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Chapter 112

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The two took care of the flowers and plants for a while. Shang Junlin wasn't interested in these things at first, but Shen Yu liked them, so he occasionally helped. After a few times, he had a certain understanding of these flowers and plants.

In the beginning, he didn't know how to do anything. Shang Junlin had never taken care of flowers and plants in his life. When he was young, he was busy surviving in the harem. When he grew up, he entered the battlefield, so it was even more impossible for him to have time for this kind of romantic activity. When he ascended the throne, he took over the mess left by the previous emperor. In addition, the external enemies hadn't been eliminated yet, so the burden of the entire Dahuan was on his shoulders. Every day, he was busy with political affairs, which almost took up most of his time.

Later, everything in Dahuan was on the right track. He had also passed the age of enjoying life. His life was as boring as ever, until Shen Yu entered the palace.

Like a stone thrown into the water, it created circles of ripples. Like a bright moon, it lit up his boring life.

Shang Junlin had never thought that the two of them would enjoy such a leisurely day in the afternoon like now.

"Your Majesty's current technique is much better than before," Shen Yu looked at the "Junling" that Shang Junlin was taking care of and joked, "Your Majesty seems to like this' Junling 'very much. Every time, you would take care of it alone."

That was because he didn't want Shen Yu to take care of the flowers and plants sent by others. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent so many flowers and plants to Yuzhang Palace to distract Shen Yu.

"A Yu cares about it, so zhen naturally also cares more." Shang Junlin pursed his lips.

Shen Yu didn't expose his little thoughts.

"Does Your Majesty still remember the first time you said you would help me loosen the soil for the flowers? You almost broke the roots. I took care of that pot of flowers for a few days before I managed to grow it back. It's this pot." Shen Yu pointed at the pot of flowers beside his hand.

"I remember," Shang Junlin smiled as he recalled what happened at that time. "At that time, zhen was thinking that if this pot of water couldn't be saved, zhen would find an opportunity to ask for it from you. Then, zhen would find a pot of water that was exactly the same and say that it was saved."

He still remembered the sadness that flashed across Shen Yu's face at that moment. He didn't want to see such an expression on Shen Yu's face, even if it was just a pot of flowers in his eyes. Since his A Yu cared, he would find a way to make A Yu not feel sad about this matter.

"So at that time, His Majesty had even thought of the worst case scenario," Shen Yu also smiled, "His Majesty is a quick learner. Later on, he did not harm these flowers and plants."

Shang Junlin was a person who would do everything to the extreme once he made up his mind. Shen Yu had personally witnessed how Shang Junlin changed from a person who didn't know how to do anything. He also knew that Shang Junlin didn't like the flowers sent by Gu Taiyi. It was because he saw that Shen Yu liked them that he didn't say anything. At most, he would send a large wave of flowers and plants to share the "favor" of "Junling."

"It's also because A Yu taught well. With such a diligent teacher like A Yu, if the student still couldn't learn, then he could only be described as' stupid. '" Shang Junlin finished loosening the soil and washed his hands in the basin beside him, drying them.

"The student has to be smart. Otherwise, no matter how good the teacher is, it's useless." Shen Yu also finished tidying up the last pot of flowers.

Shang Junlin grabbed Shen Yu's hands, submerged them in the water, and washed them little by little: "Then is A Yu willing to teach zhen some other knowledge? For example, how can the student please the teacher to make the teacher more comfortable? Be willing to do more with the student … "

"Your Majesty really doesn't forget about this matter at all times." Seeing that Shang Junlin's words were getting more and more out of hand, Shen Yu interrupted him.

Shen Yu's hand was imprisoned in the man's palm. The man's calloused fingertips slid over the back of her hand, causing her to feel a burst of numbness. Shen Yu couldn't help but curl her fingers.

Her soft palm was opened, and the man's bony hand forcefully submerged into her hand. From the palm of her hand to the gap between her fingers, the man's ten fingers were tightly intertwined.

"A Yu, zhen wants to kiss you." Shang Junlin stared at him with burning eyes.

"If Your Majesty wants to kiss me, then kiss me. Mm …"

The rest of her words were blocked by the man who suddenly approached her.

Nibbling, licking, and sucking. The man's actions were as bold as always, forcefully cooperating with Shen Yu.

She closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes. Her eyelashes fluttered gently with her breathing, like a startled butterfly.

After the kiss ended, Shang Junlin's forehead pressed against Shen Yu's. Both of their breaths were somewhat unstable.

"How was your student's performance this time?" Shang Junlin chuckled.

The man's voice was low and slightly trembling, knocking on Shen Yu's heart. Shen Yu's reaction was even more intense than before.

Seeing this, Shang Junlin's eyes darkened even more. He sucked on Shen Yu's lips and asked, "Do you like your student acting like this?"

"Your Majesty, mm …"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Shang Junlin had already kissed him again.

"A Yu, zhen will build a greenhouse for you."

He hid Shen Yu and his favorite flowers together.

Shen Yu was immersed in a haze, and all of his senses were robbed. Vaguely, he seemed to hear Shang Junlin saying something, but the voice was separated by a vast white fog, so he couldn't hear it clearly.

He could only reply with meaningless syllables.

Shang Junlin hugged him even tighter.

Two days later, the imperial court issued the first government order to aid Subei.

The people of the capital had been waiting for this moment for many days, and finally, they arranged their belongings to see what they could donate.

Of course, Shen Yu knew that the premise of donating was that it couldn't affect the normal lives of the people, and it also had to prevent officials from taking advantage of the opportunity to fill their pockets. After discussing with Shang Junlin, he decided to anonymously disclose the donation information. The people would be informed of the ins and outs of each donation. If the donation exceeded a certain amount, an official would visit the person, and after obtaining the consent of the owner, the donor's information would be disclosed to the public.

The latter was specially set up for merchants and some aristocratic families. They could choose to use this opportunity to gain a good reputation for themselves, or they could choose to donate silently. The imperial court would give the same reward to both parties.

It was undeniable that this was a huge and tedious project. Fortunately, Shang Junlin had selected many useful officials through the imperial examinations over the years. These people didn't have high official positions, and there weren't many of them in the imperial court. Most of them were still in the process of being transferred out, so they were just in time to handle this matter.

The government order was quickly sent to various places, and the imperial court set up a special monitoring organization. The Prime Minister and the Minister of Revenue were temporarily in charge, and the officials who entered this organization were mostly from the capital. They were in groups of two or three, and they would take people to various places in the Great Huan Dynasty as quickly as possible to supervise the matters related to the donation.

At the same time, the imperial court also arranged for special officials to explain the specific process of donating to the people.

Because of the disaster in Subei, the entire Great Huan Dynasty started to move.

All the officials were nervous and expectant about this operation. They couldn't find similar precedents in the history books. If they succeeded, it would be a great achievement in the history books, but if not …

Yan Zheng and the other merchants who first received the news were the first to act. They had already prepared supplies in advance, mostly food and other necessities. There was also a lot of gold and silver, which were donated under the witness of the officials sent by the imperial court.

Next were the aristocratic families. After a few generations of accumulation, the wealth in their hands was immeasurable.

The ordinary people were informed in advance, and they contributed as much as they could.

Shen Yu considered the possible problems and incorporated the solutions into the script. Those who had watched "The Story of Returning to Spring" would at least have a certain understanding of donating. In addition, there were officials watching from the side, which greatly reduced the possibility of problems arising.

The local officials cooperated with the people sent by the imperial court, and the donating process was carried out in an orderly manner.

The Hidden Dragon Guards were scattered all over the country, and they passed the news back to the capital.

Subei.

Official Fang and the others rested for a while, and they sent people to start the disaster relief.

The food and other supplies they brought were temporarily enough, and Official Fang also received confirmation from the capital that more supplies would be sent over, so he didn't have to worry. After receiving the news, Official Fang also dared to do the disaster relief.

First, they helped the people. Official Fang ordered people to give out porridge every day, and those who were able to work gathered together to do what they could. In the face of a disaster, the most important thing was not just disaster relief, but also the problem of post-disaster reconstruction.

Subei's geographical location was too important, and it would be a major blow to Dahuan if it couldn't recover after the disaster.

Official Fang took out a portion of the food and gave it to the Subei Army. After all, before the imperial court people came, the people in Subei relied on the Subei Army's salary to survive.

Subei was very big, and Official Fang ignored the advice of the officials, and began to lead the people sent by the imperial court to help with the disaster relief.

After leaving the biggest city in Subei, Official Fang and the others finally realized how serious the disaster was.

There were people starving to death by the roadside at any time, and there was no harvest. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was hell on earth.

"It's already so serious, why are those people still saying that it's okay? Was this not a big deal? Will they only admit that the disaster is serious when all the people are dead? "

The younger officials saw this scene, and their eyes turned red.

What was written in books or heard from other people was not as shocking as seeing it with their own eyes. They lived in the city and were almost deceived by the tranquility of the city. If Master Fang did not insist on bringing them out, would they not know what they had done wrong until they returned to the capital?

A shabbily dressed teenager saw them, and his eyes lit up. He crawled over on all fours. "Masters, please do me a favor and give me something to eat."

The soft-hearted official subconsciously reached for the food, but was stopped by Official Fang. "Stop!"

Official Fang walked over and looked at the crowd of victims. He frowned and squatted down, ignoring the confusion of the official. "Can you still walk? If you can, follow me. Do you see over there? Our people are giving out porridge over there. If you stick to it, you'll get food. Not only will you be full today, you'll be full in the future. "

There was a small city in front of them, and it was also the destination of Official Fang's group. It was not far from here, and under normal circumstances, they could reach it in less than an hour.

The teenager looked into the distance, and then looked at Official Fang, who was squatting down to look at him at the same level. His eyes were half puzzled and half conflicted.

Official Fang nodded. "I'm not lying to you. Our people are already there. Look, isn't there smoke over there?"

The teenager looked over again, and in a daze, he really did see smoke rising from the chimneys.

"You look like a good person. I'll believe you this time." The teenager's face was covered in dirt, but his eyes were no longer lifeless. Instead, there was light in them. It was the look of someone who saw hope after despair.

Official Fang suppressed the bitterness in his heart. "You have to follow. If you follow, you'll survive."

The teenager nodded.

Official Fang stood up, picked up a branch from the side, and handed it to the teenager. "This is for you."

The teenager slowly stood up with the support of the branch. He looked at the backs of Official Fang's group, and slowly but firmly followed step by step.

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