A beaten loyal minister?
Xiao Yunzhou raised an eyebrow.
Listen, he still didn't seem to be completely devoted.
Watching Jiang Li's departing figure, Xiao Yunzhou suddenly felt that as the emperor, he still had a long way to go.
None of his ministers were truly devoted to him.
Thinking this, Xiao Yunzhou turned and walked into the Donghua Palace with his hands behind his back, his expression fluctuating.
Consort Min had gone to the kitchen to collect duck feathers.
Only Concubine Liu was allowing Qiu Li to fully experience wearing the first down coat.
"Your Ladyship, this is much lighter than cotton clothes. This servant feels like she's walking with much more ease."
"I feel so light, just like wearing summer clothes, without any weight at all."
"But it's so warm, this servant is starting to sweat."
Qiu Li's face was flushed from the heat of the brazier in the hall, with a thin layer of sweat.
Concubine Liu could no longer conceal the laughter in her eyes, "Really? Let Consort Min try it later."
It was unknown whether Consort Min, skilled with swords and spears, could move freely while wearing this winter coat.
If Consort Min also found it comfortable, then this down coat could be used by the soldiers guarding the borders in winter, couldn't it?
A glimmer flashed in Concubine Liu's eyes, "These few days, it must have been snowing heavily at the borders, with three feet of ice and snow."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jia, the wet nurse holding Xiao Chuchu, looked worried.
Her husband Pang Rusong had been promoted to Grand General of the Cavalry after contributing to suppressing the Liao King's rebellion. He had been sent by the emperor to Datong earlier.
A letter had arrived a few days ago saying he wouldn't be returning to the capital for the New Year.
The winter snow in Datong must be much colder than here.
She had heard that this year's military provisions were lacking, so their station was likely both cold and deprived.
"Zhang Jia, if Consort Min brings back the duck down later, you can make a coat for your husband too."
Concubine Liu had also thought of Pang Rusong.
Recalling her daughter had previously said that in the 'future', Pang Rusong was supposed to have died from a relapse of an old injury on his way back to the capital after the war, Concubine Liu felt that soldiers should be well-treated while still alive.
"If your husband also wears this down coat in Datong, I will ask the Ministry of Works to have a batch made and sent to the military camps on the emperor's behalf."
The more Concubine Liu thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.
[Wow, awesome Mom, you're even making down coats for the army!]
[They could be made into thin down coats to be worn under the soldiers' armor, not only not hindering movement but also providing warmth~]
[Great job Mom~]
Xiao Chuchu stared wide-eyed, babbling and grinning in Zhang Jia's arms.
Concubine Liu raised her tea cup to cover her smile at her daughter's amusement, "Little Princess will stay with me today, I'll keep her company while she naps. That way, you can make clothes for your husband tonight."
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Historical FictionNOT MY WORK, NOR MY TRANSLATION! For Offline Reading Only The Princess's Inner Thoughts Were Overheard by Her Emperor Father Author(s) 红豆煮水 Status: Completed Chapter 1- Chapter 234