Murong Xitian's face darkened, and he was even colder and more terrifying than a thousand-year-old iceberg: "Don't make me repeat it twice. Also, when you go to inform him, remind him not to be as clueless as the previous times."
This is another clue. If nothing can be found, what is the use of raising these people? Xia Qingtian has made no progress. It is clear that the matter has reached the stage of clearing the air, but it has been going in circles.
The maze, why can't we touch the most critical core?
"It's not too troublesome to check back and forth." Xin Jiefeng took the drawing paper and rolled it up into a roll and stuffed it into his sleeve. "That's why I hate you officials and relatives of the emperor and the emperor who are in the political situation the most. Simple things can't be done."
You have made things complicated. If you want to know the answer, it is always better to ask yourself than to ask other people. How can any outsider know your own affairs better than you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Jiefeng disappeared without a trace again.
This... Xin Jiefeng's words deeply touched Murong Xitian.
But, that person was Xia Ziluo, how could she tell the truth?
Therefore, we still need to check and find out clearly.
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The second day of the Spring Dragon Festival is March 22 in the Gregorian calendar.
Early in the morning, gray clouds lay low on the ground, moving and filling the sky. The wind swirled rapidly in the sky, whistling shrilly, making the entire capital panic.
As soon as Xia Ziluo got out of bed, he was so cold that he shrank back.
The weather has been getting warmer recently, and the fire pits and heaters in the room have been put away. I didn't expect that the day will change at any time. No wonder I dress randomly in February and March. The climate changes in early spring are indeed repeated.
"Princess, the stove is here." Xiuxiu and Chu Chu were making arrangements.
Chu Chu set up the stove and lit the charcoal. Xiu Xiu stuffed the hand warmer into Xia Ziluo's arms, and at the same time put the bird in her hand on her shoulder: "The weather has changed outside. Look at it."
There's going to be a snowstorm."
snowstorm?
Xia Ziluo hurriedly opened the quilt and ran out of the room.
When she looked up and saw the dark sky, she immediately screamed inwardly that it was terrible.
I have been spending a lot of time with Murong Xitian recently, and I have learned more or less about the affairs of the imperial court. In the early spring, a long-term drought hit the south. The victims who stayed in the capital and relied on Xia Ziluo and other officials to distribute porridge for relief were unable to return home and continued to stay in the capital.
.
It would be bad if there is a snowstorm at this time. The places where porridge is distributed to the victims are still simple tents, which can easily be buried by the snowstorm. At that time, the food for these victims will be cut off.
With no food to eat and no shelter from the wind and cold, these victims will definitely not be able to survive this cruel weather!
"Chuchu!" Xia Ziluo turned back to the house and ordered hurriedly, "Immediately arrange for people to go to the city gate to dismantle the porridge shop and put away the porridge pots before the snowstorm comes, so as not to be buried by the snowstorm. At the same time, add
Send manpower to set up porridge shops immediately after the snowstorm stops and spread porridge to provide disaster relief."
"Yes." Chu Chu immediately went down to make arrangements.
Xia Ziluo called Xiuxiu over again, and whispered in her ear: "Xiuxiu, go prepare the carriage, I have to go out of the house. Also, remember to put a stove, a hand stove or something like that on the carriage to keep warm.
Put some more charcoal. If anyone asks, just say I'm afraid of the cold and prepare more charcoal."
In addition to worrying about the victims, Xia Ziluo is also worried about Ju Qing. Ju Qing is from the south and decided to stay in the north because of her. He looks cold, cool and a little bit arrogant.
Murong Xitian's face darkened, and he was even colder and more terrifying than a thousand-year-old iceberg: "Don't make me repeat it twice. Also, when you go to inform him, remind him not to be as clueless as the previous times."
This is another clue. If nothing can be found, what is the use of raising these people? Xia Qingtian has made no progress. It is clear that the matter has reached the stage of clearing the air, but it has been going in circles.
The maze, why can't we touch the most critical core?
"It's not too troublesome to check back and forth." Xin Jiefeng took the drawing paper and rolled it up into a roll and stuffed it into his sleeve. "That's why I hate you officials and relatives of the emperor and the emperor who are in the political situation the most. Simple things can't be done."
You have made things complicated. If you want to know the answer, it is always better to ask yourself than to ask other people. How can any outsider know your own affairs better than you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Jiefeng disappeared without a trace again.
This... Xin Jiefeng's words deeply touched Murong Xitian.
But, that person was Xia Ziluo, how could she tell the truth?
Therefore, we still need to check and find out clearly.
&&&&&
The second day of the Spring Dragon Festival is March 22 in the Gregorian calendar.
Early in the morning, gray clouds lay low on the ground, moving and filling the sky. The wind swirled rapidly in the sky, whistling shrilly, making the entire capital panic.
As soon as Xia Ziluo got out of bed, he was so cold that he shrank back.
The weather has been getting warmer recently, and the fire pits and heaters in the room have been put away. I didn't expect that the day will change at any time. No wonder I dress randomly in February and March. The climate changes in early spring are indeed repeated.
"Princess, the stove is here." Xiuxiu and Chu Chu were making arrangements.
Chu Chu set up the stove and lit the charcoal. Xiu Xiu stuffed the hand warmer into Xia Ziluo's arms, and at the same time put the bird in her hand on her shoulder: "The weather has changed outside. Look at it."
There's going to be a snowstorm."
snowstorm?
Xia Ziluo hurriedly opened the quilt and ran out of the room.
When she looked up and saw the dark sky, she immediately screamed inwardly that it was terrible.
I have been spending a lot of time with Murong Xitian recently, and I have learned more or less about the affairs of the imperial court. In the early spring, a long-term drought hit the south. The victims who stayed in the capital and relied on Xia Ziluo and other officials to distribute porridge for relief were unable to return home and continued to stay in the capital.
.
It would be bad if there is a snowstorm at this time. The places where porridge is distributed to the victims are still simple tents, which can easily be buried by the snowstorm. At that time, the food for these victims will be cut off.
With no food to eat and no shelter from the wind and cold, these victims will definitely not be able to survive this cruel weather!
"Chuchu!" Xia Ziluo turned back to the house and ordered hurriedly, "Immediately arrange for people to go to the city gate to dismantle the porridge shop and put away the porridge pots before the snowstorm comes, so as not to be buried by the snowstorm. At the same time, add
Send manpower to set up porridge shops immediately after the snowstorm stops and spread porridge to provide disaster relief."
"Yes." Chu Chu immediately went down to make arrangements.
Xia Ziluo called Xiuxiu over again, and whispered in her ear: "Xiuxiu, go prepare the carriage, I have to go out of the house. Also, remember to put a stove, a hand stove or something like that on the carriage to keep warm.
Put some more charcoal. If anyone asks, just say I'm afraid of the cold and prepare more charcoal."
In addition to worrying about the victims, Xia Ziluo is also worried about Ju Qing. Ju Qing is from the south and decided to stay in the north because of her.
