Feng Chenyu was more capable than Jin Zhen in taking the child. In order to deal with Shen, Jin Zhen took the risk and used the most dangerous method. Afterwards, although Feng Yuheng comforted her and said that she was fine, he also secretly added something to the medicine and helped her recuperate for a long time.
This was good for Feng Chenyu, as she directly enjoyed the most advanced technology of the 21st century. Afterwards, Feng Yuheng even gave her a sanitary napkin for free.
Less than half an hour later, Feng Yuheng slowly woke up. She felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, like the feeling during menstruation.
She was a little scared and asked Feng Yuheng beside her: "Why does my stomach hurt?"
"It's normal. You'll be fine in less than an hour." She explained as she adjusted the speed of the infusion machine.
Chenyu found herself still in Feng Yuheng's medicine room. Nothing had changed except for a strange bottle hanging beside the couch. The bottle was inserted directly into the back of her hand through a transparent tube. She moved it slightly and it was a little painful.
"Don't move." Feng Yuheng reminded her, "There is a needle stuck in your vein. If you remove it, I will have to give you a new one."
Feng Chenyu was too lazy to ask more questions. She had never taken advantage of this second sister before. After all, she was asking for help. Feng Yuheng took the money as a favor to ward off disaster for her. She was very sleepy, so she might as well take another nap.
He fell asleep again in a daze. Feng Yuheng couldn't help but laugh. He could still sleep after such a big thing happened. This child was young after all. Even if he was mature, he was only fourteen years old.
She stayed by Chenyu's side, watching the infusion, until all the medicine was finished. She pulled out the needle and then woke her up.
When Chenyu woke up again, she was truly awake. She tried to move, and apart from feeling a little tired, she didn't seem to feel anything else. The pain in her lower abdomen was also relieved a lot. She couldn't help but be surprised.
"The child is gone?"
Feng Yuheng nodded, "No more."
Chenyu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she had finally woken up from a nightmare, and a look of relief appeared on her face.
Feng Yuheng glanced at her and said nothing more. He stood up and took a few packets of pills to her, explaining how to take them and the precautions for the confinement period. Then he opened the door of the medicine room himself and said to her, "Big sister, please go back."
Chenyu nodded without saying anything more. She stuffed all the medicine into her sleeves and left with Yilin's support.
Feng Yuheng was thinking back to the process of performing surgery on Chenyu, and vaguely remembered something. He couldn't help but ask Huang Quan who had just come over: "I remember when I first entered the palace, a palace servant told me that the Seventh Prince's biological mother, Concubine Zhao, died of hemorrhage."
Huang Quan nodded, "That's right." Then, without waiting for her to ask, he continued, "The palace has always said this, but in fact, Concubine Zhao was posthumously named. When she died tragically, she had no title at all. She was just a girl brought back by the emperor during his southern tour. The former queen didn't like her and tortured her to death when Your Highness was less than one year old. Later, the emperor posthumously named her Concubine Zhao and explained that she had a hemorrhage to save face for the harem."
"So that's how it is." Feng Yuheng was still mumbling, wanting to ask more about Concubine Yun, especially how could she adopt Xuan Tianhua with such a strange temper? But seeing Huang Quan slightly shaking his head at her, she knew that it must be a very secret matter, and Huang Quan and Wang Chuan were probably unaware of it. "Forget it." She waved her hand, "Rest first, you haven't slept for two days and one night, and you have to go to Baicaotang again tomorrow morning."
That night, Feng Yuheng rested in Tongshengxuan, while over at Baicaotang, Qingyu had already brought the people Wangchuan borrowed from the palace to the worst-hit areas in the city to inspect the damage to the houses.
She was flying the banner of the Imperial Palace and Baicaotang, and received praise and courtesy from people along the way.
The next day, when Feng Yuheng brought Huang Quan to Baicaotang again, Qingyu had already prepared more than a dozen carts of supplies and was preparing to deliver them door to door. Seeing her coming, she hurried over to give a brief report: "I have bought winter supplies for each family at the standard of twenty taels of silver, including clothes, food, and the Changhe medicine prepared by Baicaotang. Today, I will first deliver them to those whose houses can continue to be lived in. This morning, I have hired workers to repair the damaged houses, and as for those that are completely uninhabitable, I have also arranged to rebuild them. The matter of the land deed has also been negotiated with everyone, and everyone agrees that it belongs to the Prince Yu Mansion, as long as they can live there for free."
Feng Yuheng was very satisfied with Qingyu's execution ability and hurriedly urged her to distribute the supplies, while Baicaotang was still distributing warm tea.
Led by Feng Yuheng, some people who had received favors from Baicaotang also felt grateful and returned the favor. As soon as they felt better, they picked up their tools and joined in the snow removal.
A few days later, the capital finally survived the snowstorm. When Jingzhao Yin went to the palace to report to the emperor, he emphasized the contributions of Baicaotang and the Imperial Palace to the snowstorm, and clearly counted the number of people treated by Baicaotang, the number of houses repaired and rebuilt by the Imperial Palace, and the amount of free warm tea and free supplies distributed by Ji'an County Lady to all the affected people. The court was excited to hear this.
Emperor Tianwu nodded repeatedly and praised him. Prince Pingnan and the Right Prime Minister looked at each other and stepped forward together. The Right Prime Minister said, "Your Highness Prince Yu and Princess Ji'an are wholeheartedly working for the people. We are deeply moved. Now that the disaster-stricken people in the capital have been properly resettled, we cannot ignore the disaster victims outside the city. I am willing to donate 50,000 taels of silver for disaster relief outside the city."
Prince Pingnan followed up and said, "I will also donate 50,000 taels."
With these two taking the lead, other ministers expressed their willingness to donate, some donated 30,000, some donated 20,000, some donated 5,000, and some even said they were willing to open a porridge stall outside the city to provide free porridge.
Feng Jinyuan, the left prime minister, naturally could not fall below the right prime minister, and quickly followed suit and said, "I am also willing to donate 50,000 silver coins."
Tianwu was very satisfied with this atmosphere. While ordering Zhang Yuan to write down the amount of donations promised by each person, he said happily: "I am very pleased that all of you are so concerned about the people. Prince Yu and Princess Ji'an are role models. Prime Minister Feng, you really gave birth to a good daughter!"
In one sentence, Feng Jinyuan was so excited that she almost cried. The emperor was finally willing to attribute Feng Yuheng's good deeds to him, and finally remembered at this critical moment that she was his daughter.
He quickly stepped forward, knelt in the hall, kowtowed, and said loudly: "It is the responsibility of my whole family to share His Majesty's worries and to help the people solve their problems."
"Okay!" Tianwu nodded heavily, "It is a blessing for me to have you like this!"
Feng Jinyuan excitedly struck while the iron was hot and said what he had been holding back for a long time: "Your Majesty, the winter disaster in the capital is so severe, I think the damage to the northern border of Dashun will be even more serious. I have learned from the lessons of previous years. This year, I have made arrangements in advance through merchants and grain merchants and grain farmers in the northern border. We will keep the grain price stable and will not hoard a single grain of grain. We will work together to survive the winter disaster."
"Are you serious?" Tianwu was really happy. Every winter disaster, food was a big problem. Grain merchants in various places asked for exorbitant prices, and even if the government opened the warehouses to release grain, it was not enough. Not only was the price of grain high, but those grain merchants also hoarded rice and refused to release a large amount of rice and flour, so that the victims had no food, and some died of freezing and starvation.
"I am absolutely lying."
"Good! Good! Good!" Tianwu stood up suddenly, "Lord Feng, if you can really solve the rice problem in the northern border this winter, I will definitely reward you handsomely."
"I thank you for your grace." Feng Jinyuan knocked his head to the ground again and said, "I request to go to the northern border in person to rescue the victims. Please grant my wish, Your Majesty!"
Tianwu was slightly stunned. Feng Jinyuan asked for permission to go to the northern disaster area. This... wasn't his style?
"Lord Feng, are you going to the disaster area in person?"
"Your Majesty, that's right. I have been worried about rice since the beginning of winter. If I don't go there in person this time, I'm afraid there will be changes among the merchants. In addition, if I go there once, I will benefit every year and will no longer have to worry about winter rice."
Tianwu nodded. What he said was right. It was worthwhile to go there and relieve years of worries.
"Alright." He agreed to Feng Jinyuan's request, "I will appoint you as the Imperial Envoy to Zhenbei, and you will set off for the Northern Territory in three days!"
"My lord, I obey your order."
This was the happiest day for Feng Jinyuan in the past six months, so much so that he still had a smile on his face after returning home, which made all the servants guess what was going on.
Feng Jinyuan called He Zhong and ordered, "Go to the account office and withdraw 50,000 taels of silver. The palace will send someone to pick it up in the next two days."
"Yes." He Zhong didn't dare to ask why. He just did what Feng Jinyuan told him to do.
Feng Jinyuan walked away and said, "Call the young lady to Songyuan again and tell her that I want her to come."
He Zhong responded again, and when he saw that Feng Jinyuan had no other instructions, he turned and left.
Feng Jinyuan, who had returned to Song Garden, waited for more than half an hour before he saw Chenyu walking slowly towards him. Her face was a little pale, but she looked better than before.
As he looked at Chenyu, he unconsciously thought of the day when Fengtong arrived. His mood couldn't help but become even lower. He wanted to scold her for coming so slowly, but then he remembered the purpose of calling her here, and he swallowed the words back.
Chenyu came to Feng Jinyuan and bowed gently, saying obediently: "Chenyu greets father."
Feng Jinyuan nodded, "Please sit down first. Your father wants to talk to you about something."
Chen Yu was not polite, he walked to the chair and sat down, then looked at Feng Jinyuan and asked, "I wonder what father wants to see Chen Yu for?"
Feng Jinyuan looked at his daughter and felt that after that incident, she seemed to be more beautiful than before. Although her complexion was not very good, she had a different kind of beauty under her sick appearance, which could make a man feel infinite pity.
He nodded secretly, feeling very lucky that he had saved her life. After the morning court today, the Third Prince even asked, "I heard that the eldest lady in the mansion is ill. I wonder if she is better now." It seems that the Third Prince couldn't let go of Chen Yu's beauty. In addition to her destined fate, anyone with great ambitions could not completely ignore her. Although Princess Xiang was not ill, she was a woman after all. Feng Jinyuan understood that it was easy for a man to kill a wife or concubine in the mansion. He never thought that Princess Xiang would be an obstacle to Chen Yu. As long as he supported the Third Prince, Chen Yu would be the only choice for the queen.
"Sinking fish." He calmed down and said, "Father will go to the Northern Territory as an imperial envoy to provide disaster relief in three days. Before that, there is one thing that must be done first."
Chenyu was puzzled, "I don't know what father is talking about? Why did he call Chenyu here?"
Feng Jinbai rolled his eyes in his heart, wondering how his daughter had learned Feng Yuheng's tricks. She pretended to be ignorant even though she knew the truth.
He coughed twice and then said, "Didn't you say last time that the Shen family gave you one million taels of silver notes, which you could give to your father to use for his financial affairs?"
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