The abandoned queen is reborn: she makes the prince cry and seizes the throne!

Several people were arguing, and Jiang Mu was worried. "In this case, why not ask the government to investigate?"

The second wife looked sad, "Madam, Ningqiu is still an unmarried woman. If this incident gets out, it might be bad for her reputation... This person might have been killed in the middle of the night, and the other person dumped the body at random. We can't let this implicate Ningqiu..."

Mother Jiang opened her eyes and said, "This is a serious matter. Let's wait until the master comes back." Mother Jiang waved everyone away angrily.

Ji Kang has been very busy these days, whether it is the drought in the inland area or the war in the northern border, he has been very busy.

When he got home and heard about what happened at Zelanxuan, Ji Kang waved his hand and said, "Just ask the government to investigate. We have nothing to fear if we are innocent."

During dinner, Ji Mengshu also nodded in agreement. After all, the government was just a decoration. Once they found out the man's background and knew he was a criminal, they would naturally close the case by claiming he was being hunted down by his enemies.

"Father, you've been leaving early and coming back late these past few days, but you can't get away from the government affairs in the court?"

His daughter was still considerate. Ji Kang sighed, "Since the beginning of autumn, many counties in the inland areas have been suffering from drought. The people's harvest has decreased, and many people have become displaced..." He sighed again, "There will be another war in the northern border. I wonder how much money the people will have to spend this time."

Mother Jiang said slowly, "Ah Shu is still young, and she's a girl, why are you saying these things to her?"

Ji Kang also forced a smile, but the dark circles under his eyes could not be concealed, "Yes, Ah Shu is still young, and your father is talking too much... Let's eat."

Jiang's mother thought that the most important thing for a daughter was to manage the household, support her husband and raise her children. Therefore, she was quite dissatisfied with Ji Mengshu's constant inquiries into the affairs of the court, and would give him a few words of advice from time to time.

Ji Mengshu just let it go in one ear and out the other. As for how much she heard, even she herself didn't know.

The weather was getting colder. One day, Ji Mengshu was strolling outside when he suddenly saw many homeless beggars squatting in the corners of restaurants or at the corners of the city. They were all skinny.

"Qingzhu, why are there suddenly so many refugees in the city?"

Qingzhu sighed, "Miss, there is a severe drought this year. In serious places, there is no harvest. People who depend on the weather for food have no choice but to go out to beg. Many refugees have poured in these days, but the city officials and soldiers are now stopping those refugees from other places and not letting them in..."

"Why?"

"The more people there are under the emperor's feet, the more likely it is that something bad will happen. It's a pity that the refugees' situation is getting worse day by day..."

Ji Mengshu was indifferent. The drought was so severe, but he had never heard his father say that the court had any disaster relief measures. The man sitting on the throne today really couldn't see the hardship of the people.

The northern border had been recruiting soldiers for years, and the taxes collected from the people were getting higher and higher. Ji Mengshu looked up and saw the gloomy sky. The Dali Dynasty was more dangerous than she had imagined.

At the corner gate next to the restaurant, the waiter was driving away the wandering beggars, cursing them non-stop, "You come here every day, do you really think this place is a charity? Really, leave quickly, this is really unlucky!"

Those skinny beggars didn't get any food. The younger one, who looked like a girl, curled up in pain, and sweat soon appeared on her pale and dusty face. "Brother... Qing'er's stomach hurts so much——"

The boy in front quickly hugged her. It was his fault that he failed to beg for any food, causing his sister to starve for days... "Qing'er - Qing'er -"

Ji Mengshu turned around and said, "Qingzhu, go buy some easily digestible soup noodles..."

Qingzhu immediately turned around and went across the street to buy four or five servings of soup noodles. When she handed the soup noodles to the young children as Ji Mengshu instructed, Qingzhu couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

"Eat it, it's my daughter's kindness..."

Before he could finish, the soup noodles in his hands had been snatched away. Several young children ate with grunts, fearing that someone would snatch the food from their hands.

The thin little girl also chewed slowly. They ate much faster than Ji Mengshu had imagined. The man who was replaced by Qing'er as brother took a few steps forward and kowtowed to Ji Mengshu several times on the ground.

"My great benefactor, please be kind enough to recruit me as a servant. I have the strength, I can mop the floor, wipe the table, wash the dishes, and I can also guard the house. Please give me a bite to eat... My little sister is weak and can't continue to wander with me..."

The little guys behind him also looked over with wide eyes, expectantly. They had just arrived in the capital, penniless, and could only survive by begging. Although these officials had money, they were unwilling to employ them because they were young and thin...

Ji Mengshu opened her mouth. There were so many homeless people in the world, and she couldn't save everyone. She pulled the little boy up and asked, "Where are you from?"

"Benefactor, we are all from Nanyang..."

Nanyang... Ji Mengshu chewed silently. This year, there was an insect plague in Nanyang, which spread for thousands of miles. All the crops of the farmers were affected, and now even the people can't be fed.

"So...where are your parents?"

The girl named Qing'er felt a lump in her throat and started to cry. The boy replied, "My parents...died of illness this year."

He is a poor man.

"I still have some odd jobs in my house... I can pay you some wages. Do you want to come with me?" Ji Mengshu said something random.

"Of course, of course! We'll go home with you!"

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Looking at the four or five little kids who were just as tall as the waist, Qingzhu was still in shock. Hongye looked at their confused eyes and asked, "Girl, you brought him back like this?"

Qingzhu nodded, "Yes... the girl is a soft-hearted person." Qingzhu pulled Hongye and whispered, "Anyway, these little rascals are in the mansion, you can just arrange some tasks for them..."

Hongye coughed lightly, turned around, looked at the little carrot who was slightly taller than her, and asked, "You, what's your name?"

The person being pointed at took a step forward, bent down and said, "My name is Ah Shou, and this is my sister Ah Qing."

Hongye nodded, settled the little kids down, assigned them some tasks, and went back to report.

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On the side, Jiang's mother nodded slightly in surprise, "You said you want to provide relief to refugees?"

Ji Mengshu smiled and nodded.

Mother Jiang put down the teacup and said, "Although our Ji family is a wealthy family, we cannot save the thousands of disaster victims even if we spend all our wealth. If they have no means of livelihood and can only wait for the family to run out of money, what can we do?"

"I understand mother's worries, but there are many wealthy families in the capital. If mother takes the lead, it can not only build up a good reputation for father, but also give the court some time."