Relief to disaster victims is not just enough to have money.

All these natural disasters and man-made disasters have been able to feed a large group of corrupt officials. If they are not restricted, the disaster will be drawn layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by layer. When it is the victims' turn, there will be little left. At that time, the victims will inevitably riot, and the government will ask the court to send troops to suppress them. Tens of millions of victims died innocently, but the corrupt officials will make a fortune by stepping on millions of corpses.

This kind of thing happened in the past.

Therefore, the prince had to inspect it himself to ensure that the disaster and money were distributed to the victims without any fault. Of course, there were also many unruly people who would greed, gathering people to cause trouble, etc. Lu Feili's task was to lead troops to shock and maintain order.

Suddenly he was about to separate again, Ji Wan was a little reluctant to leave.

"When will you leave?"

"After collecting all the disaster money, it will not exceed five days at most."

Ji Wan pursed her lips and said softly: "Do you have to go? You are not the only general in the court. Besides, aren't there any local troops? It's not a war, it's enough."

Her reluctance was written on her face, and Lu Feili's eyes were soft and said, "Training troops to shock is only one of them. The most important thing is that I have to protect the safety of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The safety of the East Palace is the world, and I am not at ease if it is someone else."

Ji Wan said oh, thinking that the Chinese New Year was about to come. It would take at least several months for disaster relief and would not be back next year.

"Then I'll pack you up."

Lu Zhixing was playing with his mother's Dongzhu on the couch. When he saw his mother coming over, he immediately threw Dongzhu and reached out to hug him.

Ji Wan bent down and picked up her son, looked at Lu Feili who was following him, "When you come back, Brother Xing will probably speak."

Lu Feili took his son from her arms, sat on his lap, and smiled and said, "Isn't that just right?"

Ji Wan glared at him and turned to pack his bags.

Lu Zhixing didn't know that his father was about to go on a long trip, so he was having fun playing on his father's legs, and he was babbling and didn't know what he was saying. Lu Feili looked at his son's eyebrows and eyes that looked gentle.

Jiang Mansion.

Yan Ming was also packing Jiang Yuan, "The climate in the north is severe and it is snowing heavily now. Cousin, when you are away, you must take good care of yourself."

Jiang Yuan looked at the huge suitcase and said helplessly: "I went north with the prince to provide disaster relief. I stayed in the inn along the way. I was busy during the day and patrolled everywhere, not to go on a trip. I just need to prepare necessary clothes, and I don't need to bring so many things."

"Don't you want to conduct on-site inspections of the terrain and mountains? You must record it along the way. The boxwood carvings of pine-shaped squirrels and grape-wrapped pens, as well as the Qingtian Yellowstone carvings of strange beasts and paper-savings are all used to you. I'll install them for you, so you won't be able to use anything else."

Yan Ming did not look back, "The north is not as cold as the capital. You used to study at home, and there were ground dragons burning in the house, but I don't think so. Now you are going out for a patrol, and the wind and snow are mixed with it. I'm afraid your body will not be able to stand it. This silver fox fur cloak is thick and can keep the cold. And this glove is made of the fine deer skin sent by my mother. I added cashmere for you, and my fingers are exposed, which will not affect your writing. Also, when you are walking outside, you are the most polished shoes. I have prepared a few more pairs of cashmere for you, and the soles of the shoes are also filled with cashmere. You wear them on. In addition, if you carry these medicinal materials, if you have typhoid fever or something, you are prepared."

She kept talking nonstop, Jiang Yuan listened quietly, her eyes warm.

Yan Ming suddenly sighed again, "The New Year is coming soon, you are alone, and there is not even anyone who can accompany you to have the New Year dinner. Cousin..." She turned around, hesitated for a while, and tentatively said, "Why, I'll go with you?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned and shook his head.

"I'm going to work, how can I bring my family?"

Yan Ming pursed his lips, "The war in northern Xinjiang two years ago, the prince of Duke Anguo's mansion went to war with the army. Didn't his wife also follow him to the north? I will go with you and I can take care of you..."

Jiang Yuan held her shoulder and said patiently: "This is different. She also lives in the Duke's Mansion with her. Moreover, Yancheng is not a war zone. The Duke's Mansion is guarded by guards, so there is no safety hazard. I went to accompany her to provide disaster relief. I have to change places every once in a while. The itinerary is bumpy. How can you suffer so much?"

Yan Ming wanted to say 'I can't'.

Jiang Yuan said again: "And they are all men, so it's not suitable for you, a woman."

Yan Ming immediately stopped.

This is the most important thing.

The prince was a prince, but he didn't even bring the princess. Jiang Yuan, a sixth-rank composer, brought with him what female family members?

"I received a letter from my mother that my family had already opened a porridge shed to help the victims. If you pass by Xinshui, visit them on my behalf at Yan's house."

"Um."

...

Lu Feili guessed correctly.

After the Jiang family took the lead in donating money, the famous families who were self-righteous and noble were unwilling to be at a disadvantage, and they donated disaster money one after another. If the disaster relief officer was greedy, they could still recover the money through local officials. Unfortunately, the prince took action himself, and the money would definitely be distributed to the victims. At most, they would have received a few praises, not unique, and you can imagine how frustrating they were.

The disaster relief silver was prepared, and the prince left Beijing with his accompanying officials and guards.

On the day I left, it started snowing in the capital, and it was so loud that it was so cold that it was getting thicker on the streets. It was so cold that I didn’t want to go out anymore.

Ji Wan is not lonely even with her son by her side.

The child grows fast, eats well in the mansion and lives well, and there are a lot of people serving him. Brother Xing is white and fat, and his already beautiful little face is getting more and more tender, and everyone likes it when they see it.

Old Lady Lu likes him the most, and Ji Wan takes her son to Chunhui Hall to pay tribute to the old Lady every day.

"Xing Ge'er looks better and better as she grows."

The person who spoke was a woman over forty years old, wearing a small, green, plain jacket with a light-colored long skirt underneath, and light wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. Even so, she could see her beauty when she was young from her facial features.

She is the only concubine of Duke An Guo, Aunt Zhuang. She either lives in her own small building or comes to the old lady to sit here. Ji Wan has been married for two years, but she doesn't see her many times. She was originally a widow and a sinner. She entered the Duke's Mansion by having a relative with the old lady and became Duke An's concubine. She has always been abide by her own self-righteousness and never shows her in front of Duke An's wife.

Duke An Guo was ruthless to her and was entrusted by his mother to a place to join. The two of them didn't meet each other a few times a year, so Duke An Guo's wife was not hostile to her. It was rare to see the relationship between wives and concubines.

The bottom of the body is that there is no child at all. Aunt Zhuang’s natural love for children has increased the number of times she comes to Chunhuitang, just for Brother Xing. She also often makes some exquisite snacks for Brother Xing to eat.

Old Mrs. Lu was so happy that her eyes were smiling in a line.

"The nose and mouth look like Saburo."

Mrs. An Guogong also smiled, "Sanlang has been a talkative person since he was a child. He can stay there for a long time. It's better for us, brother Xing, who is lively and active, and Yuxue is cute. Don't imitate your father when you grow up."

Ji Wan couldn't help laughing, "It turns out that he has been like this since he was a child. I thought he had learned from the army. When he was in the north, he rarely brought escorts and entourages when he went out, and he was alone. I was wondering, how could there be such a young man from aristocratic family behave like this? I thought he was low-key, but he was afraid of burdens."

Everyone in the room laughed.

Lu Zhixing was lowering his head and playing with rattles. He raised his head when he heard the laughter, looking confused.

That cute and cute look made Old Lady Lu laugh again, and then suddenly said, "Is Nan Zhen going to give birth to a child?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a maid came hurried outside the door, saying that the eldest young lady had an attack.

Mrs. An Guogong hurried over.

Dou's attack occurred in the afternoon and did not give birth until the early morning and the Yin hour.

It's a boy.

The second wife was extremely happy and immediately doubled the monthly routine to the servants who served in the yard.

Ji Wan took her son to visit. The first time Brother Xing saw a child younger than him, he lay beside the cradle and looked at him with good eyes. Just as he was about to stretch out his fat hand to poke his little brother's face, his mother grabbed his hand.

"Only look, not touch randomly."

Brother Xing blinked and pouted, looking very aggrieved.

Ji Wan was funny. He kissed him on the face and immediately became happy and obediently stopped moving. Ji Wan turned around and walked towards the bed, looking at Dou, who was lying on the bed weakly after giving birth.

"Thank you for your hard work, sister-in-law."

Dou smiled cheerfully, "I was still a little scared when I saw that you had such a difficult childbirth. After experiencing it, I realized the feeling. But when I saw the child born, I felt satisfied. I used to think that I was the daughter of a general, and I should go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and defend the country, rather than being trapped in this square back house every day to manage some common affairs. After becoming a mother, I realized the heavy responsibility on my shoulders. I think it will take at least several years for me to be unable to take the sword."

"It doesn't matter if you can't hold the sword, just hold the child."

The sisters-in-law talked and laughed. Xiao Lan asked with her big belly, "Sister-in-law, have the child's name been chosen?"

"Called by Geer, Lu Keyan." Dou said: "Dalang gave it to him and said that he hopes that he will become a noble person when he grows up."

Xiao Lan recited it twice and said, "This word is good, and it's easy to pronounce."

Ji Wan tilted her head and looked at her, her eyes swept across her raised abdomen, and said with a smile: "Second sister-in-law, you are almost seven months old, right? You will be born in February next year, but have you thought of handwriting for your child?"

Xiao Lan smiled shyly, "I don't know if it's a man or a woman, so I'll talk about it after I'm born."

She looked at Lu Shi sitting next to her. Lu Shi was only five months pregnant and had a fetal movement, but probably because she was too thin and didn't look very pregnant. She wore a lot in winter, and looked like she was only three months old. Unlike her, she was swollen and had difficulty moving at five months. She had gained a lot of weight, and now she is still wearing double chin.

But looking at her third brother and sister Ji Wan, she recovered well after giving birth, and she soon recovered from her former exquisite figure, so she felt a little relieved.

Women always care about their image. Especially in this era when men can have three wives and four concubines, they pay more and more attention to their appearance and figure, so as not to be disliked by men and find a new love.

The Dou family had just been born, and within two days, the Zhongyong Bo Mansion and Ruan Weining were born.

He is a daughter named Qi Yao.

Ji Wan took a gift to congratulate him, holding the newly born Sister Yao, reluctant to let go, "I really envy you for giving birth to such a beautiful daughter."

Ruan Weining smiled, "If you like it, why not be her godmother."

"OK."

Ji Wan smiled and said, "I'm afraid my sister-in-law will be jealous."

Ruan Weining chuckled, "Then let Sister Yao recognize another godmother. You two love her together. I won't be jealous anyway."

"Okay, why don't I just take it back and raise it with Brother Xing, and I will be my daughter-in-law in the future." Ji Wan joked with her eyebrows and eyes, "It depends on whether you are willing to give up."

"I'm fine." Ruan Weining was very calm, "At worst, I can run to your house every day from now on, for fear that your prince will be unhappy."

Ji Wan snorted, "He dares not be happy."

Ruan Weining pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Why didn't you bring your brother Xing here? I haven't gone out much since I got pregnant. I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know what he looks like now?"

"He, now he has a little brother, and he goes to his sister-in-law every day. Even I, a mother-in-law, are almost disliked."

"Yeah, what a big sour taste."

Ruan Weining smiled and said jokingly.
To be continued...