After a night of rain, the city of Tokyo ushered in the dawn.

The air after the rain was clear and transparent, and the smoke that lingered in the city finally disappeared at this moment.

The ground became crystal clear. The roof also shimmered with a lustrous sheen, and long ice cubes hung upside down from the eaves, high and low, and scattered.

A small piece of plum forest in the back garden of Hanfu is already a jade tree Qionghua. From a distance, the trees are white, like coral, but up close, they are crystal clear, and under the thin layer of ice, the tender branches and buds are showing a thin red halo.

And the two laurel trees in front of the main hall of the backyard where they live every day have also been dressed in new clothes.

"It's Shusuke!" Slightly excited behind him was Han Yunniang's voice, "Third brother, it's Shusuke, right?" ”

"Well, it's Shusuke."

Han Gang responded, only to see Han Yunniang rushing to the cinnamon tree excitedly and raising her head. has been a mother for many years, and her temperament is still like a child.

It was the lunar month, and the weather was frozen, and the thin raindrops of last night fell on the ground, roofs, and tree branches, and immediately froze.

At this time, people called it Shusuke, and they felt that the ice on the branches looked like armor. There are also those who call it a tree because it looks like a crop.

This is a rare climate in winter, and there are always several times a year when winter rains are more than a dozen times, but there are not many that can freeze into ice on the branches and be so just right.

"Daddy, is this rime?"

Jin Niang also came over, and was pleasantly surprised to see the beautiful scenery in the courtyard.

The brothers Han Zhong and Han Cheng were also there, but only the two of them. It's just the beginning of the day, and the younger children in the family are still asleep at this time, and it will take a while to get up.

Han Gang touched his daughter's little head, "After the fog, the ice is condensed, and the party is the rime." After the rain, it can only be said that it is a rime. Daddy has been in the capital for many years and has never seen rime. ”

The meaning of the word rime is very clear in the "Word Forest", the cold air freezes like beads, and the sunlight is eliminated, and Qilu calls it rime. Today is after the rain, and it is indeed not rime. ”

Father is one of the best people in the world, Wang Yi has a belly full of books, and when he drops the book bag, Han Gang can only force him to retreat.

"Wang is a scholar and a talent."

Han Gang said half-jokingly, in exchange for a roll of Wang Yi's eyes.

What annoys Han Gang the most is that he always likes to talk nonsense in front of his children.

Han Gang was bored, lowered his head and said to his daughter with a smile, "Shujie, tree crops, just refer to the ice on the branches like shells, of course the rime is counted, the freezing rain and ice can also be counted, and the folk are not so clear." ”

Jin Niang opened her big black and white eyes and nodded, "The child knows." ”

Han Gang picked up his daughter and saw that Wang Yi's eyes were bloodshot: "Why are your eyes red, and you stay up late reading again?" ”

"Didn't the officials bring back those books the day before yesterday, they had nothing to do last night, so they read them for a while."

"Don't look under the lamp for too long, it hurts your eyes." Han Gang smiled, "I knew that Lu Dao wouldn't have brought back those volumes of Zizhi Tongjian." ”

"The slave family is still looking forward to the officials urging Sima Junshi to write as soon as possible,"

Since Han Gang recommended several pavilion officials to go to Luoyang, I don't know if they wanted to meet Beijing earlier, or if they wanted to make Han Gang, who was also tasked with compiling classics, feel ashamed, the compilation speed of Zizhi Tongjian has accelerated sharply, and two months ago

"How's that going to work? If "Zizhi Tongjian" is written, the husband will not be lazy. Write slowly, it's best to wait for the "Compendium of Materia Medica" to be compiled, and he will hand it in there, and then the husband will have time to read it. ”

Han Gang's attitude was extremely serious, but Wang Yi pursed his lips and glared at him, joking and saying the same as the truth, the children in the family are still not sensible, what should I do if I am serious?

"I haven't read the book I brought back from the official?!"

"Where is that emptiness?" Han Gang shook his head, he was busy with official business every day, and he had to write books when he had a little time, and he didn't have time to read books, "Sima Guang wrote it for the Son of Heaven and the Queen Mother." Taking history as a mirror, you can know what to do, what do you do as a courtier for your husband? ”

Wang Yi snorted: "Full of crooked reasoning." ”

Han Gang shook his head. He respected Sima Guang's work, and affirmed that the book would last for thousands of years, even if he did not hesitate to praise it—Sima Guang's work was definitely worthy of the fame he would later earn. But Han Gang still thinks that natural science is more important than history, and it is the top priority to sort out and disseminate the knowledge in his memory.

"Not in his position, not in his politics. To be a husband is to participate in political affairs, see what you should see, and do what you should do. ”

Wang Yi said: "Officials should actually write something. I heard that Sima Junshi keeps a diary every day, and there is also a chronicle to record the gossip he heard. I don't know how to arrange my father and officials in that chronicle. ”

"Sima Guang has nothing to say, if his husband has something to say, he can say it directly in the court, he can only appeal to the pen, but the husband can announce it, the situation is different, how can he do the same thing? What's more, the national politics of Shengmo should be in the court, not on the pen and paper. ”

Whether it's a note or a memoir, it's basically about whitewashing yourself and then blaming someone else.

Han Gang has read too much of such notes. Especially those literary ministers who are old and spicy in writing and have an outstanding reputation, with a few things that they don't do on their own face, they can wash their mistakes cleanly, and splash the dirty water washed off on the old opponent who can no longer defend himself.

Which of Han Gang's free time is intriguing with people over words? Han Gang's "Gui Window Cong Tan" and the recently supplemented "Elbow Reserve Summary" do not involve court affairs from beginning to end.

Especially in "Elbow Reserve", most of Han Gang's spare time in this section was lost on this. Everyone in the world hopes that the weather will be smooth every day, and the grains will be abundant every year, but in case of a disaster, there must be a strategy to deal with it, and Han Gang's "Elbow Reserve" is a corresponding reference book.

Other people's notes, after the main part, is supplemented, and after the supplement, there is a continuation, and the sequel will not repeat the previous content. And Han Gang's "Elbow Reserve Essential" is now in its third edition. Each version inherits the previous text, corrects the previous mistakes, and then adds some content.

Now the third edition of the "Elbow Reserve" that Han Gang is compiling is no longer limited to the response to disasters, but is divided into three articles, including first aid and cheap prescriptions for daily diseases, escape and rescue in times of disasters, and now there is a piece of Materia Medica for Relief to teach people how to find food and clean drinking water in times of famine.

This is no longer Han Gang's handiwork, Han Gang's public instruments are used privately, and many people in the Compendium of Materia Medica Editing Bureau have been pulled in by him. Han Gang hopes that in the future, when encountering disasters, both local officials and ordinary people can tide over the difficulties because they have read this book or have this book at hand as a reference. He was sure that if a group of people were trapped in the Great Library in the ice and snow one day, "Elbow Reserve" would definitely be burned to keep warm, and that would be enough.

The exhortation was useless, Wang Yi could only sigh secretly, she understood that her husband was unintentional, even disdainful, and absolutely sure that he was not afraid of any slander. But the literati's intentions are cruel and poisonous, and it is even more difficult to guard against than the hidden arrow behind them. What's more, as a wife, Wang Yi can't tolerate someone smearing her husband's reputation, thinking that there is a villain who slanders Han Gang behind her back, her heart is blocked for a while.

A gust of morning wind blew, and the cold was overwhelming, and Han Gang couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing this, Wang Yi hurriedly asked the servant who served the tea and water to serve a hot soup with pepper, and persuaded: "Official, let's go and change your clothes first and come again." ”

Han Gang nodded.

He had just worked out and was wearing only a light shirt. Sweat soaked through his clothes, and fog was steaming on his shoulders and head. I didn't think it, but after a gust of cold wind, I suddenly felt cold. In the era when there were no antibiotics, colds were dangerous, and Han Gang didn't plan to risk his own life.

After letting his daughter down and taking two sips of hot soup, he said, "You go to the front first, and then come after changing your husband's clothes." ”

"Daddy, don't you go to court today?"

After being put down by Han Gang, Jin Niang pulled Han Gang's sleeve and raised her head and asked.

Han Gang handed the teacup to his subordinates and said with a smile: "Today, Daddy is resting, he is at home and doesn't go out." ”

"Can you play chess with Jin Niang?"

Han Zhong next to him immediately became anxious: "Daddy should teach us archery!" ”

The eldest son of the Han family, who was only eight years old, pulled his brother Han Cheng and shouted at his sister: "Daddy promised us last time." ”

"Daddy also promised Jin Niang."

Few Zai Fu would wait for the imperial city to open in the courtyard of the waiting room, and most of them arrived with the beat of the drum, and Han Gang usually followed the crowd. But no matter how late it is, it will not be later than the time for the children in the family to get up, in the days when Han Gang is going to the court, the children often only see their father at night. Since taking office as governor, Han Gang has spent a lot less time with his family.

Compared with the strict Wang Yi, Han Gang, who has always been kind to the children in the family, is more liked by his children, and Han Gang is of course a little happy, but the noise also makes Han Gang feel a headache.

"Okay, Daddy teaches the eldest brother and second brother archery in the morning, and plays chess with Jin Niang in the afternoon."

Han Gang and a few words of mud, the three children finally stopped making trouble, but in the end, Wang Yi's heavy snort worked.

Let Wang Yi take the child to the outside room first, and Han Gang will take a bath and change clothes in the bathroom behind the house.

Regardless of whether he is resting or not, he will exercise in the morning in the small school field at home, rain or shine, like a martial artist. Ordinary scholars do this, which inevitably provokes ridicule. But when it comes to Han Gang's status, it is an anecdote of a celebrity. Even because of his reputation in the medical Tao, many scholars began to practice in the morning, archery is needless to say, one of the six arts called by the master, and there are not a few civil officials who get up in the morning to practice the five bird operas.

After taking a shower and changing into dry clothes, Han Gang walked out of the courtyard where he lived and walked to the front.

The courtyard had already sprinkled snow medicine, and it rustled when stepped on. Don't wait for the sun to come out, the thin ice on the ground is already melting.

Snow medicine is a product obtained by drying the bitter brine produced by salt production.

Nowadays, in the capital, when it comes to ice and snow, the poor people scatter cinders on the street to prevent slipping. And the palace and the eunuchs of the high gate use snow medicine. Originally, the bitter brine, which was of no great use at all, could be used as waste, which also came from Han Gang's proposal.

According to the source and the name in Han Gang's memory, it should actually be called Huaxue Salt, but now the price of salt is extremely expensive, and when the name spreads, people only stare at the salt. Sprinkling the ground with salt will inevitably give people the illusion of extravagance. The name of the snow medicine is a little better, and if you don't understand it, ask more, and you will know that this is just a waste that was supposed to be discarded, and it was Han Gang who learned from Tao Kan and used it.

Speaking of which, this is still Wang Juqing's proposal, and on the issue of details, Han Gang's mind is not so delicate.

The ice on the ground began to melt, but the ice on the branches was still crystal clear.

Although this scenery is pleasing to the eye, behind the scenery is a clear disaster.

The weather is cold, and there is freezing rain, and many people inside and outside the capital will be affected, and those who are homeless do not know how many will freeze to death.

Han Gang was worried in his heart, and he didn't know how the imperial court would respond.

……………………

The freezing rain in the capital turned water into ice on the trees and masonry.

Dozens of packets of snow medicine were sprinkled in the imperial city, and the main road was finally cleared.

However, the ice on the branches did not disappear after sunrise.

In the political hall, Xiang asked the Queen Mother what the signs of this incident were, and Zhang Qi happily congratulated the Queen Mother, saying that Xiangrui was coming.

"This tree, in the name of grass, will be a good year next year."

Empress Dowager Xiang was overjoyed.

Looking back, when he arrived in the political hall, Han Jiang complained to Zhang Qi, "Tree crops are a good year, where is this statement, where does it come from?" ”

Han Jiang was a little angry, this kind of coaxing the Queen Mother to be happy, it shouldn't be said by Zai Fu at all.

"In Huaizuo Township, when you encounter a rime, you will say so, which is similar to Ruixue Zhaofeng Year."

"I don't believe it, I haven't read the Old Tang Book."

That's just a proverb, and as Zhang Qi knows, it's also a proverb. In terms of this, it is better not to talk about the far-fetched nonsense. ”

The so-called proverb comes from the biography of Emperor Li Xian in the Book of the Old Tang Dynasty. When Li Xian saw the trees, he said, 'The trees are crops, and the officials are afraid, and there must be ministers who should do it.' Soon after, Li Xian did die. After his death, he was posthumously presented by Li Longji as Emperor Jean.

Xuanzong Li Longji is the third son of Ruizong, and Emperor Li Xian is the eldest son, but Xuanzong has the most credit in the battle to destroy Wei, and the military power is in hand, Li Xian can only give up the position of the crown prince to Li Longji, and he became a prince of peace.

Regardless of whether it is true or not recorded in the history books, it is said that the tree crops are auspicious in order to please the queen mother, and among the two mansions, only Zhang Qi can do it without psychological obstacles.

Han Jiang is not thick-skinned enough, and he has been in the DPRK for many years, and he has already seen through the so-called auspiciousness, and he scoffed at it, so he asked Zhang Qi to please him.

Han Jiang felt sorry again, but it was a pity that Han Gang was not there, otherwise he would not have given Zhang Qi a chance to fool the Queen Mother.

The small dispute with Zhang Qi quickly passed, but Han Jiang's stomach throbbed even more, and after staring at the urgent report in his hand for a while, he found a cousin, "Go to the Han Shen government and tell him that he can't rest today." ”

The hall official didn't know why, and his face was at a loss.

Han Jiang broke off, "Go and ask Han Shenzheng to come to the political hall quickly!" ”