MTL - Ci Jinzhi-Chapter 182 god

  Pei Zuo, the Minister of the Household Department, is fine. It is common practice to send officials from the Household Department to provide disaster relief. It is intriguing for King Qing to become an imperial envoy.

  The ministers present were all good people, guessing that the emperor wanted to give King Qing a chance to make meritorious deeds and plan for the future.

  Emperor Xingyuan really wanted to temper King Qing.

  Speaking of it, it has something to do with Miss Kou.

  Xing Yuandi was a little disappointed when King Qing had a wine fight with Miss Kou at Princess Zhaoyang's birthday banquet.

  Being so frivolous, it is difficult for him to rest assured that he will hand over the country to this son in the future.

  Emperor Xingyuan was not the kind of father who pampered and loved King Qing. The reason why he treated King Qing differently from other sons was mainly because he felt appropriate.

  Emperor Xingyuan didn't like his eldest son, King Xiu, and the other princes were too young, so only King Qing was left.

  King Qing was summoned to the palace, and after learning that he was appointed as an imperial envoy for disaster relief and was going to Dingbei tomorrow, he went to Hanyu Palace.

  Concubine Shu didn't get the news in advance, and she was a little surprised to see King Qing coming: "Why is Yi'er entering the palace at this time?"

   It's getting dark.

   "Father sent his son to enter the palace, let me go to Dingbei tomorrow with Pei Zuo, the household servant, to help the disaster."

  Concubine Shu was stunned: "Disaster relief? What happened to Dingbei?"

   "Yesterday's earthquake, it is said that Dingbei was severely affected, and some counties were completely in ruins..." King Qing frowned while talking about the news he just heard.

  The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and you have to travel far in such a cold day, and you may see a lot of dead people with missing arms and legs... Thinking about it, King Qing is very annoyed.

   "The whole county is in ruins?" Concubine Shu couldn't believe it, her face turned pale.

  King Qing nodded: "There should be no false reports from the urgent report."

  Concubine Shu grabbed King Qing's wrist, her eyebrows frowned: "I'm leaving tomorrow? It's too urgent. Will there be aftershocks?"

   "My son doesn't understand this." King Qing shook off Concubine Shu's hand and rubbed his face irritably.

  Looking at his father's appearance, if it wasn't getting dark soon, I wish he could leave immediately.

  The son's irritability made Concubine Shu calm down instead: "Yi'er, your father thinks highly of you."

  Take a trip to the disaster area, even if you don’t do anything, you will still have something to say when you come back.

   "I know." King Qing was not stupid, he was very active after hearing the news in front of Emperor Xingyuan, and he didn't have to hide it in front of Concubine Shu, "It's a bit annoying to think about going out in such a cold day."

   "Be careful, safety is the most important thing..." Concubine Shu urged.

   King Qing thought she was too wordy, so he hurried away.

  After King Xiu heard about it, he stayed alone in the room for a long time, and on the second day he saw off the disaster relief team with others as if nothing had happened.

  Dingbei is not too far away from the capital. Yesterday, a team of Qingqi went to investigate the situation first, and today's team is much larger.

   Seeing this scene, the people in the capital gathered together to discuss.

   "What happened? Why are there so many officers and soldiers?"

   "I heard that there was a big earthquake in the Dingbei area, and many towns and villages were flattened!"

   "Really?"

   "Who would talk nonsense about such a thing, even the prince has gone out."

   "Dingbei is more than two hundred miles away from the capital, no wonder even the capital feels shaking."

   "Hey, how many people will be killed or injured. Our capital is better, nothing will happen."

   "You don't know this, I heard that all the houses in the Beiloufang area have collapsed. Fortunately, Ms. Kou..."

  When the people behind the news heard it, they raised their feet and walked in the direction of Qingsong Bookstore: "Miss Kou is so kind, I will buy a book of stories to support."

   "I'll go too. Miss Kou rescued so many people by accident, which shows the profound blessings. I'm going to enjoy Miss Kou's blessing."

  Therefore, some went to support, some went to gain good fortune, and some went to see it out of curiosity. Shopkeeper Hu was almost squeezed out of the bookstore by the crowd.

  Most of these people did not go for the book, but they all came. A book is only two hundred words, so it is natural to buy a copy.

   Shopkeeper Hu quickly became dizzy with his work.

  Xiu Wang stood on the side of the street, looking at the crowded Qingsong Bookstore, lost in thought for a long time.

  An earthquake far away in Dingbei gave the second brother a chance to make political achievements, and also made Miss Kou's reputation for kindness and blessing spread far and wide.

   And he didn't do anything, something was further away from him.

  Xiu Wang pulled his lips and smiled, turned around to leave, when he saw a carriage stopped at the door of the bookstore, and two women got off.

  Xin You came from the garment workshop.

  When such a disaster occurs in the twelfth lunar month of winter, no amount of warm clothes can be too much.

   "Why are there so many people?" Xiao Lian accompanied Xin You and walked to the bookstore together.

  Xin You also saw the crowds of people in the bookstore, and got out of the car because she was worried about what happened.

  A sharp-eyed person spotted Xin You: "It's Miss Kou!"

   Following the shout, everyone in the study hall looked out.

   "Girl, they seem to be after you!"

  Xin You also came to his senses. Seeing that these people wanted to pounce on them, she lifted her skirt and ran away.

   "Hey, where is Miss Kou?" The person who rushed out first looked around blankly.

  Not far away, King Xiu was stunned, and then fell into deep thought.

  Miss Kou's running speed is not like that of an ordinary lady.

  Residual snow piled up on both sides of the street, and the road surface was swept clean. King Xiu walked over and bent down to pick up a bead flower.

  The bustle of Qingsong Bookstore took several days to resume, and a rumor was quietly spread in the Imperial College.

   "Do you know that it's not a coincidence that Ms. Kou saved those people, it's because Ms. Kou is a fortune teller, and she calculated that Gu Yu would be bloody!"

   "Ahem."

  Hearing Meng Jijiu's cough, the supervisors who gathered together hurriedly said hello: "Master Jijiu."

   "What were you guys talking about?"

"nothing!"

"Um?"

  A clever student hurriedly said: "Students are talking about the situation of this monthly exam."

  Meng Jijiu couldn't come out after asking, so he left with a straight face.

   Don't think he's too old to hear, these brats are obviously talking about Kou girls.

  Miss Kou can read faces?

  Meng Jijiu shook his head laughingly.

  On the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, the Imperial College was closed for a ten-day holiday. Zhang Xu, who got the lowest score in the monthly exam, returned home and dawdled to see his grandfather and grandmother.

   "Xu'er is back." Zhang Xu's grandmother, surnamed Zhu, valued her precious grandson more than her eyes. "Hold the qin, and serve the young master a bowl of stewed mutton soup."

   Although the mutton soup is delicious, Zhang Xu is still worried about reporting the results of the monthly exam to his grandfather: "Grandmother, where is grandfather?"

  Today is also a day for officials to rest.

  Mrs. Zhu sighed: "The imperial court is devastated by the Dingbei earthquake. How can your grandfather be free as the chief assistant?"

  Zhang Xu opened his eyes wide: "Grandpa isn't on vacation anymore?"

   "Yeah, just rest in the attic."

   "That's great—" Realizing that it's not appropriate to be so happy, Zhang Xu hurriedly shut up, then his expression was startled, and he murmured, "It's really amazing!"

  Madam Zhu didn't understand: "Xu'er, what are you talking about?"

  Little Yuzi is about to meet her scumbag father.