Outside the fishing village, by the sea, Xie Yuan ordered a platform to be built.
The platform was about twenty or thirty square meters in size, supported by wooden planks, with railings, screens, and curtains.
In front of the screen, there were bamboo mats, futons, low tables, and large cushions, among other furniture.
The low table was covered with food.
Helian Jue sat in the main seat in the center, leaning lazily against the cushion.
He held a glass of wine in his hand, enjoying the sea breeze and eating fresh seafood sashimi, while watching a group of soldiers and civilians working hard together in the distance.
His gaze swept over Mu Shao, who was filled with resentment, and his mood improved even more. A smile curved his thin, crimson lips. "That bastard Mu Shao is probably cursing me again!"
Xie Yuan knelt down below Helian Jue, with a small table placed in front of her.
However, there was no food on the table, but rather writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.
She was holding a book and patiently teaching her little one.
Upon hearing Helian Jue's words, she didn't even raise her head and said directly, "What a disrespectful and undignified person! How dare you be so disrespectful to Your Highness!"
Xie Yuan's words were somewhat biased and showed a lack of discernment.
Xie Yuan's attitude was very clear: no matter what, she would stand on the side of her prince.
Helian Jue was very satisfied with Xie Yuan's attitude.
This time, however, Helian Jue did not smile. Instead, he looked at Xie Yuan with a strange expression and asked, "Your Highness, do you really think I'm a good person?"
Xie Yuan's heart jumped into his throat instantly.
After spending several months with Helian Jue, she still couldn't completely understand his temperament.
This person is stubborn, holds grudges, and can sometimes be moody.
Xie Yuan responded very carefully.
It's not that she lacks backbone, nor that she doesn't want to leave.
It was truly a feudal dynasty where imperial power was supreme.
Xie Yuan believed that being flexible and adaptable was the key to success.
Besides, even in later generations, do workers not have to swallow their anger and have to put up with their bosses' attitudes?
Xie Yuan now treats Helian Jue as his boss, or an unreasonable client!
They fawned over and coaxed him, using Helian Jue's power to manage their own territory, enhance their own strength, and live a fulfilling life in this fictional dynasty!
"Of course! In my heart, Your Highness is the best person in the world!"
Xie Yuan's words were not entirely flattery.
At least in terms of helping her reclaim her dowry and win back Xie Zhen, Helian Jue did help her.
On the way to Yuezhou, Helian Jue basically obeyed her every whim.
Such an easy-going boss should really be cherished.
Xie Yuan's eyes were incredibly sincere.
"laugh!"
Helian Jue chuckled softly, about to say something.
Xie Yuan said as if joking, "General Mu is also unlucky! We have now arrived in Yuezhou, and Mu Shao's 'escort' mission can be considered a complete success."
"But then a hurricane struck, and all the officials, including the governor, went inland to 'avoid the storm,' so Mu Shao couldn't even stamp the official seal on the reply document smoothly!"
The absence of the official seal of the Yuezhou Prefect on the receipt means that Mu Shao could not be proven to have completed his mission.
Therefore, he had no choice but to stay by Helian Jue's side.
Xie Yuan needed to help the disaster victims repair their houses and clear farmland. His eight hundred royal guards were not enough, so he simply brought in Mu Shao and his Thousand Bull Guards to help.
Mu Shao was unwilling; he wasn't a soldier from the local militia, but a member of the royal guard, the very noble kind.
Xie Yuan only said one sentence: "Post-disaster reconstruction is a major issue concerning people's livelihood. Even a sage would only approve of it!"
"General Mu is loyal to the emperor and devoted to the country, and will certainly not disappoint the sage, will he?"
Xie Yuan was acting out of a sense of righteousness, "for the country and the people," so even if Mu Shao was unwilling, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
Cutting down trees, moving trees, sawing trees, harvesting crops, plowing fields—Mu Shao, as a noble son, had never done any rough or heavy work in his life before, but he did it all in the past few days.
Mu Shao didn't want to argue with Xie Yuan, a mere woman, so he blamed Helian Jue for everything—the wife's failure to teach her husband was the fault!
Helian Jue was happy to see Mu Shao unhappy, and he didn't care at all whether Mu Shao resented him.
There are many people in this world who hate him, so which one is Mu Shao?!
"Serves him right!" He was even happier to hear Xie Yuan say that Mu Shao was unlucky.
He took a small sip of wine and uttered two words softly.
Xie Yuan taught Xie Zhen to read for a while, then gestured for Ruyi to bring over the mulberry juice.
Sugarcane juice is very sweet, and my little one loves to drink it.
This is also one of the perks of coming to Lingnan: you can eat fresh sugarcane and drink freshly squeezed mulberry juice.
"So sweet! Thank you, sister!"
Holding the cup, Xie Zhen drank in large gulps, her chubby little face filled with satisfaction.
“You drink the mulberry juice obediently. After you finish drinking the mulberry juice, recite the article that your older sister taught you today.”
Seeing Xie Zhen's obedient behavior, Xie Yuan stood up with peace of mind.
"If there's anything you can't remember, just ask Granny Zhao!"
Although Granny Zhao was a servant, she was a hereditary servant of the Xie family. She was literate and literate, making her better than the mistresses of ordinary official families.
Xie Yuan didn't ask her to write anything elaborate; he just asked her to accompany Xie Zhen in reciting primers, a task that Zhao Mama was perfectly capable of handling.
"Okay!" Xie Zhen nodded cutely, her lips still sweet from drinking mulberry juice.
"Your Majesty, rest assured, this old servant will take good care of the young master!" Granny Zhao bowed slightly and said loudly.
Xie Yuan nodded, then turned and greeted Helian Jue: "Your Highness, I'm going to take a stroll in the village!"
She was still a little worried.
Collapsed houses can be rebuilt, and destroyed farmland can be recultivated, but this does not mean that people can get through this disaster smoothly.
Actually, the most important thing is making a living.
Xie Yuan is not short of money, but it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.
Xie Yuan is well-versed in little-known historical facts, and she wants to see if she can use her skills to help the disaster victims truly recover from this hurricane.
Wearing wooden clogs and a sash, Xie Yuan summoned the eunuch Duoshou, the maid Ruyi, and a small team of about ten guards before entering the small fishing village.
The village chief's surname is Xian. He is a native of Yuezhou and his family has lived in this small fishing village for generations.
This small fishing village is called Xianjia Village.
Most of the villagers share the same surname. The few who have different surnames are either inland people who migrated during wartime or exiled criminals.
"Village Chief Xian, how is the village? Are the people alright?"
As Xie Yuan walked, he asked Village Chief Xian, who was following beside him, a question.
Village Chief Xian is in his fifties, not very tall, with slightly dark skin. The wind and sun, fishing and farming have left him with a weathered look.
Only his eyes were bright and full of wisdom.
His family was relatively wealthy, and he was sent to the county town to study at an official school for two years when he was a child.
The old man was arguably the most learned and knowledgeable person in the entire Xianjia Village, excluding the exiles!
However, even though Chief Xian was a man of great experience, he had never seen such noble people as King Yue and his wife who were so considerate of their subjects.
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