A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

Is Chapter 185 reserved for storing a coffin?

After saying that, Pei Yunjing stood quietly to the side, waiting for the moment when a miracle would happen.

Time passed by, and at first everyone just casually fiddled with the hand warmers, but gradually, some people began to feel that the objects in their hands seemed a little strange.

A warm sensation came from my palm, becoming more and more pronounced.

Finally, someone exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! This thing is actually hot!"

This exclamation was like a fuse being lit, and the crowd immediately erupted into chaos.

Standing to the side, Pei Yunjing's lips curled into a faint smile as he softly explained to the crowd:

"Don't underestimate this unassuming little guy, everyone. This is a hand warmer. Don't let its small size fool you; it has a hidden secret inside!"

It contains a special mixture made up of iron powder, carbon powder, salt, and water.

When we turn it on, it generates heat, and this heat is continuously released, making its heating effect quite excellent.

With it, there's no need to rely on coal for heating.

After listening to Pei Yunjing's detailed explanation, the people suddenly understood and nodded in praise, their eyes revealing amazement at the amazing power of modern technology.

Immediately afterwards, they happily accepted boxes of hand warmers, their movements as gentle as if they were holding rare treasures.

Some people carefully put the heat packs into their pockets, while others gently stick them to their underwear.

The moment it touched my skin, a warm feeling welled up from the bottom of my heart like a gentle stream, and quickly spread throughout my body.

The body, which had been shrouded in the harsh winter cold, now seemed to be bathed in the warm spring sun, and the cold was instantly dispelled without a trace.

"Wow, I never expected such a tiny thing could actually generate heat, it's incredible!"

An elderly man with white hair in the crowd was deeply moved, and a surprised smile bloomed on his wrinkled face.

A strong young man standing nearby chimed in:

"That's right! We used to shiver with cold every winter, but now with these hand warmers, we don't have to worry about getting cold anymore!"

After saying that, he subconsciously tightened the clothes with the heat packs on them, feeling the continuous warmth, and his face was filled with a happy and satisfied expression.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Yunjing began to organize people to distribute the large quantities of grain that had been urgently transported from various provincial capitals in an orderly manner.

Based on the various detailed information and reports exchanged, he learned that the severe freezing rain disaster caused by this abnormal weather had a wide impact.

Fortunately, apart from some provincial capitals surrounding Beijing that were severely affected, the situation in other provinces that were not directly affected by the freezing rain was relatively better.

These provinces, which were not affected by the freezing rain, demonstrated a high degree of mutual assistance and solidarity, and generously donated money and supplies.

They proactively collected and consolidated the surplus grain in the region, and quickly arranged for personnel and vehicles to continuously transport it to the capital.

One of the main reasons why Pei Yunjing was so proactive and tirelessly handled these matters personally was that he was always thinking about Nian Nian.

Pei Yunjing knew that Niannian had already gone to great lengths and worried about the freezing rain, so if he could arrange the distribution of food properly;

The greatest care and love you can show to Niannian is not to ask her for help or cause her excessive worry about this matter.

So no matter how busy he was or how difficult the task was, he was only focused on resolving the immediate problem as quickly and properly as possible.

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Meanwhile, on the other side, inside the magnificent and beautiful Hundred Flowers Palace.

Wanpin's beautiful face was filled with deep displeasure. Her brows were furrowed, her lips were pursed, and she urged anxiously:

"What's going on? It's just some coal, why is it so difficult?"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but hug her arms tightly, her body trembling slightly from the cold.

Chunhua, the personal maid standing to the side, quickly stepped forward and draped a thick blanket over her, replying:

"Replying to Your Highness, I just inquired with the Imperial Household Department, and they have replied. They say that this year's freezing rain came too suddenly, catching us completely off guard, so there are simply no extra reserves in the storerooms."

Even the coal trucks were stuck halfway because of the slippery roads!

However, Chunhua did not tell Wanpin the whole truth.

In fact, the supply of charcoal in the entire palace is very tight nowadays, so the people in the Imperial Household Department naturally have to give priority to sending charcoal to the concubines who are favored by the emperor and have high rank.

Consorts like Wan Pin, whose presence in the palace was relatively weak, naturally became objects of neglect and alienation.

But Chunhua knew her mistress's fiery temper well. If she rashly revealed the truth, Wanpin would surely fly into a rage.

As expected, Wanpin was instantly enraged upon hearing Chunhua's explanation.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and smashed a delicate teacup on the table to the ground.

With a loud "bang," the expensive teacup shattered into pieces, and tea splashed everywhere.

Consort Wan gritted her teeth and cursed, "What a useless Imperial Household Department! What do these useless people do all day?"

"Such a vast palace, couldn't they even prepare a little extra charcoal? Were they saving space for their own coffins?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps echoed outside the door.

Then, Pei Chang'an walked in slowly with light steps and elegant posture.

At this moment, his handsome face, which still had a touch of boyishness, was slightly flushed, clearly due to the fever he had developed from traveling.

He exclaimed with delight, "Mother, Mother, your son has brought you a wonderful treasure today!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was seen excitedly talking while impatiently reaching into his pocket to rummage around.

In a short while, he carefully took out a small, exquisite charcoal stove from his pocket. It was warm and about the size of an adult's palm.

This small charcoal stove is wrapped in a cover made of fine cloth, which is not only beautiful and elegant, but also effectively prevents burns.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Chang'an happily and gently placed the small and exquisite charcoal stove into Consort Wan's arms;

Her face beamed with uncontainable joy, as radiant and dazzling as a flower blooming in spring.

He said excitedly, "Mother, look! This little charcoal stove was a gift from Consort De to me! It's so warm there!"

However, when Consort Wan heard this, a barely perceptible look of disgust suddenly flashed in her originally smiling eyes.