The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

Who could this person be? Jiang family? Xia family? Lee's? Jiang Ruan's eyes were deep and deep, I'm afraid Ye Li will not be able to get rid of this matter. The weakening of the Zhao family is what he is most happy to see.

But in this life, she came out to provide food for the Zhao family's disaster relief, Zhao Yi did not die, and the Zhao family stood well among the nobles in Beijing. Ye Li knew about this, what kind of mentality did he have?

Zhao Yi caught the group of people. No matter what, he knew that there were spies in the garrison. He turned around and told the Zhao family that the Zhao family could not be fooled easily. When they figured things out clearly, they would start to become vigilant. Ye Li wanted to strike again, but it was not so easy.

Most importantly, Jiang Ruan sighed softly. What happened back then was always a hurdle with Zhao Guang. She saved the Zhao family and Zhao Yi. I don’t know if using this as a reward for the transaction can get her into the general’s mansion. the gate. No matter what, for Jiang Xinzhi, he had to give it a try.

...

The rain is getting heavier.

The people living near the hillside suffered, and a large amount of mud poured down. The Bochang Reservoir is the largest reservoir in the capital city, and the irrigation of the farmland in central Beijing depends on water diversion here. However, the rainwater rises fiercely, and the water in the reservoir overflows, and the reservoir is also at risk of collapse. Xuanli led his men to control the water, temporarily suppressing the rising tide.

In Zhuangyuan's mansion, the young Zhuangyuan Lang stood in front of the window, watching the rain, frowning and thinking.

Mrs. Liu came in with brown sugar and ginger soup, put the bowl on the table, and seeing Liu Min like this, she sighed and said, "What kind of evil is this? I feel empathy for the sufferings of the common people. If Liu Min had not entered the court as an official, I am afraid that they would also be displaced like these common people, suffering from hunger and cold.

Liu Min patted Mrs. Liu on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "Mother, don't worry, everything will pass."

"If it wasn't for General Zhao to distribute the food for disaster relief, I don't know how many people would starve to death." Mrs. Liu sighed: "General Zhao is a good official. You can get close to him when you are in the court."

Liu Min nodded. However, if the rain keeps falling endlessly, one day Zhao Guang will spend all his money. This matter is only a solution to the urgent need, not a long-term solution. He remembered that the Eighth Prince enthusiastically asked him about the flood a few days ago, and it seemed that the Eighth Prince wanted to help curb the flood. But how can a person who really cares about the world think about everything like him.

Liu Min sighed almost invisibly, the water in the court is not shallow, only when he is in it, he knows that it is difficult to move even an inch. Whenever this time, he would think of that "confidant", if only he was here.

...

The porridge has never stopped for more than ten days, and the capital gradually calmed down. If there is any new news, it is that the city's garrison captured a group of robbers pretending to be refugees in Chongxinzhuang, east of the city. That day the city's garrison was short of men, so the garrison borrowed a group of men from Jing Zhaoyin. When they arrived at Chongxinzhuang, it was a fierce battle. They finally subdued the robbers and put them in the prison. All of them committed suicide in fear of crime.

The people in the capital clapped their hands and applauded, but at the same time they were worried. The city is so unsettled that life will be even more difficult in the future. The garrison of Beijing Zhongcheng was elated because of this matter.

In Ruan Juzhong, Jiang Ruan was leaning on the couch to embroider. In the past, because of the persecution of Zhang Lan's family in Zhuangzi, they embroidered day and night, and their hands had calluses. After living a new life, she hated the mutilated limbs and scars of the previous life and death, and she did not want to leave any scars on her body in this life, so after returning to the Chiang Mansion, she left the embroidery work aside. These days, all the dead calluses on my hands fell off, and became white and tender again, looking like the hands of a young lady, so I picked up these things again.

Luzhu came in from the outside, looked around for no one, Fang approached Jiang Ruan and whispered: "Girl, someone is here at the general's mansion, and I want to see the gruel giver."

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly: "Are you from the General's Mansion?"

"There is a seal, it doesn't look like a fake." Luzhu said: "Miss, how do I return them?"

Jiang Ruan put down the embroidery in his hands, picked up a celadon teacup on one side, stroked the edge of the teacup lightly, and said, "Let's just say that I will come to visit early in the morning."

"Girl?" Luzhu was taken aback.

Jiang Ruan said: "Go."

The Zhao family, since they made such a request, they made up their minds to see each other. Well, the day when Jiang Xinzhi returned home was getting closer and closer, and it was too difficult for her to rely on her own strength. The bargaining chip was on the bright side, and it depended on whether the Zhao family was willing to give this favor.

...

When Zhao's family in Beijing got the news, Zhao Guang's face was serious. A few days ago, Zhao Yi detained a group of refugees in Chongxin Village. According to Zhao Yi, those people were all guards with martial arts skills, and they would never be ordinary. refugees. And it is not an easy thing to think about committing suicide in the sky prison overnight. Zhao Guang can also guess who wrote it. I heard that the gates of the Eighth Prince's Mansion in Beijing have been closed recently, and it is said that a large number of guards have been executed.

The young lady that Zhao Yi mentioned, Zhao Guang and his sons all thought that the person behind the scene must be the same person who gave the porridge. If Xuanli did it, that person should be against Xuanli. Yan, also helped the Zhao family several times. It's just that everything can't be said too much now, the identity of the other party is still undecided, what if it's Xuanli's trick? They asked people to go to the porridge place and asked to see the person behind it to test, but the other party said that they would come to visit tomorrow. This kind of behavior is really unpredictable.

Zhao Yuanjia said: "Father, since that person dared to visit the house, he must have made sufficient preparations. Shall we make arrangements as well?"

"No need," Zhao Yuanping's shrewd eyes flickered in thought, and he said, "I think the other party is doing this to show that they have no malice, at least they will not conflict with us in the General's Mansion."

"Whether he has any conflicts or not," Zhao Yuanfeng said nonchalantly, "The people raised by our general's mansion are afraid of something. If it's a god or a ghost, he will be beaten up first, so he will be honest?"

"Shut up," Zhao Guang was bearded and stared at by Zhao Yuanfeng's words: "You can't grow your mother's brain? The second child is right, but in case that person is playing tricks, first put your mother Madame and Yulong are settled down."

"Second brother," Zhao Yuanfeng pushed the smartest Zhao Yuanping: "Who do you think that person is?"

"I don't know." Zhao Yuanping shook his head: "We've seen all of Dad's colleagues, it can't be one of them. Anyway, we'll know who it is tomorrow."

That night, the Zhao family did not sleep well. Early the next morning, Jiang Ruan went out in a carriage. Lin Zixiang would post posts to her every now and then, and Xia Yan had no reason to stop her if she wanted to maintain her gentle and considerate appearance. Moreover, she has been busy with Jiang Susu's affairs in the past few days. Jiang Quan's attitude has loosened, so Jiang Susu can not go to the family temple, but Jiang Susu can't sleep well for more than half a month. After seeing some doctors, Xia Yan was extremely worried.

Ever since the General's Mansion won the emperor's praise for the matter of giving out porridge, some colleagues in the officialdom were swayed by the wind, and they were crowded for a while, but today they deliberately replied to all the posts, waiting for that one person.