It has been a full twenty days since the weather suddenly turned cold, and the weather is getting colder and colder, the entire Dayue Dynasty has fallen into an extreme panic, and the assassins of various states have also become panicked from extreme excitement, each of them conspired to jointly attack Luoyang. They no longer have the heart to fight for power, and they are most worried about whether they can survive.

Although the people in the northern states were not very accustomed to the sudden cold weather at the beginning, after all, they were not people who had not experienced the severe cold, and they all took out winter clothes and lit the kang, and the cats no longer went out at home, but they were not too at a loss. Now the things of the Dayue Dynasty are not quite the same as the Han Dynasty in history, and some things that are often used in ordinary times have appeared in advance, such as tables, chairs, beds, and even fire kangs.

It is precisely because of the appearance of the fire kang that many people have been saved and they have not been frozen to death at home. But as the days passed, the weather showed no signs of improvement, but became colder and colder, and the fire kang could not block the cold. Most of the family members were on the kang, and they were still covered with thick clothes, not daring to expose themselves to the outside for fear of frostbite.

Now the most miserable is the southern states, they have no due precautions against such cold weather, not even a little thicker clothes, cotton clothes have been carried to a thousand taels of silver, but there is no price at all, no one wants to give up their hopes to others for something outside the body.

The streets are full of people who freeze to death, and most of the people in the houses are not alive, they are all frozen to death from house to house, and often in order to warm their families, they go to the city to cut firewood in the cold, but they are frozen to death on the streets, and their families are also frozen to death at home because they have no firewood to make a fire, and such tragedies happen everywhere and everywhere.

Only the old men and young masters of large families can save their lives, and they all found a big house in their own houses, lit piles of bonfires, and their families sat in the middle of the bonfires, barely resisting the cold. There are countless fires caused by heating, and countless people are burned to death instead of freezing to death.

All the water sources have formed a thick layer of ice, and if the people want to drink water, they can only smash off pieces of ice, put them in clay pots and burn them before drinking, and there is no sign of food shortage now, but after the severe cold, this year's harvest is sure to be lost, and the next famine can be expected.

To say that in the states, the best life for the people belongs to the state, and the waterwheel workshops in the state have been built near the major county seats, of course, the things produced in them are different, but there is a workshop for the production of weapons and armor in various places, and the weapons and armor are produced nearby, reducing the transportation on the road. Of course, iron ore still has to be transported to various places, but the farthest from the iron ore production area is Datong, so the cost of military production in various places has been reduced a lot.

There is a large amount of coal in the waterwheel workshops all over the country, and on the first day of the severe cold, Yang Song ordered the waterwheel workshops to stop working, and now it is not possible to stop work, the severe cold will freeze the river water, and the waterwheel workshops can no longer continue to operate. Yang Song ordered the coal in the waterwheel workshop to be distributed to the people for heating, and each person could receive 30 catties of coal every week, and told the people to pay attention to ventilation when burning coal, and the house should not be too closed, so the people of Bingzhou have never been stumped by the matter of cutting firewood.

A large number of sweaters and leather jackets produced in the watermill workshop were also sold to ordinary people by Yang Song's order to adopt price reduction and purchase restrictions, you know, even if the price is reduced, its price is not expensive, and the people in other states cannot afford it. I don't know that so many sweaters and leather clothes were sold out on the first day, which shows the wealth of the people of Bingzhou.

This time, there were not many deaths in the state, only dozens of particularly unlucky people died of gas poisoning, when the coal was fully burned, it would not cause gas poisoning, only a few self-righteous people felt sorry for this treasure that could release high calories, closed the doors and windows tightly, felt that it was not cold, and they smothered the brazier that burned half of it, and they thought that they would be killed at this time.

What made Yang Song feel most distressed was that the horses were frozen to death a lot, which was a considerable blow to the combat strength of the Bingzhou army, and the Bingzhou army was dominated by cavalry and equipment, which was undoubtedly two legs to cut off one leg. Even if the severe cold passes soon, the horses on the grassland will not be better this year, at least the number will be reduced by more than half, and it is unrealistic to buy more horses from the grassland.

Yang Song didn't look at the famine after the severe cold, and the grain reserves in Bingzhou were enough for the people of Bingzhou to eat for three years, and there was no hidden danger of food shortage.

Jizhou Wangdu, half of the county seat is occupied by a family, this family is surnamed Zhang, now Zhang's house is a gloomy cloud, a big house, the place where you can get off your feet is occupied by a brazier, a beautiful posture, wearing a white fur coat, but her face is full of haggard girl kneeling in front of a bed, her face is full of tears.

An old man with a white beard and scrawny hair was lying on the bed, covered with three quilts. His face was flushed, but there was no trace of sweat, and his mouth kept muttering something. When he was close to listening, he kept calling: "Wei'er, Wei'er." This is the whisper in his dream, this old man is the former Taishi Zhang Zhi.

After he returned to Wangdu, due to a series of blows, his physical condition was already getting worse, at the moment when the weather suddenly turned cold, he was invaded by the cold, got a very serious cold, and began to have a fever.

Lang Zhong is also helpless, there is no way at all. It's been three days since he talked about Wei'er, and everyone knows that what Zhang Zhi wants to see most now is Yang Wei. At this time, even if Yang Wei is the imperial master, even if he is far away in Luoyang, they will definitely send someone to pull Yang Wei over. But they didn't have any way, Yang Wei had been missing for more than two years, and no one knew his whereabouts.

Since five days ago, when Zhang Zhi was still awake, he blasted everyone out, leaving Ting'er to take care of her. Now that he has entered the final dying, he doesn't want to die, because he still has to worry about, but his body has run out of oil, and he has persevered for twenty days, which is already the limit.

Zhang Ting'er just lost her father a few years ago, and now she is about to lose her grandfather. From the treasure of the entire Taishi Mansion before, the pearl in the palm of her hand, she became unaccompanied, and she felt very helpless, although she still had an uncle and a family to rely on. But after all, the uncle is not a father, not an immediate relative, and the family also regards her as a tool that can get closer to Yang Wei and maintain the strength of the family.

The old man on the bed was silent, Zhang Ting'er looked up suspiciously, in the past few days, the old man's chatter has become an eternal thing in this room, and it was suddenly lost, which made Zhang Ting'er a little uncomfortable, looking through the hazy teary eyes, I saw that the old man seemed to sleep peacefully.

"Grandpa, grandpa?" Zhang Ting'er shouted softly tentatively. The old man didn't react at all, although she knew that even just now, her shout might not be able to wake up her grandfather, but her heart sank instantly, because the old man was a little unusually quiet.

She rubbed her knees step by step, tremblingly stretched out her hand to probe the end of the old man's nose, and then cried out with a "wow", Zhang Zhi finally failed to survive the sudden change in the weather, and left this world in endless care. (To be continued.) )