It snowed for the first time this year in Beijing.
The snowflakes flying all over the sky were covered with white snow, and the servants in Jinjiyuan were busy sweeping away the snow early in the morning.
Ji Qin and Man Dong, who were wearing cotton-padded jackets, stood outside the door and listened carefully to what was going on inside.
When the time came, Yan Fuguang opened his eyes. After his eyes became clear, he lifted the quilt and stood up, not coveting the warmth under the quilt at all.
Lu Qing was lying on another brocade quilt on the inside. When she heard the noise, she got up. The thin pajamas could not withstand the sudden drop in temperature, and she couldn't help but tremble.
Yan Fuguang stood in front of the bed and buttoned her buttons. He caught a glimpse of her dazed look and learned that it was snowing. He said kindly, "No need to get up. I'll go to court after I've packed up. It's snowing today, so I'll take Brother Lan with me." If your son is playing in the house, don’t go out.”
Lu Qing blinked hard, regained consciousness, put on a coat and stood up, gently helping Yan Fuguang get dressed.
"I can't sleep because I'm cold, so I better get up." She turned around to get her hair crown, put it away, picked up the wooden comb and helped Yan Guang's hair.
After everything was tidied up, breakfast was also prepared in the small kitchen.
The breakfast was rich, but Lu Qing didn't have much appetite. After drinking half a bowl of porridge with Yan Fuguang, she couldn't eat anything.
Yan Fuguang pushed the shrimp dumplings toward her and said, "You've lost weight." It felt suffocating to hold it up at night.
Lu Qing paused and glanced down at his waist.
Yan Fuguang picked up a bun and asked, "Are you still drinking medicine? What did Dr. Jiang say?"
"Doctor Jiang said she would have to take it for half a year." She actually doesn't like taking medicine, but her health is important and she must follow the doctor's instructions.
Yan Fuguang nodded to himself: "Continue to drink the medicine. If you need anything, just ask. If you don't like the food, just ask someone to change it."
He prefers her to be rounder and healthier looking.
Lu Qing smiled sweetly, picked up a shrimp dumpling and put it into Yan Fuguang's bowl: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I already know that."
Guessing that Yan Fuguang didn't like her for being too thin, Lu Qing ate more at every subsequent meal.
After raising and raising him, he finally gained some more meat. When Lange'er got sick, Luqing took care of him day and night, and his chin became sharp again.
It has been snowing in the capital for almost half a month. The snow has covered most of the capital. It is completely white everywhere, making ordinary travel difficult.
Brother Lan suddenly fell ill, with a high fever that persisted and his face turned red.
It was midnight when Wu Shuang came to report, and Lu Qing almost forgot to put on his shoes and ran to the east wing.
Dr. Jiang hurried over and prescribed some medicine for the maid to cook for Brother Lan to drink.
Lu Qing squatted in front of the bed, holding Lan Ge'er's hot little hand, listening to him sobbing softly in pain, wishing she could bear it for Lan Ge'er.
"My young master is young, and it's extremely cold in the capital this year, so I have to be even more careful not to catch the cold again."
Lu Qing never left, taking care of Brother Lan. He slowly recovered after three days.
Yan Fuguang was too busy to touch the ground, and heavy snow caused disasters. Houses were frequently crushed in areas around the capital. Emperor Xihe sent his five sons and court officials to these places to provide relief.
The thick curtain of Jinxiyuan was lowered, and Ji Qin walked in and said worriedly: "It has just stopped snowing for two days, and it has started to snow again."
Mandong peeled the roasted orange and handed it to Lu Qing. After hearing this, he said: "The prince has been away from the house for half a month, and he doesn't know what is going on outside."
Heavy snow fell, the usual cheerful colors were replaced by dazzling white, and the capital was filled with a dull atmosphere.
Lu Qing glanced out the window and saw that the bamboos in the bamboo forest were also bent under the weight of snow.
A few days later, it was said that many homeless victims gathered outside the city. Emperor Xihe could only summon people overnight to build temporary residences outside the city to accommodate the victims.
Ning Huayue suggested raising money to open a porridge shed: "There has been no news from the prince for many days in order to provide disaster relief. As a member of the Jin Palace, we should follow the prince's footsteps to rescue the victims and help them overcome this difficulty."
Now many people in the capital have begun to give out porridge, and Ning Huayue is not willing to lag behind and wants to step in.
Fortunately, it is the common people who benefit in the end, and others do not care.
Chen Qingzi first expressed her position: "I agree with the princess's proposal. We can't have the prince charging outside and we hide in the yard and pretend not to know anything."
Ji Mingzhu felt uncomfortable when she thought that Yan Fuguang had never set foot in her Taoshan Courtyard again. After hearing Chen Qingzi's words, she responded positively: "I also agree to open a porridge shed in the name of Prince Jin's Palace." She would never allow Ning to do so. Hua Yue benefited alone.
Ning Huayue was being pointed out and was impatient to argue with Ji Mingzhu. She nodded: "Of course it's in the name of the palace. Let's raise money together and help as many people as we can."
After saying that, Ning Huayue waved her hand: "I will pay you two thousand taels first."
Oops! She is really generous!
Ji Mingzhu followed closely: "Whoever doesn't have two thousand taels, I will also provide two thousand taels!"
Chen Qingzi smiled: "My family is not as rich as the princess and Concubine Ji, so I will give you a thousand taels first."
This is already five thousand taels of silver. No matter how much others collect, they don't have as much money as they do.
Guan Shasha muttered: "I only have so much money every month, and I don't have that much money."
Chen Qingzi said: "It's all up to you, sisters, you can take as much as you want."
With her words, everyone felt relieved.
After returning to Jinxiyuan, Luqing asked Mandong to take the silver she had saved, add the jewelry box on her dressing table, and send it to Yihongyuan.
"You gave it all to the princess, don't you keep any for yourself?"
"It's not much, just give it to me. If you do good deeds, just treat it as a blessing for the next life."
A porridge shed was quickly set up outside the city. Ning Huayue sent people to cook and serve porridge every day. Every day, Chen Qingzi would report on the progress of the use of the money, and put the money spent by everyone on the bright side.
When Yan Fuguang returned home, the New Year was almost here.
The porridge shack outside the city has always been there, and Ning Huayue said that it would not be too late to evacuate until there are no more victims.
After learning about this incident, Yan Fuguang praised Ning Huayue for the first time: "Princess has done a good deed. When the king left the capital, she organized people in the palace to help the victims and accumulated virtues. She should set an example."
Ning Huayue couldn't control her excitement: "Your Majesty's words are serious, this is what I should do."
Yan Fuguang poured a bowl of water and said, "Ji and Chen are also considerate and helped the princess to set up the porridge shed very well. As for the others, they are also worthy of praise."
Compared with the actual money, Yan Fuguang felt that it was not painful to say a few words of praise. He was happy to inspire them and the families behind them to use money to relieve the victims in such a relaxed way.
Everyone was filled with enthusiasm by his praise, and Ning Huayue even promised that if needed again, she would definitely promise.
That night, Ning Huayue once again invited Yan Fuguang to stay at Yihongyuan.
"After a long journey, I am tired. I went to see Brother Lan as he returned to Hemingyuan."
When walking to Jinxiyuan, Yan Fuguang thought to himself that for a few thousand taels of silver, he wanted him to sell himself and have a dream.
