Chapter 244 The Lord seems to have lost weight
Song Zhimian and her party returned to the capital on the second day of the twelfth lunar month.
It had snowed all around the capital. Song Zhimian looked out the window and noticed that the snow on the official road had been cleared, and there was a soup kitchen every five miles along both sides of the road.
There are government officials here distributing porridge.
Song Zhimian knew that this was something the charity did every year.
In the twelfth lunar month, whenever there is heavy snow, the charity will organize people to set up soup kitchens so that those who cannot get food can have a hot meal...
The soup kitchens along the official road... were there to provide travelers with a hot meal so they could reach their destinations sooner.
Song Zhimian sat in the carriage, her body wrapped up tightly.
Da Mao's hood made Song Zhimian's face look even smaller and more delicate. Ever since leaving Sun City, Song Zhimian had been adding clothes to her outfit almost every two days.
When they arrived at the outskirts of the capital, everyone—Song Zhimian, Xiao Jingjue and the Twelfth Prince who were traveling with her, as well as the imperial guards and palace servants—put on winter clothes.
As for whether anyone has designs on the treasures they brought back...
Haha, treasures are valuable, but life is more valuable. It's not worth losing your life for a little greed.
To have the means to enjoy something but not live to spend it is simply courting death.
Soon, Song Zhimin and her convoy entered the city gate. It was exactly 1:45 AM, the busiest time of day outside.
The people of the capital city watched the motorcade with great enthusiasm.
Not long ago, His Majesty also led a large army back to the capital, bringing back treasures from the royal court of the red-haired barbarians.
Now His Highness the King of Qi has led the southwestern army to conquer the Kingdom of Biao and brought back so many treasures.
No wonder His Majesty exempted everyone from taxes for a year. With so many treasures, the Ministry of Revenue and His Majesty's private treasury must be full again!
However, the provisions for the Weiyuan Army and the Southwest Army were supplied by the Imperial Household Department and His Majesty's private treasury some time ago, so it's normal for everyone to feel that these things can make up for it.
The onlookers watched with delight as the procession marched directly into the palace.
With the problems in the north solved and the problems in the southwest solved, Chongqing can live in peace for another hundred years.
...
Song Zhimin ignored the treasures of the Biao Kingdom; her mission was to deliver Xiao Jingjue and the Twelfth Prince to His Majesty first.
Emperor Xiao Xuan was quite pleased to see that Xiao Jingjue and the Twelfth Prince had grown taller and stronger. After talking with them for a while, he asked the Twelfth Prince to go to Ronghua Palace to see his mother.
As for Xiao Jingjue and Song Zhimian, they were left behind for the time being.
Song Zhimian dared not say much, but stood respectfully to the side watching Emperor Xiao Xuan enjoy the happiness of family life.
Emperor Xiao Xuan put his arm around Xiao Jingjue and asked him many questions about things that happened in the southwest.
He didn't inquire about military or political affairs, only asking how Xiao Jingjue was eating, having fun, and whether he had learned anything...
Xiao Jingjue answered them all seriously.
Song Zhimian listened to Emperor Xiao Xuan's hearty laughter and understood that the emperor was very satisfied!
After speaking with Xiao Jingjue for a while, Emperor Xiao Xuan instructed him to settle down after returning and to start learning what he needed to learn, otherwise how would he govern the Great Yu in the future...
Song Zhimian understood; Xiao Jingjue was destined to become the Crown Prince...
However, Xiao Jingjue is still young...
Emperor Xiao Xuan looked at Song Zhimian, who stood respectfully with her hands at her sides.
Indeed, she took excellent care of the young prince; both the seventh prince and Ye Yunshu in the capital spoke highly of her…
"Song Zhimian... I remember I bestowed a plaque upon you, didn't I? Would you like to go home and take a look?" Emperor Xiao Xuan suddenly spoke.
Song Zhimian was stunned for a moment, then immediately knelt down.
“Your Majesty, now that I have entered the palace, I am one of its people. My father severed ties with me when I entered the palace,” Song Zhimian said softly.
Emperor Xiao Xuan responded with an "oh".
He remembered that after Song Zhimin donated her entire dowry, his daughter had gone to the palace to ask him to bestow a plaque upon her, saying that she had had a hard life...
That Song Kaishan... is now a commoner. The reason he wasn't demoted to a commoner back then was due to certain considerations...
"In that case, you are all alone now."
The palace is your home. Take good care of yourself, Jue-ge'er, and I will not mistreat you.
Alright, let's take Jue-ge'er to the East Palace. The Crown Prince and Crown Princess must have been waiting for a long time!
While you're at it, why don't you go check out the Censorate? Your superior is waiting for you there!
"As for the rewards, we'll have to wait a while!" Emperor Xiao Xuan said with a smile.
Song Zhimian knelt down respectfully to express her gratitude.
...
Song Zhimian escorted Xiao Jingjue to the East Palace, where she finally saw the Crown Prince, whose complexion had improved considerably.
Previously, the crown prince always had a pale complexion, and it was obvious to others that he was not in good health.
But the Crown Prince now... has a rosy complexion and a smile on his face.
When Song Zhimian brought Xiao Jingjue to see him, he was holding a small bow and arrow and gesturing at it, seemingly wanting to try it out...
Song Zhimian was a little surprised.
That doctor who treated Lianqiao is amazing; he can even cure congenital heart disease...
When Lianqiao writes again, I must ask her carefully to see if there are any life-saving pills I can beg for, even just one or two...
The Crown Prince and Crown Princess also thanked Song Zhimian for her hard work along the way.
Song Zhimian respectfully said that it was what she should do, and then went to the Censorate.
The Inspection Department was also in a flurry of activity.
The treasures from the Biao Kingdom that Song Zhimian and her group brought back were not sent to Emperor Xiao Xuan's private treasury. Instead, Emperor Xiao Xuan ordered them to be sent to the inner palace.
The order was to have the Censorate oversee these items and store them in the Imperial Treasury's storeroom...
Song Zhimian was a little surprised that so many treasures were kept in the inner palace...
...
"My lord!" Song Zhimian smiled and respectfully knelt down to Ye Yunshu.
Ye Yunshu, who was looking at the account book, quickly told Song Zhimian to get up.
She offered him a seat and had fragrant tea served. Ye Yunshu then took another look at Song Zhimian.
"That's right! Everyone says the sun and wind in the southwest are fierce; even the fairest person will get tanned there."
"Your complexion is about the same as before you left the capital," Ye Yunshu said with a smile.
Song Zhimian smiled a little embarrassedly.
The southwest sun is fierce, but she rarely goes out. Even when she does go out, she always wears a veil.
Who knows more about sun protection than Song Zhimian, a modern person at heart!
"It must be because they used the perfume powder from our shop!" Song Zhimian took the opportunity to advertise her rouge and face powder shop.
Ye Yunshu smiled and gestured for Song Zhimian to drink tea.
Song Zhimian quickly picked up her teacup and took a sip before speaking softly.
"My lord... you seem to have lost some weight! Have you been overworking lately?"
Ye Yunshu sighed and pointed to the things on the table.
"Look at all this stuff... how can I not lose weight?"
Song Zhimian glanced at the items on the table in front of Ye Yunshu... not only account books, but also some things that looked like memorials to the throne...
“My lord…” Song Zhimian was a little surprised.
Ye Yunshu glanced at the memorials on the table with annoyance.
"Who else could have sent it? And they even told me to get used to it beforehand!"
Song Zhimian...
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