Zhong Yi knew Rong Jingqiu's concerns, otherwise he could just leave it to Liu Zhixuan to take charge. He knew the ability of Liu to manage, but he was afraid that there would be traces, so he turned his hand to implement it.

"I understand, don't worry, I will do it properly."

He was also particularly concerned about the incident of disaster victims from all over the country entering the capital. During this period, his escort business was extremely popular. Even those rich families were afraid that the victims would impact their families, so many people hired escorts to protect their homes.

But he used all the money he earned on the victims. After all, he was just a person of all kinds of religions and did not have as many concerns as Rong Jingqiu, so he often went to provide disaster relief in person, which unexpectedly made him gain some reputation.

So he did not make things difficult or attracted attention.

The two discussed some details. Although Rong Jingqiu was given full power to Zhuangzi manager Liu Zhixuan, she still had to grasp the direction of the overall situation.

Before he knew it, he discussed until it was getting late. Rong Jingqiu left Zhong Yi for dinner, but Zhong Yi refused. As a result, when Rong Jingqiu sent him away, he happened to meet Zhao Yu back home.

He glanced at the cheap brother-in-law and knew that his wife had a good relationship with him, so he forced him to stay and have a drink.

Zhong Yi could only obey helplessly. In fact, he knew in his heart that the reason why Zhao Yu was like this was entirely because of Rong Jingqiu, otherwise he would have been qualified to become a visitor to the prince.

Without deliberately splitting the seats, Rong Jingqiu ordered the kitchen to cook a few delicious dishes, then sat next to Zhao Yu and drank two glasses.

During the meal, Zhong Yi was inevitably talking about the troublemakers. These things are the most experienced. Some people are indeed pitiful, but some people take the opportunity to make trouble. "The small-scale fight cannot be a climate, but it just makes people feel uncomfortable. Those people are completely picking on women, which makes people panic, and they are not a thing at all..."

Rong Jingqiu also knew that the public security was not good, but she couldn't care about so much, so she could only focus on that acre of three-point land. After all, there were mixed together, and some things could not be avoided at all.

However, Zhao Yu was drinking dullly, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the end, Zhong Yi got drunk, and Rong Jingqiu couldn't let him go back so late, so he placed him in the living yard and arranged for Lin Lan'er and Zhu'er to go and serve.

The couple went to bed after taking a shower, but it was still comfortable in the bed when it was cold.

The next day, when Rong Jingqiu got up, Zhong Yi left her a message and left early.

She smiled and no longer devoted her mind to it. Instead, she started the year-end account. She wanted to draw more food to provide disaster relief, but she could not ignore the farming of the farmer, and she had to keep enough food and seeds for the next year.

The dowry under her name and the property under Zhao Yu's name are all openly. Now she has to ask about it one by one. Of course, the end of the year is approaching, and the matters of gifts everywhere must be arranged, so this cannot be careless.

Previously, Rong Jingqiu refused guests on the grounds of being unwell, and Zhao Yu also used this banner, which made many people who wanted to visit had to change their minds. Therefore, the Ninth Prince's Mansion has always been quite quiet, at least there would be no situation where the Seventh Prince's Mansion next door would have been banqueting guests every day.

But because the managers of the villages everywhere came to pay the accounts, the Ninth Prince's Mansion became lively.

The sound here can be heard clearly by the Seventh Prince's Mansion next door.

Princess Dora whipped the trees in the snow one by one, and then she felt a little relieved when she looked at the snow flying.

"What's going on next door?" Hearing the excitement over there, she lowered her face and asked the people waiting around her.

"I heard that the manager of the village came to pay the account and was busy." The well-informed servant replied immediately.

The masters of the two mansions seemed not very harmonious, but there were no need for so many servants, and some people had private contact.

Princess Dora took a sip of hot milk tea and hummed disdainfully. She was still resentful of Rong Jingqiu's repeated disdain for not giving her face, so she looked disdainful.

"Prince, Prince's Concubine, it's not good, the little prince is not good, it's burning so bad, Concubine Lan said she wanted to hire an imperial physician..."

When Princess Dora heard this, she didn't even raise her eyebrows. She turned a blind eye to the maid sent by Concubine Lan and continued to fiddle with her whip again and again. As for whether the little bastard had a fever, does it have anything to do with her?

Concubine Lan waited and couldn't wait for the maid who had gone to ask for instructions to come back. The seventh prince left Beijing with the princess to provide disaster relief. The mansion was all under the management of Princess Naban. Otherwise, she would not have to go out to hire an imperial physician and even asked her for instructions. When she thought of this, she secretly hated her.

Seeing her son crying with fever, she felt so distressed that she had to pick up her son and go to the yard where the concubine lived. No one stopped her along the way, but there was constant singing and dancing inside. It was obvious that Princess Dora asked the singers in the mansion to have fun for her.

"When is it now? Are you still in the mood to have fun here?" Concubine Lan, holding the child, roared angrily, interrupting the musicians' performance.

Princess Dora, who was drinking milk wine in the middle, looked at the annoying woman coldly, and moved her eyes down to the child she was holding. The mocking meaning was even more. She didn't even get up to greet her, but threw wine cups at the musicians, "Did I ask you to stop? Play, and then play music for me. I rarely hear these despicable sounds of yours. I will not stop, and no one is allowed to stop."

"Are you still human? My child has a high fever..." Concubine Lan couldn't bear it and stepped forward and beat the new wine cup that Princess Dora was about to pick up again.

Princess Dora slapped her on the face without hesitation, and she said coldly, "Your son has a fever, what's the matter with this princess?"

"He is the child of the Seventh Prince..."

"Oh? So what? It's not my princess's child. I don't care whether she lives or not."

Princess Dora doesn't buy this account at all. Anyway, she is now open to it. As long as Da'an Chao doesn't have the intention to fight Mobei, she will not do anything to her.

As for the man named Husband, she hates him so much now, so how could she still take his bastardness into her eyes?

Concubine Lan saw the ruthlessness of the woman. She turned around and left with the child in her arms. She didn't ask her, but she personally carried the child out of the house to seek medical treatment.

"Stop her, without the orders of this princess, no one can let her leave the house." Princess Dora ordered coldly.

The servants of Mobei brought her immediately stepped forward to stop Concubine Lan holding the child. No matter how much Concubine Lan struggled, it was futile, and even scolding was taken as a warning.

Finally, she and her son who had a high fever were locked up.

The child's condition is getting worse and worse, and it is useless to see Concubine Lan crying. Now she truly understands what it means to be unresponsive to every day, and it is called "the earth and earth is not effective."

No one in the capital knew about and paid attention to all this in the seventh prince's mansion. However, as the end of the year approached, all the mansions received obituaries from the seventh prince's mansion. The little prince, who was only a few months old, died young, and Concubine Lan was overwhelmed and threw herself into the well and committed suicide.

Like a flash in the pan, the mother and son have completed their short lives.

When Rong Jingqiu received this news, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Why did she die?

Lin An said, "I heard that the little prince was caught in the cold because of his biological mother's care. Then Concubine Lan and the Seventh Prince's concubine were separated from each other and refused to tell the Seventh Prince's concubine. This was why she missed the treatment and died prematurely. Concubine Lan was very guilty because of her loss of her son, and finally jumped into a well late one night."

This sounds reasonable at first glance, but it doesn't quite match the impression that Concubine Lan gave her. This woman attaches great importance to her children in the past and next two lives. What she likes to show off her most is her ability to have children.

"I always feel that there is something behind this," Lin Lan'er said, "Why does Concubine Lan attach to her children so much that she doesn't hire a doctor just because she is angry?"

"Who knows?" Lin An took a photo of his daughter, "Damn girl, you are not allowed to inquire about this matter. This is the matter of the Seventh Prince's Mansion."

Lin Lan'er curled her lips and finally nodded.

Lin An said to Rong Jingqiu, "No matter what is wrong, it is their life." While saying that, he looked at Rong Jingqiu carefully.

Rong Jingqiu put down the obituary, "He will naturally care about the Seventh Prince's Mansion when the Seventh Prince comes back, so how can he allow others to meddle in other people's business?" He paused, "But I guess the Lan family will make a fuss."

Even she could see that there was something tricky inside. How could a person like the Seventh Prince not see it? As a wife and father, whether to seek justice for the dead women and children depends on the man's thoughts.

Concubine Lan is not a pity. She just regrets that child. This child had a bad fate in his previous life, but at least he had a legitimate identity. After the seventh prince was defeated, his life became very sad, but at least he could save his life.

However, children who died prematurely never do funerals, so it's enough to know about this.

As she guessed, Concubine Lan died inexplicably, and her family couldn't swallow her breath, so she went to the Seventh Prince's Mansion to make a fuss. Princess Dora simply asked the second prince and the third prince to support her on the grounds that the man was not at home.

The Lan family's troubles quickly subsided. The noble ladies in the capital discussed for a few days before leaving the matter open. What should be celebrated and the Chinese New Year continued, and not many people paid attention to the movements of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Princess Dora pretended to be a few days ago. During the Chinese New Year, she closed her door to greet guests. She did not go to pay New Year's greetings herself. The words to the outside world were to perform rituals for the dead concubine Lan and her son. However, Rong Jingqiu, who was separated by a wall, could hear the joy played by the Seventh Prince's Mansion every day. It was obvious that Princess Dora was in a good mood.

Zhao Yu did not comment on this matter, but also sneered at Princess Dora's actions, "In the future, this woman will not pay attention to her."

Obviously, Princess Dora played a role in this matter. Anyone who is not blind can see it, but she relied on the identity of Princess Fanbang as a protection.

Rong Jingqiu nodded and said she knew, but she still sighed, "There are too many women in this backyard, and the children will suffer."

Hearing her words, Zhao Yu looked up at her, and then she looked at him innocently.

He laughed, saying it to him on purpose, so he pulled her over and sat on his lap, "What did you hear?"

"Where is the wind?" Rong Jingqiu asked back with her big eyes open.

Zhao Yu smiled and pinched her tender face lightly, and then she took a rude photo, "Just talk, don't try to divert my attention."

"Isn't it just those people who gave me a few beauties, but I didn't accept them, and I just transferred them to others. This is worthy of your taste?" Zhao Yu sneered, "Don't worry about what you should worry about, and think about what you should not worry about. I'm saying are you tired?"

Rong Jingqiu knew all these things. After all, the filial piety was sent to the mansion, and she knew clearly how many people there were. Of course, Zhao Yu gave them to a group of staff after he turned around, and she knew it.

Zhao Yu didn't hide these things from her, but she actually didn't take it to heart. Compared with her previous life, this life was much better.

At that time, these beauties were all placed in the backyard, which was actually quite noisy. Even if they were raised to block others' mouths, she was actually not happy.

"I'm happy, you don't care." She snorted softly.

Zhao Yu laughed out loud when he heard this. He was obviously in a good mood. He was not stupid. She would care about these things, which means that she began to have him in her heart. She put her heart in her favor. Only by not caring can she be generous.

Thinking of this, he took the initiative to say, "Don't touch the two palace maids that the queen had admired at the time, just give them some food, and don't treat them too well."

Rong Jingqiu knew which two people he was talking about. When the prince grew up, he would be given a few palace maids who taught people. Most of these palace maids would follow the male protagonist out of the palace.

In order to save face, she placed these two people in an independent courtyard, and of course she also sent people to serve. These two people were rewarded by the queen, and she also had the intention of surveillance. Who knows if they were the queen's eyeliners?

As for whether Zhao Yu had any sympathy with them, she was not worried. Zhao Yu looked down on such a woman. He had an irreconcilable conflict with the queen. He was stupid and then he went to meet these two women.

Of course, some of these two people also know the current affairs. When they first met her, one of them secretly told her everything, saying that the Ninth Prince had never touched them, and obviously knew that he was a cannon fodder and was trying to get a good treatment.

She was also happy to play a good person, so she treated her better than the other one, but she didn't care about the conflict between the two, as long as it didn't make a big fuss.

"I know the measure." Rong Jingqiu glanced at Zhao Yu, "If they really touched them, the queen will definitely reward someone. Since that's the case, it's better to keep them for a while." After a pause, she smiled and said, "Anyway, they live far away, I'm not afraid that they will meet you by chance."

Of course, if anyone dares to show up, she will knock her down. It is not difficult.

Zhao Yu saw her smiling cunningly, and her whole body was even more lively and charming, so how could he have any time to discuss other women? He picked her up and walked into the inner room. In the winter, the boudoir was still warm.

When the spring season was in full swing, the weather was warm, the snow in winter began to show its power, the land was nourished by the snow water, and the drought in some places was somewhat alleviated. The disaster relief of the prince and the seventh prince in the winter was initially achieved. Some victims of the suburbs of Beijing embarked on the way back to their hometown, but there were still quite a few people who refused to leave. They could make a living here at least, but after returning to their hometown, they would probably not even be able to eat grassroots.

The errand to mobilize these people to return home did not fall on Zhao Yu's head, but was stolen by the second prince. This hardcore supporter of Daqiansui, who was fighting to do these things and wanted to say a few good things for Daqiansui. After all, brothers who have been decades have really no way to bear the fate of the whole family being forbidden.

Zhao Yu ignored these troubles. When everyone thought he was going to ride the wind, he directly asked for an order to go out of Beijing to repair the water conservancy project.

Rong Jingqiu had known that Zhao Yu was leaving home, and at the end of last year, he started preparing for things for him to use for travel. He only collected a car of herbs. These are hard to find now. After all, everything must be used first in the disaster area.

Just counting these things, she spent a lot of time, and of course there was still sorrow of parting.

She only became a couple for a year in her life, but she seemed to have gotten used to sleeping with one more person at night. Now that this person is leaving for a not-so-short period, she is inevitably melancholy in her heart.

At night, she hugged Zhao Yu tightly and kept him tightly. Often in the middle of the night, Zhao Yu would be so entangled by her that she would be so angry that she would wake up. Just as she was about to move her hand away, she would tighten even more like a nightmare, making him frightened, so she had to let her go.
To be continued...