Unlike the laughter and laughter in Lijia Village, many people are not prepared for the sudden heavy snowfall. Most of the farmhouses were thatched huts, and they didn't have time to reinforce their roofs because of their busy lives, and as a result, a heavy snowfall left many people homeless.

Lijia Village has silver this year, and the houses have been strengthened early, and those who have not built new houses have been reinforced on all sides, and the roof has been paved with a thick layer of thatch, and in the face of heavy snow, everyone hides in the house, completely unstimulated by the wind and snow.

The winter in the north is exceptionally cold, and many people have nowhere to hide for a while, not to mention whether there is food in stock, even if there is such a cold weather outside.

"Dad, I'm cold!" Outside, there was a vast white expanse, looking around, it was the same scenery, a little child shivered from the cold, and said to the man next to him in a trembling voice.

"Well, just wait a while!" The man and a woman next to him, one handed the thatch, and the other was full of repairs on the roof, and their lips were purple from the cold.

"Good guys, you go into the house with your sister first, and your father and I will get it done in a while!" The woman looked at the two children, and forced the bitterness in her heart to let them in, although the inside of the house was also ventilated, but it was a little better than the outside.

This is not only the case in Brother Li's village, but also in most villages, where everyone braves the heavy snow to repair their roofs and try to resist the cold, which is completely different from Lijia Village.

There are even some houses that are already precarious, and under the erosion of heavy snow, the thin body directly bent down its arms, and collapsed under heavy pressure.

Although it is only a simple house, it is also the hope of the people. It is their shelter.

In the court, the cold winter was no longer as difficult as before, and Dongfang Luo came to the Jinluan Hall early. Comfortable office, comfortable rest, Dongfang Luo is in a good mood.

"If you have something to do, you have nothing to do!" Gonggong Liu's shrill voice sounded in the Jinluan Palace, this is a daily routine, if there is nothing big, Dongfang Luo can rest more.

"Long live Qiyu. Something to do! "The Ministry of Works, Shang Shu Ning Gaofan, came out to play.

The Ministry of Industry is mainly responsible for mountains, tuntian, craftsmen, water conservancy, transportation, various projects, etc., and the Ministry of Industry is also mainly responsible for these affairs, under normal circumstances. The recitals that came from various places would be screened by these ministers, and then some important ones would be presented to Dongfang Luo in the early dynasty or in advance.

"Ning Aiqing said! What's the matter? Dongfang Luo was in a good mood, and his voice was relatively gentle, but Ning Gaofan's mood was not so good. Because what happens next will definitely affect the emperor's mood.

"Your Majesty. News came from all over the country that this year's sudden heavy snowfall has affected many places in the north, many people have been displaced, and the prices are returnable, and local officials have solved it by force! Ning Gaofan secretly wiped his sweat in his heart, and reported the news with an extremely heavy heart.

"Every winter is my heart disease, and the affected areas in the north have not decreased at all. I don't know if you have any good suggestions! "Since ancient times, natural and man-made disasters have been inevitable. Dongfang Luo sighed secretly, I don't know how many houses will collapse in this heavy snowfall, except for disaster relief, I really can't find any good solution to the problem!

It is customary for ministers to express their opinions. Let's see if there is any good way, in previous years, it was really a symptom rather than a cure.

"How is this good?" The ministers began to exchange ears, and no one dared to express their opinions easily.

"This situation happens every year, and as in previous years, the imperial court sends people to provide disaster relief!" Wang Zhanglin, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, that is, the father of Concubine Wang Yuzhu, said, there is no way, this is the solution all along.

Although it can't cure the fundamentals, every year Dongfang Luo will do his best to reduce the losses of the people, and the annual treasury expenses are in addition to the army's harem, that is, disaster relief.

"Ning Shangshu, let's see if there is any good solution!" Meng Yao, the head of the household department, asked, every year like this kind of thing is the household department in embarrassment, there is no way, the country is short of silver, she, as the head of the household department, is in charge of land and household registration, taxation and finance, etc., and the silver is scattered, he is very anxious.

Meng Yao is young, thirty years old, has achieved the position of the head of the household, in charge of the economic lifeline of the Tanglin Kingdom, once at the age of eighteen in high school, just in time for Dongfang Luo to succeed to the throne, the imperial court is the lack of talents, Meng Yao is full of spirit, vowing to make a career.

What Dongfang Luonahui needs most is fresh blood, that is, the young courtier as his henchman, so let him be recalled to the capital after a few years of training outside, and he will do it step by step.

No wonder Dongfang Luo trusts him so much, he really stands on the side of the emperor and the people, unlike some ministers, who are perfunctory all day long, especially the elderly, who like to rely on the old and sell the old, he is different.

Although the treasury is empty, especially Dongfang Luo has never increased taxes, Meng Yao still uses similar methods to reduce expenses for the imperial court as much as possible, and Dongfang Luo can rest assured.

"Meng Shangshu, this official has just received the news, and before he has time to think about it, he will immediately tell the emperor and let everyone think of a way together!" Ning Gaofan is also very helpless, he is not a thousand-armed Guanyin, and these things really can't be solved by himself.

"I know, Lord Ning, but I can't always get out of this money, I won't come in!" Meng Yao frowned, worried about what happened next.

"Your Majesty, Weichen thinks that the top priority is to send people for disaster relief, and the people can't stand the bitter cold!" The prime minister, who has been silent, also spoke suddenly in time for the father of Sun Qingxue, the queen mother, to speak suddenly, he is over the age of six, and his body is quite tough, Sun Qingxue is his old daughter, pampered since childhood, married to the then prince Dongfang Luo, for his daughter, Sun Zhong is also on the side of Dongfang Luo.

"The prime minister is reasonable, but I don't know what else you think?" Dongfang Luo is not satisfied with this result, and it depends on the effect of implementation.

Looking at the buzzing discussion, no one stood up to speak, Dongfang Luo was very unhappy, and his good mood was ruined!

This time, no one spoke, no one wanted to be the first bird, one by one, they looked at their noses and noses, and they just didn't move.

"Ning Aiqing, since it's you who mentioned it, you can talk about it!" Dongfang Luo began to ask by name.

"Qiqi Sheng, the opinions of the ministers and the prime minister are the same, the imperial court allocates some disaster relief silver and sends officials to the disaster relief!" was mentioned by name, Ning Gaofan came out to answer, it was an ambiguous answer!

"Meng Aiqing, let's talk about it!" Dongfang Luo is looking forward to Meng Yao's opinion, although he is young, he has unique insights, and he hopes that there will be some differences! Meng Yao didn't disappoint him either. (To be continued.) )