Hui Ya, who returned to the Fushu Hospital, thought about the impact of the snow disaster over and over again, and felt that this matter was too strict, so strict that not only did she need to let the people of the Lu State Mansion pay attention, but even her own family also needed to take this matter to heart.

That night, Qian Jingchen was busy until midnight before returning to the house, Huiya leaned on the head of the bed in her clothes and looked at the memorabilia of previous years, Qian Jingchen walked in with a chill.

"The snow hasn't stopped yet?" Hui Ya got up busily, wiped the scattered droplets of water on Qian Jingchen's head, looked at his face and nose were red from the cold, and stretched out her hand to warm his face.

"Well, it's not stopped, I'm cold, don't catch a cold." Qian Jingchen had already entered the door, and handed over the big pile of snowflakes to the maids, although he did not enter the house with a body of ice and snow, but it was still mixed with cold, he wanted to retreat to save Huiya from catching a cold, and he was a little reluctant to Huiya's soft and warm little hands that were attached to his cheeks.

"I'm not afraid of the cold." Huiya felt Qian Jingchen's burning gaze, lowered her head a little embarrassed, she reached out and stroked Qian Jingchen's slightly cool clothes, and looked at his boots, the accumulated snowflakes had turned into a water stain.

"Go wash your face, change your clothes again, I have someone prepare noodles for you, using the soup I made myself." Huiya felt sorry for Qian Jingchen so hard, and couldn't help urging Qian Jingchen to wash and change clothes, and she called the maids one by one, and put thin noodles in the boiled hot soup and brought them up.

When Qian Jingchen washed his hands and changed his clothes and came out, the hot noodle soup happened to be on the table, and the fragrant chicken noodle was topped with a few slices of ham, accompanied by a rare green vegetable leaf in winter, which made people appetize at a glance.

Eating the noodles steamingly, the pores that were forced to be blocked by the cold seemed to be opened, Qian Jingchen wiped the sweat on his forehead, and felt that his whole body was much lighter. The pressure on the court during the day, the discomfort of coming and going in the wind and snow. There is also the longing for his wife, which seems to have been comforted at this moment.

"Jing Chen, it's been snowing for three days, and I heard that there is Nancheng over there. Many of the houses were made of planks and adobe, and I don't know if they would collapse under such a heavy snowfall. Seeing Qian Jingchen's eyebrows stretched and hugging him, with a comfortable look, Huiya didn't want Qian Jingchen to spoil her fun. But I feel that the snow disaster is serious, and I have to say it.

"Huh? House? How did you come up with this? Qian Jingchen was hugging Hui Ya, enjoying this rare quiet time, but he didn't expect Hui Ya's thoughts to suddenly float so far. He squinted his eyes for a long time before he came back to his senses, Huiya was talking about the snow, and about the slums of the southern city.

"Isn't it snowing for three days, I just thought that when the snow melts, will our roof leak or something, there is no problem with the house of a big family like ours, but what if the house where the poor live is not strong?"

"The house is not solid. When it snows heavily, the houses will collapse, and if the houses collapse, won't the people who live in them be stoned to death? Even if you are not stoned to death and injured, it is not easy to live in the heavy snow without a house, and when you are short of food and clothing, you don't know how many lives will be lost when you get through the spring. Although Huiya's words were a little scary, they were really what she was worried about.

"What are you talking about...... Not without reason. Qian Jingchen listened to what Huiya said, he didn't say anything for a long time, and after a long time, he opened his mouth with some difficulty. His face turned slightly pale.

"This matter is too serious, you go to sleep first tonight, and I will go to my grandfather and father to discuss it." Qian Jingchen took a deep breath and straightened Huiya's body. Masaki said.

In the time just now, Qian Jingchen thought carefully about what Huiya said in his mind, and the result would have a far-reaching impact on the current situation, so that Qian Jingchen couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

If the people of Namseong were to be killed or injured on a large scale due to the negligence of the officials, the first to bear the brunt would definitely be the officials in charge of important affairs in Gyeonggi. Suncheon Yin and even the household department will be punished, and most of these people are princelings. In other words, if what Huiya said is not done, if something happens, the prestige and strength of the princelings will be greatly hit.

Qian Jingchen is a proud son of heaven born with a golden spoon, although he has experienced several hardships, he has never lived a life of poverty. This experience has allowed him to see things from a high perspective, and at the same time, it will also make his vision less concerned about the poor people.

After all, if you haven't experienced poverty, you won't know how cramped and shabby the poor people live in, and naturally you can't imagine how strict the consequences of such a rudimentary life will be to those people in times of natural disasters, and it is inevitable that there will be omissions in these things.

"Huiya, if what you said today can come true, you will have made a great achievement!" Qian Jingchen's heart was agitated, a big threat existed at the same time, it must also be a big opportunity, if the heavy snow caused a disaster and the prince's party was not well governed, it would be criticized, but if the prince's party was properly governed by the heavy snow, it would not only be a simple political achievement, but also the popular support of the people in the Gyeonggi Strongland, as well as a very powerful blow that crushed the three princes and the party.

"By the way, after I discuss this matter, I will send someone to your mother's house to remind you of it." Qian Jingchen no longer had the shocked look he had just now at this time, he changed his clothes and went out in a hurry, walked to the door and folded back, kissed Hui Ya fiercely on the face, and said to Hui Ya.

"Okay, be careful!" Hui Ya looked at Qian Jingchen's high-spirited appearance, knowing that he would definitely not ignore this matter, and felt a lot of comfort in her heart.

But just by relying on a few officials, can we solve the snow disaster well? To be honest, Hui Ya has no bottom in her heart, not to mention that a high-ranking and powerful person like Qian Jingchen doesn't know about the lives of the poor people in her heart, even if she does, how many ways can careless men think of to resettle the victims?

Hui Ya secretly wondered if she could do something in her heart, for example, she now has money and people in her hands, and there are still good rice and grain left over from last year in the treasury, and there are cotton cloth and cotton......

Even if it is to accumulate virtue and do good, even if it is to give the Lu Guogong Mansion or the princelings a good reputation, can a woman like herself do something?

That night, in Lu Guogong's study, the lights kept on all night, and early the next morning, with the written recital, the three ancestors and grandsons of Lu Guogong's mansion entered the palace.

Five days later, the prince's party submitted the possible impact of the heavy snowfall incident, the measures of prevention and post-resettlement on the emperor's imperial book, and the five city soldiers and horses, which are an important part of the city defense, also carried out routine inspections on the disasters that may be encountered during snowfall under the leadership of Master Zhao. (To be continued.) )