In the morning, everyone's faces were ugly to death. But the Emperor was still not there.

The old ministers were heartbroken, and called the eunuchs several times to urge them, until after four times, the emperor finally came late.

He wore a large coat on the outside of his dragon robe, made of fox skin, which was closed and woven with gold thread.

Just this one piece of big smoke requires several Xuanhu.

Extremely precious, as the Son of Heaven, of course, there is nothing wrong with wearing valuable. br>

It's just that all the ministers were caught off guard by the heavy snow and came in in the old clothes of last year. Nor are they allowed to wear garments of the kind of skulls and cloaks in the main hall.

As for the emperor, after urging three times and asking for four times, he wore such a piece.

It depends on the mood of the ministers.

What made the old ministers even more angry was that the emperor did not think of the follow-up of this disaster at all.

All he saw was that his palace was safe and sound. He also asked everyone how the mansion was.

At most, he only thought that the houses might collapse. Only the Ministry of Households will allocate funds for disaster relief.

Household ...... The head of the household is also Cheng Kanghou. He's really going to be.

Lord Lu, the waiter, saw that the old marquis was about to faint, and he hurriedly came out: "Your Majesty, disaster relief is a trivial matter right now. Although the household department has no money, it is trying to provide disaster relief by all means. But this hail will increase the snow, and I am afraid that the fields in many parts of the north will be destroyed, and the grain will be lost."

"Yes, even if it is not harvested, I am afraid that it will have a lot of impact. The snow doesn't stop now, and if it rains for a few more days, I don't know how many people will freeze to death."

Someone speaks, and everyone speaks.

Some people also mentioned that the sky is not good, and it is inevitable that there will be rumors.

There are still rebels in Taizhou Mansion now, and everyone mentioned it to remind the emperor that if the grain is really out of harvest, then I am afraid that there will be others who will rebel.

The main thing is like this in the North, what does the army eat?

Speaking of this, the emperor reluctantly understood.

But after he came to understand, he cared most about his reputation.

"I should go and make a sacrifice, so that the heavens know my sincerity......

Su Nancheng didn't open his mouth during the whole process, and after he dispersed, he walked with Yang Xiong. Yang Xiong is a straight gut: "Just toss it like this, our big yuan, it's not going to be good."

That's a bit blunt. Su Nancheng smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that this hail and snow will become more serious the further north it goes, and if the Beiyi people don't have to eat at that time......

Yang Xiong stood and looked at him for a long time, and finally shook his head silently.

How?

Regardless of anything else, Su Nancheng sent people out as soon as possible, and they were the ones who were raised in Zhuangzi by themselves.

Xiongshan Pass, Xinyang, Qingzhou, everywhere.

communicate with each other, and can't wait for news from the court. His own news is reliable, and it is inevitable that the court will be true or false. It is normal for localities to lie about the disaster.

When Sunan Cheng returned home at noon, he heard that his grandfather, father and third uncle were all in his house.

I didn't care about changing my clothes, so I hurried to the front yard, and saw Feng Zhujun waiting here.

The elders came, even if it was a male elder, she couldn't help but take care of it, and she never hung the elders who had no family.

"Grandfather, father, uncle, why did you come in person, just pass the word to your grandson."

"It's okay, I didn't come to you to see it." Cheng Kanghou smiled: "But in your mansion, there are not enough people to serve? It looks like there are very few people coming and going. If there aren't enough people, I'll settle you in. Now that you are a marquis, you must not lack a man to serve."

"Thank you grandfather, there are enough people, but grandchildren don't like too many people. There are many people coming and going. That's enough." Sunan Cheng Road.

"Well, yes, you don't need a lot of people in the front yard." Cheng Kanghou was holding the tea he liked.

Feng Zhujun had already asked someone to light the fire, and now Cheng Kanghou is still stepping on a stove at his feet, and he is very warm, and he is also very satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law.

The snow outside had no intention of stopping, and it was dark and ominous.

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How is the city affected?" Su Yingqu asked.

"The houses on the side are a little damaged, but the buildings are fine. However, the crops outside the city were smashed by seventy or eighty percent. I could have saved some of them, but now it's snowing heavily, and I'm afraid most of them will freeze to death." After a day or two of heavy snowfall, people can still hide, at least if they have food and drink, they will not freeze to death.

But the crops can't work, and they may freeze to death in half a day.

"The news hasn't come back yet, and I don't know how many places are snowing and hailing this time." Su Nancheng sighed.

"It's going to be messy. I've lived for more than 60 years, and I haven't seen snow in July." Cheng Kanghou shook his head.

"In the morning, my grandson will send someone to the south, nothing else, let's stock up on grain first." Sunan Cheng Road.

"Well, I'll go back later, and I'll tell someone to go. Everything must be prepared." Cheng Kanghou looked outside again: "I don't know how Beiyi is, if it doesn't ...... good."

Su Nancheng could only nod, and he didn't know what was going on so far away at the moment.

In the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the palace where the concubine lived in the harem was quite luxurious, but in the end it was not as grand as the Central Plains Dynasty.

Su Jiaoyue was cold at night and began to cough during the day.

She has not been in good health in recent years, and she coughs when it is cold. The Langzhong here is rougher than the capital, and the medicine is always strong.

After Jiang Xiu, the girl who served her, was sent away by her, she has now made up for many girls from Northern Qi.

It's not that she treats her harshly, although she is a fake princess, but the Khan King has not asked anyone to abuse her. Just don't pamper her either.

has been married for many years, and nothing has come out so far.

That year, she poisoned more than a dozen royal women from the Central Plains, and that incident was very troublesome for a while.

Some people scolded her, and some people praised her. After all, the women of the Northern Qi Dynasty are fierce, and some of them think that the concubine is a righteous annihilation. Only those who are ruthless can be worthy of the king of Khan.

When Helian Yao led the troops back to Tingzhou, he was quite surprised to know that she had killed the royal woman, but he did not punish her for this.

Instead, he told her to bury the women.

Because of that incident, Su Jiaoyue was taken a look at by Helian Yaogao, and her treatment was better than before.

He really doesn't favor her, but he also clearly doesn't allow the second concubines to bully her at will. As for Su Jiaoyue, she is also very clear about her situation. As long as you can get by on the surface, you don't compete with other women for favor.

At this time, after she coughed, she lay on the couch and looked at the snow outside in silence.

The fire in the room was hot, and her face was red from being roasted, but her eyes were calm and melancholy. In this heavy snowfall, I don't know how many cattle and sheep will freeze to death.

It snows in July, when is it going to go? March or April of the following year?

For a long nine or even ten months, how can the people of Northern Qi live? If it's not good, do you want to go south to plunder again?

As the years go by, the more she misses her hometown, but she doesn't know if she will have the opportunity to set foot on her homeland in this life.

I can't think about it, when I think about it, it's biting cold.

Su Jiaoyue closed her eyes and recited the poem silently.