After finally enduring a long night, when the sun jumped out of the ground, the migrant workers rubbed their eyes and walked out of the cold straw hut, enduring the pain all over their bodies. What greeted them was sticky hot porridge, the kind of real rice porridge that would not fall over even if you stuck chopsticks in it!
Some people thought they saw it wrong and blinked hard, but they didn't dare to do anything.
In the end, the police officer still shouted angrily, "What are you looking at? Are you blind? Hurry up and eat, or wait for me to feed you?"
After being scolded so many times, everyone stepped forward and picked up a bowl as a conditioned reflex, and gathered together to whisper.
"What's going on? Why are we given thick porridge?"
"Yeah, this bowl used to be enough to cook a whole pot!"
"Are you going to bury us alive after this meal?"
"No, no! There are so many of us, they don't dare!"
Some people were so hungry that they poured the rice porridge into their mouths without caring whether it was hot.
"Whatever. Even if it's poisonous, I'll eat it. It's better to die of a full stomach than a starving stomach!"
Seeing that someone was taking the lead and that there was no bleeding from the mouth or nose after eating, everyone followed suit.
Before the meal was finished, the smell of medicine wafted out from the empty pot again.
Someone bravely stepped forward to ask, and found out that the pot actually contained a medicinal soup for treating colds!
Now, everyone was surprised and confused.
How could their treatment change so drastically after just one night? What went wrong, or who showed them mercy?
After he had drunk a bellyful of medicine and walked to the construction site to start working, someone finally found out what had happened.
"Have you heard? The Sixth Prince, who guards the imperial mausoleum, heard about what happened to everyone and brought a stubborn inspector to our construction site. After returning, the inspector reported those corrupt officials. Now a new official has been appointed, and today is the first day of his new job, so he's being so nice to us."
Everyone suddenly understood and responded.
"Ah, no wonder those evil-hearted devils disappeared today. It turns out they got punished!"
"Serves them right! Those evil-hearted bastards deserve to have their heads chopped off. We work so hard, and yet they steal all the food! How can this be justified? Even the donkey pulling the mill should be fed with good grass!"
"That's right, we are worse than animals. No wonder the elders sighed when they heard about corvée!"
"Now it's better. I don't have to work on an empty stomach anymore, and I don't have to worry about dying of illness here!"
"What does the Sixth Prince look like? I'll kowtow to him if I see him! He saved our lives!"
"Yes, I want to kowtow too!"
For a time, such conversations spread throughout all the construction sites, and the Sixth Prince, who had never been known by the common people, actually gained some reputation.
When these migrant workers leave and return to their villages, this reputation will reach another peak...
The Sixth Prince, who was busy in a small courtyard in the corner of the palace at this moment, had no idea that there would be such an unexpected gain.
He punished corrupt officials and protected the people, mostly for the sake of the people in Liujia Village and Zhangjia Village, because the Tai family had good relations with them and he loved them as well.
Xizi quietly came in from outside and carefully replaced the tea for his master. Then, while his master was polishing his pen, he said, "Master, it's done. Do you want to tell the Tai family?"
The Sixth Prince looked up and glanced at him, then replied, "If it's not for the Tai family, then of course you don't need to tell."
Xizi lowered his head quickly and interrupted with a smile, "Well, I just miss Aunt Tai's hot soup noodles. I thought I'd go there, get some food and drink, and bring back some mushroom sauce for the master.
The previous jar had been eaten long ago, and the cook couldn't make it taste the same no matter how hard she tried.
"Also, the caravan from Kyoto has returned, and they've collected a lot of beautiful and valuable jewelry and trinkets. Should we send those to Miss Zhuzhu as well?"
Sure enough, the Sixth Prince's eyes lit up. After a moment's hesitation, he took out a letter from the table and said, "Then let's go to the Tai family and give the gift to Zhuzhu. Also, give this letter to the old man and ask him to help deliver it to the border defense camp and give it to the general."
Xizi's eyes darted around as he whispered, "Sir, someone from Kyoto is coming soon. If you communicate with the border troops at this time and people find out..."
"That's why we need Grandpa Tai's help. His family's guards are all veterans of the border defense army. They naturally know how to prevent others from seeing the general." The Sixth Prince waved his hand and instructed, "Remember to conceal your presence and don't cause trouble for the Tai family."
"Okay, don't worry, sir." Xizi quickly took the things and went downstairs.
When the Sixth Prince moved from Kyoto to the imperial palace to guard the imperial mausoleum, everyone knew that this was the Emperor giving up on his son, but it was also a way of keeping him safe and alive.
Even if someone occasionally mentioned it, everyone thought that the Sixth Prince was living in the lonely and miserable palace.
In fact, the Sixth Prince had long ago used the furs and medicinal herbs of the north to form a caravan, traveling around Kyoto and making secret profits.
After years of accumulation, the small caravan has now become a large caravan. We cannot say that it is as rich as a country, but it is also wealthy in a certain area.
Moreover, the caravan gathered information from Kyoto and sent it back to the north. Although the Sixth Prince left Kyoto, he still knew everything about Kyoto.
Take this time, for example, the list of people coming to the imperial palace from Kyoto. He already knew it before the official document even arrived, and soon, the generals guarding the border would also know it...
In the Tai family yard, Yang Lihua was working with the women in the village to sort through the cashmere clothes in stock.
Perhaps due to the hot weather, cashmere clothes were very popular for a while, but because they were not wearable at the moment, their popularity faded a bit.
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