The Sickly Beauty Substitute Called It Quits

Subei is the collective name of several cities in the northern part of Dahuan. In the early years, Shang Junlin fought in Subei and left some people there. Later, when he returned to the capital, his focus shifted, and he did not let go completely. He arranged it in Subei.

"What's going on?" Shang Junlin did not receive news of the severe drought in Subei in the capital, otherwise, he would not be able to stay in the palace without incident.

"Mu Xi, give Lord Xun a pot of tea first." Seeing Xun Chao's busy appearance, Shen Yu was obviously rushing back all the way.

Xun Chao was indeed thirsty, so Mu Xi brought the tea over, and without shirk, he drank it all in one go, and then slowly told the story of Subei.

"Three months ago, it rarely rained in Subei, but at that time, it would occasionally rain a little. This has always been the case in Subei. For a month, without a drop of rain, the crops could not stand the drought and withered one after another. The people in Subei were short of food, and the minister had no other choice but to move a part of the military ration to help the people in emergency, and handed the imperial court a book, hoping that it would be possible. Get one or two rescues."

Subei is an important pass in the northern part of Dahuan. If there is no Subei army stationed all year round, it is easy for nomads to invade Dahuan.

However, the living environment in Subei is very harsh, with scarce rain and drought all the year round. If it weren't for the Subei army stationed there, the imperial court would allocate a batch of supplies every year, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to survive.

"I didn't receive your letter." Shang Junlin's voice was cold.

No one knows where this book of relief is now.

"The minister also guessed that the book might not be delivered, so he hurried back. The minister was not summoned to the capital, and he was punished voluntarily!" Xun Chao had followed Shang Junlin before he ascended the throne. Naturally, he knew that Shang Junlin could not ignore it. Subei, he waited for so many days without waiting for a reply from the court, there was only one possibility.

——His book was not delivered to Shang Junlin.

"Follow the power in a hurry, I will arrange someone to go to Subei, you go down to rest first." Shang Junlin knocked on the stone table.

This is what he does when he thinks.

Before Xun Chao came, he had already prepared to be questioned, and his confidants had repeatedly discouraged him not to take risks. If his book was in His Majesty's hands, but nothing happened here, his result would be nothing but a return.

Of course Xun Chao knew that he could afford it, but Subei couldn't afford it, neither the Subei army nor the people of Subei could afford it.

He took out the book that he had been carrying in his arms: "The disaster situation in Subei is all written on it."

Eunuch Meng took the book and presented it to Shang Junlin.

"I understand, Meng Chang, take Master Xun to the Western Courtyard, and don't spread the matter today."

"Slave takes orders."

"What do you think of your majesty?" Shen Yu was not in the capital at this time in his previous life, and suffered a serious illness. He didn't know much about what happened this summer. As for the book he read after his death, it was all written from Shen Qingran's perspective. The description of this time is also only of being bullied in the palace.

"Xun Chao will not use this kind of thing to deceive people. Not only Xun Chao, but also I have not received any documents from other officials in Subei. It seems that there is a big problem within Subei."

"If there is a problem with the officials in Subei, this matter is not just as simple as disaster relief."

"I will ask Yinlongwei to investigate, and the specifics will be decided when Yinlongwei returns."

Shang Junlin opened the book, and the more he looked, the tighter his brows became.

The disaster in Subei was more serious than expected.

Hungry all over the place, changing children to eat... Piece by piece, it's shocking.

Shang Junlin was holding Shen Yu when he read it, and Shen Yu happened to see the description on the excerpt. When Xun Chao wrote the excerpt, he did not put many personal emotions into it.

It is also the emotions that are leaked out when they are pressed to the extreme, which can touch people's hearts even more.

"Your Majesty, let's arrange disaster relief first." Otherwise, before the enemy comes, Subei will be defeated.

Shang Junlin already had a decision in his heart.

He put his head on Shen Yu's shoulder, tilted his head and rubbed his face against Shen Yu: "I originally wanted to have a good time with you here for a few days..."

If something like this happened, you must go back to the palace immediately. After all, there are many inconveniences in the palace.

"As long as you are with His Majesty, it will be the same everywhere." Shen Yu rubbed him back.

That night, Shang Junlin ordered to return to Beijing in advance, and the ministers also knew about Subei, and packed their belongings as quickly as possible.

Early the next morning, the mighty team returned to the capital at a faster pace.

Shen Yu sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked out. They only lived in the palace for 20 days. Now that they go back, the capital is still very hot.

After going down the mountain, the temperature gradually increased, Shen Yu changed into a thin shirt, and put a small basin of ice in the carriage, still feeling extremely hot.

Early August is one of the hottest times in Beijing.

Originally, they would stay in the palace until the end of August, and then come back when the capital is not so hot. The plan can't keep up with the changes. If such a big thing happened in Subei, they can only return to Beijing early.

The ministers did not dare to complain at all, they all knew the importance of Subei, and of course they wanted long-term stability more than temporary enjoyment.

They didn't want to experience the turbulent situation when the late emperor was in power.

The capital got the news early, and the Ministry of Household prepared disaster relief materials according to Shang Junlin's will. When the big troops returned to the capital, the Ministry of Household had already taken care of everything.

Don't look at the Ministry of Household Minister's stubbornness when the Minister of Industry and Commerce asks for money, when faced with disaster relief, no matter how much money you spend, you won't have a second opinion.

Shang Junlin summoned the courtiers to discuss matters, and Shen Yu returned to the Yuzhang Palace.

Even if the owner was not there, everything in Yuzhang Palace was the same as before, Shen Yu looked at the few potted flowers that were growing well, and sat by the window.

Has this happened in the past as well? How was it resolved in the end? In that book, everything about Shen Qingran in the palace was mentioned in one stroke, and Shen Yu could only recall the memories of his previous life over and over again.

It has been nine months since the first recovery from the serious illness. It is said that the tyrant has killed many ministers indiscriminately, and his reputation among the people has fallen one step further. What about before? The memory seems to be covered with a layer of fog, and I can't see clearly.

"Son, would you like to try the new desserts made by the small kitchen?"

Mu Xi's words pulled back Shen Yu's thoughts, and Shen Yu tilted his head to look at the colored glass bowl that Mu Xi was holding: "What is it?"

"I heard that it was inspired by Miss Shen Yue. It was made with fresh fruit and small ice cubes. Knowing that the young master likes sweetness, they also added honey to it."

Shen Yu was curious about the dessert made from ice cubes: "Bring it to me to see."

The bowl was only the size of a palm, and when it was close, Shen Yu realized that the bowl was transparent, but the color was darker, so it couldn't be seen from a distance.

"This bowl..." Shen Yu took the bowl into his hand, and his fingertips touched a piece of ice.

In the bowl are finely crushed ice cubes and various fruits cut into small pieces. Under the water droplets that are about to fall, they are bright and dripping, and they are very appetizing.

"This glazed bowl is a newly made product. It is said to be made according to the recipe given by Miss Shen Yue. The servant heard that Miss Shen Yue has a complete set of transparent and non-variegated ones, but the shape is very strange."

It is the glass that Shen Yue mentioned before.

Shen Yu took a spoonful of the fruit and put it in his mouth, the entrance was cold for a while, the deliciousness of the fruit was not reduced by a single point because of the coldness, but a different taste.

Moreover, it is cold and cold, and it is very comfortable to eat.

"It is indeed a kind of enjoyment to be able to eat such desserts in summer. You go and ask the kitchen to make more, and I will send some to Your Majesty later." Before he knew it, Shen Yu had already eaten the whole bowl, and he was still unfulfilled. It's just that he also knows that his body does not allow him to eat more.

"Yes."

After eating some iced drinks, Shen Yu's heart was not as irritable as before, so he simply took a pen and paper and drew aimlessly.

Shen Yu is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In order to better help Yue Wang in his previous life, he has learned everything he can learn.

Zhenbeihou doesn't care about his son-in-law anymore, and the children of aristocratic families still seek his master to teach him, because this involves the face of Zhenbeihou's mansion. If the aunt is unwilling in her heart, she can't go against Zhenbeihou's decision.

Later, in order to win over the hidden Confucian scholar, Shen Yu worked hard, learned all these to the extreme, lived a new life, and what he learned in the previous life is still deeply imprinted in his mind.

Birds were chirping outside the window, and the blue-clothed youth in the house sat by the window, bowing their heads and focusing on painting.

The drawing paper covered the tabletop, and Shang Junlin approached with light footsteps, not wanting to disturb this scene.

On the rice paper are large pieces of scattered peach blossoms, which seem to be out of order, but if you watch them carefully, you can see the abundance of spring in them.

"When did Your Majesty come?" Putting down the pen, Shen Yu saw Shang Junlin standing at the table, "Why didn't you call me?"

"Look at how serious you are, Ayu's peach blossoms are so beautiful." Before the ink was dry, Shang Junlin could only watch it in a flat position.

"Draw a little casually." Shen Yu rubbed his wrist and stood up, glanced at the sky, he had been painting for almost an hour.

Shang Junlin consciously came over and rubbed his wrist for Shen Yu, and he was quite handy in doing this.

"Today, the small kitchen made a new snack, and it tastes very good. Would you like to try it, Your Majesty?" Shen Yu asked Mu Xi to go to the small kitchen to get some.

Shang Junlin does not have a heavy appetite. After Shen Yu entered the palace, he followed Shen Yu to taste a lot of fresh food. He knew how powerful Shen Yu's tongue was. If he can praise him, it must be delicious.

Mu Xi brought two glass bowls, one big and one small, Shen Yu looked at the big bowl that was placed in front of Shang Junlin and the small bowl in front of him, and raised his eyebrows: "Mu Xi, isn't it bad to favor your majesty so blatantly? "

"Young master, don't make fun of the servants, Imperial Doctor Gu said, you should eat less food that is too cold." A small bowl is already the limit.

Although Shang Junlin dotes on him, it is related to the gloomy body, and he insists on principles more than anyone else.

Seeing that it was hopeless to change the small bowl to the big one, Shen Yu concentrated on eating what was in his own bowl.

Shang Junlin was amused.

"Your Majesty has been looking at me for what?" Shen Yu raised his eyes and saw that Shang Junlin had been looking at him, the fruit in the bowl had not decreased much, and sighed in his heart, he could give it to him if he didn't eat it.

Shang Junlin slowly fed a mouthful of fresh and tender pulp into his mouth, without taking his eyes off Shen Yu the whole time.

The man's eyes were burning, as if he was not eating the pulp, but some other delicious food.

The man's gaze swept across his face, and stayed on his lips for a long time. Shen Yu was seen restless by him, and the coldness in his mouth could not relieve the heat that kept coming up.

The gloomy bowl was empty, and he was disturbed by the increasingly fiery gaze, and he got up and wanted to leave.

The sudden force from his wrist dragged him back, and before he could react, the man who was holding him in his arms lowered his head and kissed him.

Something cold was poured into his mouth.

"Ayu, is it delicious?"

The author has something to say: Your Majesty: If Ayu wants to eat, he must be satisfied. As for the way to be satisfied...