The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1488 Grandpa Huang Will Go with You Next Time

Zhao Chen and Ping An played in the snow for a while, then they couldn't bear the cold outside, so they turned around and took Ping An back to the room.

This winter is a bit cold and weird.

At least it's the coldest it's been in the past few years.

There is no need to worry about the crops in the fields next year, but it is not certain whether the people can survive the current cold winter.

Two days later, there is still half a month until New Year's Eve.

The emperor no longer had the time to think about Zhao Chen's previous offense.

At this moment, on the emperor's table, there was a pile of Zhezi from all over the Tang Dynasty.

Yanzhou is located in the north of the Tang Dynasty. The particularly cold weather this year has frozen many people in Yanzhou to death.

Although the Tang Dynasty was much more powerful than before, not everyone could wear fur.

"Your Majesty, the winter in our Tang Dynasty this year is really weird. This is the first time such a cold winter has occurred since the founding of the Tang Dynasty."

"Yanzhou is the northernmost territory of the Tang Dynasty. These are the information sent by Yanzhou officials."

"When the zhezi was delivered, more than a dozen Yanzhou people had already frozen to death in their homes." Fang Xuanling stood in front of the emperor, with a look of worry on his face.

If winter is not cold, there may be a large-scale locust plague next year.

But if it’s too cold, the people won’t be able to bear it!

It's not the coldest time of the year yet. If we delay it any longer, I really don't know how many people will freeze to death.

"Do you have any good ideas?" The emperor looked a little ugly on his face.

The people have always been the most important thing to the emperor. If the people suffered due to a cold disaster, the emperor would have to face the blame of the whole world.

But now who can have a way to deal with this matter.

The cold winter is arranged by God, but ordinary people like them cannot change it.

"Your Majesty, the current plan is to ask the Ministry of Household Affairs to raise money and food as soon as possible and arrange for them to be sent to Yanzhou and other cold-stricken areas as soon as possible." Fang Xuanling said.

This is the only solution he can think of at the moment.

Other than that

Besides, it seems that there is really no other way.

But the emperor still shook his head.

The Ministry of Household Affairs raises money and food?

How can the Ministry of Accounts have any money?

This year's tax revenue has just been put into the national treasury and has not been calculated yet. There is no way to get the money out now.

Moreover, money alone is simply not enough to support so many people.

The colder the weather, the more expensive charcoal is.

Simply relying on money from the court to support the situation is far from being able to solve the problem.

"This is inappropriate. Even if we survive the cold winter this year, what about the future?"

"Besides, Yanzhou is a state with millions of people. How can it be supported by the Ministry of Household Affairs or the treasury alone?" the emperor said slowly.

It can be regarded as a direct rejection of Fang Xuanling's opinion.

The emperor has spoken like this, and the rest of the people have no suggestions.

But we can't just sit back and do nothing now.

Millions of people in Yanzhou are waiting for the imperial court's support to survive this cold winter.

"But Your Majesty, now that Yanzhou is suffering from the cold disaster, we must have an explanation to the people of Yanzhou." Fang Xuanling said again.

He was very worried that the emperor would break the jar and forget about the disaster in Yanzhou.

"Your Majesty, what the Prime Minister said makes sense. The top priority is to help the people of Yanzhou survive the cold winter. As for other things, we should slowly think of ways."

"Yes, Your Majesty, it's time to make a decision!"

The other officials also spoke one after another.

The emperor naturally knew that matters in Yanzhou could not be delayed.

Just look at the position of the Minister of Household Affairs.

But obviously, Zhao Chen did not come to court today.

"Where is the King of Han?" The emperor frowned and asked the eunuch on duty beside him.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the King of Han has asked for leave today, saying that he is not feeling well." The accompanying eunuch quickly explained to the emperor.

"Where is the Minister of Household Affairs?" The emperor suppressed his dissatisfaction and said.

"Your Majesty, I am here." Fang Yizhi, the current Minister of Household Affairs, stood up and saluted the emperor.

Under Zhao Chen's arrangement, Fang Yizhi had established a firm foothold in the Ministry of Household Affairs.

Now both Wei Shuyu and Wei Shuyu serve as ministers in the Ministry of Household Affairs.

"The Ministry of Household Affairs raised a good amount of money and escorted it to Yanzhou with the Beiya Imperial Guards as quickly as possible. There should be no delay."

"Officials of Yanzhou, big and small, must put the lives of the people as their top priority. If there is a dead body, I will not spare it." The emperor said to the officials. .??.

"I obey the order." All the officials responded in unison.

The emperor didn't want to see Zhao Chen.

But there seems to be no solution now.

He had to find a way to solve the problem of cold winter.

Otherwise, who knows when the next winter will come.

The national treasury does not have enough money every year, and the money is simply to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.

The problem of people keeping warm must be fundamentally solved.

All the emperor could think of was Zhao Chen.

Standing at the door of Zhao Mansion, the emperor secretly told himself that he came to Zhao Chen for the sake of all the people in the world.

It wasn’t me who forgave Zhao Chen!

"Your Majesty!" Li Ruoshuang was about to take Ping An to make some suitable clothes when she saw the emperor standing at the door of his house.

"Grandpa Huang." Ping An greeted the emperor.

Although the emperor was annoyed with Zhao Chen, he still would not show it in front of Ping An.

"What are you going to do?" The emperor squatted down and asked Ping An with a smile.

"Mom said she would take me to make some clothes. Grandpa Huang, do you want to go with us?" Ping An asked in a sweet voice.

Of course the emperor will not follow

go together.

He still had something to do to find Zhao Chen.

"Next time, Grandpa Huang will go with you next time." The emperor said with a smile.

Li Ruoshuang left safely, the emperor straightened his expression, and then walked into the gate of Zhao Mansion.

The emperor was still thinking that since Zhao Chen was sick at home, he should be lying on the bed to rest.

It didn't.

The emperor walked into Zhao Chen's yard and saw this guy making cement in his yard.

There are also bricks arranged neatly in the yard.

Looking at Zhao Chen again, his sleeves were rolled up to his arms, and all his attention was focused on the cement in front of him.

"Chen..."

The emperor was about to call Zhao Chen, but he saw Zhao Chen entering the room with a wooden bucket filled with cement.

The emperor was curious and wondered what Zhao Chen was doing with these things.

He turned around and followed in.

When I walked into the room, I saw that the originally good room had been demolished and was no longer intact.

A platform made of bricks was laid on the ground.

The platforms are all solidly sealed with bricks.

The emperor felt very strange, he had never seen anything like this.

He had only seen this thing on the stove before, but the stove had holes, but this one didn't.

"Ahem——" The emperor coughed.

Zhao Chen turned around and saw the emperor standing behind him with an expressionless face.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Chen asked the emperor casually as he continued busy with his work.

"What are you doing?" The emperor did not say the reason for his visit. He felt that what he was seeing was a bit strange.

"This thing is called a kang. The weather is cold. Ping An often feels cold during the day, so I plan to let her play on it." Zhao Chen glanced at the emperor and explained to him.

The emperor's eyes lit up, and he felt that he might find a solution to the cold disaster suffered by the people of Yanzhou.

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