Chapter 12: Song Qingwan's Small Treasury
Time passes.
In the blink of an eye, it has been two months since I came to this feudal society called Daji.
Time gradually turned from autumn to midwinter, and Chen Chao gradually became familiar with this era, but many times, he would be bored in a daze.
To put it mildly, it's a leisurely life.
To put it mildly, it is to eat and wait for death.
Seem...... There is nothing worth fighting for now.
Power?
is already the prime minister of Daji, the son of heaven and the father, do you have to overthrow the dynasty surnamed Li?!
Being an emperor is not a good thing, sleeping later than a dog and waking up earlier than a chicken, which is far less comfortable than the current prime minister.
Money? Beauty?
There is no shortage of these two in the Chen Dynasty, even the incomparably noble Empress Dowager Murong Yue is already a woman in the Chen Dynasty, and she is happy under her, what is the Chen Dynasty not satisfied with.
Hey, annoying.
But then again, after the Shang Dynasty that day referred to the deer as a horse, the Chen Dynasty really didn't enter the palace again.
In this world, anyone who leaves will turn.
Emperor Yongxing, who had just ascended the throne, couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the Chen Dynasty, and he didn't dare to let go of his hands and feet.
Chen Chao knows all these small actions.
But he chose to turn a blind eye.
Every two or three days, there will be an excerpt sent to the prime minister's house on Kuishou Street. Although the Chen Dynasty was not in the court, they were very clear about Emperor Yongxing's every move.
In this regard, Chen Chao just smiled.
You're in control.
These days, Chen Chao is recuperating in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the injury on his leg is almost healed, and he can jump and jump.
The relationship with Song Qingwan is also a long way, but they are in the same room......
But Chen Chao was not in a hurry, and waited slowly.
Chen Chao enjoyed this slow sense of conquest.
In addition, Chen Chao also had an in-depth understanding of the background of this era.
It was found that Daji's condition was not good, and the threat of Rong Di and Wu Chu was secondary, and the roots of Daji's inner were rotten.
The prestige of the imperial court is gone, the gentry are everywhere, and the people are living in dire straits.
If this situation continues, within three or five years, Daji will die!
There is still a long way to go!
Chen Chao squinted and thought about it, and seemed to have found a goal to strive for.
Like, make Daji better!
Become the world's first power.
In this way, Chen Chao's position as a "traitor" is stable.
.......
On this day, as usual, Chen Chao sat on the Taishi chair under the eaves, holding a cup of steaming new tea in his hand, enjoying the scenery.
A few days ago, since the beginning of winter, there have been several heavy snowfalls in the capital, the back garden of the Xiangfu has lived up to the past time, the flowers have withered, the lake has closed and the fish have died, and even the vegetables planted by Song Qingwan have all been frozen to death, and Song Qingwan has been sad for a long time.
Gently brushing off the tea foam on the tea surface with the tea cover, Chen Chao took a small sip, the tea is mellow, long, and rare good tea.
Just as he was about to take a second sip, he caught a glimpse of a figure at the side door of the courtyard, and the voice of the person arrived first, "Xiangye, my Xiangye......"
"Xiangye, you are not in the court, they are all about to turn the sky upside down......"
"Don't take us seriously."
"Xiangye, why do you still have time to drink tea......
The person who came was none other than the Hubu Shangshu who had just come down from the early dynasty and hurried from the palace, Qin Xiangru.
The round body squeezed through the moon gate, a handful of snot and tears, looking miserable.
"What's wrong? Why are you so alarmed? ”
Chen Chao waved his hand and asked his subordinates to bring a chair to Qin Xiangru, and after Qin Xiangru sat down, he leaned sideways and said anxiously, "Xiangye, don't you know, the lower officials have suffered a lot of grievances today." ”
"Since the beginning of winter, there have been several heavy snowfalls, overwhelming, the heavy snow has evolved into a snow disaster, the houses of those people outside the city have all collapsed, and many people have been buried in it, preliminary statistics, the affected people are as high as 100,000 households, and they are not clothed......
"Xiaguan, as the head of the household department, began to mobilize manpower, food, and tents a few days ago to provide disaster relief, even if there is no merit, there is hard work. However, the courtiers of the Zhou Party and the Wang Party publicly criticized the lower officials for their ineffective disaster relief at the court meeting today, and asked His Majesty to demote the lower officials to the post of household secretary. ”
"Xiangye, you give a comment, is there still a heavenly reason for this, and there is ......"
"Xiangye, if you don't go to court, we will be and pee on the neck by others......"
Qin Xiangru said with tears in his eyes, pitiful, and sad when he heard it.
After talking about it for a long time, Chen Chao also understood Qin Xiangru's grievances.
Chen Chao put down the teacup, pinched the bridge of his nose, and asked, "What is the disaster situation outside the city?" ”
Chen Chao must know these things clearly, so that he can make corresponding measures to deal with them.
Qin Xiangru sighed, flicked his sleeves, and looked at Chen Chao, "Xiangye, this disaster is not small, conservative estimates, I am afraid that two or three hundred thousand people will be affected, and the specific death toll is still being counted, I believe it will be reported in a short time." ”
After hearing this, Chen Chao frowned.
As a million-level metropolis, although the counties and towns outside the capital were affected, the number of two or three hundred thousand people affected by the disaster was still too much, and if you were not careful, it would cause the people to mutiny, and at that time, it would be difficult.
"Are there people gathering to make trouble?"
Qin Xiangru shook his head and replied: "Not yet, the household department reacted very quickly, and at the beginning of the disaster, the warehouse allocated grain for disaster relief, and the food was not worried, mainly where to live...... This year's weather is not normal, the snow is falling day after day, and those tents can't last long, if they are buried by the heavy snow again, it will really cause the people to mutiny. ”
For this reason, Qin Xiangru, who is the secretary of the household department, is deeply worried.
A sad look on his face.
Chen Chao frowned, thought for a moment, and finally said: "Clean up, and in three days, the prime minister will go out of the city and personally provide disaster relief." ”
Qin Xiangru stood up excitedly, and hurriedly said: "Xiangye, don't be three days later, just now, the disaster is urgent, and Xiangye is urgently needed to preside over the overall situation." ”
Chen Chao shook his head and insisted, "In three days." The prime minister went out of the city for disaster relief three days later, and before that, the news was released, and the prime minister wanted the courtiers to know that the prime minister would go out of the city in three days. ”
Qin Xiangru was puzzled by Chen Chao's arrangement for a while, and said strangely, "Xiangye, why is this?" Why do you have to leave the city after three days? ”
Chen Chao didn't explain so much, but his eyes narrowed, "Don't ask so much, the prime minister has his own plans." ”
The two talked a few more words, and Qin Xiangru hurriedly left the Prime Minister's Mansion to prepare for the Chen Dynasty's disaster relief three days later.
After Qin Xiangru left, Chen Chao got up and stood on the eaves under the porch, looking at the heavy snow outside, with a complicated expression.
After a while, the footsteps of "stepping" sounded, Chen Chao turned around and found that it was Song Qingwan, today's Song Qingwan was wearing a light green winter skirt, a plush collar, and a snow-white and delicate face, which made her look even more like a little woman.
"Xiangye."
Song Qingwan bent her knees slightly, and gave a salute.
Seeing this, Chen Chao stepped forward to help her up, held her cold little hand, and had a doting smile on his face, "How many times have you said it, you and I husband and wife, there is no need for these cumbersome etiquette." ”
Song Qingwan nodded and said not next time. But Chen Chao knew that Song Qingwan would do it next time, and he had nothing to do.
Without waiting for Chen Chao to speak again, Song Qingwan turned around and took a square box from the handmaid Yue'e.
"What is this?"
Opening the box, Song Qingwan said: "Xiangye, the slave family is a woman, and she shouldn't have inquired about outside things, but today Qin Shangshu came, and the slave family still ...... Now that the disaster outside the city is urgent, the homeless people are struggling to survive in the cold wind, and the slave family is really unbearable. ”
"This is the belongings that the slave family has saved over the years, and it is the title deed of some silver tickets, shops, and Zhuangzi, and the slave family wants to donate them all in exchange for food and disaster relief."
Chen Chao took over Song Qingwan's small vault and smiled bitterly for no reason.
Although Song Qingwan is the wife of the prime minister, she is a diligent and thrifty housekeeper, and the savings of the Prime Minister's Mansion for many years have all been used by the original body to win over his cronies.
I don't know how long Song Qingwan has been saving.
I'm afraid it's all Song Qingwan's net worth.
She was willing to take it all out and let Chen Chao go to disaster relief.
This kind of kindness is rare among women in the world.
Chen Chao felt a warmth in his heart, and he couldn't help but reach out and take Song Qingwan into his arms, close his eyes, smell the fragrance on his hair, and feel satisfied.
Being held by Chen Chao's sudden and bold move, Song Qingwan's face was slightly red, and she carefully hugged Chen Chao with both hands, her heartbeat was like a deer, thumping.