In the Royal Palace, Wangchuan and Feng Yuheng talked about the Zhu family. Feng Yuheng heard it very happily, and from time to time he had to add a few sentences to express his views.

Huang Quan couldn't help but say, "Miss, do you feel like you're back to the Feng family?"

She shrugged: "There are some, but the Zhu family is still far from the past Zuo Xiangfeng family. For the Eighth Prince, they are just an ant. If I were the sixth-rank official, Master Zhu, I would hold Zhu Kongshan's thighs tightly, and the eldest lady and the legitimate daughter, and the most important thing is to recognize the situation. No matter what in the future, at least the eighth prince is still powerful and powerful now, and the Yu Zhu family will not lose."

"It's a pity that Zhu Xinjie is like Feng Jinyuan at the time, and he doesn't realize this at all." Wangchuan said lightly: "The Liu family is also cruel. He just strangled Liu to death, without even thinking about the same root and origin."

"This is the sorrow of the concubine's daughter." Feng Yuheng said: "The concubine's daughter is born as a concubine, and the concubine is to share with the mistress and compete for the existence of her husband. This kind of existence is destined to be unpopular, and the children they give birth to naturally have no status. The most fundamental way to eliminate concubine's sons and daughters is to prevent men from taking concubines."

"How is that possible!" Huang Quan exclaimed, "Is it still a man who doesn't take a concubine?"

Wangchuan glared at her and reminded: "Why isn't there? Our prince won't take a concubine."

"That's because our lady is so good." Huang Quan said it well and proved. "There is no way to find a second lady in the world, so it is wise for the prince not to marry him."

"That's not necessarily!" Feng Yuheng rubbed his face, "What if I get old one day?"

"Miss, don't worry, the prince is older than you." Wangchuan analyzed seriously, "He is so much older than you, so if he is older, he will grow old first."

Feng Yuheng felt that this was really useful, so he smiled and took out chocolate from his sleeve to give it to Wangchuan. Wangchuan couldn't stand Huang Quan's jealous little eyes and silently broke half of it to her.

Zhu Kongshan continues to offer porridge and do good deeds to the north of the city during the day, and waits for Xuan Tianmo to come every day at night. Sometimes she feels like a prostitute who is in trouble, not only will she sleep endlessly by this man in the name of love, but she also has to work hard for him.

However, this job cannot be done for long. Now there are fewer and fewer other officials participating in the cooking of porridge on the north side of the city. After she revealed Xuan Tianmo's contempt for those officials from time to time, those people were no longer willing to come here, and even withdrew the porridge shed.

The poor people in the north of the city are more kind and know that no one's money is not blown by the strong wind. From the beginning of winter to the end of the year, it has been more than two months, and no one can release the rice and grain from their families indefinitely. Therefore, when those officials have withdrawn, they will not make trouble. In addition, Zhukongshan is still maintained, so they can still get a meal every day.

On that day, after Xuan Tianmo climbed down from her again, Zhu Kongshan said to him: "Cousin, the good deeds in the north of the city have been doing. Kongshan has an idea about doing good and always wants to talk to his cousin."

Xuan Tianmo nodded: "You said." He was still looking forward to Zhu Kongshan's idea of ​​such things.

Zhu Kongshan said: "I have always been doing things here. Although the people all know that the money for doing good deeds comes from Prince Sheng's Mansion, these are not intuitive. Especially when the incident with Concubine Li last time, I have always been paying the injustice for my aunt. Why should we compensate for the kindness we did? In the final analysis, it was because of the fact that the aunt and cousin did not participate in it in person."

Xuan Tianmo thought for a while and asked, "Then what you mean is..."

"Kongshan thought that if my cousin could take time to go north of the city in person, even if he just stood in front of the porridge pot to serve the people, it would be different. After all, you went there, the Sixth Prince did not go, and there will be a reward next time. If you say something wrong, the emperor can no longer reward others without his conscience. And the other side of the aunt, she is a concubine in the palace, so it is definitely not possible to leave the palace, but at least he can make a gesture and give a reward. As for the reward, Kongshan believes that money is not important, and it is better to reward some things that the people can use, such as..." She thought for a while and said, "For example, let the aunt take the lead and find a group of maids and mothers to make new winter clothes. It is almost the end of the year. Let's change the people's clothes in the name of Yuan Guiren. What do you think?"

Xuantian's eyes lit up. He felt that Zhu Kongshan was very reasonable and thoughtful. He and Guiren Yuan participated in it personally and came here again when the Chinese New Year is approaching. Emperor Tianwu would definitely have a reward during the New Year. With their personal participation, Tianwu would no longer count the reward on Lao Liu and Concubine Li.

He looked at Zhu Kongshan with a smile of approval on his face, "My cousin is smart and careful, and these things are thanks to you thinking about it. The King of Japan in Ming Dynasty went to the palace to tell her mother that she would immediately start to organize the winter clothes. After the winter clothes are finished, I will personally distribute them and then serve the porridge for the people."

Zhu Kongshan smiled in his eyes, nodded, and shyly retreated into the quilt. As soon as the handsome man showed this, Xuan Tianmo could not resist. He smiled at the corner of his lips and covered himself with his body...

It took some time to make winter clothes. Zhu Kongshan was still in front of the female Bodhisattva on the north side of the city. However, the officials all evacuated in a few days after "reminders" in her daily words. She looked helpless, but she was happy in her heart. At the same time, the porridge shed in the Prince Sheng Mansion was twice as widened by her, but the porridge shed was thinner than before. Not only was it sparse, but a lot of brown rice was added inside, and it was no longer the fine grains of the past.

The people were a little confused about this, but after thinking about it, after having been with such a long time, I am afraid that Prince Sheng’s Mansion is powerless. Whether it is brown rice or thin, it is better than nothing, and people still haven’t said anything.

But what Zhu Kongshan wanted was not the effect. She occasionally took her maid Xiaoyu to the side of the ruined temple and chatted with the beggars, but she kept saying in a word - "I don't know how long I can last. When I came to the capital from Pengzhou, my jewelry sold all the money I brought from my family was spent. The Eighth Prince gave me a lot of fun, and I used it to replace it with rice and grain, just to make everyone have enough food and clothing. But I am just a little girl. My family is in Pengzhou but it is a sixth-rank official family. There is not much money. You have seen the porridge and water these days, and it is getting thinner and half of the brown rice mixed. I have no choice. If I really can't persist in spring, don't blame me."

When the beggars heard this, they wondered: "Didn't it mean that Prince Sheng's mansion paid the silver to donate porridge? In the past, there were so many officials and families who also came to donate grain and rice. They all said that it was under the call of the Eighth Prince, and it was instructed by the Eighth Prince. Since it was instructed by the Eighth Prince, why do you need your benefactor to pay the money?"

These beggars call Zhu Kongshan benefactors, because Zhu Kongshan first did good deeds in the north of the city, which started with their dilapidated temple. Now, the dilapidated temple has been opened and the window paper has been changed. Even every night, people from Zhu Kongshan will come here to put charcoal braziers for them to prevent them from getting frozen. Zhu Kongshan is a benefactor for them. Even if they heard that it was the silver paid by Prince Sheng's mansion, they were grateful from the bottom of their hearts that Zhu Kongshan was still the only one who was grateful to him.

When these beggars mentioned the eighth prince, Zhu Kongshan sighed softly and said sadly: "He is the prince and the prince. He has endless official duties every day, so he has no time to take care of this. It is said that the money from Prince Sheng's mansion is paid, but in fact, except for the servants who work in the porridge shed, Prince Sheng's mansion has never paid a penny in terms of money."

"Then why do you still say to the outside world that Prince Sheng's Mansion is helping the people?" People don't understand, "He has no money, so why is he embarrassed to gain such a good reputation?"

Zhu Kongshan said helplessly: "He is the prince. Now I am under someone else's roof, so I naturally want to ask him for good. He wants to forcibly attribute all these achievements to Prince Sheng's Mansion. What can I say, a little girl? I just thought, no matter who gets a good reputation, it doesn't matter. As long as it can give everyone real benefits, I don't care about those reputations. Have you heard of the resumption of Concubine Li in the palace? You think, the emperor is the most wise and powerful man. If these good things are really done by the Eighth Prince, the emperor will also give it to Concubine Yuan. How could he betrayed to Concubine Li? After all, the Sixth Prince did nothing."

After she said this, the beggars suddenly realized. Isn't that? Who is the emperor? He is clear-headed and bright-eyed, because the emperor knew that these things had nothing to do with the Eighth Prince and the nobleman Yuan, and the two men were shamelessly putting gold on him, so the emperor was angry and simply gave the reward to Concubine Li. After all, the girl from the Zhu family and Concubine Li were also relatives, and from a distance, they were the same as Concubine Yuan.

Someone said angrily: "I'll just say it! How could a person like the Eighth Prince suddenly get open, suddenly change his nature, and feel pity for the people. It's all fake after making trouble for a long time. The money is born by the benefactor, and the things are also done by the benefactor. But he attributed all these benefits to himself, and he was really shameless!"

The people in the capital had already complained about the Eighth Prince because of Feng Yuheng and Baicaotang. Now that they found out that they had been deceived, they had no respect in their words and started to curse. Zhu Kongshan was very happy when he heard this, but his eyebrows were still frowning, as if he was still pitiful.

Soon, the girl from Prince Sheng's Mansion came here. She quickly got up, pretended to be very panicked in front of the beggars, and quickly followed the maid. Xiaoyu, who had been trained by her for these days, walked slowly. After Zhu Kongshan and the others left the temple gate, she turned around and hurriedly said to the beggars: "The girl was from Prince Sheng's Mansion just now, and the Eighth Prince sent her to stare at our lady, for fear that the lady would tell her about this. But now the rice and grain were about to be cut off and she couldn't last much time. The lady felt that she was really up to her conscience without saying anything. Don't spread this matter to the outside! If the Eighth Prince finds out, she will beat our lady again after returning home." After she said that, she hurriedly ran out.

The beggars gritted their teeth with hatred. The eighth prince actually treated their benefactor like this. They could no longer bear it...
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