zhixue was silent, it was not as good as Concubine Lu.

Feng Yunjin pursed her lips and smiled, and immediately understood what Song Jieyu meant, this is to use Concubine Lu's temperament to suppress Concubine Wan and Concubine Zhuang, Concubine Wan is just that, the pretentious Qinggao may not think too much about this matter, but Concubine Zhuang is different.

"Concubine Lu is indeed a suitable candidate, and because of the decline of the fraud case, the right minister must want an opportunity to regain his strength. Now that Jieyu has given this opportunity to Concubine Lu, the right minister can see deeper and farther than Concubine Lu, so she naturally knows how to do it."

For example, the right of the prime minister can do such things as recruiting all the embroidery girls in the capital to make cotton clothes, but they can't be the concubines of the deep palace.

Qin Wanyi has Mrs. Qin, so they can take the boat of the right prime minister here.

Song Yunzhao praised it in his heart, he deserves to be the brains of the heroine in the book, and this brain is good.

After the four of them discussed, they went their separate ways, Feng Yunjin took Han Jinyi and Lu Zhixue to prepare cloth and cotton, as well as embroidery girls, and she went to Concubine Lu to cooperate.

In Cuiwei Palace, Concubine Lu is drinking tea and watching the snow scene, the people in the palace outside are busy clearing the snow, there is no place in the yard where she can put her feet, she is too lazy to go out, it is better to drink tea on the stove.

"Who's coming?" Concubine Lu was stunned for a moment, then her brows furrowed, "Song Jieyu? It's hard to walk on this cold day, what is she doing in Cuiwei Palace?"

"Song Jieyu said that there is something she wants to return to her mother." Yunshang replied.

Concubine Lu sneered, she didn't believe it, but she thought about it last time

Stained with Song Yunzhao's light, this person has always been reluctant to come to the door, what if there is really anything good?

"Bring someone in." Concubine Lu said lazily.

Song Yunzhao stepped on the snow all the way over, and it was useless to step on the clogs on his feet, if it weren't for the thick shoes on his feet, he would have been soaked all the way.

It's really cold.

After entering the inner hall and feeling the temperature of the furnace, Song Yunzhao stepped forward to salute Concubine Lu, "Concubine Lu Niangniang."

Concubine Lu didn't want to see Song Yunzhao, seeing her suffer internal injuries once, especially since she entered the palace, it was difficult for them to see the emperor, and they used to be able to drink tea every now and then, but now they can't see the tea soup.

I don't know how this Jieyu is so capable, if this is a soft persimmon, it doesn't matter, but when you touch it, you will be injured if you touch it.

This is also a loss that there is no queen in the harem, if there is a queen, she will see Song Yunzhao when she goes to ask for peace when she sees the sky, and she will really not be able to live this day.

"Get up, Song Jieyu is a rare guest, why did you come here on this snowy day."

Song Yunzhao didn't care about Concubine Lu's yin and yang weirdness, and after getting up and taking a seat, he said with a smile: "The concubine has a great merit that she wants to give to her mother."

Concubine Lu's eyelids jumped fiercely when she heard this, and she stared at Song Yunzhao with a pair of eyes, looking at her suspiciously, "Have you given a great merit to this palace?" Why don't you keep such a good deed for yourself?"

"Naturally, it's because the concubine can't eat it alone." Song Yunzhao knows how to deal with Concubine Lu, and it's useless for you to talk to her too much about Concubine Lu's temperament, it's better to go straight to the point.

Concubine Lu thought that this was what Song Yunzhao would say, so she said, "You say come and listen."

Song Yunzhao briefly talked about the snow disaster, focusing on Qin Xiyue and the actions of Qin Taifu, and must create an illusion for Concubine Lu that she was about to run away if she was slow.

Concubine Lu's expression really became solemn, she really didn't care much about whether the emperor came to Cuiwei Palace or not, what difference did it make if she didn't come, anyway, she was sitting and drinking tea and playing chess, and the emperor didn't know where to look at her unpleasantly, and she hadn't touched her for so many years.

What she cares about most now is that she wants to keep her concubine position, and it is best to go one step further, and then her father was implicated in the last fraud case, and even she was embarrassed.

It would be great if, as Song Yunzhao said, he could make a contribution to his father this time.

Song Yunzhao said seriously: "When our family first arrived in the capital, where can we borrow someone to make cotton clothes, and the matter of cloth and cotton wool can still produce some thin silver, but the embroidery lady is really powerless, so I thought about asking the mother to come forward, and only the mother can contribute to this matter."

Concubine Lu glanced at Song Yunzhao, thinking that what she said was strange and good, although she knew that she didn't have a few words of truth, but she couldn't stand what she said and was in a good mood.

"You're right, the people are innocent, and we naturally have to do our best to do something in the event of a natural disaster. However, this palace can't say that it will definitely be able to do a good job, so it can only try."

Song Yunzhao was pleasantly surprised, "Being able to get the words of Niangniang is the blessing of the people."

Concubine Lu glanced at Song Yunzhao again and asked, "How many of you want to spend money to buy cloth and cotton wool?"

Song Yunzhao nodded, "The concubines and the others just want to do their best."

It's not enough to just count on the four of them, it's a drop in the bucket.

What Song Yunzhao really hopes for is that these people will do this in front of them, using the influence of the right minister, Concubine Lu and her name as a favorite concubine, the noble ladies in the capital will definitely follow the trend and do good deeds, and these ladies of the family who follow up are the thickest wool.

Song Yunzhao understands the herd effect best, and this kind of thing is really common in later generations.

She is now taking advantage of everyone's psychology to see if she can take advantage of the situation to seek some benefits for the people, she only has such a big ability, and she doesn't dare to say how good she can do, do her best.

Concubine Lu muttered in her heart, she would play tricks, no wonder she could charm the emperor's eyes, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, but when she thought of this cup of soup and shared the biggest benefits, she opened her eyes again, and she didn't get angry if she didn't look at Song Yunzhao.

"How long have you been in the palace, and what silver can you have?" Lou

The concubine snorted, "Count it as a share of the palace." Saying that, he looked at Yunsheng, "Take a thousand taels of silver and give it to Song Jieyu."

Yun Sheng nodded and went down into the inner hall, and soon came out with a silver ticket and respectfully placed it on the table beside Song Jieyu.

Song Yunzhao didn't expect such an unexpected joy, "Niangniang really has a great heart, and the concubines admire it."

Concubine Lu waved her hand absently, "Okay, you go back quickly, and I'll let you know when there's news."

Song Yunzhao didn't care about Concubine Lu's attitude even when he saw this thousand taels of silver, and immediately got up to say goodbye, definitely not leaving a second to obstruct people's eyes.

After Song Yunzhao left, Concubine Lu went into the study to sort out her thoughts, and then she wrote a letter.

It's about whether her father can get back on his feet, and that's not to be taken lightly.

Concubine Lu's letter was quickly sent out of the palace and arrived at the right minister's house, but the right minister had not yet returned to the house, and the heavy snow fell and his feet were busy inside and out, and it was already late at night when he returned home.

Hearing that his daughter sent a letter, the right minister turned around and went directly to the study, the fire dragon in the study was burning, and after entering the door, the right minister breathed a long sigh of relief, and the whole person was going to freeze.

Leaning on the stove to warm his hands, there was no stiffness, and then he picked up the letter and opened it.

The right minister looked at it and his expression became solemn, today Qin Taifu took the lead in giving porridge to save the people, and indeed won the praise of the emperor.

The right minister found out that he was a step late, so naturally he couldn't let Qin Taifu steal the limelight, and it was rare to join forces with the left minister to abandon his previous suspicions, they were just discussing whether they could have porridge or no clothes, but if they wanted so many cotton clothes, where did they get the money to do this?

This is not a small amount, the household is crying poor, and the amount of silver that can be taken out is counted, and the emperor's face is very ugly.

This can't be blamed on the household department, this year's flood in the south, disaster relief also spent a lot of treasury silver, and the emperor also exempted the people in the disaster area from taxes, and the treasury will not be abundant next year, and next year will also be a difficult year, as a result, there is a snow disaster in the capital.

He has a relationship with Zuo Xiang, and he has a hard time this year.

However, the heart is in his daughter's message, if the harem concubine takes the lead in donating silver to buy cloth, then he can plan this matter well.

The right minister breathed a long sigh of relief, and saw that his daughter in the letter said that it was Song Jieyu's plan, and his mood was very complicated.

Why is there this Song Jieyu everywhere, but he will not refuse this strategy, but he will do a good job.

The right minister remembered that Song Jieyu handed over the news to him last time, so that he could barely avoid the fraud case, even if he returned Song Jieyu's favor.

The right minister simply ate a hot meal and began to deploy the matter overnight.

What is written in the daughter's letter is very simple, but this matter is not simple at all, first of all, we must release the news, so that the ladies of the various provinces know what the concubines in the palace are doing, so that these people will follow to do good deeds, whether they are willing or unwilling, they will have to have some blood in the end.

and immediately asked people to count the number of embroiderers in the city, and then sent the government's decree down, recruited embroiderers to make cotton clothes, how to distribute clothes after they were done, how to transport, and there must be special people to do the coordination......

The eyes of the right minister are about to boil red, the pen in his hand is not idle for a moment, the study of Nuoda is brightly lit, and the account room and the staff are all called to discuss matters, and the lights are on for a night......

This night, Song Yunzhao was not idle, the emperor had no time to enter the harem because of the snow disaster, she would not bother him at this time, but took Han Jinyi and a few people to make a plan for how to spend the silver overnight, not long after dawn, Concubine Lu sent a message, and Song Yunzhao knew that the right minister would not refuse the opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

As soon as Concubine Lu took the lead, it was different, she was the concubine of the concubine, and she sent people and opened the warehouse, and this big movement quickly alarmed Concubine Zhuang. After Concubine Zhuang's Zhaoyang Palace is Qin Xiyue's Huayang Palace, Qin Xiyue's side soon heard the news.

Song Yunzhao was busy all night and basically didn't close his eyes, and after asking Feng Yunjin to send the plan discussed by several people to Concubine Lu, he fell asleep on his head, where could he care about Qin Xiyue's reaction when he knew.

Lu Zhixue and Han Jinyi were also tired all night, Lu Zhixue and Song Yunzhao went back to Yihua Palace to make up for sleep, Han Jinyi did not have such good luck

Qi, before he returned to Liuhua Palace, he met Qin Xiyue.

The two of them happened to walk opposite each other in front of the Liuhua Palace.

Han Jinyi glanced at Qin Wanyi, squatted down and saluted, "The concubine has seen Qin Wanyi."

Qin Xiyue looked at the direction Han Jinyi came from, and said with a smile, "It's early in the morning, where did Concubine Han come from?"

When Han Jinyi heard this, she replied, "The concubine just separated from Concubine Lu, but I didn't expect to meet Wanyi here. Qin Wanyi passed by here, is she going to Qingyan Palace?"

Qin Xiyue's Huayang Palace is not far from Han Jinyi's Liuhua Palace, and besides, the Qingyan Palace is full of palace concubines who were defeated by Concubine Lu, who usually don't go out and rarely interact with people.

She deliberately said this because Qingyan Palace was just east of Liuhua Palace, and since Qin Xiyue didn't come to Liuhua Palace, she definitely wouldn't go to Yihua Palace to visit Lu Zhixue, so she could only go to Qingyan Palace.

Although Qin Xiyue had a smile on her face, her eyes were dark, and she said softly: "It's not that I went to Qingyan Palace, I just wanted to find Feng Xiaoyuan, but I didn't expect that Feng Xiaoyuan was not in Yanqing Palace, just came out to see you coming from a distance, thinking that you were not far from Feng Xiaoyuan, so I came over to ask."

Han Jinyi thought to herself that Qin Xiyue said this, it was obvious that she had found out their whereabouts, there was nothing to hide about this matter, and she had to know it sooner or later, so she said with a frank expression: "Qin Wanyi came unfortunately, Feng Xiaoyuan went to Cuiwei Palace, you missed it on the way."

Han Jinyi said this deliberately, Feng Yunjin went to Cuiwei Palace from Forget Worry Palace, Qin Xiyue came from Huayang Palace, one east and one west, the two of them happened to be staggered, unless they were deliberately stuck and squatting, otherwise it was really not easy to meet.

The smile on Qin Xiyue's face stiffened slightly, Feng Yunjin went to see Concubine Lu?

Han Jinyi was so frozen, she really didn't want to be frozen here, so she said with a smile: "If Qin Wanyi has no other instructions, the concubine will retire first."

Qin Xiyue had no choice but to nod and watch Han Jinyi enter Liuhua Palace.

She looked at the jacaranda and ordered, "Let An Fangyi go to Huayang Palace to speak."

The jacaranda should be, Qin Xiyue took the people to leave first, and the clogs stepped on the snow, making a creaking sound, which was particularly clear in this early morning.

Han Jinyi returned to the main hall, leaned on the stove to warm it for a while before relieving herself, she has now moved into the main hall, which is more spacious and atmospheric than the Qiuqian Hall where she lived before.

Originally, her position was not as good as An Fangyi, but the emperor gave her to live in the main hall, so she naturally had nothing to worry about, but since she moved into the main hall, the relationship with An Fangyi has become even more indifferent.

Originally, there was not much contact between the two, but after this incident, the people around An Fangyi were also very wary of them.

Wen Xia stomped his feet into the hall and said, "Master, An Fangyi just left Liuhua Palace."

Han Jinyi lowered her head slightly, and when she heard this, she raised her head and looked at Xia Qian, "Why did this weather suddenly go out?"

"The slave maid watched a little palace maid enter the Flying Frost Palace, and she was a little surprised, and she didn't remember which palace it was." Asked Xia Huidao.

Han Jinyi's eyes froze, "Did you let people watch it?"

"The slave maid sent the little palace maid to follow from afar," asked Xia said, since they had a discord with An Fangyi's people, the people on both sides were not very harmonious, so the other party's whereabouts were very concerned.

Han Jinyi nodded, "I'll take a nap for a while, and call me when there is news."

Asked Xia Ying, served the master and fell asleep.

The gloomy sky makes people's mood dull, and if it snows again, it will not be a good thing for the people.

Feng Yi discussed the disaster relief with the ministers in the court, and then the right minister stood up and said about the cotton clothes, and the atmosphere in the court became a little lively.

Mrs. Qin gave out rice and porridge, and the right minister came to donate clothes, and when the right minister said that the idea was made by the concubines in the harem, he instantly quieted down.

Feng Yi glanced at the right minister, although the right minister praised Concubine Lu for taking the lead in this matter, but Song Yunzhao was added to the back, as far as Concubine Lu's mind could think of this?

Feng Yi felt that it must have been figured out by Song Yunzhao, and he also knew that he borrowed Concubine Lu's hand to let the right minister implement it

The son turned quickly, and he was quite able to judge the situation.

The emperor didn't care about the careful thinking of the right minister, Song Nanzhen received the disaster relief errand again this time, Yun Zhao should not be too showy at this time, the father and daughter are too eye-catching.

However, Yun Zhao was willing to share his worries, which made his heart warm.

When he got off the court, Feng Yi didn't go back to the imperial study and went directly to the Forgotten Worry Palace, Meng Jiuchang was stunned, and Zhang Maoquan followed him.

Xu Sixi made a wooden face, and sighed in his heart, dog legs!

Hurriedly marched all the way to the Palace of Forgetting Worries, Mama Yu and the others were frightened, and Xiangxue was about to enter the dormitory to call the master up.

Feng Yi stopped her and asked, "Why haven't you gotten up yet?"

Xiang Xue hurriedly replied, "If you go back to the emperor, the master discussed things with Feng Xiaoyuan and a few people last night until dawn before going to sleep."

Feng Yi remembered what the right minister said this morning, and his expression softened, "You guys stand down."

Xiangxue glanced at the dormitory with some uneasiness, and then retreated with Mama Yu.

Feng Yi took off his coat in the outer hall, and Zhang Mao hurriedly took the hand stove over, "Your Majesty, you warm your hands first."

Feng Yi waved his hand and directly raised his feet into the dormitory.

The light in the dormitory was dim, the autumn-colored bed tent fell, the white smoke curled in the incense burner on the small table, and the faint smell of soothing incense poured into the nose.

He slowed down and walked over slowly, lifted the bed tent, hung it on the jade hook casually, and sat on the edge of the bed and stared down at Yun Zhao's sleeping face.

A layer of blush floated on his white and tender face, his eyes were closed, his black hair was scattered on the pillow, and a pamphlet was thrown on the small table at the head of the bed.

If you look closely, it turns out to be the amount of silver taels raised in the harem, as well as the estimated amount of cloth to be bought, and the cloth is marked with coarse cloth, because in this way you can buy more cloth to make clothes.

There are always words such as weaving workshop, embroidery workshop, embroidery girl, etc., the handwriting is a little sloppy, and he saw an ink blot on the small table, he looked down the ground, and found the pen that fell on the ground in the corner.

This is before going to bed, and I am still thinking about how to do more with my limited amount of money, right?

Feng Yi's hand holding the booklet tightened slightly, until this moment, he found that he didn't know much about Yun Zhao, he thought he understood her character very well, but now he felt that he didn't understand.

She is a Jieyu, as long as she serves him well in the harem and makes him happy, she doesn't have to worry about these things at all, and she doesn't have to bother with such a plan for disaster relief.

Even in order to let the right minister make a move, she was even willing to give the credit to Concubine Lu.

Why did she do it?

Feng Yi's heart tightened.

At this moment, the person on the bed moved, his arm stretched out from the brocade quilt, and he turned his head and fell asleep again.

Feng Yi reached out and stuffed her arm back into the brocade quilt, and was about to cover her with the quilt, when suddenly the sleeping person moved, and then turned his head suddenly.

Their eyes met.

Song Yunzhao's eyes were hazy before he woke up, and he subconsciously asked, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Feng Yi couldn't help but smile when he looked at her stupid appearance, "I'll come to see you."

Song Yunzhao felt that he was dreaming, and the emperor's eyes were so gentle, as if he was looking at someone he loved.

Hey, sure enough, only in dreams can I have what I want.

Feng Yi thought that Song Yunzhao had woken up, but after he said this, he saw that she instantly closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Feng Yi's tenderness, I just feel that it has been put into the water, and I will never look back.