The process of distributing disaster relief medicine went very smoothly.

Of course, this is not the credit of Ye Qingwan and Xia Xuejian, but the credit of the Grand Tutor and the Ninth Prince.

The two of them were busy running around. Ye Qingwan and Xia Xuejian sat in the shed, holding their chins and watching them work.

"Hey, who do you think is better looking, the Ninth Prince or Tutor Liu?" Xia Xuejian asked Ye Qingwan.

Ye Qingwan also held her chin, almost touching her face. It felt so good to be a salted fish. After so many times, this time was the most comfortable. "They all look good when they are working hard."

"Yeah, I think so too." Xia Xuejian agreed deeply.

"I think my senior brother is the best looking." Ning Qingqing suddenly jumped in and squeezed in between the two of them.

Xia Xuejian and Ye Qingwan couldn't help but look at her and said in unison: "Your senior brother is not here."

Just as he finished speaking, Ning Shaoqing came in with lunch, yelling, "What? Who did you say was prettier?"

When the three of them saw him, they immediately pulled him over and said, "You are the most beautiful."

Ning Shaoqing had an expression that said, "That's pretty good."

After nearly half a month of hard work, the victims have basically been resettled.

The three women walked hand in hand in front, while the three men followed silently behind.

As soon as I entered the city, there was a sudden loud "boom" on South Street, shaking the ground three times, and a heat wave hit me in my face.

Before Ye Qingwan could react, he held her waist with his big hand and pulled her into his arms to protect her.

When she opened her eyes again, flames shot up from South Street, lighting up half the sky red.

The private gun house on South Street exploded?!

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what was going on. Didn’t it explode at this time last time?

Especially Xia Xuejian, who had an expression that said, "Don't look at me. I've been with you guys these days, and it wasn't me who exploded."

"Qingqing, take Wanwan back." Liu Sheng said as he pushed the person in his arms onto Ning Shaoqing, and then prepared to go and put out the fire.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from behind. Looking back, a team of well-equipped cavalry were rushing in from outside the city at a rapid speed.

The leader, wearing black armor, with sharp eyes and murderous look on his face, came galloping all the way.

King Xiang?!

Are you back?!

Everyone was stunned, but King Xiang didn't even look at them and just sped past them.

As they passed by, they reached out their hand to Liu Sheng who was standing beside them. Liu Sheng grabbed him, got on the horse, and the two of them disappeared into the street in an instant.

After they left, the Ninth Prince said, "You guys go back first and don't run around."

Then he quickly walked towards the Ninth Prince's Palace, ready to lead the palace soldiers to rescue and put out the fire.

"Qingqing, take Xia Xuejian back." Ning Shaoqing said, and he carried Ye Qingwan on his back and disappeared on the spot.

Ning Qingqing nodded and grabbed Xia Xuejian's hand: "Let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the man jumped up and climbed onto the roof.

After Ning Shaoqing sent Ye Qingwan back to the Ye Mansion, he immediately turned around to rescue her: "Wait for me here, don't run around."

"Be careful."

He had already walked to the door, but when he heard her say that, he stopped in his tracks, turned around to look at her, smiled and nodded: "Well, wait until I come back."

Ye Qingwan nodded.

As soon as Qingqing left, her father rushed out with the palace soldiers. The surrounding people and officials also came out of their homes one after another, carrying tools and rushing towards South Street where flames were rising to the sky.

As more and more people joined in the firefighting, the fire on South Street was quickly put out.

Liu Sheng led the Ministry of Revenue to resettle the disaster-stricken people, and King Xiang led his 10,000 elite troops to protect the people's safety.

Ye Qingwan, Xia Xuejian and others also joined Mr. Hua Tuo's team to bandage and treat the injured people.

With everyone working together, the situation on South Street was quickly brought under control.

By the time the emperor received the news the next day, everything had already been settled.

But as the instigators, the Minister of Revenue and the Ninth Prince still have to be held accountable.

This time, the Ninth Prince was really wronged, because after he came back, he had already removed the original Minister of Revenue and stopped the private gun room, but he didn't expect it to explode again.

The emperor threw the impeachment memorial directly in his face and was about to scold him when Prince Xiang came in: "Father."

The moment he saw the emperor, Prince Xiang's face flashed with joy.

"Father, this matter has nothing to do with my ninth brother. I hope you can understand this."

When the emperor saw him, he softened his temper and said, "You did a good job this time."

"The credit for this effort goes to everyone. I dare not take credit for it." After King Xiang said this, he submitted the names of all those who participated in the disaster relief work.

The emperor was a little unsure of his thoughts, as this was not like Prince Xiang's style.

But since he said so, the emperor could only reward him according to his merits. As for the Ninth Prince, he was not punished much, but was confined for two months.

Then he discussed the next resettlement issue with Liu Sheng, and only then did he feel completely relieved.

Although the private gun room exploded, people in the capital were praising the court's reputation for unity in disaster relief and putting the people first, so the emperor naturally would not pursue the responsibility.

After adjourning the court, Prince Xiang did not rush to leave the palace, but accompanied the emperor for a walk in the imperial garden.

The father and son haven't had such a calm chat for a long time.

"Father." Prince Xiang suddenly knelt on the ground, holding the military token in both hands, and handed it to the emperor: "I have fulfilled your mission and guarded the south for many years. Now that the south is stable, I return the military token to you, father."

The emperor was stunned for a moment. This...

What happened to his eldest son?

The military token is a general's life and his only support in the court. How could he return it so easily?

The emperor looked very strange, not knowing what Prince Xiang was trying to do.

But the King of Xiang obviously had no intention of doing anything. After returning the military token, he stood up and said, "If your Majesty has nothing else to do, I will take my leave first."

As he was about to leave, the emperor held the military token in his hand, and suddenly felt guilty, and called out, "Fusang."

King Xiang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and replied with a smile: "Father, I am here."

"It's been a long time since we've had a meal together. Would you like to have dinner with the Emperor tonight?"

King Xiang looked at him in disbelief at first, then said happily: "Your son obeys your order."

The emperor didn't know what was wrong with him, but he could clearly feel that he was very happy, like a child recognized by his father.

The emperor was a little dazed. It seemed like Prince Xiang was only three or four years old when he followed him and called him "Father" like he is now.

They had a very good relationship as father and son before, why did it gradually change?

Perhaps it was because he did not do his job as a father that the father and son became estranged.

The whole dinner was very pleasant. Prince Xiang told the emperor a lot of stories about the war in the south, which made the emperor laugh uncontrollably.

They didn't care about the etiquette between the ruler and his subjects at all, and were just like ordinary father and son, enjoying themselves very much.

——Dividing line I thought about it and it would be too time-consuming and space-consuming to start all over again. So let's write a few more chapters of important scenes in this harem series to make up for the regrets and then end it.

The harem is not going well. The Grand Master is too stubborn and out of my control. So let's just have a happy reunion (﹡?o?﹡)