An Changqing returned to the palace with a carriage of gifts, and Wang Fugui brought people to greet him. He was shocked when he saw the miscellaneous things in the carriage, and his expression became even more complicated when he saw that there was a pork fan in it.
"Princess, these things..."
"It's all sent by the people of Yejing." An Changqing said: "All the food is sent to the kitchen, and the others that need to be used will be distributed to the people. It's all one's heart, don't waste it."
Wang Fugui obviously didn't expect these to be given by the common people, so he stayed for a while after hearing it. After all, his lord has always kept strangers from entering, and there has never been such a special encounter in the Northern War Palace. He had heard of other beloved officials who had been thrown flowers and stuffed things in the street by the people, but that was all hearsay, and it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.
He didn't know what was going on, but there was such a proud joy in his heart, he happily responded, and ordered the ingredients to be sent to the kitchen. After inspection, there was no problem, and dinner was just fine. superior.
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Xiao Zhige heard that the princess had returned to the mansion, so he went to the door to look for it, and when he was halfway, he heard three or two maids chatting on the side of the road.
"With so many silk flowers, no son in Yejing can compare to the princess, right?"
"Yes, yes. The princess is good-looking and kind-hearted. When I looked at the way to clean up the bright red, I thought the princess was not easy to serve."
"That's Yanhong's crooked thoughts. Which host can't be dealt with if they change it? After all, the princess is kind-hearted, and only Yanhong was dealt... You see, we are serious about serving the master, when is the princess feeling sad?"
The other two maids agreed for a while, and sighed that they would often be rewarded with silk flowers in the future. Although they were not worth a few dollars, these silk flowers were quite unique. They should have been made by the daughter's family.
Xiao Zhige listened a few words, but did not understand what they were talking about. Frowning, he stepped forward and asked, "What are you talking about?"
The three maids were startled, they turned around and saw Xiao Zhige, so they immediately knelt down: "King, Lord..."
Xiao Zhige's brows furrowed even tighter: "You were talking about the princess just now? What happened to the princess?"
The maid at the front didn't dare to lift her head, she said in a trembling voice: "We... we are talking about the princess's kind heart. I heard from the housekeeper Wang that when the princess came back from the street, she was given a lot of things by the people, even with us. Light has been rewarded."
When his eyes fell on the silk flowers in the hands of the maids, Xiao Zhige finally understood.
He knew that Yejing had a style of throwing flowers. After Taizu ascended the throne, he worked hard to rule, and the country of Great Ye became prosperous and strong. People live a prosperous life and have an open atmosphere. Regardless of men and women, they also pursue beauty more, so that the style of beauty prevails. Later, it gradually developed into seeing good-looking men and women, and people would boldly throw flowers. Of course, aristocratic women rarely show up when they go out. Therefore, it is mostly men who are thrown flowers.
Unexpectedly, his princess would also be thrown flowers.
Xiao Zhige couldn't tell how he was feeling. Both proud and a little sour. After all, that was his princess, and he knew how beautiful and good it was.
Let the maids get up, Xiao Zhige strode to find An Changqing.
The three maids breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a bolder voice, "Do you think that after having the princess, the prince seems to have a much better temper?"
It seems that they haven't seen the prince lose his temper with a sullen face for a long time.
The other two maids nodded in agreement, glanced at Xiao Zhige's back with lingering fears, and hurried to work with silk flowers.
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Xiao Zhige went to the front yard, An Changqing was listening to Wang Fugui's report on the manor's arrangements for the new year. Seeing Xiao Zhige coming over, Wang Fugui consciously took a break, put the booklet up, and withdrew knowingly.
An Changqing poured him a cup of tea: "Your Highness didn't go out today?"
Xiao Zhige made a sound of "um", and after some deliberation, he asked, "I heard that some people are throwing flowers at you in the street today?"
An Changqing smiled and said: "It's not a throw, but I'll stuff it all with the driver while I'm away."
Xiao Zhige said with a straight face: "Go to the street next time, take Tie Hu and Zhao Shi with you, although Ye Jing is still peaceful, but in case someone is plotting bad things..."
An Changqing was stunned by what he said, and hesitantly said: "They are all enthusiastic people, they should not..."
Xiao Zhige said righteously, "Just in case."
He asked again, "Do you like those people very much?"
This question, An Changqing thought seriously. In fact, I can't say that I like it much. He used to stay in the courtyard of the deep house, and he didn't have the opportunity to go outside to see it. Not to mention contact with ordinary people. Later, after reliving his first life, thinking that Xiao Zhige's bizarre rumors were spread by these people, he felt that they were a little ignorant. I don't like it, but I can't say I hate it either.
After all, there are other people who really spread the rumors, and these people are just being used.
But now that I have really touched it, I feel a little deeper. These people may have little knowledge, and may even be called ignorant. But in fact, most of the minds are not bad. Their joys and sorrows were frank on their faces. All he wants is to live and work in peace and contentment, and his children and grandchildren will prosper.
"I just think they're actually... pretty good." An Changqing thought for a while and said, "It would be good if it could always be like this in the future."
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To live and work in peace and contentment, you don't have to worry about wars and troubles, and you can go to the teahouse to listen to books and chat while you are running around for a living. Live an ordinary but peaceful life.
Xiao Zhige's eyes moved slightly, looking at him thoughtfully.
An Changqing smiled embarrassedly: "Am I being too naive?" And just because the people gave him silk flowers and gifts today, he changed his mind. It seems a little superficial.
"No." Xiao Zhige said slowly: "Tai. Ancestor once said that his lifelong wish was that there would be no war in the world, and the people would have enough food and clothing. He spent his whole life to make Da Ye prosperous again and drive Bei Di away. To the depths of the northern desert…”
People live and work in peace and contentment, it sounds simple. But it takes a generation of emperors and kings to achieve it.
It's a pity that the successor generation is not as good as the next generation, and after all, it can't keep the foundation created by Tai Zu. In the generation of his father, Emperor Anqing, not only Bei Di came to commit the crime, but the border was involved in years of war. Even Xiying and Yuze, who have always been peaceful, began to stare at them.
An Changqing was even more touched when he heard what he said. Before, he only cared about one-third of his own land, and never thought about such serious issues as the people and the world. Until Xiao Zhige mentioned it, he was enlightened and suddenly understood something.
Immediately afterwards, he remembered what had happened in the north at this time in his previous life.
It was a natural disaster that eventually turned into a man-made disaster. And all of this has been foreshadowed long ago, but no one has noticed.
The last life was also the winter of the fifteenth year of Qingli. Winter came very early this year, starting in October and continuing until January of the following year. The people of the Northland have long been used to such a cold winter, and they are not too worried. I just thought that as usual, as long as spring starts, it will be warmer. But in February, the weather still didn't get warmer. Instead, there was a hailstorm. The fist-sized hail crashed down, not only killing people, but also damaging many houses. Only then did everyone realize that this year's winter seemed a little unusual. But by the time the response came, it was too late. The hail was followed by days of heavy snow, and from February to March, the weather never got warmer. Many people were left homeless by smashed houses. There is little food left for the winter. The price of food and cotton clothes on the market has skyrocketed, and many people cannot afford it, so they end up sleeping on the streets and silently freezing to death.
The north suffered a disaster, and the Beidi people in the farther north had a hard time. These fierce Beidi people brought the most courageous cavalry and went south to burn, kill, and loot, which made the disaster in the north even worse.
After finally surviving the natural disaster, it was the Empress Dowager's 60th birthday. Emperor Anqing built ninety-nine longevity towers for the Queen Mother. The collection of corvée and tax increases, and the northern people who have not recovered from the natural disaster have been looted even the only remaining grain.
Since the 16th year of the Qingli calendar, gangsters and bandits have emerged in an endless stream everywhere. Even when An Changqing lived in the palace, he could often hear that someone had rebelled somewhere. Xiao Zhige, on the other hand, was always stationed at the border to fight against Bei Di, who went south, and never returned to Yejing.
An Changqing was in the palace at that time, but he was not greatly affected. He just sighed that the world was getting more and more difficult.
Even if he lives again, he doesn't really feel much about this natural disaster. The court and the people are too far away from him, and he only holds one-third of his own land in his heart. As for the others, he doesn't care. What I usually think about the most is that I should stock up on more goods before the prices of grain and cotton-padded charcoal rise up.
However, the people he met on Yongle Street today, as well as a conversation with Xiao Zhige, woke him up with a blow to the head.
He is no longer An Changqing, the concubine of the previous life who was confused and could not see the future; he was the concubine of the Northern War King, who was in the same spirit as Xiao Zhige, and was loved by the people. Before he knew it, he had taken responsibility for it.
He didn't want to see Xiao Zhige become a tyrant, and he didn't want these people in Daye living and working in peace and contentment to be trampled by horses' hooves in the end.
Taking a deep breath, An Changqing's expression changed several times, and finally made a decision, and slowly said: "Speaking of the common people, I happened to have a dream last night..."
"In my dream, this year's winter is very long. It hasn't warmed up in February, and a huge hailstorm has smashed their houses. Many poor people have nowhere to stay and freeze to death by the roadside..."
"... The Beidi people had no food for the winter, so they went south to invade the border, and the prince was ordered to go to the north..."
Slowly telling what happened in the last life, An Changqing stared at Xiao Zhige and said, "Does your lord believe me?"
Xiao Zhige frowned slightly, touched his head and said, "It's just a dream, don't be afraid."
An Changqing shook his head, he didn't dare to say such a shocking thing as rebirth, he could only make up new reasons. Biting his cheeks hard, he clenched his fingers nervously: "This is not just a dream, I... I have had this kind of dream more than once, and it has finally come true."
An Changqing's mind was spinning quickly, trying to win his trust: "Do you still remember Wu Junshu? I told my mother that Wu Junshu raised the outer room, and said that the prince helped me check it. In fact, that was what I dreamed about... "
"I dreamed that Wu Junshu raised the outer room, but he hid it well. We were kept in the dark. After Yu'er got married, he carried the outer room into the door. Yu'er was scolded in Zhongyong Hou's mansion. In the end, the miscarriage collapsed and died…”
"Before this, I had such a dream several times, and it finally came true."
The more Xiao Zhige listened, the tighter his brows became, and he clenched his hand and said, "Does anyone else know about this?"
An Changqing was stunned and shook his head.
"Don't tell anyone else." Xiao Zhige sank his face and looked at him sternly for the first time: "Don't let anyone know except me, you know?"
An Changqing nodded and said eagerly, "The snow disaster..."
"It's all just your dream after all..."
An Changqing's face turned pale, thinking that he did not believe in him. But I heard him say again: "...If it can't be reported to the court, it's not good to publicize it. But this year, the grain produced by Zhuangzi has not been sold yet, so I will ask them to keep it. In addition, I will ask people to stock up on winter food and clothing, just in case. ."
An Changqing's nervous expression loosened, but he couldn't help but ask him eagerly, "Your Highness really believes in me? Don't you think this is nonsense?"
Xiao Zhige's expression softened, and he touched his eyes: "Your eyes won't lie to me. Besides, the weather this year is indeed unusual. It's never wrong to take more precautions."
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