Love on the Pillow: Pampering the Unscrupulous Queen

Chapter 31

The Taoist temple is surrounded by a yellow wall with several diamond-shaped windows on it.

A few rows of wooden houses were temporarily built in the large empty space in the middle of the Taoist temple. There are Datong shops inside, but the inside is quite clean and tidy.

In a small hall in the middle, there is a statue of Sanqing Daozun in it, and a circle of tower incense is burning in front of it.

Behind is a small yard, the left side of the yard is the kitchen, the back is Qiushuidaochang's room, and a row of side rooms on the right is used to store food and other items sent by Feng Jun.The guards also slept in the wing room, and at the same time they were convenient to watch the food.

"Currently, there are 370 or six refugees in this Taoist temple. Although everyone is picking wild vegetables and hunting to open up wasteland, they can't quench their thirst. For a long time after the beginning of spring, I'm afraid the prince and princess will need to generously donate their money." Qiushui Taoist chief While speaking, he asked Su Qing and Feng Jun to sit down.

Su Qing looked at him, and said calmly after a while: "Even if we open up wasteland and farm, I'm afraid these lands can't support hundreds of people, right?"

Upon hearing this, Taoist Qiushui smiled calmly: "So, I hope His Highness the Crown Prince will think of a way."

Feng Jun looked at him, and after a while grabbed Su Qing's hand: "Just ask Xiao Lier."

Priest Qiushui suddenly had a crack in his smiling expression. He glanced at Feng Jun with a stiff expression, then turned his head to look at Zhou Ping who had been standing quietly beside him: "I seem to have heard that His Royal Highness was poisoned and injured..."

Zhou Ping nodded slowly.

Director Qiushui got up with a dignified expression: "His Royal Highness, can I ask Pindao to feel your pulse?"

Feng Jun looked at Su Qing with some hesitation, but Su Qing's eyes lit up: "Master Qiu Shui also knows how to distort yellow?"

Qiu Shui laughed dryly when he heard the words, and nodded in a rare bit of embarrassment: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. Before entering Taoism, I studied under the genius doctor Sai Hua Tuo, and I still have a little research on medicine."

Su Qing immediately took Feng Jun's hand and handed it over: "Then I will trouble Master Qiushui to diagnose the prince's pulse and see if there is any way?"

Priest Qiushui immediately stretched out his fingers to rest on Feng Jun's wrist, and after a while, he looked at Feng Jun with an inscrutable expression, and then shook his head.

"Taoist?" Su Qing stood up nervously, her voice trembling a little.

Feng Jun's handsome face next to her twisted slightly, and she gave Director Qiu Shui a warning look.

"Ahem, the residual poison in the crown prince's body is still unclear, and it may take some time to completely remove the residual poison." Qiushui Taoist said slowly, "But if His Royal Highness can donate some incense money to our Taoist temple, poor Taoist priest Instead, I can bother to prepare a few pills for His Royal Highness to detoxify."

"I don't know how much incense money Guiguan needs?" Su Qing hurriedly asked.

Qiu Shui smiled like a fox who stole a chicken: "Well, not much, it's all up to the princess' wish."

"Servant, donate 2000 taels of silver to the master." Su Qing said without hesitation.

The waiter responded, and stuffed the four bank notes he was carrying into the dilapidated merit box in front of the statue of Daoist Sanqing.

"Immeasurable Life Buddha, the princess has a heart of compassion and kindness, and I respect you." Taoist Qiushui bowed with a smile, then took a rough porcelain teacup from the table in front of him, and poured some more from the teapot with a hole missing. Put the whitish tea into the porcelain cup, "Crown Princess, please drink some tea first, and Pindao will take the Crown Prince to the backyard for acupuncture and detoxification."

"Then the Taoist priest will be troublesome." Su Qing took the teacup and put it on the table, and said sincerely.

After Qiuyang Daoist entered the backyard with Feng Jun, who had a gloomy face, the waiter standing beside him pushed away the teacup on the table with disgust: "Miss, wait a moment, this servant will bring us here I'll make some tea for you."

Su Qing raised her hand slightly: "No need, I'm not thirsty now. But the snacks and preserved fruits you brought, you go and distribute them to those children."

The waiter glanced at the group of children who were poking their heads outside the gate, and nodded after a while: "Understood, servant girl will go now."

The waiter distributed the small packets of snacks and candied fruits to the group of children. The children looked at Su Qing shyly, and took a while before picking up the things and leaving in a hurry.

"Puff ha ha ha..." As soon as the door was closed, Priest Qiu Shui couldn't help laughing wildly, and then immediately restrained himself a little after seeing Feng Jun's icy eyes, shrinking his cheeks and looking around.

"How's the situation?" Feng Jun asked coldly.

After hearing this, Taoist Qiushui also became serious and said, "Your Highness, there are nearly 3 disaster victims who traveled from the north to the south, but a large part of them died on the way. What the poor Taoist is worried about is that after so many people die, I am afraid that there will be a lot of people. There is a disease."

Feng Jun frowned slightly, but didn't speak.

"These people in the Taoist temple have already been trained, and when they arrive in various places, they will definitely be excellent masters. Your Highness can rest assured about this, and there is no need to doubt their loyalty to His Highness." Taoist Qiushui said, He frowned again, "It's just that the Wang family and his son have brought people to drive away the victims thirty miles away, so they are afraid that the news of the snow disaster in the north will reach the emperor's ears."

Feng Jun sneered: "You are self-inflicted, you can't live. I think you should know what to do."

"When is His Royal Highness going to make a move?" Qiu Shui asked in a deep voice.

Feng Jun glanced at the sky, and said calmly: "The fifteenth day of next month is Prime Minister Wang's birthday. I will find a way to send his son to prison in advance."

Priest Qiushui nodded: "If that's the case, it will be much easier to handle over there. It's just that a Prime Minister Wang, Han Shangshu and Li Guogong have been tripped up, Your Highness..."

"I'm not in a hurry, let's clean them up one by one." Feng Jun smiled faintly, but her deep eyes were filled with indifference and coldness.

"By the way, Pindao wants to know when His Royal Highness's dementia will be cured? If you inform him in advance, then Pindao will be prepared." Taoist Qiushui asked again with a smile.

Feng Jun looked at him coldly: "Why don't I tell you when the head on your shoulders will fall off."

"There is no need to bother His Royal Highness, the poor Taoist knows how to read a picture, and every time he looks at himself in the mirror is a sign of longevity, he will live a long life." Qiu Shui said with a smile, "Your Highness, although this trick can confuse the emperor and the noble concubine. The Fourth Prince and others, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to the Crown Princess later on."

Feng Jun got up: "I don't need to worry about this, you just need to train this group of people, and send them to all over the country after the beginning of spring."

Director Qiu Shui nodded: "Naturally."

"Crown princess, the food and other things sent this time can last for half a month for the people here. The things to keep out the cold have also been distributed, and everything has been arranged." Zhou Ping entered the side hall of the Taoist temple and reported back.

Hearing this, Su Qing frowned slightly: "Then half a month later, won't someone send it over again?"

Zhou Ping replied: "There is no need to worry about this. The prince has already arranged the whereabouts of these people before he was assassinated. At that time, Taoist Qiushui will send them away."

"His Royal Highness is quite far-sighted." The servant next to him felt a little emotional.

Su Qing glanced at the group of refugees outside again, and then looked away without a trace after a while.

(End of this chapter)