After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

"Your Highness, walls have ears." Chu Xi looked around meaningfully.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yichen realized what Chu Xi meant. He closed his eyes and suppressed his emotions.

"I lost my temper."

"Your Highness, even if you have thousands of ideas, you must be patient at this time." Chu Xi believed that to be able to become the protagonist of a novel, Zhou Yichen must have his own shining points.

But being too upright and kind to the people is not necessarily a good thing.

Throughout the ages, any emperor who sat on the throne was always deeply suspicious. There is no father and son in the royal family. These words were misinterpreted by someone and reached the ears of the current emperor. Zhou Yichen is going to be punished again.

"I know." Zhou Yichen nodded with a serious expression.

This incident had a significant impact on both of them. There were patients everywhere and wailing everywhere. It was not much better than a battlefield.

The two went back that night. Chu Xi fell asleep very late and went to help again the next day.

The dyeing workshop was extremely busy. Not only was there a problem of medicine, but also of food. Both the city and the villages around Yunzhou City that were hit by the winter solstice needed a large amount of food.

The heavy rain stopped completely three days ago, and the river dam was repaired. The two most pressing problems now are epidemics and house construction.

Building houses requires a large number of manpower. In addition to recruiting people from the village, it is also necessary to draw 2,000 of the original 3,000 troops in Yunzhou City and disperse them to various villages to help.

Starting from the third day, Zhou Yichen arranged for Chu Xi to go to Fengyang Village and Qiaotou Village, two neighboring villages, to watch those people building houses.

What they are trying to guard against are some soldiers who pretend to obey but actually disobey and want to take advantage of the situation. The previous corruption in Yunzhou City has led to more than half of the 3,000 soldiers in Yunzhou City being lazy and indolent.

Not only that, according to some past files that Zhou Yichen showed Chu Xi, there were quite a few cases where soldiers collected protection fees in the name of protection.

As a result, the people in Yunzhou City lived in misery.

After all this, Zhou Yichen specially sent his personal guards to knock on every door to inquire about the internal situation of Yunzhou City.

The common people may not understand eight-legged essays or the politics of the court, but some of their voices are always right.

For example, the leader of the 3,000-man army colluded with the county magistrate to sell war horses and human beings, and the taxes he paid were more than twice the amount set by the court.

Many of the bandits hiding in the dense forests on the way from Yunzhou to Yizhou were forced to join the Liangshan expedition.

Zhou Yichen reported the situation in the city truthfully in a memorial submitted to the capital. The charges were not deliberately exaggerated. The fact that the number of patients was concealed as 300,000, was enough to make His Majesty furious.

What His Majesty felt sorry for was not his people, but the unnecessary extra food and medicine in this disaster relief effort.

All of these have to be drawn from the national treasury. Emperor Tianwu is probably now wishing he could just execute the Yunzhou County Magistrate himself.

Chu Xi arranged for the 500 Yunzhou City soldiers to be stationed in Fengyang Village and Qiaotou Village. They had never done such hard and tiring work before, and they complained about everything all day long, and also slandered Chu Xi, the young and overly handsome prince, behind his back.

Of course, the ones who had issues with Chu Xi were only the soldiers from Yunzhou City who were unwilling to do their job, not the villagers.

For the villagers, Chu Xi, who brought hundreds of people to rebuild their homes for them, is a living Buddha.

The village chief even told Chu Xi that after the house was built, he wanted to build a temple for Chu Xi, using his appearance as the prototype, so that the villagers would burn incense and worship her in the temple for the rest of their lives.

Chu Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Even though this era had its bad points, there were also simple, honest and kind people.

"No need, I'm not a living Buddha, I'm just an ordinary person sent by the court to help you rebuild your homeland. You don't have to do this."

She knew that it was not easy for them either. The houses of every household were collapsed by the flood, and the things in the house were... washed away completely.

Even if the houses are built, every household will probably have to worry about food before the crops are planted again in the second half of the year.

The village chief and a group of villagers tried to persuade him again and again, but Chu Xi insisted and they stopped talking about this topic.

Chu Xi sent Chu Er back to ask His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan to send 200 kilograms of food. There were about 100 villagers in the two villages, and 500 soldiers, a total of 600 people.

Two hundred kilograms is enough to feed six hundred people for a few days, and that's when it's cooked into porridge with wild vegetables and sweet potatoes.

I can only eat two meals, and then I can only eat until I am 70% to 80% full.

The first time, they lasted only three days with 200 kilograms, and then they were gone. Strength lies in numbers, and it took an average of a dozen people to build a house for a family. Due to time constraints, they could only build one floor.

There are only about a dozen or twenty households in a village.

With more than a dozen people building one floor, the mud house was built very quickly. It took eight days to complete a house that was big enough for a family of five to live in.

On this day, before Chu Xi sent Chu Er back, he saw Zhou Yichen's personal guards arriving.

"See Crown Prince."

"Get up." The personal guards came over on fast horses and saw Chu Xi standing on the hillside.

She is discussing with the village chief about locating houses away from areas prone to landslides.

When the guard saw Chu Xi in royal blue brocade clothes, he jumped down without saying a word and knelt on one knee.

"Your Highness has something to discuss with you, Prince."

Chu Xi was about to go back, so he didn't ask any further questions. "Okay."

"Mr. Chu." The village chief's granddaughter came over to serve tea. When she saw Chu Xi mount the horse swiftly, her eyes lit up. His handsome and clean appearance was considered outstanding in Fengyang Village.

Chu Xi tilted her head slightly when she heard that. She wasn't even an adult yet, and these days she had only used a hairband to save trouble.

The light blue headband swayed in the wind, and there was a fine mutton-fat jade pendant on her waist, with a simple necklace.

"Miss Yuan, what's the matter?"

The young man is full of vigor and vitality. Yuan Xiaoyuan didn’t understand what this meant before, but now she feels that she sees it in Mr. Chu.

No matter what Master Chu does, he shines like the bright moon, dazzling and eye-catching.

"I'm here to serve you tea." She said softly, "Mr. Chu... have a cup of tea before you go? You'll get thirsty easily if you're traveling."

"No need, I have something important to do. Thank you, Miss Yuan." Chu Xi left Chu Er behind to supervise the Yunzhou city guards. She got on her horse, said this, and rode away.

The village chief sighed when he saw this, until Chu Er was called away, leaving only the two of them, grandfather and grandson.

Then he gently reminded, "Yuanyuan, Mr. Chu is of noble status and a noble man. People like us cannot afford to marry him."

Yuan Xiaoyuan bit her lip lightly, her cheeks slightly red and then pale, "Grandpa, I know, I...no, I didn't mean that."

"It's good that you understand. It's not easy to get into a high-ranking family. Grandpa just hopes that Yuanyuan can marry someone closer, with a gentle and simple husband who can come back to see Grandpa often."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Xiaoyuan lowered her eyes sadly, "Grandpa, I saved it."

The village chief sighed and said so, but his expression did not say so.

"Our Yuanyuan is a very nice person, but she is not the same kind of person as Master Chu."

He didn't want to discourage his granddaughter, but he also didn't want her to hold on to unrealistic hopes and go down a path to death.