The Royal Family's Orphan is on the Rise

Chapter 155: A Massive Influx of Refugees

Princess Yongkang's two residences set up soup kitchens and accommodation tents at the four city gates, but the increasing number of refugees made them exhausted.

Nanny Su was in charge of the management of matters such as the distribution of porridge at the four city gates, while Nanny He stayed in the mansion to provide supplies and other needs at any time.

Nanny Su was troubled when she saw more and more refugees. There was not much food left in the princess's mansion. What should she do if this continued?

"How much porridge is left?"

"Mammy, it's not enough."

Nanny Su got a headache when she saw the porridge was almost gone.

"Quick, send someone to the farm to ask the princess. She said there are more and more refugees here. Ask her for advice."

Shen Jiarou had earlier arranged to set up a stable along the way, with five horses in each stable, to provide a means of delivering messages and transporting supplies, to allow the horses to be replaced at any time, to increase speed, and to allow the horses to rest.

"drive……"

The guards of Princess Yongkang's mansion rode away at full speed and headed for Zhuangzi.

Royal Palace

Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty felt a headache when he saw more and more refugees pouring in from outside the city.

This incident was too serious, and the ministers could not come up with a particularly complete plan for what to do. This made Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty so angry that he was as irritable as thunder in recent days and could explode at the slightest provocation.

"You are a bunch of useless people. What's the point of keeping you in the imperial court? You all have no idea at the critical moment. You are here to share my worries, not to anger me."

It really pissed him off.

Because the incident was serious, the elderly Prince Su was also in the court. Listening to his nephew's words, he was also tired.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

When he saw that it was the emperor's uncle, the hope that had just risen in Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty was extinguished in an instant.

"Uncle, please speak."

Prince Su bowed and said, "Princess Yongkang has taken in several thousand refugees. On my farm, she has taken in a thousand men to collect food for me. My servants reported that Princess Yongkang has arranged for people to give porridge to the refugees. But I heard that many refugees are pouring into Maer. I am thinking that perhaps the court can learn from the princess's method."

Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty was surprised when he heard this.

Another hour later, the guards from Princess Yongkang's mansion rode into the palace at full speed to deliver a message.

Liu Xu hurriedly whispered to Li Jiang to report. When Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty saw it, he immediately asked about it.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, Princess Yongkang's guards have brought a handwritten letter from Princess Yongkang."

When Emperor Shundi of Yuan heard this, he was surprised and said, "Quick, give it to me."

After quickly reading the contents of the letter, Emperor Shun of Yuan was overjoyed.

"Good, good, good, you are really my good daughter."

The ministers were anxious, and one of them asked, "Your Majesty, what did the letter say?"

"The princess said that the food has been collected. She asked people to quickly prepare ten carts of sweet potatoes, potatoes and white radishes and asked me to send people to escort them back to the capital to feed the refugees outside the city gate."

When the ministers heard this, they all expressed their willingness to go.

Then Emperor Shundi of Yuan Dynasty looked at Li Jiang and said, "Quickly, bring the embroiderers from the Clothing Bureau to the Golden Palace for me. Leave one person here, and leave the rest to the princess's master's wife and sister in the princess's mansion for their dispatch and arrangement."

Li Jiang was very happy when he heard this, it seemed that the princess was taking action again.

"Yes, I'll go right away, old slave."

After everyone from the Shangyi Bureau took the cloth out of the palace, they rushed to the Zhuyu Pavilion and waited for arrangements.

Su Yuning and Xie Lianxiang stood at the front at the very top.

"Everyone, we are the princess's master's wife and master's wife. The emperor and the princess arranged for us to teach the refugees embroidery..."

Master Yun rushed to the refugee area and did what he could.

Because there was food here, many refugees also came. Xu Zhi rode on horseback to watch and estimated that there were about tens of thousands of people, which gave him a headache.

People continued to die, and Shen Jiarou felt even more headache when she heard about it.

"It must be buried quickly. The body cannot be left exposed for a long time. Explain it clearly to the refugees. Send someone to help with the burial, and sprinkle wormwood water around it several times. Remember to burn all the dead person's clothes and other items. We can only do our best to prevent it."

There are one hundred embroiderers in the Shangyi Bureau, including ten top-level embroiderers, ten middle-level embroiderers, ten bottom-level embroiderers, and the rest are unranked embroiderers. However, their embroidery skills are similar to those of the embroiderers in Zhuyu Pavilion.

The crowd was divided into four teams and rushed to the four city gates. Three embroiderers were arranged at each gate to be responsible for registration, sending out the ribbons and embroidery sheets arranged by Zhuyu Pavilion, stamping them, and maintaining order.

"Don't crowd, come one by one, all the embroiderers line up. Food and lodging for a month, ten cents a day."

Women and young girls who could sew all participated in it. They earned ten cents a day, which was three hundred cents a month. Food and lodging were provided. It was a great blessing.

After two hours, each row had filled two registration books.

The person in charge was surprised. "So many, the four city gates combined, there must be 3,200 people."

Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty received a secret letter from his daughter who asked the secret guard to deliver it. The letter said that one thousand refugees should be selected to be responsible for cleaning the capital, and another one thousand should be selected to be responsible for supervising the city's environmental sanitation. If anyone was found spitting, littering, or polluting the water source, they would be fined ten cents or imprisoned.

Emperor Shundi of Yuan Dynasty was jealous and said, "Okay, arrange it quickly."

The Clothing Bureau employed 3,200 people, and the sweeping and supervision staff employed 2,000 people. In total, 5,200 people were employed at once, and Emperor Shun of Yuan was very pleased.

The queen was worried when she saw that the emperor was getting thinner and thinner.

The letters from her own people gave her a headache.

The princess is not safe outside either. The secret guards said that more and more refugees are pouring in there, which gives her a headache.

No matter how powerful the princess's farm is, it is not enough for so many people to occupy it.

With tens of thousands of people, as well as indigenous residents, guards, stewards, servants, and others, the amount of food consumed in a day is simply unimaginable.

Nanny Luo hurried into the palace. "Mammy, what's going on?"

"My lady, the princess has arranged for the cultivation of the fields. She has sown a thousand acres of them. Now I am afraid there are dozens more acres."

The queen felt relieved after hearing this. "Yi Yi is a man with ideas. Do you know what sowing seeds is? Can it be useful?"

Nanny Luo explained carefully, "They are vegetable seedlings. They will be ready to eat in a few days."

The queen was delighted when she heard this. "That's good. I wonder how the prince is doing."

The prince was so busy at the moment that he felt like he was going to get heatstroke.

Luo Cheng looked worried. "Prince, why don't we take a break? Your health is precious."

The prince slumped in the chair, "I wonder how sister Yi Yi is doing. She is so young, has she been frightened? Can she bear it?"

Luo Cheng sighed, "This... Princess is blessed by heaven, she will be fine."

She didn't dare tell the truth. No matter how powerful the princess was, she was only eight years old.

With the careful planning of the prince and Shen Jiarou, the city gate gradually got back on track.

Half a month later, Master Yun fell ill and Shen Jiarou hurried into the room.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Master Yun looked at the little person and shook his head. "Teacher is fine. He will be fine after a good sleep. Princess, don't worry."

When the maid came to see him the next day, she found that Master Yun was unconscious.

"What, the teacher is unconscious? Hurry, go and check it out." It's really hard to say what to do. One problem hasn't been solved yet, and another one is coming.