MTL - Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang-Chapter 819 Live in Cao Ying, Heart in Han

  Chapter 819 Body in Cao Ying and Heart in Han Dynasty

  Xinbao was still very diligent when he was working, and put everything out. Emperor Ming Pei patrolled with his hands behind his back, and Xinbao also had his hands behind his back, following behind him step by step, just like a little tail.

  When he stops, she also stops; when he walks, she also walks; when he sees, she also follows.

  Like a grown-up, frowning worriedly, he seems to be much more concerned than him.

  Because of the commotion at the scene, Emperor Ming Pei didn't care at all at first, but as a result, Hao Huashi's face turned red from suppressing a smile, and she gave him a wink.

  Emperor Ming Pei listened quietly and listened to her sideways, only to hear her murmur unbroken: "Time is tight and the task is heavy, what should my wife do!"

   "It's cotton and charcoal, my wife can't finish it!"

  Emperor Ming Pei: "...???"

  Every day, what kind of strange talent is this? ?

  Emperor Ming Pei mainly wanted to accompany Xinbao, and he was not in a hurry to go back, so he sat down first.

  Yuan Shen Jue and Yan Shisheng were of the same age, only a few months apart. They were both young and mature, although they had completely different personalities.

  He Wangzhou is getting old, knowing that he came here this time to fill in the gaps for a few young people, he doesn't show his head at all, and is very low-key.

   As for Cheng Fuju, he is far inferior to Liang Ruoxu in terms of disaster relief qualifications, but he has already made contributions to the locust disaster, and this trip is mainly based on stability, so he is also very calm.

  In general, this state is exactly what Emperor Mingpei wanted.

  Actually, if it wasn’t for the rush this time, there would be no need to send so many people here.

   If you want to squeeze space wool, you need to plan carefully, like Cheng Fuju and Yan Shisheng are a bit repetitive.

  So, sometimes you still have to take Xinbao to participate in state affairs. Xinbao's perception of these things still has some...unstable feelings.

  For example, the difference between the blizzard and the earthquake is only one month, but there is a lot of time difference in perception, and they only perceive it when they are discussing related matters.

   This is also inevitable, Xinbao is still a baby, she can't always take such unintuitive things as natural disasters and people to her heart.

   But to be honest, with the things grown in the space, he is really much calmer.

  If there were no supplies that fell from the sky, then he would have to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall. Not to mention that it would be several times more difficult to do, and it would be absolutely impossible to ensure that the people in the three provinces would not starve to death... This is absolutely impossible.

   Can't do it anyway.

  So, for these, no matter how many more detours, how much thought is spent, it is all worth it.

  Emperor Ming Pei pondered while drinking tea.

  Xinbao sat on his shoes, resting his chin on his hands, looking at his wife like a rock.

   It was almost noon, Yuan Shenjue and Yan Shisheng came back after talking.

  Yuan Shenjue saluted, knelt down and hugged Xinbao, coaxing her softly: "Xinbao go back, I'll be leaving in the afternoon, and I will write to Xinbao as soon as I am free."

  Xinbao burst into tears and hugged his neck: "Even if you write a letter, Xinbao still misses you."

  The two were lingering, endlessly, and Yan Shisheng was standing next to him, and he had finished his meal.

  Yan Shisheng said speechlessly: "Then I'm leaving? Xinbao, don't you need to hug your fourth brother?"

  Yuan Shen Jue pulled his little arm off his neck and stepped aside slightly. Yan Shisheng enthusiastically threw himself forward, hugged his sister, and rubbed her twice.

  Yuan Shenjue stood up slowly, and touched Xinbao's little head.

  Xinbao looked up at him.

  Yan Shisheng sighed: "This is my own sister, why does she feel like being in Cao Ying and heart in Han?"

  Even Emperor Ming Pei almost got angry, knocked him, and said: "Okay, let's go."

   Xinbao reluctantly let go of his hand, kissed his wife again, and then followed Yeye into the carriage with even more reluctance.

  Getting into the carriage, she rushed to the window to look at it, and sat back listlessly until she could no longer see it.

  Emperor Ming Pei comforted her: "Don't worry, I gave him the Shang Fang sword, no one dares to bully your wife."

   Xinbao sighed, his small face wrinkled: "But, there will definitely be people who don't believe him, don't listen to him, and his wife doesn't like to talk. How can I tell them then?"

"Worry!" Emperor Ming Pei said indifferently: "Is it necessary for him to explain to others in person? This is a matter for officials at all levels! Besides, compared to the migration of the Western Capital, he never leaves the ancestral house or the fields. It’s just calling on people to build heated kangs and warm walls to exchange seeds, what’s so difficult about that?”

Xinbao thought for a long time, then turned around and put his little chin on his lap: "Yeah, there is a foreigner who said a very convoluted sentence... He said that the only lesson humans can learn from history is that humans No lessons can be learned from history."

She raised her eyes, her dark grape eyes were innocent and clear, but also inexplicably deep, "Human beings can't learn any lessons from history. Even if there is a successful locust plague, even if there is an earthquake, there will still be many people who don't believe it. "

  Emperor Ming Pei couldn't help pondering, thinking about these words carefully, he felt that there was a bit of Zen.

  This person, the more he knows, the more he thinks, and the more arguments and reasoning he hears.

   It’s like him, if he didn’t see it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t believe it... It’s hard to distinguish between believing and blindly following.

  Emperor Ming Pei touched her little head: "So what, as long as the officials I send have the ability to do things... I don't care about the process."

  Xinbao blinked her eyes wide, thinking that Yeye's words were really domineering!

  She nodded vigorously: "Yeye is right! Yeye is invincible! Yeye is the real king of prosperity!"

  Emperor Ming Pei smiled and said: "If there is no heart treasure, no matter how powerful Yeye is, he will not be able to be the Mingjun of the prosperous age."

  Xinbao confessed vigorously: "It's because Xinbao loves Yeye!"

  Emperor Ming Pei smiled and nodded.

  Since Xiaotuanzi had just separated from her wife, he didn't ask her back.

  Xinbao rubbed Yeye's lap back and forth a few times, and then asked Yeye: "Why does Xinbao feel that there are more disasters this year?"

Emperor Ming Pei shook his head: "Not too many. Every year in the world of Dayan, there are different places that suffer from different natural disasters... For example, Guanzhong has been droughted for three years, but before the locust plague, Xinbao knew their 'disaster'?"

   Xinbao took a meal.

At this time, the carriage also entered the palace gate. Emperor Ming Pei took Xinbao's little hand and got out of the carriage. He walked all the way and explained to her, "Xinbao, yeah tell you, if there is no Xinbao, what will happen to this snowstorm?" ..."

  He paused: "Snow disasters are usually near the end of the new year. No matter how big the blizzard is, it will not be taken seriously at first... because it is already the twelfth lunar month."

As he spoke, he became a little angry: "I have repeatedly said that if there is an urgent business, there is no need to consider any rules! Even if the seal is sealed, even if it is New Year's Eve, if there is a big event, you can still report it! I don't rely on luck or bad luck. Sitting in the mountains and rivers! But no matter what I say, once the twelfth lunar month enters, the papers submitted by these officials will all be happy and auspicious!"

"As for this snow disaster, the most likely thing is that at first there will be a non-painful report, only saying that there will be a blizzard, fearing that it will be unlucky, so it will be very avoidable, and because of the heavy snow traffic, when it is sent to the capital, I am afraid The seal is approaching. Zhenhui thought that the snow should have stopped at this time, and would not send people over, but ordered the magistrate to play in time. After the seal is sealed, they will not play, because these people will not freeze to death no matter how cold it is! The seal will be opened after the new year, and because I am afraid of bad luck just after the Chinese New Year, and I won’t be able to get the booklet, when I know, I’m afraid it will have passed the fifteenth!”

"After I know about it, I will go to dispatch manpower, food and grass. Even if I rush over quickly, it will take at least half a month... Then it will be too late. The subsequent processing will be simple. Help the existing people, because a large number of people are frozen. Death, local officials are either killed or spared, the land is redistributed... This matter is over."

  (end of this chapter)