Yulian, who hadn't been out for several days, looked at the clear sky and was wrapped in a heavy cotton coat. It is cold in the north, and every household will prepare cotton clothes, although it is different in the south, although it is cold, there is no bitter cold in the north. Today, I learned from Liu Ce that the heavy snow in the south has been falling for more than half a month, and the soldiers at the border have had a bad time with the heavy snow that has not been seen for decades. It is extremely difficult to transport supplies in the north in the heavy snow, so it is better to walk while the snow is heavy. Once the sun comes out is the coldest time, the things that everyone knows are often the hardest.

Others only know that the road is closed by heavy snow, but the mud after the heavy snow is the hardest way to walk. Don't talk about Taiping City, the servants of the Lu State Mansion are all snowstorms. Rumors are the scariest of all, one thing is a secret that only makes people curious, and once everyone knows about it, it is a disaster.

Qianqianyu held a small snowball in her hand, and the slightly cool feeling was very comfortable. A small snowball smashed on his head carelessly, and he looked back at the girl in the red shirt and smiled stupidly. So far, Yulian doesn't know that the girl named Red has been wearing only red clothes, her real name Yulian has not asked, and the house only knows that the little girl is called Red Yi and only likes to wear red clothes.

Yulian smiled slightly, a small snowball was thrown, and the red clothes stood stupidly still. Suddenly, a small little girl suddenly stood in front of the red cloth, holding a wooden stick taller than herself in her hand and shouted: "Look at the peerless swordsmanship." Then the small snowball was broken. Exploding snowballs fell one after another, and their heads were full of snow slag.

The little girl shouted, "Sister Xia'er made a move." ”

Yulian was puzzled and thought she was messing around, and before she could react, a big snowball was coming. The clean white clothes are covered with snowflakes, and Yulian has always been quiet. The blood from the bottom of his heart surged up, and he slapped his hands and threw a huge snowball towards Xia Er, who was dressed in yellow. "Sister Xia'er, you come too." Then he picked up the snowball and threw it at the two little girls, and the red clothes kept throwing the snowball behind him. Liu Xiaoxiao, who was standing in front, thought that he had learned peerless swordsmanship from Lu Yu, and the extremely long wooden stick made him wonderful.

I don't know how many times I was hit, and the red clothes kept attacking happily in the back. Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and Yulian's white little hands, which are already covered in snow, are slightly red. It seems that Xia Er has been specially practiced in red clothes, often two of the three, and his snowball will always stagger Xia Er as if he has long feet, and then Liu Xiaoxiao, who is tiger-headed, doesn't know much, and thinks that the peerless swordsmanship is invincible in the world, and only the snowball can not hurt people.

The four of them began to fight, and Wu Jin, who had just walked by, was pulled over by Yulian to join. Yulian has not only one more sister-in-law on this side, but also two maids, and the peerless swordsmanship must not be ruined by Liu Xiaoxiao's anger. As long as the maids and servants passing by are pulled over, Wu Jin is the young lady in the house, and she has been following her mother-in-law to manage the housework for many years. Now that he is caught in it, he doesn't look like a young master at all, and he is more ruthless than anyone else.

Liu Ce stood aside with his wife, and Mrs. Liu quietly watched a group of girls in the yard having a snowball fight. Although the men were also involved, it was obvious that they did not use much strength. For several masters, they are still extraordinarily light-handed, but the men and women who love each other look at each other from time to time, and their eyes meet as if they are whispering something.

Mrs. Liu said: "It's been a long time since the house has been so lively. ”

Liu Ce held his wife's hand and said: "Yes, since Zhixing grew up, there has been a lot of noise in the house, I really hope that Jing'er will grow up soon, it is better to be more like his second uncle, like his father." ”

couldn't help kicking: "What do you say, Jing'er is not like his father, like Zhixing." ”

Daliang, who has been quiet for several years, is afraid that there will be an unprecedented turmoil, and the snow disaster in the north will inevitably affect spring ploughing. The eight arsenals in Nanjing have just stepped into the right track, and once they want to provide disaster relief, they will inevitably use a large amount of materials. Although the national treasury has been abundant for more than ten years, it cannot bear the disaster relief and the expenditure of the arsenal. In particular, with hundreds of thousands of troops to be replenished, an unprecedented number will be required.

The emperor of the palace has been anxious for several days, although part of the disaster relief funds have been allocated, but it is still a drop in the bucket. After the Ministry of Household Affairs has reduced the allocation of funds for the arsenal, focusing on disaster relief. It was only because of this incident that the crown prince and the king of Qi had been arguing for several days, and finally the Manchu civil and military discussions decided to solve the northern disaster first. The original plan was indefinitely retreated, and the emperor grew old in just a few days. Looking at a yellowed gold silk territory map all day long, the beam has grown much larger in the twenty years since he ascended the throne. After reading the same map for more than ten years, the happiest thing is to draw a stroke on the frontier with my own hands.

The emperor who had spent a lot of time in front of the territory map in the previous dynasty had been in front of the territory map for a long time, and the prime minister Wang An didn't know that the great emperor wanted to do nothing more than to rule the world. The Central Plains has been divided for hundreds of years, from dozens of small countries to the current three kingdoms. Dongwu is no longer enough, and Nanchu has been inserting a steel needle on the head of the girder. Although there is a war in the north, more energy has been left in the distant south of the mirror in the twenty years since he ascended the throne.

"Your Majesty, the most important thing now is that after the heavy snowfall, Wechen thinks that Enke needs to be postponed this year. As long as the disaster-stricken areas in the north can melt before the spring ploughing, the disaster may not be a blessing. ”

The emperor said: "What the prime minister said is true, but the heavy snow cannot melt before the spring ploughing, and the three million households in the north are exempted from miscellaneous taxes and how much silver is allowed to fill this hole." The girder can afford to wait, I'm afraid I can't afford to wait. ”

Looking at the gray-haired emperor Prime Minister Wang An's fingers moving slightly, he has served as prime minister for nearly ten years, and has watched Daliang grow stronger and stronger, and has become a hegemonic country. It's just that although the emperor in front of him is old, his ambition has not weakened in the slightest. Regardless of whether it has the merit of dominating the world or not, it is also the ancestor of Zhongxing in the history of Daliang. Wang An knew that the emperor's greatest wish was to see the unification of the world, and he had been working hard for such an ideal for 20 years.

A heavy snowfall not only made the palace panic, but it was no longer customary for the concubine and prince to hand over the money. When did the palace become so depressed, the queen took the lead in raising only more than 300,000 taels of silver in the palace. The emperor did not stop the appropriation of the arsenal, and the treasury may not be able to support the disaster relief silver in the disaster-stricken areas of Beijing.

The crown prince, who had never dealt with the disaster himself, was flustered, and on the one hand, he had to face the struggle of King Qi. I never felt tired, and the queen looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was more like her father, and her face was a little haggard these days. Hot tea for his son with his own hands, never ask the government and politics here, and there is no exception for his son.

said: "Queen Yin doesn't know what happened to you in the court, or that sentence, do your own thing." There is a lot of talking, and as long as you are firm, there will be a solution. Calm down and do things with peace of mind, and let others say it. Your father is still in Daliang, it's not so bad, no matter what the goal of King Qi is, it's for the good of Daliang. Remember that not fighting is fighting, and doing your duty well is more important than anything else. ”

The prince thought deeply of the queen's words, and for six years, the prince of Qi had been doing whatever he did. The last to supervise the country was the crown prince, and the officials of the court and the central government supported the prince for only half a year, and he had already surpassed the king of Qi. Since the canonization of the crown prince, the prince has not fought on the surface, and now the prince is still the prince, and the king of Qi is still the vassal king.

After closing his eyes for a long time, he said, "The crown princess has looked for her mother." ”

The queen said: "It's all because the mother doesn't think that the crown princess is at fault, and she doesn't want the East Palace to live a restrained life." It's nothing, there's no need to quarrel over this little thing. ”

slapped heavily on the soft mat and said: "With her little belly and heart, how can she be a mother in the world, if there is a queen mother, why should the ministers be so angry." ”

Gently helped the prince up and said, "Yin'er go back, it should be three days later." There is nothing that cannot be passed between husband and wife, and the crown princess has not raised money to send it to the household department. Go back and calm down and talk, and don't quarrel. ”

The prince took a sip of hot tea and got up, but the disaster relief matter was still on King Qi's head. After all, the crown prince needs to supervise the country, and the king of Qi has already rushed to the north. I only hope that this time can pass at the beginning of spring, and the prince will be even worse in his heart without burden. It's not that he has many interests as a presiding officer, but he is worried that King Qi will use this time to deal with him. Zhou Heng strongly suggested that the prince should use this matter to consolidate the prince's position, although disaster relief is not a great achievement, it is the best means to win people's hearts.

In the heavy snow, the people of Beijing are panicked, and snow-capped mountains can be seen everywhere. There is no figure on the road, the cold wind is whistling, and the atmosphere after the year is not seen. The county magistrate of Jiaoyi County, Wenzhou, guarded the county government with only one wooden table, and the heavy snow closed the road to the mountain. The weather was supposed to be gradually warming, and there were no idlers on the road.

The mustachioed county magistrate was wrapped in a thin official uniform at the age of the fact, and the county government of Nuoda only had a small stove. Braving the stars, a drop of heat is not enough to fill the hall with warmth. The four suppressed each other's warmth, and all the county officials could burn disappeared. There was only a wooden desk left for the office, and Zhao Zhi shrank and was reluctant to fill the last split wooden chair into the stove. For most of the month, all the things that the county government could burn were given to the local people, but one county town was already in a state of exhaustion.

It has been more than 10 days since the people scattered all over the country have lost contact, and the last time they left the city was 10 days ago. Zhao Zhi shrunk back and forth, and the master said, "My lord, why haven't the people from the court come yet?" ”

Zhao Zhi trembled and glanced at the doors and windows, if there was no solution, he could only tear down the doors and windows. said: "Wait a little longer, it's been more than a month since the chapter was sent, and the county has already jointly submitted the book." "Keep stomping.

Near noon, the heavy snow stopped, and Zhao Zhi pushed open the door to face a cool breeze. The courtyard that had just been swept was already covered with snow half a leg thick, and it creaked when stepped on. Stretching out his chapped palm and rubbing his cheeks, he smiled at the emerging sun.

He said to the official in the house, "Go out with the official and have a look." ”

Zhao Zhi walked on the street with four servants, and couldn't help but smile when he saw that someone had already gone out to shovel snow. When I meet people who go out, I will always ask politely, and I have served as a county magistrate in the county seat for more than ten years. The street in the small county town is very familiar, endured the cold and walked a few streets, and found that there are not many things that can be heated in each household, and more rely on hiding at home to warm each other, and most people have not drunk a sip of hot soup for more than ten years.

This county official is not a promising official, although he has no outstanding political achievements, let alone led the people of Jiaoyi County to get rich. After three days of heavy snowfall, he led people to ask people door to door, from the rich to the poor, and they couldn't go from house to house, and they traveled almost all over the county.

Along the way, I watched the people under my rule shrink down one by one to clear the snow, and everyone had a sad expression on their faces. Especially in the north of the city, people were panicking, and Zhao Zhi was able to take out some things from the county government half a month ago. Nowadays, there is no one to keep warm, and the people whose houses have been crushed have even moved into the county office.

Taking advantage of the heavy snow to stop, Zhao Zhi walked out of the city gate with four officials, and the carriage could not walk at all in the half-human-high snow. In windy places, the snow rises like a hill, and I remember the crooked neck outside the city gate and the treetops without the torso.

The five-mile road had been walked for nearly an hour, and a small village with less than twenty households had not yet had time to be happy when Zhao Zhi saw a wisp of cooking smoke. When I got closer, I saw that the houses were covered by heavy snow, and most of the houses had collapsed. A sturdy man shouted happily when he saw someone approaching.

Zhao Zhi entered the village and watched the two men come out wrapped in single clothes and carry the frozen zombie body, looking at the corpse Zhao Zhi's body kept shaking, and he didn't know if the wind was blowing a little hard. The official hurriedly draped his clothes over the adult, and instead of refusing this time, the adult strode up and wrapped a child around his body.

Several women bared their chests to keep their husbands warm, hoping that this would bring the man back to life. Ignorant children also know to bend their bodies over their mothers, hoping that this will warm them up. When they saw the adults coming, they knelt in the snow, hoping to bring their children to the city and maybe stop this winter.

Blown red by the cold wind, Zhao Zhi hugged a little boy whose nose was frozen and said, "Don't do this, this official has done nothing." Seeing that you are such an official is heartbroken, you have already written a book, and soon the people from the court will come, everyone will definitely be able to survive, and I believe that this official must believe in the court. ”

Before he finished speaking, the thirteen-year-old boy was wearing several clothes, and inside they looked like women's clothes. pounced on Zhao Zhi and punched him in the face, but the four officials couldn't stop him. The young man kept saying: "Dog officer, it's been a month, what's the use of talking about this now." The court of bullshit in the imperial court knows that there are only more than 50 of the more than 200 people in the village. ”

Zhao Zhi covered his face and didn't speak, and the man in his thirties in the village pulled the young man away with the cooperation of the officials. After inquiry, I learned that there was only one person left in the young man's family, and his father, mother, and siblings had frozen to death a few days earlier. I took out everything that could be used to warm the collapsed house, and everyone huddled together to survive until now.

Zhao Zhi looked at the sun in the sky, and his face was full of ice slag. Although the snow has stopped, the hardest time is about to begin.