One day, Su Luo transmigrated and became the mother of two children. Not only was she mentally deficient, but she was also a widow. The family was destitute, living in an abandoned tile kiln by the...
“Your Highness, my surname is Duan, and I am from Beichuan City. I have been the manager of this estate for over twenty years and have served under two previous owners. Now that this estate has met Your Highness, I am no longer afraid of it being sold again, and the estate can be unified. This is wonderful.”
Duan Tian has a long face, and when he smiles, his eyes squint, giving him a cunning and shrewd look.
"Manager Duan, you've worked hard guarding the estate. You all wait outside. I'll go check on the granary myself."
Duan Tian led the people from the manor to bow to Su Luo, and then handed the bill in his hand to Su Luo for a look.
"Your Highness, this is the harvest and expenditure data for the two estates in Beichuan City this year. Please take a look."
Su Luo took the accounts and casually flipped through a couple of pages. She remembered every single account very clearly. Apart from the minor expenses for the manor, most of them were given to the Red Feather Army.
"I understand, you may leave."
"Yes, Your Highness. I shall take my leave."
Su Luo entered the granary alone. The rice inside was all packed in bags, which was a bit different from the six or seven hundred dan that Chi Yi had mentioned. Based on what she saw in front of her, she estimated that there were only about four hundred dan.
But Chi Yi wasn't watching over things every day; he was just making estimates. Su Luo didn't think much of it at the time.
She closed the warehouse door, focused her mind, and took out three hundred dan of rice from her spatial storage. This was all dry rice from her spatial storage, which she had already milled using a rice milling machine.
When she came out, she asked the soldiers who came with her to move the rice. No one noticed that there were several hundred extra loads of rice in the granary.
After the rice was moved, Su Luo said to Duan Tian, "Manager Duan, clean up the granary on the estate. Several batches of grain will be moved here in a couple of days."
When Duan Tian saw Su Luo move all the grain away, he didn't show it on his face, but his eyes were somewhat dim. Now, when he heard Su Luo say that a lot of grain would be brought here soon, his eyes lit up again.
"Yes, Your Highness. I will make proper arrangements and record the total amount of grain in the accounts."
"Um!"
It was already evening when Nangong Chiyu returned to the courtyard. He had just returned from the military camp when he heard that Su Luo was going to distribute porridge to the people.
Nanning was short of food supplies, but he also knew that Su Luo always had her own ideas.
"Luo Luo, I heard from Chi Yi that you're going to distribute porridge to the people in Beichuan City?"
As soon as Nangong Chiyu came in, he pulled Su Luo onto his lap and sat her down. As long as Su Luo was by his side, he just wanted to stick to her.
"Yes! I went for a walk in the city with Lian'er today. I didn't expect the situation in Beichuan City to be more serious than I thought, so I decided to distribute porridge."
Nangong Chiyu rarely interfered in Su Luo's business affairs, so he didn't know Su Luo's plans for distributing porridge to the people.
"Luo Luo, there are only six or seven hundred dan of grain left on the estate. How many days do you plan to distribute porridge?"
After hearing what Nangong Chiyu said, Su Luo turned to look at him in confusion. Why did he also say that there were still six or seven hundred dan of rice on the estate?
She just moved here today. There are only about 400 dan (a unit of weight) at most. What's going on?
"I'll figure out the grain issue. The grain that the capital city and Steward Shi buy will be delivered here to me. If you have time, could you also help me set up a few granaries?"
"Once we have our own food supplies, we can cope even if the imperial court's provisions are delayed."
"Very well! I'll leave all the grain matters to you."
The imperial advisor predicted a severe drought this year, and the court needed to stockpile grain and provide them with provisions, but sometimes the supplies couldn't be delivered in time.
"Wait a minute, you just said that our family's estate still has six or seven hundred dan of grain. Are you sure?"
The grain that Su Luo took out from her spatial storage totaled only six or seven hundred dan (a unit of weight). It was from the estate. Although she didn't have a scale, she had been doing business for so long that she could estimate that the amount wouldn't be too far off.
Nangong Chiyu's eyes flickered. Could there be a problem with the grain in the manor?
"Luo Luo, did you discover something?"
Nangong Chiyu focused all his attention on the military camp, leaving all affairs of the estate to the steward Duan Tian. Could it be that the steward was doing something else behind his back?
Su Luo smiled and stood up from Nangong Chiyu's lap.
"It's nothing, you don't need to worry about such a small matter, leave it to me. I just have some doubts in my mind, but I haven't found anything."
"Alright! If you're distributing porridge tomorrow, I'll save some extra Red Feather Army soldiers for you, and you can also call Lian'er's mother to help."
"Um!"
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In the evening, Lian'er called her mother over, saying that they would be too busy to distribute porridge the next day.
The man was in his forties and in good health, but he always squinted and seemed to have some difficulty seeing anything.
Guided by Lian'er, she came to Su Luo and bowed.
"This humble woman, Li Jiangshi, greets Princess Yu. Lian'er is quite extravagant, and I am very grateful to the Princess for taking care of her these past two days."
This person looked honest and upright. Su Luo had asked Nangong Chiyu about her, and she learned that her husband had died for the Chiyu Army. This made Su Luo pay more attention to her.
"Aunt Li, no need for formalities. Lian'er has been taking care of me these past two days, and she has done a very good job."
"By the way, Aunt Li, Prince Yu asked Lian'er to call you over to help out. Is it convenient for you?"
Li Jiangshi turned her head slightly and nodded repeatedly, her eyes unfocused.
"It's convenient, it's convenient. Your Highness is kind-hearted and a blessing to our Beichuan City. I am a useless woman and my eyesight is failing, but I still want to do my part."
Su Luo stepped down from the main seat and walked up to Li Jiangshi.
"Aunt Li, I also know a little about medicine, I can take a look at your eyes."
Li Jiangshi's eyes were ruined from crying, and once they're ruined, they're ruined. There's no way to cure them. She's so old, and she's never seen anyone who can cure her ruined eyes.
However, she did not refuse Su Luo and still reached out to take Su Luo's pulse.
"Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness."
Su Luo asked her to sit down, checked her pulse, which was strong and steady, indicating no major problems, and then looked at her eyes.
If there is no corneal opacity or damage, then there is only one possibility: the nerve is being compressed.
"I understand, Aunt Li. I'll give you an acupuncture treatment now, and you'll be able to see clearly after that."
Su Luo is a princess, so whatever she says goes. Su Luo also realized that no matter whether she had medical skills or not, Aunt Li would not refuse her.
This may be the difference between ordinary people and officials; it is a psychological phenomenon, and also a tragedy.
Su Luo took out a relatively thick silver needle and inserted it obliquely into the Dazhui acupoint at the back of her neck. The needle was three inches long. After inserting it downwards, she withdrew it halfway and then changed direction, inserting it to the left, right and upwards in turn.
Li Jiangshi had her eyes closed, but she could clearly hear coughing sounds. She couldn't tell if it was from the silver needles hitting the bone or from the muscles.
Anyway, after Su Luo did that to Dazhui, the slight pain was followed by a pleasant soreness.
When it was almost time, Su Luo picked up the needle and said to Li Jiangshi, "Aunt Li, open your eyes and see how you feel?"
"Mother, look at me. Even the Prince said that the Princess Consort is a very capable person. Open your eyes and see if you're any better?"
Li Jiang smiled, "Where in this world can you find such miraculous medical skills? Can you really get better by just pricking me with a needle a couple of times?"