In Jianfu Palace, although Concubine Yi was already very tired, she still forced herself to sit by the bed. She looked at her like this, felt guilty and distressed, and said softly: "Empress Yi, go and rest, I'm here to guard my sister."

Concubine Yi smiled bitterly and stroked her hair.

He said, "I don't go anywhere."

He said calmly: "But, Niang Yi, aren't you tired? You need to rest too."

Concubine Yi said: "You are still young and don't know that mother and daughter are in love. A child is so sick, how can you feel at ease to rest as a mother?"

Xinping thought for a while, reached out and touched Concubine Yi's hand, and said softly: "My sister will definitely get better soon."

Concubine Yi smiled.

At this time, a very light voice came from behind Xinping, so light that it was almost impossible to hear. He also said with extreme caution and caution: "Empress Yi, is the little princess afraid that she is hitting a guest?"

When Concubine Yi heard this, she immediately frowned.

Looking up, a young monk who followed the imperial concubine and the princess back to the palace and asked, "Who are you?"

Xinping hurriedly told Ming Xin's identity. Concubine Yi hesitated for a moment and asked, "You just said that the princess was hitting a guest. Is there any basis for this? I can tell you that talking nonsense in the palace is to beat the board and chop off your head."

Mingxin was shocked again.

But he had already said that he could only say honestly: "When the little monk was in the temple, he often saw some parents coming to the temple to pray for their children for peace. Their children were like this. After being frightened, they had fever and headaches, and they were talking nonsense. Sometimes they would ask their senior brothers to go to their house to recite scriptures and exorcise evil spirits, and they would be cured soon."

Concubine Yi opened her eyes wide: "Really?"

This kind of ghost saying is not allowed to be circulated in the palace, but it is not allowed to be correct, and I can't bear to pray to God and Buddha in private. What's more, I'll seek medical treatment in a hurry. Xiao Yongping had been in a fever for so long, and the imperial physician had no choice but to have no choice. Concubine Yi was inevitably a little anxious.

So he said, "Then, will you?"

Mingxin said: "Little Monks' Association."

Concubine Yi thought about it and found that it was nothing like taking medicine or something. If it was not good, there would be a sequelae. Just let the young monk recite the scriptures once, even if it was useless, it would not affect it. The only problem is-

She winked, and Siwen, the great palace maid beside her, immediately withdrew and half-closed the door, guarding the door. Concubine Yi said to Xinping again: "Xinping, don't tell your father about this."

Xinping blinked her big eyes.

If she usually finds opportunities to tell her father no matter what she does. But today after experiencing the incident of Dacien Temple, she vaguely understands a truth that some things cannot be known to her father. If she knows, it will bring disaster to people. At this time, she also nodded seriously: "I understand."

Concubine Yi then said to Mingxin: "You try it."

Mingxin bowed to her, then walked to the bed, chanted the Buddha's name low, then folded his hands together, and began to chant gently to Xiao Yongping who was sleeping-

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices the deep Prajna Paramita..."

After the sun set, after a while, the surroundings gradually became darker.

After Delu left, Nan Yan sat alone by the window, without saying anything or changing. She didn't even touch the dinner delivered by the imperial kitchen. When she recalled what happened during the day, she felt a sensation in her heart.

In fact, the matter of hungry people is not a rare thing.

There are unexpected situations in the world. Such a big Dayan Dynasty cannot be in good weather everywhere. Even if the weather is good, there will be human disasters. It is normal for hungry people to flee to famine. When Nanyan was still a female official of Shang Bao, he knew that the Ministry of Revenue would prepare grain and silver at the beginning of the year every year, and that is, when the famine occurred, it was used to provide relief to the victims.

In the south, the floods of the Huai River have always been a headache for the imperial court.

Every year when floods occur, disaster victims will pour into Jinling. As Kyoto in the south, this place is the richest place, and the government also has enough food to feed them.

But what I heard today is another matter.

Of course, as the emperor's tour, the victims were not allowed to appear in the city. Nanyan could understand this little about face. No matter how much Chen Xuan was polite to the people, it was impossible for these victims to come out to slap the emperor in the face and drive out of Jinling City during the emperor's southern tour. It was understandable.

But what really made Nanyan feel strange was that the government here did not take out a grain of food from beginning to end to help the victims!

What's going on?

No matter how brave Chen Xuan is, he dares to secretly expel the victims from the city, but he is not as great as this.

Could it be that there is no food in Jinling that can provide relief to the victims?

Just thinking about this, Nan Yan felt it was ridiculous and shook his head vigorously - How is this possible? If there was no food in Jinling Mansion, there would be no one who could eat enough in the world.

Then why do they refuse to give out the food?

Also, Chen Xuan told Delu today that the hungry people outside the city actually robbed the imperial court's food, so what kind of food is it?

Nan Yan vaguely felt that things should not be as simple as he thought, especially Zhu Feng returned to the palace in the afternoon, but took Chen Xuan and the others to the imperial study room, and they have not come out yet, just for this matter.

If the emperor was just a normal robbery of the court's food, the emperor would naturally be angry, but the handling of the matter was still very simple.

But they have been discussing until now.

Is there any trouble?

Thinking of this, Nan Yan felt a heat in his heart and he couldn't sit still anymore. So he got up and went to the yard to walk. Ruoshui and the others immediately followed. Nan Yan waved his hand and said, "Don't follow me, I will relax."

Not long after the sun set, there was still the heat that had not yet dissipated on the ground. Nanyan walked for a while, but instead got sweaty. She sighed and was about to turn back when she heard a familiar sound of footsteps outside. When she looked back, she found that Zhu Feng was coming with Xiao Shunzi.

She immediately went up to meet him: "Master!"

Although only the faint light emitted by a few lanterns under the eaves still illuminated Zhu Feng's fatigue and the gloom that had not yet been dissipated, when he saw Nanyan, his expression softened a little and said, "I'm waiting for me."

Nan Yan asked, "Have the emperor used dinner?"

Zhu Feng sighed and said, "I can't eat it."

Nan Yan ignored him and led him in. When he stepped into the door, he turned around and ordered: "Go to the imperial kitchen to pass on the meal and send some sour and cold things."

Zhu Feng smiled helplessly and let her go.

After entering the room, he took off his clothes and handed them to Nanyan, sat on the chair, breathed a long sigh of relief. Seeing him like this, Nanyan's heart became even heavier.
Chapter completed!