No matter how troubles there were outside, Song Ci couldn't control it anymore. It was so hot that she just asked someone to move the cold bed to the window and lie down and rest for a while.

The morning court had already been in the palace. Emperor Chu still ordered several confidant ministers to discuss matters at Yangxin Palace. It didn't rain for a day, and the disaster would not be over. It was a great fatal injury for the national treasury.

The most terrifying thing is that autumn is now, and it will not be sown without rain. This year's food is naturally in short supply. Disaster relief will consume the national treasury and the food stored in stock. This is just a matter of no entry or exit. Once the battle begins in winter, Daqing will probably fall into a huge passive position.

So he had to consider these things, and to make some gentry generous and give some great efforts to the country. As for the reward, either reward some officials with false positions or some merits or reputations, or exchange them for business approvals that they are not easy to obtain.

By the way, you can also bring one or two beauties into the palace.

There is no way, if you want to take food from someone’s pocket, you have to give some benefits.

The state affairs were discussed, and Emperor Chu kept Song Zhiyuan to use imperial meals in the palace. The heat was in the midst of the disaster, and the imperial meals were reduced, mainly light. Song Zhiyuan also had no taste.

Yushen took down, Emperor Chu looked at him and said, "I'm still holding my breath for my aunt's affairs?"

Song Zhiyuan said: "It's just some clowns who are provoking trouble. When the monster says it, it's nonsense. I'm thinking about this disaster this year, and I don't know when it will be."

When talking about the drought, Emperor Chu also pursed his lips, and the tea in his hand was no longer fragrant. He said, "I also thought about going to the Temple of Heaven to pray for blessings and rain, and I have asked the Imperial Heaven Supervision to choose auspicious days."

Song Zhiyuan frowned: "The emperor has a wealth of gold, so let the young people go for the rain."

If you suffer from the Great Heat, it would be amazing, after all, you are not young anymore.

"As August, autumn begins, it will not be hotter than the summer. The autumn tiger is not afraid of, but you also know that it is difficult to rain."

Song Zhiyuan was silent. It didn't rain. The water everywhere was still drying up. Even the canal had its water level lowered. How could it be a good thing?

In fact, this is not the most difficult thing. I am afraid that as Song Ci said, there will be other disasters in the future. However, at this moment, I will not mention these things to avoid exaggeration. Instead, it will confirm that Song Ci is a monster's reputation.

Emperor Chu glanced at Song Zhiyuan and said, "Who did the rumors about my aunt outside? "

Song Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with a sharp look and said, "Some clues are all the misfortune of the family."

"Huh?" Emperor Chu raised his eyebrows. What did this mean?

Song Zhiyuan smiled bitterly.

Naturally, he could not tell Emperor Chu that absurd dream. Once he said it, wouldn’t it be even more difficult to explain the evil saying?

Seeing Emperor Chu breaking the casserole and asking the truth, Song Zhiyuan had to vaguely say: "The third brother has always remembered his biological mother, thinking that it was his mother who harmed his biological mother, and his legs, thinking that I had ruined him. As for human beings, new and old hatreds are added together, and over time, if someone gets from the side, the fire will burn? In July, he will go to practice Taoism with Master Zhong Tian, ​​which is probably a bit evil way."

He said it lightly, but Emperor Chu heard the meaning of solemnity from it.
Chapter completed!