Zhaojun's open life

Chapter 17: A Dream in the Red Chamber

During the meeting, the two sons were on the sidelines, and they asked for leave at home during this time.

The second half was to discuss some major issues with the steward and Zhuangtou. The meeting lasted for more than two hours, and everyone was allowed to leave after lunch.

After they all left, Zhaojun took a sip of hot tea and talked with his two sons alone, telling them about his arrangement.

It's nothing more than to put the credit for alcohol on Lele, let alone her selfishness, she has never shown it before.

It may not be taken seriously before, there is no war on the border, and there have been no natural disasters or plagues across the country in recent years.Alcohol is really taken out, and no one may pay attention to it, and it will not get the value she expected.

She doesn't mind making more contributions, but when she contributes, she doesn't expect it to be ignored. At the beginning, it will not be taken seriously, and it will not be so easy to promote in the future.

There will be people who will continue to question, and some people will think wrongly, maybe it will hinder other people's affairs, and it may not necessarily be.

"An'an, do you have any opinion on what mother said just now?"

Zhaojun tried to be as fair as possible, and listened to the different opinions of the children as much as possible.

12-year-old Yang Ping'an is no longer a child who knows nothing.Children in ancient times were precocious and sensible.

Yang Ping'an looked calm, and Xiaonen's expression was relaxed, without any cover, "Mother, I have no objection. As long as the emperor is willing to believe it, he can say it was figured out by Lele."

Lele is also a ten-year-old child, and she understands what this means.

"Mother, brother, this, this, okay? I'm afraid that the emperor will blame mother if he finds out." He also wanted this credit, but he was afraid of deceiving the emperor and punishing mother after he found out.

Between his mother and meritorious service, he must choose his own mother.

"Lele, don't worry, I will learn from my mother during this time, and I will teach you some new ones, and when the time comes, I will report them together.

After the emperor's reward for you is sealed, mother should take a good rest and worry as little as possible in the future. "

This is from the bottom of my heart, I really should worry less and rest more.

When it comes to worrying, the two sons are ashamed. Everything in the family is supported by the mother alone, and they have not done anything for the family.

Yang Pingan moved over from the other side of the kang, leaned against Zhaojun's leg, and gently massaged his mother.Yang Ping was happy to see his brother like this, so he also moved over to massage the other leg for his mother. The strength of his little hand was quite strong, and the pressure was just right.

"Mother, you have worked hard for our family. Lele and I will be filial to you in the future and won't let you suffer."

Yang Ping'an is more sensible and self-reliant than Lele. He knows what kind of responsibility is on his shoulders.

He is the elder brother and the eldest son, and he has more responsibilities.

"Okay, I believe. Both of you are not allowed to put pressure on yourselves, enjoy the leisure time when you are young, when you grow up, such times will never come back.

Remember, mother doesn't need you to be capable, she just needs you to be healthy and healthy, not to do bad things, and not to become a dude. "

Lovingly stroking the heads of the two sons.

Day by day, the Yang family came to take the government examination. Of the students in the college examination, only the eldest grandson of the Yang clan's family became a scholar, and the other two were not close to success, but if they take the exam next time, there must be no major problems.

After sending away the members of the Yang clan, Zhaojun's life began to get busy again.

Teach two sons, develop and guide them to improve farm tools.

There are a lot of things at home, as well as Zhuangzi, the shop, and the glass glaze paper workshop, all of which need her to be at the helm.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and it was still spring, but people found that the temperature was abnormal.

At this time in previous years, the weather is still slightly cold, and although the sun is bright, it is not hot and uncomfortable.

This year, it has just entered May, and the sun is hot. Farmers wearing straw sandals can feel the scorching heat on the ground, roasting their feet.

The temperature has risen a lot, and the fields and crops are a little wilted.

All the Zhuangzi in Anpingbo Mansion have drilled a lot of deep water wells.A wide canal no more than five or six meters deep was also built and filled with water.

A total of three layers of deep and wide canals were built around the large tracts of fertile land on Zhuangzi.

Trees were planted on the canal, and for a month, the tenants spent the rest of their time building the canal, apart from managing their farmland.

The master gave wages and food according to their work, half of the wages and half of the grain, and repeatedly asked not to sell the grain.

In drought, Zhaojun can call wind and rain in a small area, but he can't call rain every day, and the range is limited.

There has not been a single rain in a month, and some fields with little water storage have begun to crack.

On May [-], the land that had been scorched by the sun finally ushered in the first rain since the temperature rose.

There was no lightning, thunder, or strong wind. When I got up early in the morning, God opened my eyes.

In the countryside in the suburbs of Beijing, within sixty miles of the front, back, left, and right sides, east, west, north, and west, there was a long-lost moderate rain.

Yangjia Village is also within the range, less than fifteen miles away from the edge of the rain.

There is not a drop of rain in the capital, Zhaojun can't care about the people in the city, all she can care about is the fields in the countryside.

This year's drought covers a relatively wide area. The north and northwest are all within the scope of the drought.

For several months, Zhaojun called for rain every ten days, for a whole day at a time.

In the suburbs of Beijing, the surrounding area was completely covered by Zhaojun.

She is not omnipotent in calling the wind and the rain. Within the range of two hundred miles centered on her, she can choose a range of sixty miles to use her golden finger.

Beyond the range, she has nothing to do.

Because she played her golden finger quietly, the countryside within two hundred miles around her, not to mention a good harvest today, at least a good harvest, which is not bad.

A few months passed, and it was August in a blink of an eye.

The power of the drought is already evident. Harvests are in short supply everywhere, and there are problems with drinking water in the northwest.

Inside the palace

The emperor was in a state of desperation, and batches of memorials in need of disaster relief flew from all over the place like snowflakes.

Sitting in front of the bed reviewing the memorial, the emperor rubbed his swollen eyebrows after reading the memorial of a magistrate in the northwest and writing how to deal with it.

"He Shou."

"The old slave is here." Eunuch He has been serving the emperor personally in recent days, not daring to pretend to be someone else's hand.The emperor's mood is extremely bad.

"Go to the Department of Household Affairs, and the two from the Ministry of Industry will enter the palace."

"Yes, the old slave will leave the palace immediately."

At the same time, Zhaojun and Princess Pingyang entered the palace together. Recently, she and the princess went to the palace every day to meet the Queen Mother.

Three days into the palace, I met the Empress Dowager with a bad cervical spine, dizzy head all day long, dizzy, dizzy and dizzy, double images of people, and people standing in front of them couldn't see clearly, trance, listening to the sound Identifying people, still vomiting, throwing up whatever you eat.

The imperial physicians and imperial physicians in the imperial hospital were too busy, and they couldn't find out the reason after being busy for several months.The first ruled out pregnancy, which is unlikely to drop.

Second, it's not a gastrointestinal problem, and I have to check the pulse repeatedly.

The emperor was so anxious, he was anxious about the important affairs of the previous court, and he was also anxious about the condition of the empress dowager.

It was Zhaojun who ran into the Empress Dowager and became ill. Zhaojun was very familiar with the symptoms at the time of the onset.It seems that the cervical nerves are compressing the brain, which causes this.

The condition of the Empress Dowager is not too serious. Every time she gets sick, she can recover on her own within two or three days.

In the end, it will develop into a serious illness, and you may be paralyzed on the kang.

After Zhaojun asked the mother around the queen mother to understand some of the lesions of the queen mother when she became ill, she understood that she had guessed correctly.In one life, her grandmother in the world she traveled through had this disease.

For this reason, she also followed an old Chinese doctor to do various massage techniques, which can relieve the disease.If you are lucky, the disease can be cured.

Grandma at that time was cured by her massage.

He never committed another crime until his deathbed, and lived for 20 years.

That day, she volunteered to massage the Queen Mother, but she didn't expect it to be effective, at least the Queen Mother thought so.

No, in the past few days, she has let Princess Pingyang accompany her into the palace every day to give the queen mother a massage.He also taught the little maids to learn how to massage the queen mother in the future, not only the cervical spine, but also the whole body.

"Sister Zhaojun, there are not many Yuzhi Yulu, there is stock in the house." Zhaojun's Yuzhi Yulu has been consigned and sold at the Yinlou shop of the princess of Pingyang.

The cooperation is pleasant, and the Princess has blocked a lot of things for her. Otherwise, those rich and powerful who forget their righteousness when they see the benefits, would have come to her long ago.

If you promise Zhao, you will offend Li.

As long as it is a profitable business, some only get a little bit, some don't get involved at all, and the emperor stands behind him.

Who dared to stretch out their hands, even the grown princes did not dare to stretch out their paws, they were afraid of being chopped off by the emperor.

Even if she gets a little bit of it, because it is a unique business, she can still be rich and make a lot of money.

She is not a saint, and she wants to make some contributions to the ancient people, but she will not be kind.She knew that no matter how good something was given for free, it was worthless.

Only good things that have been spent with thought and money are valuable, and only people think they are good.

For thousands of years, most people have the habit of looking down on things that come for nothing.

Only those who spend money are cherished and valuable.

"Yes, I just made a batch, not many, but it can last for two or three months."

After Zhaojun had dinner every night, he would work for a while in the studio in the small courtyard where he lived.

In the morning, her three little nieces specially collected Annatto dewdrops planted in several courtyards for her.

Every night, the little maid in the mansion wipes the leaves of crimson bead grass with a small cotton cloth, and wipes them clean.

Each leaf should be carefully and gently wiped clean.

"Hey, hold on, I really don't want to hold on, I want to let them buy it openly. Sister Zhaojun, you don't know that those noble ladies in the south, after knowing the effect of our jade fat and jade dew, they have enough silver, so they send someone to buy it , I can’t wait to buy enough for ten years of use at one time.

But sister, you said that you want to limit and then limit, which seriously restricts us from earning money..."

Don't say that talking about money as a princess of the royal family is tacky, she is tacky, there is no way, the main reason is that Yuzhiyulu's silver is too easy to earn, and the profits are huge profits.

If the amount is enough, she can make a lot of money.

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