Chapter 485 Don't Worry About It
Zhao Shu asked his followers to pick up the food box.
He thought for a while, took out a pair of beads from his body, and said, "This is a pair of purple beads that I got from diving into the sea. They are not too big, but they are exactly the same and without any blemishes. I will give them to my two children." .”
Zhao Yuanjing took the pair of radiant purple pearls and said, "These purple pearls are indeed beautiful. But there is only one, so it's nothing unusual. Uncle Huang is really stingy."
Zhao Shu glared at him: "Your uncle and I have nothing to worry about. The money is spent on the soldiers. It's not as rich as you. Speaking of which, this time the emperor still needs your help."
"Little Emperor, please tell me."
"When this summer is over, it will be cold in the north in two months. In terms of food, I can still find a way to maintain it, but the soldiers lack clothing to keep out the cold."
"Don't worry about this matter, Uncle Huang, it's also my job to solve the food and clothing of the soldiers." Zhao Yuanjing agreed, "After I'm done with these few days, I'll start calling the major weaving offices to buy from the people. Cotton cotton cloth, making winter clothes. Try to get it to you before it gets cold."
"Okay, I can rest assured only if you are busy with this matter." Zhao Shu nodded towards him, "Help your father well and take care of the inside and outside. Uncle Huang believes that you can do it."
Zhao Yuanjing felt his eyes slightly hot, and said, "Little Uncle Huang, take care."
Zhao Shu saluted the emperor from afar, clamped his horse's belly, and led the team to set off.
Behind is a long line of marriage.
Princess Rongyue was in a spacious and gorgeous canopy carriage, surrounded by more than a dozen maidservants and wives.
Even so, she still had tears all over her face, crying with Princess Cheng who was standing outside.
"Father, mother..." she broke down in tears, "Second elder, take care of yourself, from now on... just pretend that there is no more daughter like me!"
Princess Cheng broke down and cried: "Son, my son! Mother has raised you for sixteen years, and originally thought...to keep you at home to enjoy a few years of blessings, but who knows, who knows, it will delay you! If I had known this, mother I married you early..."
Prince Cheng was beside him, but his face was sullen.
"The auspicious time has come, let's go—" the eunuch, the chief of ceremonies, sang loudly.
The convoy moved forward slowly.
"Father, mother, my daughter is gone... don't miss her..." Princess Rong Yue stretched out her hand from the carriage, weeping uncontrollably.
Princess Cheng followed the carriage for a few steps and was supported by the maid.
When the carriage gradually went away and was out of sight, she was so sad and old that she fainted from crying.
Zhao Yuanjing hurriedly ordered someone to send her back to Prince Cheng's Mansion.
King Cheng has to go face to face, thank you.
Seeing that he was in a good mood, the emperor said with a smile, "Brother, Rong Yue has been wronged this time."
King Cheng knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Rong Yue can be married as a princess for the stability of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This is her honor. It is also the honor of my minister."
The emperor was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "I have one more thing to ask you to do. Since June, there have been many floods everywhere, and the relief money allocated by the imperial court needs someone who handles it. Brother, you are a prudent person, this matter I'll leave it to you."
This is a fat difference.
King Cheng knew that it was the emperor who gave him some compensation for sending his daughter to get married.
On the surface, King Cheng thanked him respectfully, but sarcasm and coldness flashed in his eyes.
He received the decree and left Chengqian Hall.
In the evening, Yue felt that the marriage team had left the capital for more than a hundred miles, and Prince Cheng entered the palace again to face the saint.