Detective in the Red Chamber

I had no choice but to sew up the ruined walls, so that Liao could settle down for the time being.

And this "for the time being" means that three years have passed.

Fortunately, in the past three years, the weather around Gyeonggi has been considered smooth, and the house barely survived no matter how crumbling it was.

However, the two heavy snowfalls in the early winter of this year broke this struggling situation.

In the original flood-stricken area, there was a large-scale collapse of residential buildings, and then the victims who could not be properly resettled, once again habitually flocked to the capital.

In the cold winter, it is definitely not possible to resettle on the spot outside the city like in the past.

Fortunately, the scale of this refugee wave is far inferior to that of the original flood, with only about 3000 to [-] people.

Coupled with the fact that the Empress Dowager took the lead, all the dignitaries in the court donated a lot of silver.

So Shuntian Mansion simply stepped forward and temporarily set up several camps in the city to gather the victims of the disaster for relief and management.

The book is back to normal.

However, Sun Shaozong heard that it was a servant of the Shuntian Mansion who was ordered to drive away the victims, and he was very surprised. He raised the curtain and asked, "Why are there victims here? Aren't they all resettled in the outer city?"

Seeing that he came forward to ask questions, the yamen servant hurriedly threw away the victim who had just been captured, and said flatteringly with a slanted shoulder: "Returning to the master, the others are staying in the outer city honestly, but those rascals sneak into the inner city and spend all day. I don’t do anything else here, just stay near this porridge shed, sleep on the side of the street wrapped in a quilt and a straw mat at night, get up and line up at dawn, eat more than anyone else!”

After thinking about it for a while, Sun Shaozong understood the twists and turns.

Although porridge was given out in the camps of the victims, the quality of the porridge was far inferior to that of the porridge sheds in the inner city, not to mention the abundance of monks.

After all, there were as many dignitaries and dignitaries in the inner city as a cow's hair, and there was no guarantee that any official would come to supervise the porridge shed set up by the court.

If faults are picked out at that time, it will be discredited to the Empress Dowager, and even the faces of many nobles in the court. Although the authority of the Empress Dowager is not as good as before, it is not a small matter if she speaks. Officials and petty officials can resist.

After thinking about these things clearly, Sun Shaozong questioned again: "Have they ever violated any regulations? If not, you are driving people away with great fanfare, and you are not afraid of being referenced by some censor?"

"Whoa!"

As soon as the yamen servant heard the word 'Yushi', his face was filled with bitterness, and he sighed: "Tai Zun has been impeached a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have come out today!"

Then he explained carefully: "At first we didn't pay too much attention to this matter. After all, we didn't open this porridge shed in Shuntian Mansion, but we couldn't stand it because of stuttering! The way the Department of Health and Welfare took over in the past seven or eight days It’s almost the same as last year, and they all died of freezing near the porridge shed!”

"For this matter, even the Minister of the Ministry of Rites personally came to the door, and Taizun was also forced to have no choice but to let us take all these lifeless things back to the outer city at night."

Although Shuntian Mansion was in charge of disaster relief, the porridge sheds in the inner city were set up by the Ministry of Rites.

Originally, the officials wanted to earn some fame, but now there are batches of dead people near the porridge shed. Those who know it, they know that they were frozen to death;

It is estimated that the Ministry of Rites is also suffering from all kinds of impeachments. No wonder even the Minister of the Ministry of Officials can't help but put pressure on Shuntian Mansion.

Seeing that near the porridge shed, more than [-] victims of the disaster have been gathered in shadows, and more than half of them are young and middle-aged.

Sun Shaozong couldn't help frowning again. It's understandable that young and middle-aged people need more nutrition than widows, the old and the weak, but why can't all the strong and strong people find jobs in the city?

Or is it that Shuntian Mansion has issued a ban on the disaster victims from working?

"This one……"

Hearing Sun Shaozong's question about this matter, the yamen servant was a little hesitant, as if he wanted to speak but dared not.

On the other hand, Zhang Cheng next to him had no scruples, and explained in a low voice: "Second Lord, since the implementation of the beggar Baojia system, many beggars can't stand the many rules, so they simply follow the rules."

"Because they have established files in the government before, they can be considered to know the basics. Compared with those disaster victims who are good and bad, no one is willing to hire them.

tsk~

After all, it was still his fault.

No wonder the yamen servant hesitated to answer.

After this episode, Sun Shaozong felt a little uncomfortable. Although his heart has hardened a lot in recent years, as long as his own interests are not involved, he is still sympathetic.

It's just that he couldn't think of how to help these victims for a while.

It is absolutely impossible to increase the supply of refugee camps.

Even if the budget allocated by the imperial court is rich, who knows to what extent the number of victims will eventually expand?

If we increase the supply now, we will have to reduce the supply when we cannot make ends meet, which will cause more troubles—after all, it is 'easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal'.

Besides, from the standpoint of Shuntian Mansion, they would not dare to serve these disaster victims too comfortably, otherwise it would be very likely that it would be easy to ask the gods and difficult to send them away.

If after the winter, these victims are still stranded and refuse to leave, and even call their friends to come to eat big households, then Jiayu Village will have to cry.

The best way is to increase temporary employment.

With the young and the strong, the old and the weak can be driven through this winter in peace and stability, and by the way, they can also earn some hard money, which is conducive to post-disaster reconstruction.

but……

This winter is the slack season for agriculture, and civil engineering has basically stopped, which is the period of the year when there is the most surplus of temporary workers.

Even if there are some jobs, most of them are taken over by the local natives. It is not so easy to find a suitable opportunity.

That's all~

If you have time, talk to Yu Qian first, even if you can figure out a solution alone, it would be more compliant for the officials to report this matter to the court than to do it yourself.

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Chapter 865 Marriage in Changcui Temple [Part [-]]

【First Update】

Joy, Red Candle, Luan Tent.

Xing Xiuyan was wearing the golden silk hijab of dragon and phoenix, and she was sitting anxiously alone on the wide Babu bed.

The gold silk hijab was so huge that it almost completely covered her head and neck, but the strange thing was that through the only gap, the hot scenes of the wedding banquet outside were reflected in Xing Xiuyan's eyes one by one.

as if...

She is not sitting on the marriage bed, but looking down on it from a height.

or……

The wedding banquet was held in Jiuyou Difu!

All kinds of weird scenes made Xing Xiuyan unbearably panicky, and he wanted to take off the hijab to take a closer look, but his hands didn't listen at all, no matter how he moved them, they just folded neatly on his lower abdomen.

what on earth is it?

Xing Xiuyan became more and more panicked.

At this moment, someone in the wedding banquet seemed to have noticed Xing Xiuyan's prying eyes, so he raised his head and looked over with a smile.

The four eyes meet each other, the rough appearance and eagle-like eyes, but if it's not Sun Shaozong, who else can it be?

Immediately afterwards, Sun Shaozong's tall and burly figure jumped out of the wedding banquet, and stood down-to-earth in front of Xing Xiuyan.

And the wedding banquet that seemed to be held in Jiuyou Hell disappeared without a trace like flowers in a mirror and moon in water.

This scene was also extremely weird, but Xing Xiuyan felt relieved for no reason, and her original panic was replaced by the shyness of the bride.

She even began to speculate whether the second elder brother of the Sun family would use the scale to lift his hijab first, or say a few words of his own.

However, what is unexpected is that Sun Shaozong was so anxious that he didn't even care about picking up the hijab, so he stretched out his hand and attacked her chest.

Surprised, Xing Xiuyan retreated subconsciously, but how could he avoid it?

She was ashamed and annoyed at the moment, and wanted to scold, but what came out of her mouth was a humiliating murmur.

Moreover, Sun Shaozong's hands were also very strange, even through the thick dress, they were so warm that they were in a mess. Although it was neither serious nor heavy, it still made Xing Xiuyan a little emotional.

Do not!

Such an impolite thing, how can, how can...

"Xiuyan, Xiuyan?"

At this moment, accompanied by two soft calls, a cold hand was suddenly pressed against Xing Xiuyan's forehead, causing her to shudder and open her eyes.

But I saw only the dim and shabby room, where are there any red candles, luan tents, gold silk hijabs, and where did Sun Shaozong come from?

I am clearly sleeping in the meditation room of Quicui Temple!

The only thing that was considered real was the pair of chubby hands clutching his chest.

"you're awake?"

At this time, the soft and deep voice sounded behind him again.

Xing Xiuyan turned her head in a daze, and saw Miaoyu in all kinds of clothes, looking at her with concern.

Seeing her looking back, Miaoyu smiled sweetly: "I didn't intend to wake you up, but when I came back from washing in the courtyard, I saw you kept talking nonsense that I didn't understand, and your face was red..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be some kind of nightmare?"

Hearing that her face was blushing strangely, Xing Xiuyan suddenly remembered the weird dream just now, as if she was ashamed.

Subconsciously shrank back to the edge of the bed, wanting to avoid that chubby little hand, never thinking of her moving here, the two-year-old girl also twisted her body and chased after her, her hands fumbled wildly, and she seemed to be Waking up and screaming: "Meat, meat..."

"This girl!"

Only then did Miaoyu discover Xing Xiuyan's predicament, and she stretched out her hand intentionally to hug Guo'er aside, but just as she inserted her hand into the bedding, she retracted it again, and said helplessly, "My hands are too cold, or you should first Give her your arm and try to coax her."

Xing Xiuyan hurriedly did the same, the girl seemed dissatisfied, but she closed her eyes and smacked her lips, and did not continue to climb higher after all.

Xing Xiuyan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but immediately felt a little sticky all over her body, and she was actually sweating all over in a dream.

If it's just these things, it's fine, but there is also that unspeakable embarrassment, which makes her dare not change clothes in front of Miaoyu and relieve her difficulties.

Therefore, I regretted it unconsciously, if I had known that I would encounter such embarrassment, I should not have moved back from Hengwuyuan yesterday.

But it's too late to regret it now, Xing Xiuyan could only pretend to be nonchalant, and whispered: "I will take care of you later, you can go to the hall for morning classes."

If it were an experienced woman, one would have to perceive her current predicament from her blushing face.

But Miaoyu grew up in a nunnery since she was a child. Although she has already moved her heart, she has only a half-knowledge about the relationship between men and women, so she nodded without thinking much, then quietly exited the meditation room, and covered the door with her backhand.

After Miaoyu left, Xing Xiuyan was relieved, but it was not easy to tidy up without waking up.

When it was finally done, it was already bright outside.

At this time, Zhuan'er, who was sleeping with the two little nuns, also looked for her sleepily, and she helped take care of her, so Xing Xiuyan had time to wash up.

…………

After the fasting meal in the morning, Xing Xiuyan was absent-minded, talking about poetry and Buddhism with Miaoyu, when a little nun came in outside to report that it was true, Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu came hand in hand.

Miaoyu and Xing Xiuyan hurriedly got up to welcome them out, but they didn't enter the door, but were talking about a few red plum plants outside the wall.

When it was approaching, Jia Baoyu sighed: "When it snowed last time, I picked a plum blossom and the sisters thought it was a flower bud. They said that I destroyed it before it bloomed. They all blamed me for being an ordinary person. ——Who ever thought that when the plum blossoms are in full bloom, there will be no snow.”

Speaking of this, he raised his head and asked in doubt: "Could it be that the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all ordinary people?"

These innocent words made Miaoyu and Xing Xiuyan smile endlessly.

Lin Daiyu sneered and said: "In my opinion, the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all elegant people, but I am afraid that you, an ordinary person, will come to steal flowers while it is snowing, so I dare not let the snow fall again! "

Jia Baoyu was choked by her and was dumbfounded, and after a while he bowed his head and said: "Sister speaks loudly!"

As he said that, he headed into Changcui nunnery, but he didn't talk to Xing Xiuyan and Miaoyu.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing him going straight to the main hall without making a sound, Lin Daiyu hurriedly rushed to question him.

Jia Baoyu turned back pretending to be distressed and said, "Naturally, I should go to confess to the gods and Buddhas, otherwise, if my sisters' interest in enjoying the snow is ruined because of me, wouldn't it be extremely bad?"

Seeing what he said was serious, the three girls couldn't help laughing.

After laughing for a long time, Lin Daiyu took Miaoyu and Xing Xiuyan one by one, leaned on Baoyu and said, "Two sisters, don't have the same knowledge as him, let's go, let's go to the Zen room to talk--I haven't eaten sister Miaoyu for some days." Good tea made by myself.”

Chapter 866: Marriage in Quicui'an [Part [-]]

【Second Update】

It was said that the three of them were chatting.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lin Daiyu came to her this time because of Xing Xiuyan.

So Miaoyu made tea for the two of them, and quietly left the meditation room under the pretext of calling Baoyu in.

But Lin Daiyu didn't know when the two would come in, so she didn't care about laying the groundwork, and asked straight to the point: "Sister, tell me the truth, what do you think about this marriage?"

After a pause, afraid that Xing Xiuyan might misunderstand something, he hurriedly explained: "Although the second brother of the Sun family is also greedy and lustful, he is not a forceful person. If my sister really doesn't want to marry him, we will find a chance to talk to him face to face. Make it clear, then he will definitely not mention this matter again!"