Struggle History of the Reborn Son

Three days later, Prince Hong and Princess Hong, together with Uncle Anding's eldest son Xiao Shilang, set off with three hundred skilled craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry and one hundred imperial doctors.Half a month later, the court received news from Prince Hong about the flood one after another.

"The Xuzhou disaster victims have been properly resettled, and the people in the city can receive rice or flour every day to satisfy their hunger."

"The people in Huai'an have been evacuated across the board. The flood in Xuzhou City has been effectively released to the Huai'an area. After the flood is relieved, the epidemic control has made arrangements in advance, and there is no epidemic in Xuzhou City after the disaster."

"Not enough money for disaster relief, not enough food, not enough medicine..."

"Prince Hong collected food and medicine on the spot, and ordered the governor of Jianghuai to negotiate with Jianghuai Commercial Bank to raise money to solve the problem of food and medicine..."

"Xuzhou became the Huai River Dam and started repairing it. Prince Hong personally went to the site to check the situation of the dam breaking, and fought day and night with the staff of the Ministry of Industry at the site of the dam..."

A piece of news, a copy of the newspaper, was urgently sent to Beijing from [-] miles away from the Jianghuai River, affecting the hearts of the whole court, from the emperor to the seventh-rank officials in the court.

In a blink of an eye, the weather turned cold and the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching. Prince Hong still hadn’t returned. He only went to the emperor, saying that he would personally supervise the construction of the dam, and asked to inspect the safety of the dams along the Huaihe River, and reinforce the dangerous places in time to prevent the flood season in the coming year Jianghuai floods.

The emperor ordered the imperial envoy to send Shangfang's sword, and ordered the governor of Jianghuai and officials along the way to fully cooperate with Prince Hong in his actions.

For a while, all the officials in the court were astonished. Unexpectedly, Prince Hong actually handled the job well and properly, which was a hot potato that everyone was not optimistic about at the beginning, and even made the emperor order the imperial envoy to send Shangfang the sword. It can be seen that The emperor's support for Prince Hong.

The mid-autumn banquet is approaching, and the emperor ordered that it should not be extravagant. Wang Yusen, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, called out to His Majesty to be wise. Now that the Ministry of Households is short of silver, it is really stretched.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiao Mingyi simply held a family banquet.

In the harem, there are only concubines Shu and Concubine Jing left, even if the concubine of the Eastern Palace is added, there are no more than three; the princes in Beijing are no more than the prince Xiao Shiyuan, the eighth prince Xiao Shifeng, and the eleventh prince Xiao Shilin; Ziji, Xiao Zilu.

Mid-Autumn Festival is a day of reunion, Xiao Mingyi looked at the three sons at the banquet, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but at this moment, he did not mourn for too long, so as not to spoil the fun.

"Today's family banquet, you can do whatever you like, don't worry about your father, come, let's have a drink as a family."

Everyone toasted and drank. Concubine Shu has always been the most beloved concubine of the Holy Majesty, and now she is in charge of the harem phoenix seal. Sitting next to Xiao Mingyi, she can certainly see the disappointment in the emperor's eyes.

Holding the spoon in the jade hand, he scooped up a few dumplings, held the jade bowl, handed it to the emperor, and said softly: "Your Majesty, these are glutinous rice dumplings made by the concubine himself. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the concubine wants to celebrate. I hope your majesty How open-faced you can be."

"Father, the glutinous rice dumplings made by mother and concubine are delicious."

Xiao Shilin is young and a foodie. I saw him staring at the glutinous rice dumpling in the hands of Concubine Shu. With his snow-white skin, he looked like a glutinous rice dumpling with nose, eyes and talking under the moonlight. He was so cute. .

Children's words are smug, and sincerity is better.

Xiao Mingyi looked at his youngest son, his mood improved a lot, he waved and said, "Lin'er, come to Emperor Father."

Xiao Shilin was tall and chubby, when he heard his father summoned him, he ran forward joyfully, sat on his father's lap, raised his head and said to Xiao Mingyi: "Father, these days, my son can study hard. Already, my son will read a few words to my father, okay?"

"Okay." Xiao Mingyi looked expectant.

Xiao Shilin shook his head, and recited: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny cycles. This matter is difficult in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time and share the joys and joys of thousands of miles. The Taifu said that this sentence means that there are many unsatisfactory things in life. Just like the moon has a full moon and a waning moon, it has been difficult to be full since ancient times. If the father misses the emperor brothers, he can look at the moon in the sky more, because we are under the same sky as the emperor brothers, and we can see The same moon, so Father might not feel so regretful."

Xiao Mingyi was stunned when he heard the words, and asked: "Lin'er, these words are all your own thoughts?"