After finally surviving a long night, when the sun jumped out of the ground, the migrant workers rubbed their eyes and endured the pain all over their bodies as they walked out of the cold thatched shed. What greeted them was sticky hot porridge, the kind that wouldn't fall over even if you inserted chopsticks into it. Real rice porridge!

Some people thought they had seen it wrong and blinked hard, but did not dare to take action.

After all, the official shouted angrily, "What are you looking at? Are you blind? Why don't you eat quickly and wait for me to feed you?"

Everyone had been scolded too much, so as a conditioned reflex, they each stepped forward to grab a bowl and whispered together.

"What's going on? Why are we eating thick porridge?"

"Yes, this bowl was enough to cook a pot!"

"You won't be able to bury us all alive after eating this meal, right?"

"No, no! There are so many of us, they don't dare!"

Some people are so hungry that they pour the rice porridge into their mouths without caring about how hot it is.

"No matter what, I will eat it even if it's poisonous. It's better to be a well-fed person than a starving person!"

When everyone saw that someone was taking the lead and there was no blood coming from the mouth and nose after eating, they all followed suit.

Before he could finish eating, the smell of medicine wafted out of the empty cauldron again.

Someone had the courage to come forward and ask, only to find out that the pot was actually a medicinal soup for treating wind and cold!

At this time, everyone was surprised and confused.

After just one night, how come their treatment has undergone earth-shaking changes? What went wrong, or who showed mercy?

It was only when I drank a lot of medicinal soup and started working at the construction site that someone found out the whole story.

"Have you heard? The Sixth Prince who guards the Imperial Mausoleum heard about what happened to everyone, and brought one of the most stubborn patrol censors to our construction site. After returning, the censor... I’ve read a book about those evil-hearted officials. Now there’s a new official, and this is the first thing the new official did when he took office today, so he treats us so well.”

Everyone suddenly realized and responded one after another.

"Ah, no wonder those black-hearted ghosts have disappeared today. It turns out they were punished!"

"They deserve it! Those black-hearted ghosts should be beheaded. We are so tired from working, and we have stolen all the food! There is no reason for this. Even the donkeys working in the mill need to be fed some good grass!"

"No, we are really worse than animals. No wonder the elders sighed when they heard about corvee labor!"

"It's better now, but I don't have to work hungry anymore, and I'm not afraid of dying from illness here!"

"What does the Sixth Prince look like? When I see him, I will kowtow to him! He saved our lives!"

"Yes, I also want to kowtow!"

For a time, this kind of conversation was circulated in all the construction sites, and the sixth prince, who had never been known to the common people, actually had a vague reputation.

When these migrant workers leave and return to their villages, this reputation will reach another peak...

The Sixth Prince, who was currently busy in a small courtyard in the corner of the palace, had no idea that there was such an unexpected gain.

He punishes corrupt officials and protects the people, mostly for the sake of people like Liujiacun and Zhangjiacun, because the Tai family has good relations with them and loves their houses as much as they love their families.

Xizi quietly came in from outside, carefully changed the hot tea for his master, and then took advantage of the master's break to polish his pen and said, "Master, the matter is done. Do you want to tell the Tai family?"

The sixth prince raised his head and glanced at him, and responded, "It's not for the Tai family, of course there is no need to tell." Xizi quickly lowered his head and interrupted with a smile, "Well, I just miss the hot noodle soup from the second aunt of the Tai family. I want to go there. Come, have some food and drink, and bring back some mushroom sauce for the master.

The previous jar had been eaten long ago, and the cook couldn't make it taste the same no matter how hard she tried.

"Also, the caravan from Kyoto is back and has collected a lot of valuable and valuable jewelry and trinkets. Do you want to send them to Miss Zhuzhu as well?"

Sure enough, the Sixth Prince's eyes lit up. He hesitated and took out a letter from the table and said, "Then let's go to Tai's house and give something to Zhuzhu. Also, give this letter to the old man and ask him to Help send it to the border guard camp and hand it over to the general."

Xizi's eyes rolled around and he asked in a low voice, "Sir, someone is coming from Kyoto soon. If you are communicating with the border guards at this time, if anyone knows..."

"That's why I asked Grandpa Tai to help. His family's nursing home is all veterans of the border guard army. Naturally, there are ways to see the general without alerting others." The sixth prince waved his hand and gave instructions, "Remember to cover up others' eyes and don't cause trouble to the Tai family. trouble."

"Okay, sir, don't worry." Xizi quickly took the things and went down.

At that time, the sixth prince moved to the palace from Kyoto to guard the imperial mausoleum.Outsiders knew that the emperor had given up on his son, and at the same time he was protecting his safety.

Even if someone mentioned it occasionally, they would think that the Sixth Prince was deserted and miserable in the palace.

In fact, the Sixth Prince had already used the furs and medicinal materials from the North to form a caravan, traveling between Kyoto and secretly making profits.

After many years of accumulation, the small caravan has now become a large caravan. I dare not say that it is as rich as the enemy, but it is also rich as a country.

Moreover, the caravan sent information from Kyoto back to the North. The sixth prince left Kyoto, but he still knew Kyoto well.

Just say that this time, he already knew the list of people coming to the palace in Kyoto without waiting for the official documents to arrive. Soon, the generals of the border army will also know...

In the courtyard of Tai's house, Yang Lihua was taking the women in the village to clear out the inventory of cashmere clothes.

Maybe it was because of the hot weather that cashmere clothes were popular for a while, but after all, they were temporarily unavailable, so their reputation fell silent.

But now that the weather is getting colder, whether it's the north or the southern state capital, it can be put to use immediately.It is foreseeable that the workshop will be busy again.

There are not many cashmere clothes in stock, and Yang Lihua is worried about mold, so she occasionally takes them out to blow some air and bask in the sun.

Aunt Tai San whispered to Yang Lihua while she was busy, "I don't know how long the young and old men in the village will have to stay in the mountains. It gets a lot colder in the morning and evening."

Another young daughter-in-law also secretly added, "Yes, it's wet and cold in the mountains. I'm afraid my waist and legs will hurt if I stay there for a long time!"

Before Yang Lihua could answer, Tiedan'er Niang joked, "I told you to tell me that men have suffered a lot. Don't think I don't know, these men come back every night and hug you to sleep on the hot bed!"

The little daughter-in-law immediately blushed and shouted, "Oh, my aunt has become so bad, she says everything!"

Aunt Tai San also laughed, "Just say it, who doesn't know how comfortable it is for men to sleep with each other in their arms. We all want men to come back soon, so there's nothing wrong with that."

Yang Lihua also hurriedly came to the rescue, "My third uncle and my father thought about it together and said that it will be almost done in seven or eight days.

After all, the day is getting colder and the ground is about to freeze. By then, I won’t be able to do any work and will have to leave. "

"That's true. I'm so cold that I shiver when I get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet!"

"I used to dislike the cold in the north, but now it seems that being colder is a good thing!"

"It is estimated that when all the corvee workers come back, the county government will collect grain taxes."

The women were all talking lively. (End of chapter)

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