Next, Yan Ran's head was held by a slender hand and shook it gently, his father is powerful, but he is more powerful than the current emperor, more beneficial than his brothers, and a little inferior to the imperial grandmother, how can he afford such a heavy responsibility?

What a sorrow!

However, she only worried for a while, and then let go, because instead of worrying here, it is better to think about how to do her best to save some lives! You must know that this talent is the foundation of a country, if there is no one in a country, only with the emperor and a commander with a light pole, no matter how vast his territory is, it is just powerless.

From the abolition of the crown prince, to now, it has been eight years, during which there are not no good years, but there are few, most of the time they are suffering from disasters everywhere, the country's population has shown a sharp decline trend, and the country's wealth is more concentrated in the hands of a few people and several families, the emperor is even weaker, and he is cowering in the harem, and he doesn't know whether it is a real disease or a fake disease.

However, whether it is a real disease or a fake disease, there is no difference at all. The soul of the whole country has basically been dispersed.

On the second day, Yan Ran got up with two big black eyes, simply freshened up, ate some things casually, and immediately entered the house alone, sat in front of the house to write and draw, and didn't know what he was doing. Green Ju went to deliver tea and snacks, and when the door opened, let him put down his things and leave immediately; However, when I went to send the east and west for the second time, I knocked on the door for a long time, and no one came to open it.

The snow outside had stopped, knee-deep. I suspect that God has finished the entire winter of snow in one go.

There is still a steady stream of refugees, and many people seem to have received the news, spreading in the direction of Luquan Villa and Foguang Temple. The monk Yuantong of Foguang Temple really took in some people according to Yan Ran's method, and let these people expand the temple, and in a few months, he dressed up a medium-sized temple as a first-class temple near the capital.

On the other hand, Luquan Villa is already overcrowded and can no longer accommodate more people. The newcomers stood at the foot of the mountain, and one by one they refused to leave. There is no food, no clothing, no death every day, bones lying on the snow, or hastily buried in the snow by relatives.

When Yan Ran heard this, her brows never stretched again. Because she thought that after winter it would be spring, and when everything would recover, these frozen corpses would also rot, and when the time came, the plague would not be far away.

As the saying goes: after a catastrophe, there is a pandemic. Many who have escaped the famine will not escape because of the plague that has been rampant.

So, how to deal with the corpse is the top priority?

How to deal with it? She remembered that her new Zhuangzi had been a valley full of silt. The place is very large, dozens of miles away, nearly 100 miles, because it was soaked in water before, it was all silt, so she did not organize people to clean it up, and now it can be used as a destination for all refugees. When the time comes, find someone to gather all the people who died in the vicinity for whatever reason, and carry out cremation, and then set up a stone monument at the mouth of the valley and engrave the names of all the deceased.

Of course, she didn't want to use the existing personnel in Zhuangzi for these tasks, she had to do everything by themselves, and the rest of the people would go to her hot spring mountain to live temporarily. Because of the hot springs, it's not very cold, and there are so many kinds of creatures in it that you can find your own way to survive.

However, this is only a temporary idea, lend them the hot spring mountain, and when the spring opens, she still has to take it back. She has already thought about it, to draw out the water of the hot springs there, build a hot spring villa, and then serve the nobles, she has drawn all the drawings, and only wait for the spring of the next year to start working, and strive to be put into use in the next winter, and when the time comes, it will be a good income.

By the end of the lunar month, the emperor's illness was still not improving, and the hearts of the people in the court were fluctuating, and many people with active minds had begun to guess who the next emperor would be. Of course, these are all private activities, and they are not allowed to be on the stage at all, but everyone knows it. In the name of visiting the "abandoned woman" of the Lu family, Lu Kun went into the mountain several times and sent a lot of good things here, and at the same time he also brought a good news that was not good news. That is, because of the original body of the emperor, the case of Li Miaoxian, which had already been approved, was not approved by the royal authorities for a long time, and the two of them were taken out of prison.

Li Miaoyu had been frightened since that chance encounter with Yan Ran on the mountain road, and planned to personally select a thank you gift and send it over as soon as she got home. But when I got home, I didn't see any movement for a long time, and I became bold again, and I didn't take it seriously at all.

After a small year, a news suddenly came from the northern Xinjiang, shocking the government and the opposition!

The army commanded by the king of Nan'an was defeated and suffered heavy casualties, and the king of Nan'an was also defeated and captured, and his life and death were unknown.

As soon as the news came, the emperor's body, which had originally recovered, was hit hard again and fell unconscious again. However, the Jiang clan sent a messenger to come and make peace, on the condition that he marry the sister of the king of Nan'an......

The old princess of Nan'an, who only gave birth to this son and a daughter in her life, her son is the king of Nan'an who has now gone to the battlefield, and her daughter's name is Jingrong, nineteen years old, she has been married, and she will marry in the spring of next year. As soon as she heard such news, she didn't even care about the dowry, and hurriedly ran to the courtyard of the old princess of Nan'an......

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Yan Ran listened to these things only occasionally, and she didn't care too much, first, she was not familiar with the protagonist of the story; She was really busy.

When the snow on the mountain had melted, she set out again, and went around the hot spring mountain, this time following the spring thoroughly, knowing that the hot spring had come out of the crack in the stone, and after several gentle turns, it finally converged in a nameless river beneath her feet. When the valley was submerged, the river also served a certain purpose.

It took more than a month, and after a detailed investigation of everything, it was basically the New Year. Yan Ran planned that after the New Year, when the spring begins, in addition to organizing people to open up the wasteland and cultivate, gather some people to build the hot spring peak, without finishing the construction, she can first build momentum for this Zhuangzi and attract nobles from Beijing.