The princess is delicate, and the cold and cruel prince regent is teased

Chapter 248 Long Ze, It's You
"Eh, yes!"

Eunuch Sun rushed back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation without stopping, and guarded Jun Yu, his eyes were fixed on Jun Yu almost without blinking, for fear that something might happen to her.

King Zhongshan saw that Jiang Qingyan handled things in an orderly manner, and his movements were clean and agile, he couldn't help boasting, "You really deserve the status of the regent princess."

"Thank you, you should rest more, the government still depends on you." Jiang Qingyan snorted lightly, persuading King Zhongshan to go back and rest.

King Zhongshan sighed heavily, "There is not much I can do. Now there are enemy troops outside the city, and there are refugees and riots inside the city. The Ministry of Households and the Ministry of War have all contributed, but the huge city of Yongjing cannot be as big as before. It's just as peaceful."

"Isn't the Ministry of Households allocating food? There is still turmoil among the people?" Jiang Qingyan was concerned.

The king of Zhongshan looked solemnly, "It's not yet the autumn harvest, and the food has been hoarded for many years. Before that, General Yang took away a batch. Now that the town is openly fighting, it is natural to supply the front line first. The people's homes, the rich store food , those who can't stock up on food will start to turmoil, and the household department has to stockpile, and they can't spend more money and food to help the people for the time being;

Now there are many people taking advantage of the chaos in the city to commit crimes, and the manpower of the Jingzhaoyin yamen is not enough, and the imperial army has sent out a lot, this king is really afraid..."

If this battle continues for a long time, if the frontline soldiers can still hold on, many people in this city will starve to death!
"Doesn't the imperial court consider the lives of ordinary people first when they stockpile food?" Jiang Qingyan said solemnly.

"The king wants to think about it, but who knows how long the war will last in the future? Jun Qinglan is still on the road, and the granaries in Qingzhou and Qiongzhou don't know if they can be defended. If those two granaries are also lost, the city of Yongjing will be destroyed at this moment. The stored grain will be the rations for the imperial court and the army in the next few years." King Zhongshan was in a dilemma.

It's not that he doesn't want to save the people from fire and water, but because of this battle, he has to think a lot.

"Businessmen in the city, are there willing to donate some food, first to those poor people?" Jiang Qingyan asked.

"If you were a merchant, would you be willing to distribute food to the poor? In the future, if the war is not over, your own family will run out of food, what should you do?" King Zhongshan said, sighing more heavily.

In the past two days, he discussed with the ministers in the court to see how to solve it, but no one came up with a solution, and everyone was in danger.

Jiang Qingyan pursed her lips, thinking of trying to find a way to raise food for disaster relief.

She asked Nanny Yuan to take out the food stored in the Prince Regent's Mansion, and first sent it to some poor people's homes in the east and west of the city, and then went back to Jiang Guogong's mansion to discuss with her uncle, and asked her uncle to come forward and contact someone in the court. The courtiers who had stored grain sold some of the stored grain.

Jiang Hong is willing to donate some food, but there are not many people who are as willing as him. Now that Yongjing City is in such a critical situation, who doesn't want to protect themselves?

Seeing the difficulty in raising food, Jiang Qingyan subconsciously thought of Xiao Huaiyan. Xiao Huaiyan was the most wealthy in the world, and the shops of Xiao's family were all over the entire city of Yongjing. Most of the food businesses were probably in his hands.

If he can release some surplus food, he should be able to appease the people for two days.

At least wait until the king rushes to help, and the battle will be clearer.

But when she rushed to Xiao Huaiyan's mansion, she hesitated again. Trouble her again at this time, not because of the subjects of the world, but because of her personal request.

How much more favor does she owe Xiao Huaiyan?

It was easy to pay back the money owed to him, but how could she pay back the debt owed to him?
Jiang Qingyan gave up the idea of ​​going to find Xiao Huaiyan, and followed the people from the Prince Regent's Mansion to the disaster relief place to appease the people.

She didn't have time to visit Long Ze, but Long Ze followed her movements.

In the Wuchen Garden, Long Ze was dressed in white, and stood in the corridor with his hands behind his back. He was noble and cold, like a fairy moon in the world.

Fu Feng calmly reported to him, "The princess has been traveling back and forth for the past two days, but today she did not return to the palace, but rested at the refugee's side."

Hearing this, Long Ze's eyes shone coldly, "It's not safe."

It is inevitable that the places where they gather are all from different religions, how can she, a woman, rest in such a place?
"The concubine is righteous, eating and living with the people is the only way to stabilize the hearts of the people. Those riots were calmed down because of the concubine's presence, but..."

Fufeng didn't know if there were some things, should he tell his family son.

Long Ze raised his eyes, his voice was cold: "Say."

Fufeng: "The rations raised by the princess are running out. I think there are many people who are willing to make trouble among the people. I'm afraid that the princess will be in danger if she stays any longer. After all, she doesn't have guards with her. Even if the imperial army arrives, You can't really fight with the people, there have been officials forcing the people to rebel, so all the officials in the court closed their doors and kept away from the victims."

Only Jiang Qingyan, as the regent concubine, obeyed the will of heaven, protected the emperor's well-being, went down to comfort the people, and accompanied the poor people to live a difficult life.

It's a pity that not everything can be undertaken by her alone. She is very capable, but this battle will cause too much trouble.

Many officials in the DPRK and China avoided solving it.

She was alone, with little power.

At the same time outside the city, Jiang Qingyan couldn't rest. She was comforting the restless people. Some of them had already received food, but the children in their arms were awakened when they heard the noise, and burst into tears. One piece, Jiang Qingyan couldn't comfort her at all.

The people she brought to the palace could not do anything to the victims.

She was besieged among the people alone, her mouth was parched, and she couldn't calm them down.

Suddenly, there was a sound of piano floating in the air.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, a sound of nature that the rough victims have never heard. When they first found it novel, they stopped making noise and began to listen to the sound of the piano.

Slowly, as they listened, their impetuous hearts suddenly became calm.

Those crying children also forgot to continue crying and shouting. They all nestled in the arms of their loved ones, listened slowly, then closed their eyes and fell asleep...

The situation that Jiang Qingyan said could not be calmed down due to dry mouth, was soothed by this piece of piano music, and even she felt a lot calmer.

She walked out of the canopy where the victims lived, and the moonlight fell on her body, coating her with a layer of elegance and nobility. Even a face without makeup was so beautiful that people were intoxicated.

Long Ze was opposite her, the moment he raised his eyes, she happened to look over.

Seeing Longze, Jiang Qingyan couldn't help but smile, "It's you."

Long Ze actually came.

The string in Long Ze's hand plucked a wrong note, and his heart was in chaos.

Her eyes are full of water, and the corners of her lips are smiling, comparable to all the beauties in the world.

He had been alone on Lanqi Mountain for more than ten years, and his heart that had returned to dust was suddenly moved.

Violently, it pulled his nerves.

Jiang Qingyan.

She is sweet and endearing.

(End of this chapter)