The two of them tended the flowers and plants together. Shang Junlin was not interested in these at first, but he liked them sombrely. He occasionally helped him. After a few times, he also had a certain understanding of these flowers and plants.
At the beginning, he knew nothing. Shang Junlin had never done gardening work since he was so old. When he was young, he was busy surviving in the harem. When he grew up, he entered the battlefield. It is even more impossible for him to have such romantic time. When he ascended the throne, he took over the mess left by the former emperor. In addition, the foreign enemies were not eliminated at that time, and the burden of the whole Dahuan was on his shoulders. It took him almost half of his time to be busy with political affairs every day.
Afterwards, everything was back on track for Dahuan, and he had passed the age of enjoying the romance, and his life was as boring as before, until he entered the palace in depression.
It was like a stone thrown into the water, causing ripples in circles, or like a handful of bright moons, lighting up his boring life.
Like now, the two of them enjoyed this kind of leisurely life in their leisure afternoon, which Shang Junlin had never thought of before.
"Your Majesty's current method is much better than at the beginning," Shen Yu looked at "Junling" who was being taken care of by Shang Junlin, and joked, "Your Majesty seems to like this 'Junling' very much, and he will take care of it alone every time."
That's because he didn't want to be depressed to take care of the flowers and plants sent by others, otherwise he wouldn't send so many flowers and plants to Yuzhang Palace to distract depression.
"Ah Yu cares about it, so I should naturally care more about it." Shang Junlin pursed his lips.
The melancholy did not pierce his little thoughts.
"Your Majesty, do you still remember that the first time you said you wanted to help me loosen the soil for the flowers, you almost dug up the roots? I grew that pot of flowers for several days before I got it back. It's this pot." Shen Yu pointed A pot of flowers on hand.
"Remember," Shang Junlin smiled remembering what happened at that time, "I thought at the time, if this pot didn't save my life, I'll find a chance to ask you to leave, and then find a pot that is exactly the same and come back, saying it's a pot to save my life." gone."
He still remembers the gloomy look on Shen Yu's face at that moment, he doesn't want to see this look on Shen Yu's face, even if it's just a pot of flowers in his eyes, since his Ah Yu cares, he will find a way Let Ayu not be saddened by this matter.
"It turns out that His Majesty even had the worst plan in mind at that time," Shen Yu also smiled, "Your Majesty is a quick learner, and never hurt these flowers and plants again."
Shang Junlin is a person who can do everything to the extreme after making up his mind. Shen Yu witnessed him from being incapable of anything to becoming more comfortable with his own eyes. He also knew that Shang Junlin didn't want to see the flowers sent by Doctor Gu. He didn't say anything if he liked it, at most he sent a large wave of flowers and plants to share "Jun Ling's" love.
"It's also Ayu who teaches well. With a conscientious teacher like Ayu, if the students still can't learn it, they can only use the word 'stupid' to describe it." I washed my hands and dried them.
"Students have to be smart, otherwise all good teachers will be useless." Shen Yu also packed the last pot of flowers.
Shang Junlin grabbed Sullen's hand, submerged it in the water, and cleaned him up little by little: "Ah Yu, would you like to teach me some other knowledge? For example, how can students please the teacher so that the teacher can be more comfortable? I am willing to spend more time with students... "
"Your Majesty really never forgets this." Seeing that Shang Junlin's speech was getting worse and worse, he interrupted him gloomily.
The hand was imprisoned in the palm of the man, and the callused fingertips slid over the back of the hand, bringing a tingling sensation, and the depression couldn't help curling the fingers.
The soft palm was opened, and the man's well-articulated hand sank in forcefully, free from the palm to the crevice of the fingers, penetrated into the crevice of the fingers, and the ten fingers were tightly intertwined.
"Ayu, I want to kiss you." Shang Junlin stared at him with burning eyes.
"Your Majesty can kiss you if you want, um..."
The rest of the words were gagged by the man who suddenly approached.
Nibbling, licking, and kissing, the man's movements were wide open and closed as always, with a strong and depressed cooperation.
The eyes are closed, and the long eye feathers cast a shadow under the eyes, and they flap gently with the breath, like a frightened butterfly.
After the kiss was over, Shang Junlin pressed his forehead against his gloomy one, and both of them felt a little unstable.
"How did the students perform this time?" Shang Junlin smiled lowly.
The man's voice was low and trembling, and he hit Shen Yu's heart one after another, and the depression trembled even more than before.
Seeing this, Shang Junlin's eyes became darker, and he sucked his depressed lips: "Does the teacher like this student?"
"Your Majesty, um..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shang Junlin kissed him again.
"Ayu, let me build you a flower house."
Hide depression and his favorite flowers together.
Depressed and indulging in a haze, all senses were plundered, vaguely, he seemed to hear what Shang Junlin was saying, but the voice could not be heard clearly through the vast white mist.
He could only respond with nonsense syllables.
Shang Junlin hugged him even tighter.
Two days later, the imperial court issued the first decree to aid Subei.
The people in the capital have been waiting for this moment for many days, and they are sorting out their belongings one after another to see what they can donate.
Of course, Shen Yu knows that the premise of donation is not to affect the normal life of the people, but also to prevent officials from taking the opportunity to enrich their own pockets. After discussing with Shang Junlin, he decided to disclose the donation information anonymously, and inform the people of the ins and outs of each property, and the donation amount If it exceeds a certain range, officials will come to visit, and after obtaining the owner's consent, the donor's information will be disclosed to the public.
The latter is specially set for businessmen and some aristocratic families. They can choose to take this opportunity to gain a good reputation for themselves, or they can choose to donate silently. The rewards given by the imperial court to both are the same.
It is undeniable that this is a huge and cumbersome project. Fortunately, Shang Junlin has selected many useful officials through the imperial examination over the years. These people are currently not high-ranking officials, and there are not many people in the court. Most of them are still transferred. Zhong, just in time to handle this matter.
The decree was quickly sent to various places, and a special monitoring agency was set up in the court. The prime minister and the household minister were temporarily in charge, and the officials who entered the agency were mostly officials from the capital. They will take the troops to various places in Dahuan as quickly as possible to supervise donation-related matters.
At the same time, the imperial court also arranged special officials to explain the specific process of donation to the people.
Because of the disaster in Subei, the entire Great Huan started to operate vigorously.
For this operation, all the officials were anxious and looking forward to it. They couldn't find a similar precedent in the history books. If it could be successful, it would be a great pioneering work in the history books. If it couldn't...
Yan Zheng and other merchants who got the news first were the first to act. They had already prepared supplies in advance, most of them were necessities such as food, and there were also a lot of gold and silver. Under the witness of the officials sent by the court, they donated go out.
Next is the aristocratic family. After several generations of accumulation, the wealth in their hands is immeasurable.
Ordinary people can contribute as much as they can to popularize science in advance.
Shen Yu considered the possible problems and incorporated the solutions into the drama. People who have read "Return to Spring" will at least have a certain understanding of donations. In addition, there are officials watching, which greatly reduces possible problems. question.
With the cooperation of the people sent by the imperial court, the local officials also carried out the donation in an orderly manner.
The hidden dragon guards were scattered all over the place, and the news from all over the place was sent back to the capital.
Subei.
After Mr. Fang and others took a rest, they sent people to start disaster relief.
The food and other supplies they brought are enough for the time being, and Mr. Fang also got a letter from the capital, saying that the follow-up supplies will be delivered further, so he should not worry. After getting the news, Mr. Fang dared to go to the disaster relief.
The first is to help the people. Mr. Fang ordered people to give out porridge every day. People with hands and feet who can work gather together to do what they can.
Subei's geographical location is too important. If the disaster is not recovered in the past, it will be a major blow to Dahuan.
Part of the food was allocated by Mr. Fang and given to the Subei Army as military pay. After all, before the court came, the people of Subei survived on the Subei Army's military pay.
Subei is very big, Mr. Fang ignored the dissuasion of Subei officials, and led the people sent by the imperial court to start walking around to rescue the disaster.
After leaving the largest city in Subei, Mr. Fang and his party really realized how serious the disaster in Subei was.
There are people starving to death on the side of the road at any time, the grain is not harvested, and the food is changed... It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a hell on earth.
"It's so serious, why do those people still say it's okay? Is it okay? Will they admit that the disaster is serious after all the people die?"
When the younger officials saw this scene, their eyes turned red.
It is said in the book or heard from other people that no one has seen the shock with their own eyes. They lived in the city and were almost deceived by the tranquility in the city. If Mr. Fang insisted on taking them out, would they not know their own identity until they returned to Beijing? What did I do wrong
When a half-grown boy in ragged clothes saw the group of them, his eyes suddenly shone, and he crawled over with hands and feet together: "Masters, please give me something to eat."
The soft-hearted official subconsciously went to get the food, but Master Fang stopped him: "Stop!"
Mr. Fang came over, looked at the victims faintly surrounding him, frowned, ignored the doubts of the official just now, and squatted down: "Can you still go? If you can, follow up. If there are no people over there, our people Donate porridge over there, if you insist on walking there, you will be able to get food, not only will you be full today, but you will be full in the future.”
Ahead is a small town, which is also the target of Mr. Fang and his party. It is not far from here. If it is normal, it can be reached in less than half an hour.
The young man looked into the distance, and then at Mr. Fang who squatted down and looked at him at the same level, his eyes were half puzzled and half struggling.
Master Fang nodded: "I won't lie to you, our people have already arrived there. Look, is there smoke from cooking over there?"
The young man looked over again, in a trance, as if he really saw a few rising smoke.
"You look like a good person, I believe you once." The young man's face was covered with dirt, but his eyes were no longer lifeless, but there was light in them, the eyes of those who see hope after despair.
Master Fang suppressed the soreness in his heart: "If you follow up, you will survive."
The boy nodded heavily.
Master Fang stood up, picked up a branch from the side, and handed it to the young man: "This is for you."
With the support of the branches, the boy stood up slowly, looked at the backs of Mr. Fang and his party, and followed slowly and firmly step by step.