"Hey~~"

She sighed in a low voice, and realized the excitement she had just had, turned over and lay down on the bed, and whispered to herself, "Aren't people just treating you as Feng Qinyu?" Are you so excited? ”

She also felt that she had become really inexplicable, and in the face of Dongfang Yunlie, her emotions would always get out of control easily.

At this time, Dongfang Yunlie outside the door looked at the closed door, and his eyes quietly dimmed, "Jiu'er, can I really not have you anymore?" ”

Unconsciously, Feng Qinyu has been living in the palace for a few months, the red beans in the garden have almost withered, winter has come, and the dead branches with withered leaves have been covered with snow.

Dead wood, the lonely mound is still lying there quietly, covered with a layer of white clothes by snow, only the words engraved on the tombstone are revealed-"Beloved Wife Feng Qinyu".

Feng Qinyu stood in front of the tombstone, she couldn't tell what it felt in her heart, and in her mind, the heartache scene flashed when Dongfang Yunlie sat quietly in front of the tombstone alone to engrave words, and her heart also throbbed.

"Actually, even if you do die, you are very happy."

The white snow, wetting Feng Qinyu's black hair, revealing a bit of coldness, looked at the quiet tombstone in front of him, the three words "Feng Qinyu" engraved on the tablet, and said in a low voice.

Jinluan Palace——

"Your Majesty, Weichen reported yesterday that thousands of people in Jiangling City were robbing their homes and houses, and the government was powerless to suppress it, and now the scene in Jiangling City is very chaotic."

Prime Minister Sun Boqin took out a piece of music from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Gangneung City? Is it Gangneung Fortress, which suffered a snowstorm a month ago, causing no harvest in the fields? ”

"That's right, Your Majesty, it's indeed that Jiangling City, now the people of Jiangling City are freezing to death, starving to death, the people of Jiangling City are complaining, the people are not living, and the people's lives are not good."

After listening to Sun Boqin's statement, Dongfang Yunlie's brows furrowed slightly, and then, his eyes turned to the household department Shangshu, and said, "Didn't I order the household department to allocate one million taels of disaster relief funds?" That one million taels is enough for the people of Gangneung to tide over the difficulties, right? ”

Seeing Dongfang Yunlie looking at him, Hubu Shangshu Ye Kuan stood out of the queue tremblingly, "Go back to the emperor, Weichen...... After Weichen received the order that day, he immediately sent someone to allocate one million taels of disaster relief funds to Jiangling City, and he never dared to slack off in the slightest. ”

This is true, so far, no one who dares to disobey Dongfang Yunlie's orders has been so bold so far.

Seeing Ye Kuan take out a yellow book from his arms, he presented it, "Your Majesty, this is the notebook handed in by the prefect of Jiangling City after signing and receiving the silver taels." Please take a look at the emperor. ”

The attendant eunuch took the notebook and presented it to Dongfang Yunlie, who took it and looked at it, and a trace of fierceness crossed his eyes.

I saw that his thin lips pursed lightly without saying a word, just like this, none of the ministers in the main hall dared to gasp for breath, but just looked at Dongfang Yunlie with fear on his face.

Especially the Hubu Shangshu Ye Kuan, now he is even more afraid of his legs being weak.

This million taels was allocated from his household department, and if it had not been allocated to the people of Gangneung, he would definitely be implicated.

"I will send someone to investigate this matter thoroughly, so let's retreat first."

Finally, when the ministers were sweating profusely, Dongfang Yunlie spoke up.