After Emperor Ming Qi left, Yan Wuge and Shen Junjiu did not stay long.

When the two of them came out of the palace, there was snow outside, Yan Wuge originally planned to go out of the palace with Shen Junjiu, but when he came outside, he was called by Xian'an Hou to speak, and Shen Junjiu waited for him in the corridor outside the palace.

"It's been snowing for almost a month, hasn't it?" Shen Junjiu looked at the snow and said.

Holly hummed: "Yes, it was sunny for two or three days a few days ago, but it started to rain again before it was warm." ”

Shen Junjiu heard the words and asked, "How is the situation on the outskirts of Beijing?" ”

Holly shook her head, "Not so good. ”

"The people in the prefecture went out of the city to see it, and many farmhouses and houses in those villages near the outskirts of Beijing had collapsed, and a lot of crops in the fields had frozen to death, and it had not snowed so heavily for many years, and everyone was not too prepared."

"The cotton charcoal fire in Beijing has risen by two or three times, and the price of grain has also fluctuated.

Shen Junjiu sighed lightly when he heard this, "This is still the case in Beijing, let alone other places. ”

She remembered that there was such a heavy snowfall, but at that time she had been sent to the family temple, and the Song family was still worried about the things in her hand at that time, so she didn't miss her food and clothing, but later she smelled from others that this year's snow disaster killed many people.

Shen Junjiu never felt that she was a living bodhisattva of all living beings, but she stood by and watched those people die, knowing that there would be such a natural disaster, but she was not so ruthless.

At the beginning of the snowfall in the capital, she prepared a batch of supplies, and then it snowed heavily for five or six days in a row, and when Yan Wuge noticed that something was wrong, he asked Xiao Huai and the people in the camp to intervene together.

Shen Junjiu informed Shen Qingwu and the Tianqi Commercial Bank that they had collected a lot from the rich land of grain and cotton in the south, and did not ask for it to be given to the people in vain, but only thought that if there was really turmoil due to the snow disaster, it would be able to stabilize prices and not let too many people die in this natural disaster.

Xia Lan's injuries have healed a lot, and this time she entered the palace.

After listening to Shen Junjiu's words, she pursed her lips and said in a low voice:

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters continue, I don't know how many people froze to death outside, but there are still singing and dancing in this palace, the court does not know about disaster relief, but I am worried about the contribution of the young lady and the eldest prince, and the king of Ying and the king of Yu are even more busy fighting for power and profit, and none of them care about the disaster outside."

"Miss, what do you think of this royal family?"

Shen Junjiu's eyes were indifferent when he heard this: "What else can you think, they are Tianhuang nobles, princes and dragon grandsons, and no matter how many people die outside, they can't get half of the profit in their hands." ”

In the eyes of these people, the imperial power is what they think in their hearts, and what does it matter to them whether they live or die? As long as the matter is not too big, as long as no one is crusading for natural disasters, they can deal with it slowly, even if it is after the heavy snowfall, not too many people will die. ”

And human life is the most worthless thing in front of the imperial power.

When there were footsteps approaching, Shen Junjiu looked up, and saw Ying Dynasty dressed in snow blue coming here, she turned around directly and wanted to leave with Holly and Xia Lan, but who knew that King Ying spoke first.

"Miss Shen."

Shen Junjiu paused slightly, and looked back at him, "His Royal Highness King Ying." ”