Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

I suddenly remembered that day, on the racecourse of the Yan family, he said to me the scene of the galloping horses--

Nothing is more important than people.

Today, he talked with Pei Yuanzhang for so long just to talk about migrants to Shu land. Could it be said that the people in Xichuan are gone?

how is this possible!

I've walked almost half of the Central Plains, I've seen the bustling city, the bustling city with people coming and going, and I've seen the misery of a thousand miles, hungry and wild, whether a place is prosperous or desolate, I can tell at a glance. Xichuan is vast, but people are not rare, especially the prosperity of Chengdu, which is definitely no less than Yangzhou and Beijing during the prosperous period, not to mention that now, those two places have experienced the flames of war, I am afraid that they are not as good as Chengdu.

If it is really sparsely populated, or even sparse enough to require people to be relocated from other places to the land of Shu, how could there be such a thriving and busy downtown?

However, Qing Chen had just talked to Pei Yuanzhang, and it was indeed a matter of relocating the people to the Shu land. He could not aim at all and used the interests of the Yan family in exchange for a meaningless result.

I looked at him in confusion: "Dust, here, what the **** is going on?"

But at first glance surprised me.

Qingchen's complexion suddenly turned pale again, even a little paler than before, and the sweat was cleared away. At this moment, suddenly a tide came out, ticking down continuously along the cheek. Sliding down, I saw that his eyes had lost his charm, and hurriedly said, "Light dust, what's wrong with you, light dust?"

He looked up at me, and seemed to want to comfort me, and made a smile that was completely powerless: "I, I didn't ..."

Before the word "thing" came out, he fell down.

"Light dust!"

I shouted aloud, just at this time, the red aunt and they saw that Pei Yuanzhang had already gone out, and they all tentatively came over. When they saw the light dust falling in my arms at the entrance of the lobby, they were frightened. Up, I hurriedly brought someone over the rattan chair and immediately escorted Light Dust back to the room, and then let Aunt Hong rush to ask Yao Lao.

At this moment, the whole Yan family was on their feet, and a group of people hurriedly gathered around him to return to the room. When the medicine was old, he was given a needle and medicine, and it took a while before I heard him in A sigh was made in the coma.

Yao Lao was relieved: "The owner's body is really too weak, and he shouldn't have bothered. It's hurting to talk about it these days."

I was so anxious that my eyes were red: "What on earth is he?"

Yao Lao was silent for a while before he said, "You need to rest, you must rest."

Resting was originally a leisurely thing, but he emphasized twice, which made him feel a bit heavy. I looked up at him and Yao Lao said, "Originally, I used the body of the owner and the wealth of the Yan family to live. There is no problem with more than half a hundred, but now it looks like this-the owner has passed, and it is already given by God. "

"...!"

His words were like a heavy hammer, and it hit me severely, and my brain buzzed for a while.

Qing Chen just stood up this year, and Yao Lao said that it was already given by God.

His body is really so bad!

When I thought about what Aunt Hong had said before, it was almost necessary to prepare a funeral for him. My heart was aching, and now he was lying on the bed, his face was as pale as the white mattress under him, and his lips were not half bloody, only slightly undulating His thin chest gave him a little proof that he was alive.

My eyes are red, and I whisper softly, "How can this be?"

Yao Lao looked at my weeping expression, and it was not good to say anything, so he stepped back gently. I looked at Qing Chen's unconscious appearance, could not help but reached out and stroked his pale face and face. It was all cold sweat, and I was going to wipe it with a handkerchief, only to find out that he was holding my sleeves all the time.

This looks like he was a kid.

The child with thin cheeks and big, dark eyes, always held my sleeves, no matter where he went, he followed me like a ghost.

At first, I just thought he was cute and somewhat ridiculous.

Later, he gradually became impatient.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I saw that he was also standing by the bed, holding my corner of the clothes, and staring at me with those dark eyes, only feeling fear, there was no light in those eyes, only thick Thick black, like a bottomless abyss, wants to absorb human souls.

I just want to avoid him, I just want to stay away from him.

But now ...

How long can he still look at me like that?

How long can I hold my clothes like this?

Can you protect me for anything, for how long?

Tears rolled down and fell on his cheeks, as if feeling the temperature of the tears, he shuddered slightly, but still didn't wake up, and I leaned down and leaned against his pillow, Just stay with him.

One night passed.

Sitting on my knees by the bed for a whole night like this, I slowly woke up from the soreness coming from my body. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that those dark eyes that looked exactly like the dream were looking at me.

I was sober suddenly sober.

Qingchen didn't know when he was awake, but he was still lying on the bed, just looking at me like this, the light in his eyes and the smile on the corner of his mouth were full of satisfaction.

I hurriedly said, "You're awake!"

He looked at me for a long time before whispering, "Sister kept me all night."

"..."

"Are you worried about me?"

The tone of his speech and the look in my eyes were really the same as the child in the past.

I was taken aback by his appearance, his chest banged, but calmed down, still quietly: "You're fine, yesterday, it really scared me."

He looked at me for a while and said, "I knew this would make my sister care about me so much, and I would have been sick early."

"Don't bullshit!"

I yelled at him and thought of those words from Yao Yao last night, I couldn't help but my eyes became red again.

He looked at me, but smiled calmly and said, "Sister don't worry, I know my own body."

"..."

"No matter what, I will protect my sister and keep my sister."

"..."

I just felt that my nose was sore again, and almost came to tears. I could only bear it for myself, and swallowed the uncomfortable one. Then I asked softly, "You have n’t eaten since last night. I keep the kitchen ready. "

"Yes," he said, and then said, "but I'm out of energy."

"..."

Something came and was placed on the little table next to the bed. I helped him to sit up. I still sat by the bed and let him lean on. I felt him leaning on my shoulder and took a deep breath. I smiled very contently. I was a little shuddering, but I was still patient, and I blew the chicken congee, which was so thin, and sent it to his mouth.

It was obedient to eat, and after a while, after eating a small bowl, he refused to eat it, leaning on my shoulder and panting, I took a handkerchief and gently wiped the soup from his mouth.

"Should you rest for a while?"

"No need. People get more rest and they become rigid."

"..."

"I'll get up in a moment, and I have paperwork to write."

I remember that he told Pei Yuanzhang last night that both of them had to write the paperwork in person. It seems that there was something about moving the migrants into the land of Shu. Only in the paperwork, only them Only two people can know.

I frowned and whispered softly, "Light dust, what you said before, is this the catastrophe facing Xichuan? Is this Xichuan no one?"

He looked up at me: "What does your sister think?"

"I have been back several times. Although I haven't traveled all over the country, there are several places I saw along the way, including big cities and small towns. There are no sparsely populated people. Why do you want him to relocate to Shu?

"..."

He was silent and just rubbed my shoulder with his cheek.

Even though this is my younger brother, this posture and feeling still make me a bit inappropriate. I looked at him stiffly, "You don't intend to tell me, do you?"

He looked up: "The matter has been resolved, my sister no longer has to worry about it."

"..."

"Just leave this to me."

It seems that I really do not intend to say.

I thought for a while and then said, "The first batch of 400,000, is there any more?"

"There are three more batches, a total of one million."

"so much?"

"Ok."

"I don't think it's that easy to complete. Although it's very easy to move people into Xichuan now that they are fighting outside, Pei Yuanzhang has already lost his control of the Central Plains and has to move so many people. When he enters the land of Shu, at least he has to wait for the war to end, after he has regained the imperial power. "

"I know."

"But you need to know that what he implemented in the Central Plains was the policy of spreading acres into acres. After the war, there will be many unowned wasteland, and people will rush to ask for it; and Shu land, it was very clear when talking a few days ago The tax system has no advantage over the outside. The common people are not fools. They may enter Sichuan to avoid the flames of war, but once the war is over, they will naturally leave. "

Qingchen said: "So we have an agreement."

"..."

"All people moving into Xichuan must have their household registration nailed down. Within 30 years, no people can move out of Shu land."

"He agrees?"

"Ok."

I frowned and fell into thought.

After the war, the land is cheap, and people will become a very scarce resource, because there are countless deaths and injuries in the war, the more such a large-scale war, the less you can survive, at that time-if you really win, Having regained the imperial power and regained control of the Central Plains, I am afraid that Pei Yuanzhang himself has to worry about who to cultivate so much land in the Central Plains.

But now he has promised to move one million people into the Shu land, and he cannot move out within thirty years.

Although the Yan family and Nishikawa sacrificed a lot, he also suffered a major bleeding.

I thought about it for a while and asked, "Then he-what did he ask us for?"