Chapter 1,181: Forgot Whose Bowl of Rice I Was Eating From!

ng. 。“Uncle, please don't worry. As soon as the barbarian army retreats, I will immediately lead people across the river to search for my elder brother and their whereabouts.” 。Mr. Guo listened with...Jia Yin giggled, tapping its little head and scolding it.

"Don't run here acting pitiful and complaining. You're not the type to suffer losses. Being pampered with delicious food and drink in the palace, where have you been wronged"

The little fox was nervous and tucked its head under its master's arm, continuing to purr and chirp softly. Its big tail wagged back and forth, melting hearts with its cuteness.

Shuilin ran to get fruit and propped up the little fox.

"My Lady, the little fox ran back from the palace, it must be very tiring. You see, its fur on its paws is all dirty. Please give it some delicious treats!"

The little fox swiped at Shui Ling's arm with its bushy tail as a thank you, and Shui Ling laughed, reaching out to touch the fox's fur a couple more times.

Jia Yin laughed, driving Shui Ling and Shui Yun to rest, then took the little fox into the space.

The little fox dashed away like a mouse that had gotten into a rice vat, disappearing in an instant.

Oh, sweet and juicy grapes!

The fragrant peaches and bananas!

It's finally back!

Jia Yin didn't stop her, she continued sorting the goods and writing for a while. Little Fox came back with a round belly.

Jiayin rubbed its head and began to inquire about the affairs of the palace.

The little fox chirped and sometimes danced with its paws, even drawing a few characters.

Jia Yin listened, guessing, her face changing colors.

"Last of all, the little fox was reminded, 'When you come back next time, bring Little Green with you. It doesn't need to stay in the palace! And I have an important mission for you.'"

The little fox was excitedly jumping up and down on the table, its big tail almost knocking over the pen holder...

What time is it

In the West Ridge Pavilion, the Crown Prince rubbed his aching wrists without looking up and asked Eunuch Feng.

Lord Feng was leaning against a pillar, dozing off secretly. He suddenly heard someone ask him something and it took him a while to respond, "Your Highness, it's already the beginning of the hour of Zi. It's time to rest. You have court tomorrow!"

The Crown Prince nodded, got up and asked, "Where did the third one go"

Feng Gonggong was embarrassed and replied, “This... Your Highness, the little fox has gone somewhere, I've been searching for it for a long time but couldn't find it.”

No sooner had he spoken than a little fox dashed in from outside.

The prince was delighted, reaching out to hug it and saying, "Where did you get into mischief I haven't seen you for half the evening. Be careful someone catches you and skins you to make hand puppets."

The little fox protested, stretching its neck and squeaking. The prince's gaze fell on its collar, he raised his hand to straighten it, then took it in his arms to wash up...

Early court was as usual, with officials from the Six Ministries arguing incessantly over trivial matters.

Each and every one of them seemed to be serving the country and the people with utmost devotion, as if they were willing to give their all.

In fact, it's just a show.

When something truly important needs their wholehearted effort, they steer clear of it.

But if one absolutely had to say what was different about this morning's court session, it would be the Emperor's absence.

The Dragon Throne was empty, with only the Crown Prince sitting beside it, acting as regent in the Emperor's place.

Originally, everyone thought the rumors about the Emperor's illness were false. Now, they have to believe it.

But look at the expressions of the Crown Prince and the six ministers, they don't seem to be worried at all.

This is really confusing...

Later, it was still the officials from the Ministry of Rites who stepped forward and reported on the matter of praying for rain. Then, everyone could taste the subtle meaning behind it.

After all, the news about Princess Kangle's sacrifice for rainmaking being successful had spread far and wide.

It's almost a foregone conclusion, like the fate of County Princess Kangle and Emperor Tianwu being inextricably linked. If County Princess Kangle doesn't die, then Tianwu will remain stricken by drought.

The Emperor is probably also in a difficult position now, so he claimed to be ill...

Another seemingly busy, but actually unproductive meeting ended just like that.

Everyone left the palace and rode home in carriages.

Sometimes at a certain intersection, there is a traffic jam, forcing carriages to stop.

The two officials in the car couldn't help but roll down the windows for some fresh air. Two street vendors outside huddled together, chatting and spitting as they talked.

A peddler puffed out his chest and declared righteously, “Praying for rain is for the entire Tianwu. Everyone’s life and death depends on this. Princess Kangle receives the imperial stipend, naturally supported by the people. Now that she needs to contribute, what’s wrong Shouldn't she”

Another peddler retorted, "You're new here, aren't you Don't you know that since Princess Kangle was appointed as a princess, she hasn't taken a single copper from the Imperial treasury Even the gold and silver in her fiefdom are hers; every year she still pays taxes! She hasn't taken any advantage of the Imperial court at all!"

"Besides, the Li family has served the emperor and relieved his worries for so many years. They have also worked hard to benefit the common people and done countless good deeds. Not to mention anything else, you eat cakes thanks to the corn seeds they found! "

Moreover, the foster father of Miss Kang Le is Marquis Xinting, and her biological father is a general. They are both currently in the north fighting against the barbarians!

"You stand here brazenly, just talking about sending someone's daughter to her death to pray for rain. How can you have such thick skin!"

The first peddler, though aware of his wrongdoing, stubbornly declared, “What does this have to do with me I only heard it from those refugees outside the city.”

“Hmph!” Mingli, the peddler, sneered. “Those outside the city are all white-eyed wolves! They don’t even think about when they drifted in, they couldn’t even get through the city gate. Not a single official in the court was willing to take them in. It was only Master Li who stepped forward, begging for food everywhere, that saved their lives.”

Now that they're full, they want the lives of young women! They're truly heartless and cruel!

The first peddler fell silent and, after a while, ran away carrying his burden.

Two officials in the car glanced at each other. After a long pause, one of them said, "The common people are not entirely ignorant."

Another sigh escaped him, followed by a soft reply, “The heat has been unbearable lately. As someone with a delicate constitution, I’m finding it hard to cope. I plan on taking some time off starting tomorrow…”

A fellow nodded in understanding, hesitated for a moment and then said, "I've also been feeling dizzy lately..."

Without finishing their words, both understood each other's helplessness.

The situation at court was becoming increasingly complex, and the emperor's attitude was growing more and more erratic.

They are unwilling to be caught in the middle. Should the day ever come when they have to choose between conscience and profit, it would truly be a painful dilemma...

Outside the new city, Jia An stood with his hands behind his back in front of the grass shed, listening to the servant report the news. His face was as black as ink.

The servant girl was also angry, and after she finished speaking, she couldn't help but add another sentence.

"Young Master Five, these refugees are simply white-eyed wolves! They blame the county lord for the drought and displacement! It's as if they think if the county lord had died earlier, they wouldn't have to suffer! They're insane! They need a lesson, they've eaten too much and forgotten who feeds them!"

Jia An took a deep breath and said coldly, "Yes, they've eaten too much and forgotten who fills their bowls!"

As he spoke, he mounted the carriage and rode directly into town.

At the Earl's Mansion, Li Lao Er was talking with Liu Zhiheng. Liu Zhiheng was too fat and more afraid of heat than others, beads of sweat on his face almost forming a river.

Fortunately, the Li family was not short of ice. After sitting for a while, he finally felt comfortable.

"Master, my father told me to bring you a message. He said that now the one in charge is doing things without any regard for consequences, and we can no longer let him get away with this. Our family needs to strike back appropriately."

That person was oppressed by the Empress since childhood and protected meticulously by the Marquis, so they appear domineering but are actually cowardly. Perhaps if our family shows a bit more dominance, there might be unexpected results.

"As long as he hesitates, delays for a while, by the time the Lord returns with his army, even if he is unwilling, he will have no choice but to accept it."

Today's updates are here!e who saw it couldn't help but feel a sour taste in their mouths.Then, Qiong-sao said, “Madam discovered she was pregnant yesterday and started feeling nauseous... Last night, she ate the egg custard...