Compared with the ease and happiness of Sangzi here, Kangxi over there has a big head, originally a big hailstorm, which caused countless deaths and injuries to his people, and later with the cotton planted by Yifei, the people's lives were a little more controlled.

But then there was an urgent report from the Mongolian tribes, according to the above-mentioned on the memorabilia, the cattle, sheep and horses that depended on them for survival directly froze to death after this snowstorm, and later there were also many livestock epidemics, and now there were more casualties.

Now Kangxi began to worry, the Mongolian tribes could not produce food, and the things they ate over the years were all purchased from merchants, plus the horses that were abundant in the grassland and mountains, as well as some supplies from the imperial court, it could be regarded as a rich life.

But now in this blizzard, the hail and snow on the ground have long been more than a meter deep, not to mention the countless deaths and injuries of those cattle and sheep, it is not easy to find a piece of grass that is not covered by hail.

Seeing this, Kangxi's brows furrowed even more fiercely, do you say that it is easy for him to be an emperor? In order to solve the problems of the people's lives, he spent a lot of effort and finally found a grain crop that could increase production, but before he could promote it to the outside world, he encountered such a natural disaster.

"Liang Jiugong, you go and call Prince Yu, Prince Gong, Mingzhu, Suo Etu, Tong Guogang, as well as several important ministers of the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of Households, and the Ministry of War to me. After speaking, Kangxi waved his hand a little tiredly, signaling Liang Jiugong to hurry up.

Liang Jiugong saw the emperor showing a tired look, and felt uncomfortable for his master, but as a slave, the only thing he had to do was to serve his master well.

As soon as Liang Jiugong left here, Kangxi raised his head, looked at the closed big wooden door, he supported his chin with his arm, and pressed his temple with one hand tiredly, slowly relieving his eye fatigue.

He had considered this situation since the hailstorm fell, but he didn't expect things to be so bad, and because of this sudden snowstorm, many merchants began to raise the price of grain.

Kangxi also thought about taking out the sweet potatoes and corn that he had successfully planted for the people, but if he did this, the people would have no seedlings to plant next year.

After two quarters of an hour, all the ministers gathered, and when Liang Jiugong passed the word, everyone slowly walked towards the hall according to their identities.

"The ministers greet the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!" everyone beat their horseshoe sleeves in unison, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Everyone, Aiqing, calm down!" Kangxi casually put down the fold in his hand, looked at the ministers who had arrived, and casually took the refreshing tea handed over by Liang Jiugong.

"Thank you for your grace!" Everyone saluted again, got up, looked at the emperor who was drinking tea, and their hearts began to become solemn.

Kangxi took a sip of the tea in his hand, his expression was slightly better, and he looked at Liang Jiugong: "You go and hand the folds sent by the Mongolian tribes to your lords." As he spoke, he directly threw out a book of folds and motioned for Liang Jiugong to hand it over to them to watch.

After a while, everyone began to be silent, and more than a dozen people in the entire imperial study, except for Kangxi who slowly drank a few sips of refreshing tea in his hand, everyone lowered their heads silently, and they didn't even dare to say a word.

"Your Excellency also knows the current situation of the court, and now that the Mongolian tribes are asking for disaster relief, if you have any good methods, you may as well talk to me. Kangxi is very tired now, he hasn't had a good rest for a few days, and his whole person's expression doesn't have much spirit, but as the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, he can only support himself and insist on dealing with these government affairs, only hoping that his people can get out of this hardship as soon as possible.

When everyone heard this, their hearts were sour, this snow disaster came too suddenly, and they didn't even expect it at all, but it had happened, and they could only try to find a way to remedy it as soon as possible.

However, the area affected this time was too huge, and Rao was prepared for the worst, or was frightened by the disaster from below. Now that the rescue from Mongolia has come out, they want to say that they don't care, but everyone knows that the Mongolian tribes are rich in horses, and if they are forced to hurry, they are likely to do things such as burning, killing and plundering, but if they do, they also know the current situation of the imperial court.

Looking at the emperor with dark circles under his eyes, they knew that the emperor was also worried about this matter in the past few days, but they had already thought of ways to do it, and now they didn't have any good solutions.

"Your Majesty, although the Mongolian tribes are in a hurry, they are rich in cattle and sheep, and it should not be a problem if they survive this winter, but I don't know what the situation will be for next year's harvest. "This is a fact, Tong Guogang feels sorry for his emperor's nephew, so he can only let him use 'drag' to solve the problem, but after this year's hail disaster, I don't know how the wheat harvest will be next year.

Everyone also thinks that this method is good, but after this hail disaster, next year's wheat and other crops are really dangerous, but this is not a way, at least it can also settle the hearts of the people of the Mongolian tribes.

"Lord Tong is right, the Mongolian tribes have killed and injured countless cattle, sheep and horses, and there should be no major problems in terms of food, only next year's harvest is a problem. Suo Etu thought for a moment and said a word.

Mingzhu listened to Tong Guogang and Suo Etu's words, glanced at Kangxi cautiously, and said cautiously: "As far as Weichen knows, the Mongolian tribes are the northernmost part of our Qing Dynasty, and the few tribes that have now received the news have suffered such a disaster, and the other tribes don't know what the situation is. ”

"Several provinces near the north of our Qing Dynasty have suffered such disasters, and it would be strange if their Mongolian tribes could be better!" Chang Ning rolled his eyes unhappily, this was obviously because he felt that the people of the Qing Dynasty had suffered such a disaster, what reason did they have to be luckier than the people of their own country?

Everyone was taken aback by his words, the emperor was worried about the disaster situation of the Mongolian tribes, but, Prince Gong, how could you say such an angry sentence?

Kangxi also felt that Chang Ning was a bit of a crow's mouth, knowing that he was worried about the disaster in Mongolia, you were still there as if there was no one, and he heard Kangxi have a fire.

However, Kangxi was very tired now, and he didn't have any energy to worry about Chang Ning at all, so he just glanced at him, and looked at the ministers standing below: "The situation of the Mongolian tribes is strict, when you go down, prepare a piece of music and present it to me." Kangxi also knew that he couldn't ask what to do, so he could only let them leave first.

As soon as the ministers left, the Empress Dowager sent someone over to send a message to him to Cining Palace.