Chapter 120 121: Come prepared

  Feng Yi sat quietly on the edge of the bed, waiting for Song Yunzhao to fall asleep before getting up and leaving.

  He was going to court before dawn, and if he stayed overnight in Wangyou Palace and woke up early, she would definitely be alarmed. Before leaving, she took Yun Zhao's full booklet away.

   It is not enough to rely solely on private donations. The imperial court also has to provide food and money for disaster relief, but the imperial family is not rich. Although he is the emperor, he knows that there are many embarrassing things for the emperor when he sits in this position.

  Meng Jiuchang has been guarding outside the hall, thinking that the emperor will accompany Song Jieyu to have lunch, but he came out in half an hour, he hurriedly got up to follow, could it be that the emperor came here just to catch a glimpse of Song Jieyu?

   This is really incomprehensible. It's cold, is this glance so important?

  Anyway, in Meng Jiuchang's mind, this glance is definitely not as important as the emperor's cold at night.

   Song Yunzhao woke up and found that the pamphlet she wrote was missing, and asked the palace to find out that the emperor had come, but she didn't even feel it.

   "The emperor forbids slaves and others to wake up the master, so the slaves dare not call you, and ask the master to forgive me." Xiangxue bowed her head and said.

  Song Yunzao waved his hand, "You are just following orders, no wonder you."

   "Did the emperor leave anything to say?" Song Yunzhao asked again.

  Xiangxue shook her head, "Not really."

  Song Yunzhao couldn't figure out what the emperor meant. Anyway, she didn't take it seriously when there was no danger. The emperor even took her pamphlet away. It can be seen that he should be quite satisfied with her behavior. He was considerate and didn't allow anyone to disturb her.

  Thinking about it like this, she was immediately satisfied. She didn't ask for rewards for her meritorious service, but the emperor had to know, otherwise she would wink at the blind, and she would be wasting her efforts.

  Only one thing, in such a cold day, if the cotton padded clothes are only filled with straw and other materials, the effect of cold resistance is not very good, but there is no other way at present. The best way to keep warm is naturally animal fur, but this thing is too expensive. Then there is cotton. The variety and output of cotton cannot be compared with those of later generations, and the output is not high. It is really impossible to use all cotton to make cotton clothes.

  Before cotton was introduced to the Central Plains, kapok was mostly used to make cotton clothes in winter. Before the Song Dynasty, there were only cotton characters with silk, but no cotton characters with wood. The cotton characters only appeared in "Song Shu".

  Although this book is fictional, the original author did not have the power to reverse time and space and move mountains and seas. He sent high-quality cotton varieties that have been improved countless times to this time and space. Although there is cotton here, the output and variety are far from those of later generations, so it is unrealistic for the people to want everyone to wear cotton padded clothes.

  Cotton is an economic crop. For ordinary people who can’t eat enough, they are not very enthusiastic about growing cotton. It was not gradually accepted by the working people until Zhu Yuanzhang forced it to be promoted in the Ming Dynasty.

  Even if it is kapok, the annual output of an adult kapok tree is about five to eight kilograms. With such a low output, it is not a good thing that everyone can get if you want to use kapok batting to make cotton clothes.

  What is intentional and powerless?

This is.

  Song Yunzhao is a little helpless, she thinks she is not a very kind person, but the world she lived in before was people-oriented, and whenever a large-scale disaster occurs, the country has always been led by the rescue of the people.

  So, this kind of thinking is engraved in the bones, and there is no need to learn or teach, because each of them is doing the same. When you are there, your words and deeds can't help but follow everyone willingly.

   This is inheritance.

  But in this time and space, although she is Jieyu and the emperor's concubine, there are too few things she can do when encountering such a thing.

   Even if you want to recruit the embroidered lady, you have to borrow the right minister's hand, not to mention her a little Jieyu, even the emperor is still wrestling with the courtiers, and making a decision may not be 100% smooth.

  Song Yunzhao is just a little Jieyu, she may be able to do more, but if she does, it will most likely bring disaster to the Song family and herself.

  Besides, even if you really want to do it, you may not be able to do it.

   She can't take advantage of the right time, place and people, so she can only think about some delusions.

   Fortunately, although the sky is not clear today, there was no heavy snowfall last night. As long as there is no continuous heavy snowfall, it will be easy to end this snow disaster.

  Thinking that the emperor is worse than her, he wants money and the household department to cry for poverty, and the courtiers who want power will not let go. The emperor has more brains than her about disaster relief funds.

   Post-disaster reconstruction is also a problem...

reconstruction?

   Song Yunzhao's eyes lit up, yes, this is also an opportunity.

  In ancient times, there was no such thing as post-disaster reconstruction. After the houses of the people were crushed by the snow, they could only find their own way.

  But the house needs to be repaired, and the people need rations. Where does the money for the house come from? Where does the rice grain come from?

   There is a term called cash for work, which she thinks can be used for reference.

   But how to implement it, she still can't figure out the working mechanism of this time and space in her mind, but the general meaning can be conveyed to the emperor, and it can be played by his own clever little brain.

  Song Yunzhao felt that if the victims could have a job and some income, at least there would be hope, and people with hope would have the strength to live.

  The Prime Minister of the court and the Grand Tutor Qin formed a tendency to secretly compete, and the current atmosphere in the harem is also very subtle. There seems to be a split between the three concubines. Originally, Concubine Lu was the one who lost her title, but now it seems that Concubine Lu has unilaterally drawn a dividing line with Concubine Zhuang and Concubine Wan.

   "Concubine Lu invited me to drink tea?" Song Yunzhao looked at Nanny Wen in surprise.

  Nurse Wen is much more respectful to Song Jieyu now than when Song Jieyu first entered the palace, and she said with a smile on her face, "Yes, my mother said that today is a rare sunny day, and it is a good day. I specially asked someone to make tea so that I can drink with Jieyu."

  Song Yunzhao is a little strange. The relationship between her and Concubine Lu is neither enemy nor friend. Why would you invite her to drink tea?

  However, since the relationship between the two is not good, but the cooperation has not been lacking, she still decided to take a trip.

  In this cold weather, even if you put on a big cloak, the cold wind blowing on your face will have a special taste.

  Song Yunzhao sat on the shoulder car, followed by Nanny Yu and Shi Zhu, all the way to Cuiwei Palace.

   It was also unfortunate that I ran into Concubine Zhuang who was out for a walk on the way, so I had to get off my shoulders to salute.

   "The concubine has seen Zhuang Concubine." Song Yunzhao bowed half-kneed.

  Concubine Zhuang sized up Song Yunzhao, still with a gentle smile on her face, "Song Jieyu, get up, what are you doing in this cold weather?"

   Concubine Zhuang knew the answer when she saw Nanny Wen, but she still asked.

  Song Yunzhao smiled very sincerely, "If you go back to Madam, Concubine Lu invites my concubine to drink tea."

  She told the truth, but looking at Concubine Zhuang's expression, she might not have met her by chance, she came prepared.

   Calvin, I wrote and deleted yesterday, deleted and wrote, but I haven’t figured it out yet. One chapter will be released first, and there will be another chapter later, cute little ones.

  

  

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