He Qingxiao cooperated with other yamen to resettle the victims, but it was already twilight, and the snow reflected the cold glow under the sporadic lights.

He did not go back to the Hou Mansion directly, but walked onto the long street where the Qingsong Bookstore was located.

The lights at the Green Pine Bookstore were still on.

He Qingxiao stood for a moment and turned around silently.

"Lord He." A familiar female voice came from behind her.

He Qingxiao turned around and looked at Xin Yu coming over: "It's so late, hasn't Miss Kou rested yet?"

"Settle the accounts, there are some arrangements for tomorrow." Xin Yu looked at the embarrassed man, "Did Lord He just finish his work?"

Sensing where Xin Yu's gaze flicked, He Qingxiao looked down.

The red clothes were bright, but they were stained with a lot of dirt, which he rubbed when he helped those neighbors carry things.

Originally, he didn't care, but at this moment, under the gaze of the girl Rushui, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Did all those neighbors go to the sanatorium?" Xin Yu didn't notice Lord He's embarrassment, and asked with a smile.

Captain Yang came back after distributing the cotton clothes, and the court took over the rest of the matter, and they did not participate again.

At the mention of this, He Qingxiao returned to normal: "It's all gone. After that, the imperial court should have a countermeasure to rebuild the house, and Miss Kou can rest assured."

"That's good."

For the victims, the imperial court has a set of relief measures, especially at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

Xin Yu does not intend to overstep his bounds.

He Qingxiao thought for a while and reminded, "This time the ground is moving, there is only a slight movement in the capital, and the most severely affected area is probably the Beiloufang. The neighborhood here escaped because of Miss Kou's porridge, and I think the news of Miss Kou will soon reach my ears."

"Thank you, Lord He, for the reminder. It's not early, Lord He should go back and rest early."

As for saving those people, Xin Yu didn't think about whether it would reach the emperor's ears in advance. Afterwards, he was not afraid to reach the ears of the emperor.

She was mentally prepared to meet that person sooner or later.

"Miss Kou rests early, too." He Qingxiao was leaving, so he thought about it or explained, "I just passed by and saw that the lights of the bookstore were still on."

Xin Yuwaner: "I know Master He is passing by."

He Qingxiao arched his hand and strode away.

There was no snow that night, and the next day, officers and soldiers walked by on the streets of the capital from time to time, causing the uninformed people to talk about it.

[In view of the general environment,

For most people, yesterday's slight shake was just a bit of talk for a lazy winter day.

In the afternoon, the damage in various parts of the capital was almost touched, and the ministers gathered in the palace.

"How's the situation in Kyochu?" Emperor Xingyuan asked.

The main force investigating the damage was the Five Cities Terracotta Division, which was subordinate to the Ministry of War, and the other departments were responsible for assisting.

Emperor Xingyuan spoke, and the military department Shangshu stood up: "Back to Your Majesty, according to statistics, there were 32 casualties in the five cities, of which 14 were killed and 18 were injured, all of which were caused by the collapse of the house or the fall of heavy objects......

This casualty figure made Emperor Xingyuan breathe a sigh of relief.

That's a lot less than he expected.

"Wait a minute." When listening to the report of the Ministry of War's Shangshu on the number of houses collapsed, Emperor Xingyuan felt that it was wrong, "There are so many houses collapsed in the northern city, why are there only more than 30 casualties, and these people are scattered in the five cities?"

The military department Shangshu secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, he also felt strange when he got these messages, and specially asked his subordinates, otherwise he would have been asked by the emperor.

"Back to Your Majesty, the collapsed houses are concentrated in the area of Beiloufang, and it is said that there are well-wishers who give soup there, so when the accident happens, people are outside."

Emperor Xingyuan became interested: "Who is the soup kitchen?"

The military department is still stuck.

There are many rich households in the capital, and every time the poor people have a hard time in winter, it is not a new thing for large families to give porridge, and he didn't ask again after hearing about it.

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Seeing that the military department couldn't answer, Emperor Xingyuan's eyes were secretly dissatisfied.

This horse is talented, doesn't he have a little curiosity?

At this time, Meng Xijiu stood up: "Your Majesty, the minister knows the identity of this soup kitchener."

"Oh, who is it?" Emperor Xingyuan immediately asked.

"It's Miss Kou, the owner of Green Pine Bookstore."

Emperor Xingyuan was surprised.

That Kou girl again?

"I remember that Miss Kou hasn't been out of the pavilion yet, and she is still a little girl, how could she think of going to Beiloufang to give porridge?"

Could it be Duan Shaoqing's support?

Emperor Xingyuan was not impressed by Duan Wensong, who was the Shaoqing of Ren Taifu Temple, because Miss Kou had put her name on him.

Emperor Xingyuan's question is actually a bit embarrassing.

These messages are passed down layer by layer, and when you go to the military department's book, it is rare to know the identity of the soup kitchener, who will ask the reason for the soup kitchen.

The military department Shangshu didn't answer just now, his face was dull, and he was secretly waiting to see the joke of Meng sacrifice's wine.

Meng Saijiu cleared his throat: "I heard that Miss Kou is to thank the neighbors of Beiloufang for helping her find a cat......

The military department was stunned.

Why did this old guy even inquire about this?

After hearing this, Emperor Xingyuan was also shocked: "In order to thank her for helping her find the cat, she gave porridge and meat for four days?"

Are all the little girls so rich now?

Thinking about the treasury that was often stretched thin because of various expenditures, Emperor Xingyuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Because of the soup porridge to save people, Meng Saijiu's good impression of Xin Yu skyrocketed, and after listening to Emperor Xingyuan's doubts, he said good things: "Miss Kou is very business-minded, after she took over Qingsong Bookstore, in order to get a good story, she bought horse bones, so she dug out the book master Mr. Songling, and since then, the bookstore has a prosperous business and a lot of money. ……」

The military department squinted at his gushing colleagues.

This old guy knows too much!

Emperor Xingyuan listened and nodded: "It does have brains."

This Kou girl is smart and capable of drinking, and if she is a man, she must be a rare talent.

Emperor Xingyuan flashed a pity and was stunned.

Daughters can also have some achievements, such as his queen.

Then he shook his head.

In this world, there are a few women like Xinxin.

Several ministers looked at the emperor and nodded and shook their heads, exchanging glances with each other.

What's wrong with the emperor?

Emperor Xingyuan quickly came back to his senses and asked about the resettlement of the victims in Beiloufang, and received a satisfactory answer.

Violent movements occurred in the Dingbei area yesterday, among which Bei'an County was the most serious, and the entire city was in ruins, and it was difficult to count the casualties. In addition, many places in Dingbei were affected and traffic was blocked.

After reading the emergency report, Emperor Xingyuan's face turned pale and he supported his forehead.

"Your Majesty—"

Emperor Xingyuan raised his hand, suppressed the tumbling emotions and forced him to calm down: "Chuan Jing Camp Commander Wu Yanting enters the palace!"

Dingbei was seriously affected by the disaster, and the roads were impassable, so disaster relief was not just a matter of sending disaster relief ministers, but also required a large number of soldiers to go.

As for the minister in charge of disaster relief, Emperor Xingyuan appointed two people, one was Pei Zuo, the head of the household department, and the other was King Qing, the second prince.