Great, it's just a lackey, we're saved!

Chapter 121 The sound of chanting in the streets!

For three consecutive days, Zhou Wei was so busy that she barely had time to rest.

The effect of limiting the distribution of porridge was very good. Many women and children who had been hiding because of the natural disaster and were afraid of encountering bad people started to come to the porridge stall to receive porridge.

Ning He sent people to register these people.

Indeed, quite a few literate women and children were found.

"It's often said that the academic atmosphere is stronger in the South than in the North, and it seems that's certainly true. If you were to select a few people, you'd find quite a few who are bright and intelligent," Ning He remarked.

Zhou Wei was teaching several women to recognize acupoints when she heard this. She nodded and said, "The South is prosperous after all. Even farming families will send their children to school as long as they have the means."

"Furthermore, the journey from the south to the capital was arduous, and if one was not clever and resourceful, one would not have survived."

Ning He went to check on the patients in the back room.

The number of patients has increased compared to the previous few days.

If it weren't for Zhou Wei's tireless acupuncture treatments day and night, and the help of some quick-learning women who took care of the patients...

Given the current shortage of medical care and medicine, people would have died from the disease long ago.

“The cold weather is the biggest problem. Although the cold caused by the wind is not contagious, it can worsen and develop into pneumonia if left untreated for a long time. We need more clothes and herbs.” Zhou Wei also came in, looking at the room full of patients with a headache.

The eldest princess had previously asked Hongxiu to take inventory of the manor's supplies. After returning to the manor, she instructed Hongxiu to take out all the fabrics and cotton wadding that had been stored in the storeroom over the years and send them to Ninghe.

Nowadays, even illiterate women are rushing to make winter clothes and shoes.

While the two were still in a daze, Jiang Yueli came in from outside.

He directed people to pile up cloth, cotton, and herbs in the warehouse.

"The fabrics that my father has bestowed upon me over the years are almost a mountain. I have tried to clean them out several times, but they are all old and worn-out materials. The rich don't want them, and the poor can't afford them, so they have just been piled up there. Now they can finally come in handy."

Looking at the supplies, Ning He asked in surprise, "But Yue Li, weren't the princess's belongings delivered a couple of days ago?"

"You didn't empty the warehouse, did you? Absolutely not!"

Jiang Yueli waved her hand: "No, I got this from the Third Prince."

The third prince was a penniless wretch, yet his own sister managed to plunder half of the supplies in the warehouse.

"Yue Lin is really stingy. But when you take something from him, he looks like he's lost his soul."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wei almost burst out laughing.

Silently, I lit a candle for the Third Prince!

She knew that the Third Prince was actually dirt poor, and all his gold and precious clothes were just for show.

Everything he wore was fake.

Now that Jiang Yueli is taking advantage of them, they must be ashamed of themselves!

“Sister Ning, I’ve also brought fifty guards from the Princess’s Palace for you this time,” Jiang Yueli said, glancing at the crowd queuing outside. “The weather is getting colder and colder. We still have some cloth and herbs, but our food is being consumed too quickly.”

Ning He understood Jiang Yueli's meaning; the food she had on hand could only last for another ten days at most.

The capital is currently experiencing a food shortage. Although grain has been transferred from various prefectures, it will still take some time.

Even if grain from the south is transported here, it will be at a high price!

Needless to say, the situation in the north is even worse, with the capital already suffering from severe snowstorms.

"Princess, isn't the Prefect of the Capital going to open the granaries and distribute grain?" Ning He asked.

Jiang Yueli shook her head: "The Prefect of the Capital keeps dragging his feet, saying that the memorial submitted to the Emperor has not been approved."

Ning He was somewhat annoyed!

"The Prefect of the Capital is utterly incompetent. Although it is true that no matter is too small in the capital, and one must be even more cautious under the Emperor's nose, the people are currently struggling to make a living. Why should we ask His Majesty for permission to open the granaries and distribute grain?"

"The local officials in each prefecture can make decisions, but the Prefect of the Capital is slow to act."

No matter how much she said, it was useless. Ning He was a woman, and all she could do was provide porridge and treat her.

Jiang Yueli has the title of Protector of the Nation, and the Emperor of Great Zhou has granted her special permission to participate in political affairs.

But in the past two days, she tried to submit a memorial to the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, describing the snow disaster in the capital.

All my requests have been ignored!

Helpless, the eldest princess also went to the outside of Hexi Palace to request an audience, but was not allowed to enter Hexi Palace.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou only sent her a fox fur cloak.

They said it was too cold to stand for long and told her to return to the princess's residence immediately.

This made Jiang Yueli very uneasy, as she felt that her father had changed.

In the past, let alone formal memorials, even her playful greetings would receive lengthy replies from the Great Zhou Emperor.

His love for his daughter is evident on the page!

But now...

When Jiang Yueli left the porridge stall with Zhou Wei, she was still preoccupied.

Zhou Wei then said, "Princess, I've been exhausted these past few days. Let's take a walk and relax."

Jiang Yueli nodded. Two figures, one in black and one in pink, led a chestnut horse slowly through the snow.

"Weiwei, I feel uneasy. Father is behaving very strangely."

Zhou Wei was extremely interested in the Great Zhou Emperor.

Originally, it was just a background character in the book, but now its presence is much stronger, and its behavior reveals a strangeness.

"Princess, what kind of person is His Majesty?"

As she spoke of her father, the Emperor, a happy smile slowly spread across the Princess's face.

“My father loved me very much. When I was born, my father already had a first prince and a second prince.”

"But my father said that I am his first daughter, the most noble princess in the world!"

“When I was three years old, I saw that there were cultivators among the embroidered-robed messengers, and I was very envious. My father then hired a master to test my talent and also asked him to teach me cultivation.”

"Later, I became friends with Sister Ning. Sister Ning loved to practice swordsmanship and said she wanted to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, which influenced me as well."

"It's a pity that she didn't get to go to the battlefield, as she married Lu Zhiyan early on, while I really went to the border."

Jiang Yueli recounted her experiences over the past ten years in detail.

From her description, it is clear that the Great Zhou Emperor favored her!

The Great Zhou Emperor allowed her to do things that women were not allowed to do.

The title that women were not allowed to have was granted to her by the Great Zhou Emperor!

The title of Protector of the Nation is the ultimate honor for a military general, and the Great Zhou Emperor bestowed it upon Jiang Yueli alone.

As a result, many civil and military officials in the imperial court expressed their dissatisfaction.

But the Great Zhou Emperor was determined to carry on his love for his daughter to the very end.

The boots crunched on the snow, the sound echoing through the quiet street.

Jiang Yueli looked down at the footprints she had left behind and slowly said, "I thought I could lead troops into battle forever, but I never expected to be ambushed and have my meridians destroyed."

“After that, I became depressed, my temper became irritable, and I found fault with everything.”

“After my misconduct, the civil and military officials who were already dissatisfied with me seized the opportunity to impeach me.”

"This wave of impeachment reached its peak when my father bestowed a marriage upon me to Chu Tianze!"

Zhou Wei knew everything that happened after that, which happened right around the time she transmigrated.

Jiang Yueli took a deep breath and wrapped the cloak given to her by the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty around her.

Her father, who clearly loved her the most, now refuses to see her at all.

This gave Jiang Yueli a bad feeling.

"Weiwei, do you think something might have happened to Father?"

Zhou Wei shook her head, feeling that the Great Zhou Emperor was strange in Jiang Yueli's description.

It seems like a loving father and a filial daughter, with excessive favoritism, but this love gives people a strange and eerie feeling!

"His Majesty is the most honored person in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he has embroidered-robed envoys protecting him. What could possibly happen to him?"

As Zhou Wei was speaking, she suddenly heard a clear, ethereal voice.

She stopped and grabbed Jiang Yueli.

"Princess, can you hear the chanting of scriptures?"