​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

At the end of October in the third year of Jiachen.

After more than two months on their way, they finally arrived in Guangnan safely.

At this time, Zhao Qichen's team has been here for more than a month.

I heard that my father and mother arrived safely.

When Zhao Qichen was happy, he immediately sent someone to put them in a separate courtyard in the suburb of the city.

The temporary rental yard is not big, but it has been cleaned up, waiting for two people to come and live.

Push open the courtyard door, see the sparrow in the small courtyard, although the five internal organs are complete, should have all kinds of daily necessities.

Xia Ruqing is very happy.

But she was still a little suspicious.

"Chen'er, what's the situation in Guangnan city now?"

I should have lived in the city, but now I'm in the suburbs. I think it's inconvenient to live in the city.

Zhao Qichen hesitated for a moment or answered.

"The people in the city are still well. My son has brought enough food and grass, built a porridge shed and a medicine shed, and applied porridge and medicine every day. The situation is stable at present!"

Xia Ruqing sighed.

"It's good to be stable. I hope the natural disaster will pass soon and our people will suffer less!"

This is absolutely true.

In ancient times, there were not only advanced science and technology, but also advanced medical means, and relatively good economic foundation.

In ancient times, it was not easy for each state and county to take care of their own people's food and clothing.

It's hard for them to have enough food to support others.

Therefore, in the event of natural disasters, the national strength will be better, the National Treasury will be full, and there will be surplus grain.

If the national strength is weak and the people are hungry, it is common for them to plot rebellion and riot.

This is how many dynasties changed in history.

Fortunately, the national strength of the great Chu Dynasty is still strong, especially the big granary in the south of the Yangtze River.

After years of bumper harvests, the State Treasury has surplus grain, and their emperors can safely apply porridge and medicine here, otherwise

Once the victims rioted, the consequences would be unimaginable.

……

Zhao Qichen settled down and they left in a hurry.

Leave two people to the empty yard in a daze.

As it was getting late, Zhao Junyao's cough got worse.

Xia Ruqing was very worried. She asked someone to cook a medicinal diet to remove dampness, and then she cooked a good medicine for him.

She carefully brought the medicine bowl to his bed and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

It was not until she saw Zhao Junyao drink the medicine in the bowl with her own eyes that she was completely relieved.

"Can you do this?"

"Not really. Let's go!"

"I think chen'er can do it alone! What do you say you're old enough to join in? "

Zhao Junyao put down the medicine bowl.

While turning over the information in hand, he gave her a light glance.

"What do you know?"

"It's hard to see a disaster in Guangnan in a hundred years, and the situation here has always been complicated!"

"If only the local people are good, the most important thing is that it's near the sea..."

Linhai means that outsiders will seize the opportunity to make trouble, but also means that the whole people of Guangnan are in crisis.

Once the people who want to start a war, the common people are the first to suffer.

The common people are suffering from the disaster. If the people who want to do something stir up again and collude with each other, Jiangnan will be in danger. Maybe even the great Chu Dynasty

He did not forget that the Nanyang Kingdom, Luzon Island and Zhao Junqi conspired against each other!

Zhao Junyao squinted. He would never allow such incidents to happen again.

Xia Ruqing also thought of what happened in those years, and said nothing more, but worried more about his health.

She couldn't do anything for him.

Only bored to pick up a small scissors, pick in front of the lights to light up some, so that he read not so eye injury.

……

In the dead of night, there was only the rustle of wind, the sound of leaves and the sound of turning books in the small courtyard.

Xia Ruqing was waiting with her face at the beginning.

Finally, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep with my head tilted.

Zhao Junyao shook his head helplessly, got up and wrapped her in a blanket and carried her to the bed.

She's losing weight again.

Since she came to Guangnan, she is not acclimatized, often sweats and has a poor diet.

Half a month in Jiangnan, it's easy to gain weight. I'm afraid one or two catties will fall off again, even worse.

He was worried, and his frown deepened a little.

Sighed, tucked in the quilt for her, and continued to look at the information.

He needs to solve the problem quickly, and then take her away quickly.

I hope I can catch up with her to leave, I hope... I can accompany her more time.

……

When Zhao Junyao was worried here, Zhao Qichen was no better.

He lives in the city.

The reason why the emperor and empress were arranged outside the city was that the city was too chaotic.

The people outside the city suffered disaster.

In order to survive, in order to beg for food, but also to ensure that the next will not be attacked again by the storm at any time.

They can only leave the original small mountain village and fishing village and rush into the city.

Why not have porridge and medicine provided by the imperial court?

But

Victims are always victims.

They came unarmed, with nothing and shabby clothes. They looked more like refugees.

The so-called barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, and they are not afraid of making trouble.

After entering the city, they ate, took and robbed. It turned out that they robbed all the people in the city of any surplus grain.

When Zhao Qichen arrived at Guangnan City, it was already surrounded by tragedies.

At first, they would kill for half a bag of rice.

In the end, there was a sharp decrease in the amount of grain in the city, and half a piece of pancake could also kill people.

If Zhao Qichen comes half a month late, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Even if the imperial court began to make porridge later, the refugees in the city still needed to be suppressed by soldiers in the future.

A little slack, they'll kill.

In this regard, Zhao Qichen was extremely helpless, but had to do something for him.

If you didn't see it with your own eyes.

He could not imagine that the soldiers of his country would one day point their swords and spears at their own people.

But that's what happened, and he had to accept it.

……

same night.

Zhao Qichen came back from the suburban courtyard to deal with things until late at night.

He was still not half sleepy when he was lying on the bed with his clothes and washing in the third shift.

After tossing and turning for thousands of times, he had no choice but to get up.

"Li Deming!"

"The slave is here!"

Li Deming holds two panda eyes and tries his best to pretend his spirit.

Zhao Qichen didn't have time to pay attention to him. He just gave orders.

"Bring me the fold presented by some doctors during the day!"

He also suddenly remembered that this morning, several doctors jointly handed over a fold, saying that there was something important to start.

At that time, he forgot something else. Now that he can't sleep, he just remembers it.

It's better to get up and do it.

Li Deming had a heart to persuade the emperor to take a rest earlier. You can see the emperor's black face.

He swallowed again and turned to take the fold.