After Liu An left, the old lady came over to understand the situation, and after hearing the movement of Shudi, she couldn't help sighing, "What's going on this year?" Why are there so many disasters and difficulties, God is not ready to leave a way for us people to live? ”

If it was usual, the old lady would never be so disrespectful, but today, after realizing the disasters of one stubble after another, her heart is really a little hairy.

"Mother, don't think nonsense," sensing the old lady's uneasiness, Jiang Nuan softly reassured, "Natural disasters and man-made disasters have existed since ancient times, and this year just happened to be a concentrated outbreak, people will win the day, there are so many of us, we will definitely overcome difficulties if we work together." ”

"That is to say, it sounds good, and you can only rely on yourself when you really encounter problems."

The old lady snorted coldly, as if she had seen the disaster more than forty years ago, and there was a hint of fear in her voice.

"Of course not, the imperial court will definitely organize disaster relief."

"Fart," the old lady looked disdainful, "I don't know about those people, when there are small disasters and small disasters, they do a very good job of face, and when they really encounter big things, they run faster than anyone else." ”

Jiang Nuan was choked by these words, thought about it, and asked tentatively, "Mother, do you have some misunderstandings about the imperial court?" ”

In today's era, population is the foundation of productive forces, and it is impossible for the imperial court to destroy its foundation in any case.

"Your mother was frightened by the past," the old man sighed and explained, "When there was a great drought in southern Henan, the entire province was out of harvest, and from June to October, she survived by herself." ”

"The imperial court didn't release grain, it's impossible, right?" Jiang Nuan was very surprised.

"How can that little food be enough," the old man couldn't help but shake his head, "The whole of southern Henan adds up to 400,000 people, how much food is enough to fill, at the beginning I put it a few times, and then I didn't care much, and many people starved to death." ”

"Forget it, don't mention this, it's already over," the old lady felt very bad, "the court has its difficulties, we also want to live, each has its own position." ”

"Not this time, don't worry." Jiang Nuan's tone was a little subtle.

No wonder An Zhong and the others gave up so simply, they learned from their predecessors.

Thinking of this, I felt a little more uncomfortable.

Everyone in this era is desperately trying to live and make their lives better, but sometimes fate is really not something they can control.

"Is there food in the imperial court?" The old lady was really surprised, "It shouldn't be, there are so many things, how can you still take it out." ”

"If you don't have food, you have to find a way, you can't really do nothing," after a pause, Jiang Nuan continued to speak, "Today is different from the previous Son of Heaven, he has ambitions and ambitions in his heart, and he knows better the importance of the people and the people's hearts, and he will definitely not ignore it." ”

"That's good," the old lady sighed, "I hope that the people of Shu will not be like us before, and the bark in the mountains has been stripped of all the bark before they come out." ”

"Definitely not."

After a heavy conversation, Jiang Nuan returned to the room.

She had to do an experiment to determine the ratio and ensure that the rice would ripen within 10 days.

Regarding Jiang Nuan's big words, An Zhong and the two elders didn't believe it.

When he heard Qi Yong's announcement that they would send a million catties of grain to Shudi, his face was full of incredulity.

Zhong Ping couldn't help but ask, "Qi Yong, shouldn't you fake the holy decree?" ”

"Zhong Ping," Hearing this, Qi Yong's face darkened, "Did the miscellaneous family give you face?" ”

Is it because he has a good temper recently, so that these two old immortals are more and more arrogant and kick their noses in the face?

"Qi Yong," An Qingyun was very dissatisfied, "You be serious, now is not the time to be tempered, a million catties of grain will be sent to Shudi, what should we do?" What about the garrisons everywhere? What if something happens again? ”

Hearing this, Qi Yong's brows tightened tighter and tighter, "Didn't the miscellaneous family already explain that Mrs. Protector has a way to make the autumn grain mature in advance." ”

"Mrs. Protector does have the ability, and this pavilion also believes that she has this ability," Zhong Ping sneered and spoke, "It's just that she can make a city collect grain in advance, and she can also make the whole Great Zhou together?" ”

"You don't need the whole Great Zhou," An Qingyun added after pondering, "as long as Shu Di and Liangguang are fine." ”

"That's not possible." Zhong Ping said loudly.

It is impossible to act against the heavens without restrictions, if the lady of the protector of the world can do whatever she wants, where will she put these mortals?

"It's not something you're worried about," Qi Yong looked at the two of them as if he was mentally retarded, "The grain is ready, hurry up and transport it to Shudi, if it is delayed, I believe that the miscellaneous family, even if you are an elder, the miscellaneous family also has a way to remove the black veil on your head." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at the two of them, and left proudly with his head up.

"Dead eunuchs, dogs who are not men or women, what are you proud of?"

"What are you talking about with him," An Qingyun couldn't help but shake his head, "This eunuch has always been rampant when the villain is ambitious, however, there is no hundred days of redness, and when he loses power, someone will clean him up without us taking action." ”

"Yes."

Thinking of the tragic situation after Qi Yong lost power, Zhong Ping suddenly felt comfortable.

After a moment, he said angrily, "This pavilion originally felt that the Holy Protector Lady and Liu An had other plans, and it was true. ”

The sour smell between the words can be smelled from afar.

"Well," An Qingyun nodded slightly, frowned and pondered and asked uncertainly, "Will the Protector Lady really be able to reverse the seasons as Qi Yong said?" ”

Thinking of his days in Xianzhuang, his heart rippled slightly.

Although Liu An has always refused to admit that he has rejuvenated, anyone with eyes can see that this person is indeed more than ten years younger.

And himself, the entire Imperial Medical Department's small problems that are not good, only half a month of conditioning in Xianzhuang have completely disappeared.

All kinds of experiences and signs made An Qingyun can't help but be suspicious.

"Brother An," Zhong Ping said seriously, "Don't you say that Mrs. Huguo is just an immortal, even if she is a true immortal, what about the books of the past and present, no existence can do it." ”

Hearing this, An Qingyun seriously recalled it and agreed very much, "This statement is reasonable. ”

"Mrs. Protector doesn't know how to round up this time," Zhong Ping curled the corners of his lips, a little gloating, "If you can't do it and cause such a big trouble, will the Holy Lord really protect it?" ”

Mrs. Protector was born out of thin air, and she has always been highly respected, transcending everyone in the Great Zhou, and it is only a few days of gossip that the family has joined forces.

Since he became a pavilion elder, Zhong Ping has been very annoyed that someone is pressing on his head, and it is already very bad to have a Qi Yong, but before Qi Yong fell out of favor, there was a more powerful Mrs. Protector, although he never said it, he has always felt uncomfortable in his heart.

What about the immortals, when you come to the world, you have to abide by the rules of the world!

"It's best to really succeed," An Ge Lao's consciousness is much higher than Zhong Ping's, "The people of Shu have contributed a lot to the Great Zhou, and this time it's because we're sorry for them." ”

"Brother An doesn't need to blame himself," Zhong Ping'an appeased, "I don't want to do this, it's really a last resort." ”