Yueyao said with a smile: "You ask Gu You to call Brother Shengsheng and the others over, I’ll be ready soon." Yueyao has always felt guilty towards the children. However, discussing this guilt won’t change much, so she could only try to spend more ti with the children in the future.
Yueyao dined with the four children and then accompanied them to do their howork in the evening. Only after the children fell asleep did Yueyao return to her own bed.
Having napped too much in the afternoon, Yueyao wasn’t sleepy at all.
Xiang Wei asked: "Madam, what did the Emperor ask you to paint, that took so long?"
Yueyao shook her head and said: "Don’t ask about this, even if you did, I couldn’t tell you." Actually, Yueyao was also puzzled about it! She instinctively felt that this matter was not simple, and hence was unwilling to ntion it. It wasn’t that Yueyao didn’t trust Xiang Wei, but she felt that the fewer people who knew about it, the less risk there would be.
On the next day, Yueyao got up on ti, prepared to practice boxing, but unexpectedly, Kexin arrived.
Kexin looked at Yueyao and said: "Mother, I want to learn boxing from you. Can you teach ?" Pretending to want to learn boxing was false; truly wanting to spend more ti with Yueyao was genuine. This incident made Kexin feel particularly uneasy. If it hadn’t been for the nurturing nanny insisting she couldn’t stay in the Main Courtyard yesterday, she really wanted to accompany her mother.
Yueyao chuckled lightly: "Alright, but once you start learning, you have to persist."
Thus, the morning was spent with Yueyao teaching Kexin boxing techniques. Brother Sheng and his two brothers ca, accompanied Yueyao for breakfast, and then went to Mr. Min for lessons.
At noon, Yueyao gazed at the scorching sun hanging in the sky and mumbled to herself: "Capital City isn’t too bad, but how do the common people in Jiangnan survive?" Sumr’s harvest was lost and autumn’s harvest would likely be ruined. The Imperial Court had to provide disaster relief for Jiangnan, while also preparing provisions for the Northwest and Haikou, which was a significant burden for the Imperial Court.
Xiang Wei’s expression was also grave: "Madam, I’ve heard that there are already places with no water to drink, if this continues, it will lead to chaos."
Yueyao nodded slightly and said: "By then, there will certainly be many refugees. The Capital City is the Emperor’s domain, in tis of desperation, most will head to the Capital City."
But Xiang Wei wasn’t worried about that, not to ntion there were tens of thousands of troops in the Capital City, even in the place stationed a hundred miles away, there were more than a hundred thousand troops: "I’m planning to close the pastry shop." During this famine, who has the mind to eat pastries!
Yueyao asked: "You’ll need to settle Yuehuan and Chenghong well. Additionally, have soone guard the manor’s food supplies. This food might co in handy when the ti cos."
Xiang Wei glanced at Yueyao and nodded: "Alright."
After finishing lunch, Xiang Wei went out, but unexpectedly turned back soon. Upon returning, she imdiately sought Yueyao and asked: "Madam, what exactly did you paint for the Emperor yesterday?"
Yueyao felt sothing amiss: "What’s wrong?"
Xiang Wei felt troubled: "I just got news that an hour ago, the Emperor issued an imperial decree summoning General Lin back to the Capital City, and appointed the Ninth Prince as Marshal of the Northwest to command twenty thousand troops; simultaneously appointing the Seventh Prince as an imperial envoy to go to Jiangnan for disaster relief." Both the Seventh Prince and Ninth Prince wanted to go to the Northwest to lead troops and battle, going to the Northwest would ensure military achievents, once they return victorious to the Capital City, it would be more than just an advantage. The Ninth Prince and the Seventh Prince have been competing, and both have submitted morials multiple tis requesting, but the Emperor has never given a response.
Yueyao’s heart thumped, could the Emperor’s appointnts have sothing to do with her painting? Yueyao quickly shook her head, thinking she was just overthinking it. The Emperor’s decisions, how could they be related to her: "Is there anything inappropriate about this?"
Xiang Wei couldn’t quite grasp Yueyao’s pulse: "You really don’t know?"
Yueyao shook her head and said: "I’m not Zhuge Liang, how would I know? You’re not suspecting this has sothing to do with , are you? Yesterday, the Emperor asked to paint a picture, national affairs can’t possibly tie to a painting, right?"
Xiang Wei decided to dig deeper: "What kind of painting?"
Yueyao shook her head and said: "Don’t ask , I won’t tell even if you ask." Eunuch Li had specifically instructed her not to reveal the matter of painting for the Princes, even though Xiang Wei was her most trusted, she couldn’t say.
Xiang Wei was very suspicious, the Emperor seed to be setting her lady up to be disliked.
Yueyao rely laughed and said: "Who cares what others think, we just close our doors and live our lives."
Xiang Wei shook her head: "Just afraid that by then, you won’t have peace. Well, how about this, since everyone knows you painted, why don’t we simply spread the word that you painted for the Emperor, how do you think about this idea?"
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