The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 224
Yijun definitely remembers the bitter cold in the first winter when she came to Liangzhou. It was the first time she experienced such severe cold in the twenty years she could remember.

The dripping water in the yard turned to ice, the hot water from the kitchen was already half-cold in the main room, and a thick layer of ice formed on the window lattice, but people sitting in front of and behind the fire felt cold.

Shang Kun complained that the house in Jiedushi's mansion was too dilapidated and the wind was leaking everywhere. He had been in Liangzhou City until September, and he never thought that the weather would be so abnormal. .If I had known this before, there would still be time to order people to repair the house at that time. Now I can only let Ah Yuan suffer a little bit, endure this winter, and renovate the main courtyard of the mansion next year.

The Jiedushi mansion was unbearably cold, not to mention the ordinary Ping family, countless people died of frostbite on the road, and most of the foals and calves born this winter in the horse farms and pastures did not survive.The ground is so hard that it can make a sound when you poke your head down, and piles of dead bodies are thrown in a small valley and wait for the next spring to be buried again.

In the name of Yijun, Shang Kun opened a porridge shop in Liangzhou city to give alms. He got up early to digest snow water in a big iron pot five feet wide, and boiled a big pot full of gruel. In less than a quarter of an hour, he was swarmed by hungry people All in one go.

The first time Yijun gave out the first three bowls of porridge, the monk Shang Kun took out the first three bowls. The dark crowd in front of them just stared at the porridge bowls with green light in their eyes. shed.

"Hexi Mansion doesn't have a lot of food. Liangzhou and Ganzhou each set up a porridge shed, which is used twice a day. Half of the food storage will be consumed in one winter. There are also a group of soldiers in the camp waiting to eat, and neither end can be left behind. .”

Shang Kun only spoke half of what he said, and the point in the army was the point.A small half of the guard battalion were recruited captives, rogues, and mixed-race children with Turkic blood. They were able to maintain peace with food and drink offerings. Once they lacked clothes and clothes, these sergeants were likely to mutiny.

If the army is unstable, how can we talk about governing the people? !
Moreover, the heavy snow road is difficult to travel, and the transportation of grain from Guanzhong will have to wait until the next year. This winter is still difficult for Shangkun and the Hexi prefectures.

"Send all the grain harvested from my thousand acres of land."

Yijun suddenly felt that he was a rich man, with thousands of acres of fertile land!An ordinary family with ten acres of land can be ranked as a wealthy family. This is the share that the eldest princess gave to a concubine with a wave. Who knows how much private wealth she saved for Shang Kun.

Seeing Ah Yuan's eyeballs rolling, Shang Kun kissed the corner of her mouth and asked, "What the hell are you planning again? Don't worry, all the good things from grandma will be left to you when the time comes. The private courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing, the one in Luoyang The big house, fertile land, and countless gold, silver and jewels should be piled up in your house."

Yijun heard the teasing meaning in his words, and said dissatisfiedly, "You want to smash me to death with those things? Pile up a house, why don't you say that you will follow the example of Emperor Wu of Han and build me a house of gold bricks and jade tiles. Order some jade cabbage golden steamed buns, and you will be full, why use whole grains."

Shang Kun hugged her and laughed, and said, "My Ah Yuan doesn't care about those dead things the most. The harvest of a thousand acres of fertile land is donated to the victims of the disaster. It's all because of my thoughts. Grandma will keep private property in the future." We didn't accept it, and she gave it to someone else."

"Take less, if you don't want it, the Eldest Princess will definitely be angry." Yijun became a money fanatic, so he gave advice to Shang Kun.

Shang Kun laughed so hard that his stomach ached, and he put all the troubles that had been in his mind for the past few days to the back of his mind, and said that if Princess Jinyang knew that Yi Jun planned her so much, she would be ashamed of her anger.

Asking for gold and silver is all a naughty joke, Yijun sticks to his belly and whispers, "I don't see anything else, I just want to ask the eldest princess for a treasure, begging her to give the precious golden grandson to him." I."

"Here." Shang Kun cupped her small face and kissed it, and said, "I've always belonged to you, so I don't need grandma to say goodbye. I ran into Ah Yuan's pocket by myself."

After Yijun finished speaking, he tied his pockets tightly to prevent him from running away. The two clinged for a while, but the man got up and wanted to leave the city.She grabbed his robe and refused to let him go, pretending that she was not feeling well.

Complacent and helpless, Shang Kun gently pushed her fingers away, "Hey, I'm going to patrol the Subei Camp, and I'm not allowed to come back for seven or eight days. You close the door at home and don't see anyone."

Yijun lets go of his hand angrily, she can't delay his business, the silence in her eyes can't escape Shang Kun's careful observation, the person who went out turned back, gently took her into his arms, and said some trivial words.

"I'll bring Zijun with me when I go back, and let him stay in the Subei camp for a long time. Don't worry, it's okay for a man to make achievements without suffering. Don't sulk at home, and have nothing to do with your grandmother and mother. Write a letter, put it in the mansion newspaper and send it to Beijing.”

(End of this chapter)