Concubine Yun knelt down and continued reading at the small table, as if nothing had happened.
Zhao An sat next to her, holding his chin and looking at her steadily. She had no intention of paying attention.
After a long time, she suddenly put down the book and said, "Can you write a poem for me?"
"immediately."
Zhao An grabbed a pen and paper.
"Slender clouds make tricks, flying clouds convey hatred, and silver men travel far away in secret."
"When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world."
…
"If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?"
Concubine Yun looked at the rice paper steadily, her heart unable to calm down for a long time.
What kind of talent does it take to write such a masterpiece, or can you just pick it up at your fingertips...
"Like it?"
Zhao An asked with a smile. Concubine Yun held the rice paper in her arms and glanced at her with big watery eyes. She was half complicated and half weird, "Do you like to write poems to please girls when you are away?"
"Absolutely not!"
Zhao An was even more wronged than Dou E. He didn't write many poems in total, and they all happened for a reason.
"That's all, it has nothing to do with me. I like this poem very much."
Concubine Yun looked indifferent on the surface, but Zhao An could clearly see a smile on her lips. After all, she came from a scholarly family, so how could she not love quatrains.
Zhao An was too embarrassed to disturb her anymore and left Tianyun Court in dejection.
She is not just a casual person, the relationship between the two parties is just a cooperative relationship. Today, she is actually used as a tool to vent her sexual desires. It is really inappropriate.
But I didn't want to go to Wang Qinglian. That woman looked elegant, but she was actually the same kind of person as Chen Yuru. I really didn't want to touch her unless I had to!
Disaster relief continues.
Cui Shixiang set up a merit monument and recruited many wealthy businessmen in the name of agency, with enough food and grass to provide relief for ten days.
The empress was happy, but someone made a fuss.
This time Chen Guogong did not come forward, but the Ministry of Revenue took the lead. A large number of officials from Wuyangyang poured into the imperial study room to meet the emperor.
"Your Majesty! The Cui family has no agenda, and they actually raise food and grass privately among the people."
"Yes, Your Majesty, disaster relief is a matter for the imperial court. Because of the intervention of the young master of the Cui family, the price of food in the capital is still rising, and there are many complaints from the people in the capital."
"I suggest that the victims be driven away from the capital to avoid damaging the state."
Each of the officials' advice was more outrageous than the last.
The empress' face was livid with anger, and the Great Summer Dragon Bird at her hand was ready to move.
But the officials were not afraid of her at all, and the entire imperial study became a vegetable market.
"Have you said enough! The Holy Sect also provides disaster relief for the sake of the peace of the court. This is also my idea!"
The empress couldn't help but ask the imperial guards to drive them away.
All the officials were driven out of the royal study, and they all sneered and walked away.
Zhao An stood behind the empress and yawned repeatedly, "The officials will not let you go. They will come to harass you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
"You bastard, do you think I'm a weakling?"
"Is not it?"
"you……"
"I guess Duke Chen will use thunderous means next."
Zhao An fought against Chen Guogong several times and had a rough prediction of his actions. If his guess was correct, no one would provide food to Cui Shixiang in the future.
Sure enough, it was just one afternoon.
Que'er brought news that some wealthy businessmen who had originally intended to be agents suddenly canceled their invitations to Cui Shixiang.
Obviously he was under pressure from the Chen family.
At present, the supply of food and grass is still a big problem because the victims are still gathering.
The empress was worried, and although she was happy to confront Chen Guogong in the court, she would have no chance if the price of food did not drop and the victims were uneasy before the Holy Sect arrived.
"You bastard, you're still sleeping! Here's the promise you made to me!"
The empress likes to kick people when she is angry. Zhao An accidentally kicked him twice, rubbed his butt and grinned, "Your Majesty, if you are too anxious to eat hot tofu, please just be relieved."
"How can I feel relieved?"
The empress became more and more anxious, like an ant on a hot pot.
Seeing her silly look, Zhao An happily asked Xiao Shunzi to make a bowl of jelly to dispel her anger.
The empress had no appetite at all.
She didn't want to eat, but Zhao An was not polite at all. He sat on the dragon chair with a bowl and hummed a tune.
After a moment, a figure flickered inside the screen, and a voice came from inside, "Your Majesty, hundreds of officials have gathered at the Duke's Mansion."
"I know, write me a list."
"Here."
Secret guards come and go.
At this moment, Qian Yu's close confidant suddenly arrived and handed a memorial to the empress.
She couldn't wait to grab it and was stunned when she saw the content.
"Preparations for Daxia Guojian No. 1 are completed? What do you mean?"
"You'll know later."
After Zhao An finished eating the jelly, he stuck out his tongue and licked the bottom of the bowl, which made the empress feel disgusted.
For some reason, when she saw this strange memorial, her restless mood suddenly calmed down a lot, and she felt a sense of unexplained severity.
In addition, Qian Yu followed Zhao An's request and started the disaster relief work on the third day. Instead of providing free food, he asked the refugees to contribute to construction in an open land twenty miles away from the capital.
The collection of corvees has been a top priority in all dynasties. She did not remember that she had issued a document to collect corvees. Tomorrow Qianyu would definitely be impeached by hundreds of officials.
Zhao An smiled and said: "This is called work-for-relief. It allows me to spend money to support the refugees. I can dream and work whenever I want to eat."
The empress was stunned.
This was the first time she had heard of the concept of work-for-relief, and it seemed completely different from corvee labor.
Zhao An had to explain the pros and cons to her, and the empress cheered her loudly at the end.
In the next three days, as Zhao An expected, hundreds of officials came to impeach Qian Yu. The empress gradually became numb from her initial anger, and she just practiced Tai Chi anyway.
One day at noon.
The eldest son invited officials and wealthy businessmen to a banquet in the name of his father.
In name, it is to gather grain from Gyeonggi and stabilize grain prices.
Everyone present is a thousand-year-old fox. How could they not understand that the Chen family stood up to fight against the imperial power, and they didn't mind trying to follow the dragon's example.
A small banquet directly drained the hidden grain of the capital, and with several large granaries, 80% of the grain of the important town of the capital fell into Chen Yuan's hands.
"Thank you for your generous help. On behalf of the people of the world, Mr. Chen would like to toast you all for this disaster relief."
Chen Yuanhao was furious.
The crowd was bustling and there was a constant flow of complimentary words.
After the Holy Gate entered the capital, the emperor secretly competed with Chen Guogong. Now 80% of the food was controlled by the Chen family, and wealthy families from other places were warned not to send food to the capital.
As long as the Holy Sect arrives in a while, and the Chen family releases food and publicizes it, everything will fall into place. The imperial authority will fall to the bottom, and it will be the best time for rebellion. When the time comes, a call will be answered!
"Something happened to the eldest son!"
Suddenly a diner stumbled over.
There was a pause in the noise, and Chen Yuan was displeased: "How unbecoming is it to be so flustered?"
"Eldest Young Master, come out, something big has happened! Food, Qianyu has stored up more than ten warehouses of food!"
"What did you say!"
Chen Yuan was stunned, and the noble and wealthy people present were also stunned.
Li Ke's mother opened the door for Li Ke.
Is the food brought by the strong wind?
