Help!The god of war is in love with me

Chapter 93 I Want To Do Something For Them
When these people heard that food was more effective than anything, they quickly surrounded her, and she picked up a pen and dipped it in ink.

"What's your name? What are you good at?"

"Bai Qi, originally the embroiderer of the Bai family, was exiled here because of the disaster of the Bai family."

Shen Zhiyue said, "Next."

Yu Qing handed her a bowl of porridge and steamed buns. The people behind saw that this question was not difficult for others.

Shen Zhiyue rubbed her sore hands from time to time, Bai Mingyu saw it, walked over and grabbed her hand: "This king is here."

She is usually used to holding oil-based pens, but suddenly she is not used to holding a brush. The soreness of her hands will affect the progress, and there are still many people waiting to eat.

They worked all night, after the food was distributed, they also got their materials. Most of these people were poor people. Except for the old and helpless, the rest of them had more or less skills.

Some of them belonged to the Escort Bureau, and she planned to arrange them in the Fanghua Restaurant. They were good enough to guard the gate.

There are quite a lot of women who can embroider. They come from all over the world, and they are good at different styles. Shen Zhiyue sorts them out.

"Bai Mingyu, do you have an embroidery workshop under your name?"

"Aunt Qing is in charge of most of the business." He didn't know very well.

"It's a good thing that the shopkeeper of the Youth Restaurant is reliable, otherwise, I would have swallowed up your property in minutes with your hands-off shopkeeper." Shen Zhiyue shook her head helplessly.

Bai Mingyu couldn't deny this, it was really thanks to Aunt Qing these years, otherwise he probably wouldn't have had so much energy to take care of the shop.

Bai Mingyu took down the pen in her hand: "You haven't eaten anything today, so eat something first."

"No, these statistics are calculated tonight, and they can be implemented tomorrow. I'll eat after I'm done."

She has always wanted to do something for these poor people, and now that she finally has the opportunity, she will definitely do it well.

Bai Mingyu held her hand: "You can do things anytime, but if you don't eat, your body will collapse."

"This sentence is suitable for you. Listen to Yu Cong, you are running outside all day, we are half a catty, don't talk about anyone, hurry up and sort out these things, tomorrow we will go to Aunt Qing."

Bai Mingyu originally wanted to persuade her to eat something, but he didn't expect that he would take the lead in refusing to eat, and suddenly he had no position to persuade her.

They put the food aside, and the two got busy in an orderly manner. It took several hours to sort out the information of these people, and she couldn't help stretching.

Bai Mingyu brought the food to the table, only to realize that it was already cold: "Yu Cong."

Yu Cong fell asleep with his head lightly leaning on the door panel. Hearing the voice of the prince, he immediately regained his energy and walked in with his sword in his arms.

"My lord!"

Shen Zhiyue picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, but there was no deterioration: "It's very late, let them rest, it's good to have some cold dishes on such a hot day."

Bai Mingyu has been marching and fighting all year round, and has eaten everything from birds and beasts, so he has not paid much attention to the food itself. She doesn't mind, so there is no need to heat it up.

He waved his sleeves, indicating that Yu Cong could go out, Yu Cong was still a little messed up, seeing that the prince didn't have any orders, he went back to the door and continued to sleep.

Bai Mingyu put vegetables into her bowl: "Yue'er, eat more."

Shen Zhiyue picked up the bowl and ate it, she was really hungry, she ate it, and soon the bowl of rice was empty, the two of them emptied the dishes one after another, both of them were very full.

She poured a cup of tea and drank it: "Let's go to bed quickly, we have to go to Fanghua Restaurant tomorrow."

Shen Zhiyue just took a sip, put down the cup, and walked towards the wooden bed with her hands raised.

Seeing her anxious appearance, Bai Mingyu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and her breathing became a bit short of breath. After Shen Zhiyue lay down, she rolled over and touched the jade pillow and fell asleep.

He stared at her back sideways, approached her body, put his arms around her waist, and made an inch of it. He pressed against her back and wanted to ask if they could have sex, but he heard her even breathing.

Only then did he realize that what Yue'er said about sleeping was really just sleeping.

It was dawn, Yu Cong saw that it was morning time, and immediately prepared to prepare face wash water, Bai Mingyu changed into court clothes and came out, Yu Cong handed the face towel and handkerchief tacitly.

Since the prince married the young lady, the prince's room cannot be entered casually, this is what the concubine told him.

Bai Mingyu walked into the resplendent and resplendent hall, and in the center there was a domineering leading chair facing outwards, making the whole hall look majestic and sacred.

The emperor appeared and sat on the dragon chair, and all the officials worshiped. The little eunuch beside him shouted in a shrill voice: "If there is something to do, we will leave the court if there is nothing to do."

The ministers stepped forward one after another: "Return to the emperor, the neighboring countries have recently fought wars, and a large number of refugees from neighboring countries have poured into the capital, and there is no shelter for the time being."

"Recently, the refugee incident has given me a headache. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Our country has been fighting everywhere in the early years, and the treasury has long been empty. It is really impossible to take in these refugees. I believe that they can be driven out by force."

"No, this neighboring country and the Dashuo country have always been friendly. If the emperor uses force to drive out their people, it will not mean tearing up the three chapters of the peace treaty law."

The emperor felt that what he said made sense: "The two love ministers have unique analysis of the problem. How can we handle this matter well?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire hall was silent, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and really couldn't think of any better way to solve it.

Bai Mingyu saw that they had finished talking, so it was his turn to say: "Returning to the emperor, I think that most of the capital is engaged in business, why not arrange these refugees into various shops in the form of job hunting."

Everyone began to discuss: "Nan Wang, this number is quite a lot, can the capital really accommodate so many people?"

"You can control food and housing, stabilize these refugees first, as for wages, rely on personal ability." Bai Mingyu said,

The emperor listened with some interest: "Brother Wang, continue talking."

"Most of the slaves in the capital are provided with food and lodging, and they are paid monthly. If you only care about food and lodging, first stabilize the food and clothing of the refugees, and send these people home after the war subsides."

In this way, more people can be mobilized to help these refugees find a place to live, and they can still manage their fill, which greatly reduces the pressure on their treasury.

"This method is not enough, just follow what Brother Wang said."

The ministers also felt that it was a feasible solution. At least they received the refugees from neighboring countries, which was enough face. They would not consume the national treasury, but mobilize the financial resources of the merchants in the capital.

Shen Zhiyue put the personnel list on the table: "Aunt Qing, is there an embroidery workshop under the name of the palace?"

"This business doesn't make any money. There is only one family at the moment. I plan to dismiss the embroidery girl and stop doing it,"

"This is impossible. These people only know how to do embroidery. Aunt Qing, you must have heard about the Songzi Temple. I want to do something for them." Shen Zhiyue begged.

(End of this chapter)