Zhurou

Chapter 142 Rest
Zhao Mingzhi sent someone to send Lu Xianzhang and others away before he had time to rest.

Mu Xiangzao inspected the Ruisi Hall with the Qiangong people, and came back at this time and said: "It's better to have someone repair this place, except for the main hall. I see that the windows, walls and roofs of the houses behind are all leaking. , this is not summer, and when it is not raining, you can still take a tent to keep out mosquitoes, and in winter, it is cold, windy and snowy, how can your Highness live?"

After the Supreme Emperor went to the north, the palace people were either taken away or fled by themselves. They were all exhausted, and the palace was looted and burned.

Zhao Mingzhi heard the words and went to see it, and he was really in a mess, so he said: "It's too late today, everyone will spend the night, and tomorrow we will select a few rooms, cover the roof and the door wall, and deal with it in the past few days. "

He said again: "The side halls on both sides were originally used by the Supreme Emperor himself. There should be earth dragons. Ask if there is any firewood in the palace. Burn the earth dragons. Everyone sleeps together and don't freeze."

Mu Xiang had no choice but to agree, and when she turned to go out, she saw seven or eight court ladies gathered in a dilapidated house outside, all with sad faces.

She approached and heard one of them say: "It's useless for us to ask Your Highness to live in such a place, and we will just stare blankly. If Mo Xiang finds out, I'm afraid we will be deaf..."

Another person said: "But now I don't have anything in my hand, so I have it. You and I are not carpenters and bricklayers. How do you know how to get it?"

"We can only wait and see what the Kyoto government's arrangement is."

"How can we wait? We can bear it for a while, how can we let His Highness endure it in this moldy and dusty place? The cold wind is blowing, if it snows in the middle of the night, the upper beam will be unstable..."

"Bah, don't crow's mouth here!"

"Why don't we do this? Let's take a look at the situation in the palace at dawn tomorrow to see what needs to be done. There is really no one who has time to take care of it. We should do it ourselves. We can't build beams on the wall. We can't climb a ladder to build a tile. As for not being able to?"

A group of people immediately chattered, each of them came up with ideas, one said to clean up here, and the other said to clean up there.

For the palace people from Caizhou, Mu Xiang didn't pay much attention at first, she just thought they were weak little girls, who would not dare to kill a chicken, let alone the rest of the rough work. When we arrived, the conditions were so bad that there was not even a decent place to sleep, but no one complained. Instead, everyone contributed their ideas and efforts and were very loyal.

She couldn't help but change her mind a lot and reflect on herself again. She only felt that her own preconceived ideas were too preconceived, and she was too arrogant, which made her feel ashamed.

Mu Xiang stomped heavily on the ground a few times, and when the sound came out, everyone turned their heads to look at the sound, with different expressions for a while.

"His Royal Highness asked me to send a message. He said he wanted to ask if there was any firewood in the palace. If there was any firewood in the side hall, everyone would huddle together to sleep tonight, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

She had passed the message, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I have some ideas, and I would like to discuss a few words with you - Your Highness wants someone to clean up the house first and then let us live in the house, and then repair the side hall, but this place is very dilapidated. The main hall and the side halls can only look good, but it’s not easy to live in.”

"I have some acquaintances in the Western Army, and I also know a few shops in Beijing, which can sell people and goods. Why don't you please take a walk around this inner garden tomorrow, find a place for His Highness, and then ask about it. , if His Highness nods, there is no need to wait for the Kyoto government to take the time to respond, and it can be repaired tomorrow and the day after tomorrow..."

Hearing that Zhao Mingzhi wanted to build the back hall for the palace people first, and put his own in the back, many palace people in the house were moved, some smart ones knew that this was a way of buying people's hearts, so they could only do such a move, but then thought So what if I sold my heart at this place.

As for the simple ones, I am even more moved.

When there was a topic, the room became lively, and everyone replied one after another, and no one refused.

Someone bravely asked Mu Xiang, "Do you know anyone in the Western Army? What does Jingzhao Mansion mean? It's just for a job or something?"

Someone got the start, and the others also picked up: "Although Pei Jiedu was born handsome, he is not very easy to get close to. He rarely has a smile on his face. He looks cold. Isn't it best for us to act in the palace?" Be careful, don't annoy him, lest His Highness get into trouble."

Someone also said: "What eyes do you have? He drove the car for His Highness personally today, in broad daylight and in public, can't you explain it?"

"I'm afraid that if you do one thing in person, you'll do another thing in your heart."

Mu Xiang waited until they had finished talking, and then said: "In such a cold winter, Jiedu led troops from Jingzhao Mansion to protect His Highness and come to Beijing, what does it mean? Can't you see it? Naturally, you are loyal, and you have no other thoughts."

He continued: "We have nothing to do with the rest of the matter, we can only ask His Highness to eat and live better—I heard you say that His Highness has lost a lot of weight, is it true or not?"

"Of course it's true! I used to be just right, but I was too thin when I arrived in Caizhou. Now my waist is three fingers smaller than when I was in Caizhou. I really don't know what to do!"

"According to me, put the rest of the stuff aside for now, the kitchen can't be dragged any longer, at least people have to be fed!"

As soon as this was mentioned, everyone was no longer unfamiliar, and interrupted each other. After a while, everyone was already commensurate with Sister Muxiang.

After Mu Xiang went out, all the people gradually quieted down, and after a while, one of them asked in a low voice: "This Mu Xiang got in somewhere halfway, can you believe it?"

"I'm also afraid that her origin is unknown. I asked His Highness earlier, and His Highness said that they are all from my family, so don't worry."

"I thought she wasn't very talkative, but looking at it now, it may not be so. In fact, she is quite easy to talk, and people can do things—if she hadn't boasted so much, she would really be able to repair this Ruisi Palace. I am convinced."

"It's a pity that we don't have a leading backbone. The nuns can't come if they stay in the feudal domain. If Mo Xiang is here, or if there is Yushuang, they won't be in a state of agitation, and they will only work according to assignments." Forget it, it's good right now, I can't even solve the problem of a sleeping place for His Highness."

Everyone chatted for a few words, but they were all too tired. After finding firewood and burning the earth dragon, they washed themselves and went to bed.

Zhao Mingzhi didn't know that many people in the back were worrying about food and housing for themselves.

In fact, she had a lot of plans in her heart, and after hearing Lu Xianzhang's explanation today, her thoughts became clearer, and she wanted to find Pei Yong to discuss.

Right now I am in the palace, but Pei Yong is outside the palace, most likely he has his own mansion, he has been busy for many days, it is normal that he has already fallen asleep, and even if he does not have a rest, he cannot summon him in the middle of the night, so he can only temporarily put this matter aside .

Obviously, after finally arriving in the capital safely, one should relax and sleep peacefully.

However, I don't know whether it was because of what the ceremonial official said before, thinking of the refugee huts that collapsed in the west of the city and the chaos in the city, or knowing that Lu Xianzhang's many ideas, although they sound meticulous, are not easy to implement, or both. She had everything, but she tossed and turned, and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

(End of this chapter)