The Consort is Sick, We Must Pamper Her

"God is going to freeze us alive!"

The people of Jiaozhou looked at the broken sky, their wrinkled faces were full of sadness and depression.

They encountered a drought in Jiaozhou this year. Fortunately, the Emperor Shengming recruited many strong men to go out to repair the reservoir, and the food for disaster relief was distributed. Although there was a lot of sand in it, they were able to survive the day.

But who ever thought that the drought this year would have caused such a heavy snowfall.

The original enough firewood is not enough to burn, so that's it, the food is consumed faster than before, and the cold water is not enough.

The whole village is going to freeze to death.

However, not only in the village, but also in the surrounding villages. Some married daughters want to go back to their natal home to borrow grain and firewood, but in the end they can't borrow a single piece of grass or a grain of rice.

There was heavy snow that night again, and the old houses in the village were directly crushed. When the villagers dug out the people, the old people in the old houses were already frozen.

"Disaster from heaven, disaster from heaven!"

The thick gray air swept through village after village.

However, I don't know one day, a sharp-mouthed monkey banging on the gong and drums came to inform.

"Hurry up, let you bring twenty guys into the town to get food and charcoal fire. Remember to bring your household registration, otherwise you won't be given food or charcoal fire!" the person said.

"What do you mean?" The villagers who were almost desperate stunned.

"A team of officers and soldiers came from the town. They brought a lot of grain and charcoal to the people around them. Hurry up, but many people have already passed by. You may not get it when you are late." The person waved his hand.

He has to go to other villages to inform him that these two taels of silver are really hard to make, but he was frozen to death!

Although they all doubted whether his words were true or false, Lizheng ordered twenty strong men to come out immediately, and then drove the cart to the town.

The road to the town is not easy, because the snowy road is difficult to walk, especially the snow is not half a waist!

The pallet simply couldn't get through, but the pallet was dead and alive. The two strong men directly lifted their heads on top of the country and left directly.

After finally arriving in the town, I saw the lively scene in the town.

"Which village are you from?" asked someone in charge of the investigation.

"From Shanglin Village, Dongling!" Li Zheng said hurriedly, and immediately took out all the household registrations. The household registrations of all the villagers are here.

"How many people died in the village this year?" The interrogator asked again.

Lizheng reported the number. So far, seven people have been frozen to death, but I am afraid that there will be very few who can survive in the future, because persisting until now, that is already the limit.

After the enlistment was enthroned, he gave him a plaque, saying: "Okay, take this plaque to get food and charcoal, and every household will share the same amount of food and charcoal. Every man and child are counted. No one who has not logged in the household registration!"

Lizheng didn't dare to have any comments, and brought the men from the village behind him to line up to get food.

"Shanglin Village in Dongling, 327 people, 654 catties of brown rice, 918 catties of miscellaneous beans, 3,200 catties of sweet potato, and beef jerky, one person and two taels, a total of 65 and four taels. Jin, six hundred fifty-four Jin of charcoal, nine hundred and eighty-one Jin of dry firewood..."

Lizheng was just dreaming, until the men in the village bundled up these supplies in a whole trailer, and they still haven't recovered.

Other villages nearby have already started queuing. They distribute food according to the registered population of the village. Most of the food is the same, but the meat is different. Some villages are divided into dried lamb and some are dried beef.

This Li was awakened by a cold wind and took people to hide to the side to see if the materials were all sand, but they weren't.

It's all good food!

Lizheng went to inquire.

"Don't you know? Our Jiaozhou fisherman, the corrupt prefect, was beheaded by the governor sent by the emperor!" someone said.

"Beheaded to the public?" Li Zheng asked in shock.

"By the way, the emperor dreamed that Jiaozhou and Qinzhou had a sudden snow disaster. Only then did we order people to conduct a thorough investigation, and only then did we know that the prefect had mixed sand in the food distributed to us!"

"The emperor loves the people like a son. He couldn't bear the disaster in Jiaozhou and the neighboring people in Qinzhou, so he sent the imperial army to shovel snow and escorted the grain and straw over the fire!"

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor, long live!"

"..."

When Li was bringing the men back to the village with these food supplies, and on the third night when every household distributed according to the household registration, the blizzard fell, and the snow fell directly to the chest, and the villagers could not even get out of the door. If it weren't for the relief food and charcoal in advance, it would be the rhythm of freezing to death.

That night, Chu Yue in the palace was finally able to sleep.

I slept for another three days and woke up three days later. It was already New Year's Day.

Chu Yue woke up at night.

"What time is it now?" Chu Yue's head was a little dizzy, and when he was supported by the maids, his whole body was a little weak.

"Today is New Year's Day." Hupo said worriedly.

"I was in a coma for three days?" Chu Yue said blankly.

"Yeah." Hupo nodded, and then said: "How does the mother feel now?"

Chu Yue shook his head: "Nothing."

The magpie soon came up with a light porridge. As soon as he ran out of Chu Yue, he saw Qin Heng coming over, and he was a little surprised: "How come the emperor is free?"

Today, on the first day of the new year, people who want to worship their ancestors, and according to the rules, also have to rest with Empress Xiao.

"Let the imperial doctor come in." Qin Heng helped her sit down and ordered.

When the magpie came out to see, Doctor Chang was already waiting, so he invited someone in.

The doctor Chang's pulse is still the old saying, weak. Except for the weakness, other things can't come out.

Qin Heng was still angry before, but now he is much calmer, letting go and prescribe a prescription, then asks Chu Yue: "Do you feel unwell?"

"It's all old problems." Chu Yue didn't care very much, leaning against him, soft as a white lotus: "The emperor doesn't have to worry about his concubines, this is not the first time, even if... that The concubines are not afraid."

"Nonsense!" Qin Heng frowned, looked at her pale face, and said, "With me protecting, you will be fine. Today is the first day of the new year, so please pay attention."

"Then the emperor is going to the empress empress tonight?" said Rourou in Chu Yue.

According to the rules, it was to go to Fengqi Palace to rest, but Qin Heng's words to the woman's expectant eyes turned into: "I will rest in Weiyang Palace tonight."

After speaking, I saw the woman's momentary gentle eyes, and said: "Get a rest early, I will get up early tomorrow."

The three days from New Year's Day to New Year's Day are very busy. Even if everything is simple this year, the queen is pregnant, but there is still no need to sacrifice.

Chu Yue has slept for three days, nowhere can I sleep, but knowing that he is tired, he also leaned in his arms and lay on the bed with him.