"Your Highness." Qi Zhen's voice was a little low across the carriage.

Zhao Wanning simply pushed the car window, and as soon as she opened a gap, the biting cold wind came in.

Zhao Wangshu pulled her back, and blocked her with the thick blanket before saying, "What's wrong." ”

Qi Shen leaned forward, trying to block the cold wind. He said respectfully: "There are many people waiting in line outside Qingzhou City, as if they are officials of Qingzhou Mansion. It should have been ordered by the minister to come and greet you and the lord of the county. ”

Zhao Wangshu snorted lightly: "This Wu Daoquan, nothing else, but being a man and an official is very set." There were thorns in the words, and there was a strong sense of sarcasm.

Qi Chu didn't dare to answer, and was silent.

Zhao Wangshu couldn't look down on a villain like Wu Daoquan who could only pat on the back, she thought for a moment, and said: "Don't stop when you pass through the city gate, go directly to the Qingzhou Mansion." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." After receiving the order, the horse went to the front of the team.

He didn't wonder what Zhao Wangshu did, the eldest princess was originally a heroine among women, and she never had sand in her eyes.

Now that it has reached the wax moon, the weather is cold. In order to please the eldest princess, Wu Daoquan actually asked Qingzhou officials to go to the city gate to greet him in the cold wind. In this act, if the eldest princess stopped at the city gate, wouldn't it make people misunderstand that the eldest princess was arrogant and lascivious, so she was on a show.

Zhao Wanning was a little bored, so she didn't close the car window and continued to observe the surroundings through the window.

Along the way, the more you go to Qingzhou, the more desolate it becomes, that is, it is close to Qingzhou City, and it is slightly better.

When he was about to arrive at the city of Qingzhou, Zhao Wanning saw some officials in official uniforms standing at the gate of the city from a distance, which should be what Qi Chuan said.

As the carriage got closer and closer, Zhao Wanning found that there were many plainly dressed people following those officials.

"Sister, look." Zhao Wanning turned sideways and gave Zhao Wangshu a place.

Zhao Wangshu looked for prestige, her eyesight was good, and she saw the people standing behind the group of pot-bellied officials at a glance.

Those people were all yellow-skinned, their eyes were blank, and they didn't know where to go. The wind was cold, and they stood in the cold wind in their thin-looking clothes.

It was in stark contrast to the Qingzhou officials in thick official uniforms in front of them.

Zhao Wangshu had a nameless fire in his heart, this Wu Daoquan tossed the Qingzhou officials, and actually called the people, as the minister of Qingzhou disaster relief, doesn't he know how difficult these people's lives are now?!

That Wu Daoquan had already come down from the city tower. He took off his thick cloak and threw it to the servants beside him. Then he tidied up his official uniform, and then Shi Shiran walked to the front of the team.

Since the saint sent people from the royal family to Qingzhou, he wanted everyone in the world to see the importance of the royal family to this matter, so as to achieve the effect of appeasing the people.

Wu Daoquan is the best at figuring out the holy will, so he naturally wants to help Emperor Shengde handle this matter well. In order to put on a big show, he not only called all the officials of Qingzhou Mansion, but also gathered many people on the condition of opening a warehouse to provide grain.

Today, so many people came to greet the eldest princess of Chaoyang and the lord of Qinghe, which will definitely make the eldest princess impressed by him, and if the eldest princess can say a few good words for him in front of Emperor Shengde, then he will be able to go to the next level after returning to Beijing.

Wu Daoquan had a sweet dream with joy, but he didn't want the team escorting the eldest princess to stop at the city gate as he thought, but walked directly into the city gate.

Wu Daoquan was confused by this sudden change, couldn't Princess Chaoyang see that their group of people were waiting here to welcome her arrival?

Seeing that the carriage with the word Chaoyang was about to enter the city gate, but had no intention of stopping, Wu Daoquan didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly rushed into the ranks of the Imperial Forest Army, and opened his hands to stop in front of Zhao Wangshu's carriage.

The driver of the car was startled by Wu Daoquan who suddenly rushed out, he suddenly grabbed the reins, and the two horses pulling the carriage were suddenly restrained, raised their hooves high, and then stopped a foot in front of Wu Dao's body.

Wu Daoquan did not panic at all, at this moment, the obsession of getting promoted and making a fortune controlled his brain, making him blind to the danger in front of him.

Seeing that the carriage had stopped, Wu Daoquan immediately ran to the side of the carriage.

Wu Dao is over forty years old, his figure has already been fat, his body is covered with thick fat, and his big belly holds up his official uniform a little out of shape. He ran, and the fat all over his body was shaking.

Zhao Wangshu's face was blue at the moment, she wanted to save some face for Wu Daoquan, but she didn't want to, this Wu Daoquan actually stopped her carriage.

Without waiting for Wu Daoquan to catch his breath, Zhao Wangshu opened the car window and said in a deep voice: "Why does Lord Wu have to work so hard for the people and money, and mobilize the people? I thought that the Qingzhou flood needed to be solved urgently, and Lord Wu should be helping the victims at this time. ”

"But I don't want you to be so idle, and you still have the kung fu to take the Qingzhou officials and the people of Qingzhou to wait in this cold wind. It seems that Lord Wu, the minister of the Imperial Mission, doesn't really want to do it! ”

Zhao Wangshu's words were full of anger, her voice was low and cold, and she tried her best to suppress her anger.

Wu Daoquan didn't expect that his careful preparation of the welcome ceremony not only failed to please the eldest princess of Chaoyang, but made the eldest princess angry, and she didn't react for a while, so she could only rely on instinct and say: "Minister, minister...... The minister is just ......"

Zhao Wangshu no longer entangled with him, and said loudly: "Your intentions have been received, and I also ask the ministers to return to their posts as soon as possible." ”

Some of those officials didn't want to stand here under the cold wind, but they were forced to give in to the name of Wu Daoquan's minister, and as soon as they heard Zhao Wangshu's order, they left one after another.

The remaining officials have similar thoughts to Wu Daoquan, all of them want to please Princess Chaoyang, the most favored princess of the saint. But seeing Zhao Wangshu reprimanding Wu Daoquan like this in front of everyone, he knew that they had miscalculated, and the eldest princess didn't seem to care about these pomp.

So they also hurriedly retired and slipped away.

The rest of the people were still at a loss.

Zhao Wangshu thought about it, got up and got out of the carriage, and Zhao Wanning also followed.

These people range from gray-haired old women to scrawny young men in the prime of life, and even swaddling women.

As soon as they saw the nobles in the carriage get out of the carriage, they remembered Wu Daoquan's previous instructions and wanted to kneel down and salute.

Zhao Wangshu and Zhao Wanning hurriedly helped them up.

"Folks, today is not good for me, let everyone wait for a long time in the cold wind, delaying everyone's time, I hope you will forgive me." Zhao Wangshu sincerely apologized.

But the people didn't seem to appreciate it, and an old woman holding a child asked tentatively, "I wonder if we can still get rice?" My granddaughter hasn't had enough to eat for days......"

The first one spoke, and the rest of the people spoke, and they asked, "My family too." The people in the government said that as long as we came to the city gate and stood here, we could receive two buckets of rice......"

"yes, yes."

"Where are you going to get rice?"

Without waiting for Zhao Wangshu to speak, Wu Daoquan, who was following her, hurriedly said: "You can receive it." Zhang Long, take them to get rice! ”

Seeing those people leave with the officials with smiles on their faces, Zhao Wangshu had mixed feelings in his heart.

Without saying a word, she walked straight into the city, not even sitting in the carriage.

Zhao Wangshu wanted to see with his own eyes what the current Qingzhou City was like.

Zhao Wanning thought about it and followed her.

The flood had a huge impact on Qingzhou City, and Zhao Wangshu knew that rebuilding Qingzhou would be a tough battle, especially since Wu Daoquan, the minister sent by the imperial court, was such a derelict person.

Zhao Wanning saw that Zhao Wangshu's face was pale, so he took two steps forward and grabbed her hand, and whispered: "Actually, in my dream, Qingzhou City is even more difficult than now. As long as we find the right way, we will definitely be able to rebuild Qingzhou. ”

Zhao Wangshu glanced at her and did not speak.

Wu Daoquan, who had been silently following behind Zhao Wangshu, also stepped forward at this moment, and he cautiously probed: "Eldest princess, Qingzhou City was even more difficult before than now, and it was the minister who led the Qingzhou officials ......"

Wu Daoquan's voice became smaller and smaller in Zhao Wangshu's line of sight.

All the way to the Qingzhou Mansion.

A large pot of porridge was still set up at the entrance of the government office.

Zhao Wanning looked around casually, and at a glance, he crashed into a pair of inky eyes.

It's Pei Yue. He was lined up in the line, dressed like the people next to him, and even his body was deliberately rickety, and his hair was messy.

Zhao Wanning remembered the letter Pei Yue left for her.

Pei Yue once said in a letter that Dali Temple sent him out of Beijing to handle cases, why did he appear here? Still dressed as a refugee?

"Why don't you leave?" Zhao Wangshu turned around and saw Zhao Wanning standing in place, his eyes seemed to be looking at the people queuing up to receive porridge, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhao Wangshu walked to her side and followed her line of sight, but only saw the backs of the people.

Zhao Wanning looked back and came to his senses, since Pei Yue was dressed like that, he must not want to be recognized, maybe there was some secret case.

"It's nothing, it's just a little surprised to see so many people queuing up to receive porridge." Zhao Wanning said.

Wu Daoquan, who was waiting on the side, immediately stepped forward and boasted: "After this flood, many grain shops have been washed away, and the price of grain in Qingzhou City has risen wildly, and many people in Qingzhou City cannot afford to buy high-priced grain, and they are hungry. ”

"When I came to Qingzhou, the people were so hungry that they began to dig tree bark, and even ate Guanyin soil, so they hurriedly opened a warehouse to release grain, and gave porridge in the place where the people in the city were concentrated, which saved these people and saved them from starvation."

Zhao Wanning instinctively sensed that something was wrong, Wu Daoquan's words sounded very strange, but after all, she had never been in contact with court affairs, and she couldn't understand Wu Daoquan's words like an old fritter in officialdom.

Zhao Wangshu, who had been tightening his cheeks, suddenly showed a smile.

Wu Daoquan was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that the eldest princess had finally seen his efforts, so he continued to pat himself on the back and said: "These people are very grateful to the saint, grateful to the court, saying that the saint is the first king, the destiny of heaven, my Great Zhou will be able to pass on for thousands of years, and also said that I will make a temple of merit to the saint, pray for the saint every day, and pray for my Great Zhou." ”

Zhao Wangshu just smiled and watched Wu Daoquan continue to pat himself on the back and didn't speak.

Wu Daoquan was stared at by Zhao Wangshu's smiling expression as he spoke, his voice gradually weakened, and his tone was not so determined, and finally stopped talking.

"Finished?"