Empress work daily

Chapter 59
Knowing that the construction of the earth dragon was Wang Shengjun's idea, Ji Qiang was silent for a while.Linglu and the others didn't dare to joke anymore, only Shang Liujia dared to comfort in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Wang Shengjun and the others also feel sorry for you. It’s all warm and cozy, so you can concentrate on reviewing the memorial and writing big characters, right?”

"According to what you mean, I have to move?"

"No no, Your Majesty." Shang Liujia hurriedly said: "The project of this earth dragon is very small, at most three days. We can ask Huang Sheng to accompany them to rebuild the temple, and after the temple is warmed up, we will In the past, we stayed here for a few days, and when we are done here, we will come back."

It's easy to say, after all, if you don't have to move, some toss.

After all, Ji Qiang couldn't bear to shake the hearts of all his fathers, so he let them go.

The news spread to the late emperor's harem, and Huang Shengshi led the "construction team" to start construction that evening, and they were busy until late at night.After returning to Shoukang Palace, he only slept for two hours, before the chicken crowed in the world, he quickly got up again and continued to work.

Ji Qiang heard that he had worked so hard, so she couldn't help but ran to Fengsheng Hall to thank him, but she stood at the door and watched for a long time, but she couldn't find Huang Shengshi.

More than a dozen "masons" were really dressed as masons, wearing cotton-padded clothes and trousers, brown belts around their waists, and "mud"-colored cotton shoes on their feet.

One of them accidentally caught a glimpse of Ji Qiang, and immediately saluted in a panic, shouting Your Majesty, and a dozen muddy faces all turned their heads and looked at Ji Qiang.

At that moment, Ji Qiang froze in place.

One of the muddy faces suddenly smiled, showing a mouthful of big white teeth, very simple and honest, Ji Qiang concluded that this person was Huang Shengshi without a doubt.

Ji Qiang didn't stay long, put down the tea and snacks, and left after a few careful instructions. The journey was extremely heavy.

She was really wrong in the past, she regarded such simple and pure people as villains, and looked down on them from the bottom of her heart.Because she looked down upon them, when she was a child, no matter when and where she met these people, no matter how they showed her favor, she regarded them as air.I still remember that my father praised her greatly for this.

After that, she didn't take them seriously anymore.

The next day, the temple was completed.

When Ji Qiang moved there with the Four King Kongs and two large boxes, not only was the inside clean, but all the things had returned to their original places.At first glance, there is no trace of flipping at all.

Ji Qiang walked around the Fengsheng Hall but couldn't find the place where the fire was lit, so he was surprised.That being the case, where does the heat come from?
She lived in it for a long time, and she could no longer feel the chill in the room.

Later, Linglu mysteriously pointed to the waiter and asked her to guess, Ji Qiang suddenly understood.

The daily supply of tea and hot air can also be delivered to her. This project is really exquisite.

Ji Qiang decided to reward Song Gantang with something, thought for a while, and finally decided to give him an extra bowl of porridge on Laba Day.

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In a blink of an eye, when Laba arrives, Huang Shengshi's earth dragon project has been completed, and Ji Qiang moved back to Yangyuan Hall again.

She got up early that day, and led civil and military officials to sacrifice to heaven and earth in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.After the ceremony was over, they hurried to Shouan Palace to drink porridge.

Wang Shengjun was busy for three whole days, and finally cooked one hundred and eight bowls of eight-treasure porridge according to Ji Qiang's order on Laba day.

Ji Qiang didn't say a word when he arrived at Di'er, and drank the porridge first.A bowl of porridge boiled by Wang Shengjun is sweet and soft, which is refreshing.

"Your Majesty, drink slowly, be careful of burning." Wang Shengjun smiled from ear to ear when he saw Ji Qiang, with a loving face.

Holding the hot bowl in both hands, Ji Qiang carefully felt the heat from it to his palms, and thought of something, closed his eyes and took a long gulp.

Five times and three times, a bowl of porridge had bottomed out, and Ji Qiang carefully scraped the bottom of the bowl with a spoon until there was no grain of rice left.

Wang Shengjun brought another bowl, but Ji Qiang refused to drink any more, "Is the porridge for civil and military officials ready?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, everything has been boxed and ready to send." Wang Shengjun replied.

"Since that's the case, let's start giving porridge."

At the order of the monarch, Shang Liujia led dozens of palace servants to set off from Shou'an Palace with porridge boxes, and headed for the homes of the civil and military ministers.

When Ji Qiang heard that these 100 bowls of porridge consumed more than 100 catties of japonica rice alone, he felt distressed.Plus red dates, longan, lotus seeds and other things, I don't know how much money it will cost.

A bowl of porridge given by the emperor is enough for five or six people, that is to say, every year on this day, the royal family will take care of breakfast for five or six hundred people.This is just Laba. In the future, there will be vegetables on New Year's Eve, and Lantern Festival on the Lantern Festival... In the early winter, when the weather just turned cold, the inner government gave thousands of catties of charcoal as usual, and when summer comes next year, they will also give ice .

This year, from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.Even so, these are only negligible small expenses.

With so many mouths, it's not enough for her to save alone, even if she doesn't eat or drink...

Ji Qiang looked at the gloomy sky, his face became more and more gloomy.

Wang Shengjun was a little puzzled, how could a person who had a happy face while drinking porridge suddenly become depressed.He speculated cautiously for a long time, but he didn't figure it out.

Not long after, Ji Qiang turned around slowly and thanked Wang Shengjun, "Yafu has worked hard these few days!"

"These are trivial matters, and His Majesty does not need to worry about them."

"I have the audacity to want to work hard on Yafu for a few more days."

Wang Shengjun was overjoyed when he heard the words, as if he had obtained some treasure, so it didn't matter if Ji Qiang said it.

Ji Qiang pointed to the gloomy sky and said: "Look, it's going to snow again. Zhao Kun told me yesterday that half a month ago, refugees had already entered Beijing, and the number suddenly increased sharply in the past two days. Although Jingzhao Yamen has made arrangements It is still not enough to set up porridge sheds at the gates of the major cities during the day. Last night, people have already started to die..."

"At the foot of the Son of Heaven, the common people have no clothes to cover their bodies, no food to eat, not to mention the mountains are high and the roads are far away?"

The last thing Wang Shengjun wanted to see was Ji Qiang's melancholy look, so he immediately knelt down and begged for orders, "No matter what Your Majesty asks me to do, I will definitely go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate!"

"Yafu, please get up." Ji Qiang picked him up with both hands, "I want Yafu to lead the elders to set up porridge sheds in various parts of the capital to serve porridge."

"My lord, I will not disgrace my mission." Wang Shengjun responded without delay, and Ji Qiang was shocked again and again.

Let's not say that this kind of hard work is avoided by everyone, just say that their status as gold and jade, standing on the street to give porridge to the refugees, is also a hundred years.However, Ji Qiang watched Wang Shengjun's reaction without any reluctance.

Just do what you say, Wang Shengjun didn't even bother to drink porridge, and went to other palaces without stopping to inform.

Ji Qiang didn't delay here, and immediately passed Zhao Gan, explaining the porridge giving and precautions clearly, and repeatedly emphasized to ensure the safety of the holy king and the holy servants.

So, on the morning of the ninth day of the lunar new year, five or six porridge sheds suddenly appeared on the main streets of Haojing. The sheds are big, but the pot is not the most eye-catching. There is still a faint trace of green vegetables...

(End of this chapter)