The weather in the capital is getting gloomy day by day, and the cold wind wrapped in dark clouds is becoming more and more violent, giving everyone the illusion that it is going to snow, but seeing that the cold winter is about to pass halfway, there is still not a single snowflake falling from the sky. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is no snow in winter, which is almost as serious as drought for Daqi at this time - this means that not only will there be no harvest in the north of Daqi in Xihe for four years, but it also means that the northern land in the coming year is very likely to continue to be drought, and when it comes to spring, the epidemic that has accumulated for a year is very likely to break out together.

Even if it rains next spring and the fields have not experienced winter snow, locust plagues and insect plagues are almost a foregone conclusion.

In the past, Zhu Siming, the head of the household department, had a lot of scenery, and now he is so anxious.

In previous years, the wind and rain were smooth, the world was peaceful, and all kinds of taxes filled the treasury, even if there was a flood in any state or county, it didn't matter.

But this year, first the Northwest War burned a large amount of silver, followed by the drought, the court can not collect any silver, the emperor still has to repair the soul platform, but also to draft, not to mention that the disaster is everywhere now, all waiting for the court to help, this is a mountain of gold and silver, and it can't stand such a flowing water!

Among the six departments, the days of several households are the most difficult, and most of Zhu Siming's hair is gray.

On this day, Zhu Siming had been busy in the household yamen until the end of the day, and then rushed home with a cold air.

When the carriage entered, he saw a young man in a big hat standing in the shadow of the lamp on the side of the gate, standing straight in the cold wind, and as soon as he saw his carriage, he hurried a few steps to catch up.

"Lord Zhu!" the ordinary-looking young man shouted.

Zhu Siming frowned impatiently, and snorted coldly, "Go quickly", and the driver who was driving the car wiped the young man's toes without hesitation and drove into the gate of Zhu's mansion.

The carriage galloped past and forced the young man back several steps, and when he wanted to step forward again, the carriage had already entered the gate, and the gate of the Zhu Mansion was tightly closed again.

The little guy who had been following the young man and was almost run over by the carriage suddenly became a little indignant:

"Fifth Young Master, this Zhu Shangshu is really too rude! In the past, he was also good with our Seventh Master, but now he has such a face!"

He Congmei frowned, but she didn't stop the little girl's complaint, looked at the closed black paint door, raised her voice and sighed:

"That's it, let's go back, the world is so cold, I really don't think it's worth it for Uncle Seven!"

In the main courtyard of Zhu's mansion, Mrs. Zhu waited for her husband to change clothes, and she repeatedly persuaded her:

"Master, the fifth young master of the He family has already handed over several posts, and today he has been standing at the door for another day, it's so cold, it's really strange and pitiful, you might as well meet him......"

"What do you see, what can you see?" Before the lady finished speaking, Zhu Siming interrupted her plea irritably, and reprimanded: "He Yongmao's matter, if the emperor doesn't speak, who dares to say anything? The He family is not as good as before, this only depends on his own creation, and the troubles of my body are still uneven, where is there time to take care of these idle things? I don't look at the current situation, it is really a woman's opinion!"

Then when he was released to Beijing to report on his work, he called He Yongmao a brother and brother, and begged others to transfer him to the Sixth Department, why didn't he say anything to look at his own creation?

Mrs. Zhu almost blurted out a question, but after looking at her husband's face, she could only swallow back the words in her stomach.

Over the years, her husband and children have become bigger and bigger, but he is not the same person he used to be.

In the palace, Xiao Shaoyun couldn't help but sneer when he heard the secret guard's report.

"The He family is really in complete decline, just because such a concubine who can't get on the stage is running around like a headless fly, let him go, I should have fun!"

Wei Wan, who was sitting next to the emperor, heard this, looked innocent, didn't say a word, and looked like she didn't understand what the emperor was saying.

When Xiao Shaoyun saw her like this, he suddenly felt empty and a little regretful in his heart.

In his previous life, when he couldn't trust those ministers, or when he confronted the ministers, he told Cheng Huan about the affairs of the government.

Because the Great Qi Dynasty was a heroine like Queen Dugu in the Taizu period, he was not strict with such things as harem politics, and Cheng Huan would always listen to him patiently, and then talk to him about the pros and cons, and finally give him a lot of advice.

But now Cheng Huan, the person is back, and the soul has not come back yet, so it is clear that this woman who is exactly the same as her is by his side, and he still feels lonely at this time.

He had been hoping that Cheng Huan would never remember that incident, but he felt more and more that Cheng Huan, who had lost all his past memories, was so incomplete.

He Fu, the steward who stayed behind took He Congmei into the door, and after preparing hot water for washing and steaming meals for him, he hesitated again and again, but still persuaded:

"Fifth Young Master, in fact, you just follow the list compiled by the master to dredge up, why do you have to run around so much...... Some people's homes, it's useless for you to go, isn't it......"

He Congtang paused as he changed his clothes, and finally shook his head:

"No, I'm not doing useless work, no matter what, the people who should be visiting are still going to visit, so let me ask for peace of mind. ”

The seventh brother has already gone to Yuzhou, at least the grandfather will not have any regrets, and on the seventh uncle's side, as long as the "seventh brother" in the Qin Wangfu does not wake up for a day, the life of the seventh uncle will be worry-free for the time being.

After all, accepting bribes is not a capital crime, it's just a place where the edict is imprisoned, and there is no return after thinking about it, which makes people feel creepy.

He had already met Uncle Seven, and Uncle Seven said that there was no need to run around in vain, just take care of the family.

However, the seventh brother and sister also made it very clear that if there is something to do, they can go to Weibei Houfu and Qin Tianjian in private, or even the Liangguo Mansion, but they still have to go around to visit and visit.

He thought so.

It's also good to go out and bump around like this every day to confuse the emperor's sight.

Just a few days have passed, and there is no sign of the prince of Qin waking up.

That's not all, the mighty general who went to the northwest to hand over the military talisman also came back with the news, the king of Qin is also sick, it is still an infectious disease, and he can't see people, and the soldier talisman will be for a while, or come back!

The emperor was completely furious! King Qin was this excuse!

This father and son, there is no good thing!

The other witnesses have also been found, and the physical evidence has almost been fabricated, so he owes the protagonist of the prince of Qin, but he is still unconscious - why don't you just die?

The emperor cursed fiercely in his heart with such a vicious idea, and when An Zhulin came to ask for peace, and both inside and outside the words were asking for credit for her bringing the white lotus leaf to the emperor, the emperor immediately transferred his anger to An Zhulin!

"I don't know An Fen all day, and I don't want to salute when I see Concubine Wan, An Shi, what do you want to do?"

In front of Wei Wan, the emperor reprimanded him sharply, and An Zhulin, who was scolded inexplicably, was so angry that he bit his lips, and his mouth was full of salty - Wei Wan, a foxy slut!