Chapter 17: The Scorching Heat

Lingbei is the fief of King Wenrui, and the roots of Chu Fengge's lineage are also rooted here.

Because this place is close to Beihu, the land is vast, the folk customs are simple and bold, and the closed villages only know Chu Fengge but do not know the son of heaven.

While sorting out the letters in his hand, the gentleman chatted with him: "You are no different from the Emperor Tu here, if you change someone, I am afraid that you will be willing to stay here to retire." ”

Chu Fengge smiled, and there was a softness hidden in the depths of his pupils: "If one day I can call the shots, I will send this place to you for retirement." ”

The gentleman smiled and responded: "Then I will thank the prince for his generosity in advance." ”

This kind of thing has never been taken seriously.

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The days passed, the seventy-two candidates on the imperial calendar unconsciously turned around, the rumors in Chang'an City have already gradually dissipated, the people on the street chatted about new things after dinner, and the people of Guozijian were also accustomed to his savings, and Wei Heming's life was really quiet.

It's just that Wei Heming cares about another thing at the moment.

"I saw my father talking at home these days, saying that it had not rained for a month, and he was afraid that the people's farming would not be able to continue. Yu Yuan's hand kept moving, but his expression was a little worried. "Although Chang'an has always had little rain, this time it has been a little too much, but I'm afraid that this year's harvest in Zhuangzi will not be good, and let's reduce the rent for them." ”

Wei Heming nodded: "Sister is more worried about the housekeeper's affairs." ”

When the two were keen to exchange identities, this was all Wei Heming's doing, and now that they have changed, he tries his best to remind Yu Yuan by his side.

Wei Yuyuan sighed lightly: "I'm afraid that the life of those tenants will be difficult again." ”

Wei Heming was doing his homework on the side, but he was also thinking about it in his heart.

He had some impressions of this drought, but he didn't know exactly what happened, but in his previous life, he was studying in the palace at this time, Chu Shen was squeezed out by the palace people everywhere, he was busy supporting Chu Shen, how could he care about a big drought that did not affect his food and clothing.

It's just that this drought has affected Wei Shangshu, and he has some impressions.

Wei Heming said: "Now I'm afraid that the price of food has also risen, so it's good to send someone to count the grain at home when I have time." ”

Yu Yuan nodded and wrote it down.

The two chatted for a while, Wei Yuyuan put down the post in his hand, and called Wei Heming to look at his handwriting: "How do you see my writing?"

The words are written softly and firmly, rounded at the corners, and appear to be upright and peaceful in the immature, which is very different from the clear and free willow body shared by the sisters and brothers in the past.

Wei Heming smiled: "I think it's good, but why did you think of writing such a word?

Wei Yuyuan lowered his eyelids, stretched out his hand to pull the hair that fell on his ears behind his ears, and smiled: "We always have to be a little different, women and men are two different paths." ”

Wei Heming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little sad.

No matter what he experienced in his previous life, whether he was proud or down, he at least had one more chance to choose his path, but Ah Yu was trapped in this mansion from beginning to end, reading thousands of books, and he never had the opportunity to get out of this Chang'an City.

rushed to the execution ground for him at the moment of raiding his family and destroying his family, which was the only moment when Wei Yuyuan could decide his life.

Obviously they are twins, and even their looks are exactly the same.

I only heard Wei Yuyuan's sigh: "If we are really the same, how good it would be." ”

Wei Heming stopped writing.

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The drought that Wei Heming was worried about came as scheduled, and in the following month, there was no rain, and the hot weather turned Chang'an City into a big barbecue, and the idlers on the street gradually decreased.

The inventory of ice cubes in the homes of dignitaries and dignitaries was also depleted very quickly, and some of them began to borrow ice from relatives and friends.

At the end of the day, the prisoners were all like water ghosts fished out of the water, their hair and robes were stuck to their bodies with sweat, and they even fainted several times from heat stroke.

Even Wei Heming couldn't bear this kind of weather, and it was useless for Ji Run to soak a sweat towel in well water to relieve the heat with him, and the cold air quickly dissipated in the endless summer.

Chu Fengge was a little amused when he saw that he couldn't open his hot eyes, and the two blushes on his face seemed to rub rouge. Fan him with a folding fan: "Why don't you ask for a leave of absence and go home to escape the heat." I still have some ice at home, so it's good to go to my house and rest for a while. ”

Wei Heming smiled bitterly: "How can you be so knowledgeable, you treat me as a little prince like you? I was accepted by an exception, and then I am so afraid of heat and cold, I am afraid that people will directly let me go home to be my eldest young master." ”

Seeing that he was still fanning, Wei Heming reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Don't fan, it's all hot air, the more you fan, the hotter it gets, there are people selling braised plum water outside, you go with me to drink a few bowls to cool off." ”

As he spoke, he didn't even pay attention, dragged his hand and left.

Chu Fengge also seemed to have no intention, so he just let him lead him to the door, Wei Heming reached out and touched the copper coin in his arms, and then let go of his wrist.

Chu Fengge stared at his wrist for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled inadvertently.

"How many bowls do you want?" Wei Heming turned to him and asked.

"A bowl," Chu Fengge said with a smile. "You also drink less, it's too cold and hurts. ”

Wei Heming smiled: "Then I only need a bowl, I see that there are still sugar mung beans for sale in front, and I will go and see it later." ”

In the summer, many people sell these chilled soups and water, and these days the business is even more prosperous, so the vendors add a few benches on the side of the street for pedestrians to rest.

The cold plum water was chilled from his throat all the way to his stomach, as if the heat of the day had been emitted from his pores, and he couldn't help but sigh: "This is called summer, if there are no such things, I really don't know how to live my life." ”

Chu Fengge couldn't help but laugh.

In the previous life, when people in the world mentioned Wei Heming, they only saw his identity as a "crane appearance", and most of the adjectives that came to mind were some young and high-ranking people who were talented in governing the world, but few people knew this person's temperament.

This person seems to have some interest in everything, he can try it, whether it is food, clothing, learning, officialdom, this person seems to have some liking for everything in the world, and there are too many things that can distract this person's attention.

It's okay or it's not good.

Chu Fengge stared at him, but his mind flew to 108,000 miles away.

At this time, I listened to the small talk of the guests on the bench next to me: "I just came back from the south, and there are rumors there, and it doesn't rain on this day, but I follow ...... That's related. As he spoke, he bowed in the direction of the palace.

Wei Heming's movements stopped at once, and even the bowl was put down.

But he listened to another answer at the table: "Don't dare to talk nonsense, Chang'an City is used to drought, so how can you rely on it." ”

The previous one lowered his voice: "This time it's not Chang'an's business...... Now I don't know, I'm afraid the ...... outside. Almost all ......"

The other seemed frightened: "You mean it." ”

"Whoever still teases you with this, those officials are used to deceiving their superiors and subordinates, and whoever reports this matter will have to bear responsibility...... I'm talking about that, I've heard that a lot of people have died in a few places, and you don't blame that person for that...... Who else can be blamed?"

The other sighed: "It doesn't matter who he blames, it's still us ordinary people who are unlucky, isn't it?" It's also in Chang'an, if it's ...... in other places."

The two chatted for a while, then got up and left.

Wei Heming and Chu Fengge were relatively silent at the table.

"You move around a lot, have you ever heard the news?" Wei Heming asked for a while.

Chu Fengge shook his head: "No." ”

Both of them know in their hearts that the people have already left such a message, and some people even die of drought, so I'm afraid this matter will not be trivial. Now I just hope that God will rain as soon as possible, so that this turmoil can be calmed down as soon as possible.

But Wei Heming knew very well in his heart that this drought would inevitably shock the government and the opposition, but he didn't know if there were any changes in this world.

Wei Heming touched the edge of the bowl, the soup in the bowl had long since lost its coolness, exuding a sweet smell.

"Let's go?" Wei Heming asked.

Chu Fengge nodded, and the two got up and went back to Guozijian, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw He Lan greeted him with a not very good-looking face.

"I've seen Your Highness. He Lan only had time to bow to Chu Fengge, and then hurriedly said to Wei Heming, "Do you know any doctors with excellent medical skills?"

Wei Heming asked, "What's wrong?"

He Lan sighed: "There is a student in the poetry club who came back from his hometown and was seriously ill, and now there is no cure. Saving people is like fighting fires, if you have a doctor you know, please recommend one or two. ”

Wei Heming shook his head, and was also a little embarrassed: "There is only one acre and three points of land in the capital, and you should all know the doctors who are better at medicine, where are there any miracle doctors? ”

He Lan shook his head: "How did you find the imperial doctor for this?"

Wei Heming asked: "Is this person a disciple of a poor family? It's just that the matter is urgent, why don't you ask the sacrificial wine a question or two, if not, we can also find another way." ”

He Lan looked embarrassed: "The imperial doctor can't ask for it, I'd better look for it again." ”

Wei Heming saw that he seemed to have something unspeakable, so he had no choice but to give up.

Chu Fengge suddenly said: "There is a doctor in my family, whose medical skills are acceptable, and he can be recommended to you." ”