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Chapter 443 It's Snowing Again

Because it is expected that the time for this tour will not be short, the princes who came out with them all brought women with them.This kind of weather is most suitable for drinking tea and talking with your own woman in the carriage to relieve boredom.

But Ba Ye didn't ask Mrs. Zhang to accompany him.As for the concubine, I don't particularly like it, and I have nothing to say at all, but it's just needed to solve it at night.

He really wanted to chat in the carriage of fourth master, ninth master, or tenth master.But the fourth master must be accompanying Fujin, and the ninth master and the tenth master also brought Ge Ge out this year, and they are in the carriage softly in their arms.On the contrary, he was a bit lonely.

After taking a sip of hot tea, Ba Ye thought of Mao Tongtong.At this time, I don't know what she is doing?Are you telling a story to your child?Still thinking about him?
When I was in the mansion, although I didn't see her every day, I knew she was at the mansion, and I could see her whenever I wanted, and I didn't feel like I missed her.But now that it's out, it feels different.For example, at this meeting, I miss her and have time, but I can't see anyone.

The north wind howled outside the carriage, Eighth Master lifted the curtain to take a look, and immediately there were large flakes of snowflakes flying in with the bitter north wind.Ba Ye hurriedly put down the curtain of the car, thinking of Mao Tongtong's depressing look of being fond of snow, but now unable to play in the snow due to physical inconvenience, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It was snowing heavily for two consecutive days, and the snow on the official road was getting thicker, which seriously affected the progress of the horses and horses. They could have entered Shandong soon to inspect the river works.But looking at the weather, the embankments by the river are probably frozen, and people can't leave at all.

But in the face of this kind of weather, no one can think of a way, except to wait patiently.

In the Zibo county government office, Mao Mingxuan looked at the snowflakes in the sky with a dignified expression.Ruixue Zhaofengnian is talking about winter.It will already be the beginning of spring, and there is still such a heavy snowfall. If the land is frozen, it will affect this year's cultivation.

It happened to be summer when he took office last year, and it was supposed to be the time when the crops were growing the most. However, because of the recent disaster, although there were crops in the field, they did not grow well, which would affect the autumn harvest at first sight.

Although he is good at reading, he is not proficient in farming.But for the common people, fields and food are the most secure.So after he took office, he studied a lot of agricultural books, and went to the fields to ask those old farmers to learn about farming.

During the autumn harvest, he also kept a record of this year's harvest, and he also wanted to let the people cultivate more in the spring of the coming year, and strive to increase the harvest.But now the weather is really worrying.

"Master, it's snowing outside, be careful of catching a cold, you'd better go back to the house." Zhao Furong came out at some point.

Mao Mingxuan turned around and quickly supported her, and blamed her: "Why did you come out? I'm wearing a cloak, so I can't get cold. You just don't catch a cold. They are all about to give birth."

Zhao Furong smiled slightly, one arm was supported by Mao Mingxuan, the other hand supported her lower back, and said: "My body is strong, master don't worry."

Zhao Furong is now nine months pregnant, and her big belly looks scary.Every time Mao Mingxuan saw her walking around, he felt nervous.Especially now that the weather is cold and I wear a lot of clothes, I am always afraid that she will fall.

"I'll accompany you back to the house." Mao Mingxuan said helplessly.He didn't worry about letting Zhao Furong stand with him in the corridor.

Behind him is actually Mao Mingxuan's study, and it is also the place where he handles business by himself every day.Because he always said that if it is too warm, it will make people sleepy, so there is only a charcoal basin in the study, which is not very warm.Now he was afraid of freezing Zhao Furong, so he decided to go back to their bedroom.

The front of the county government office is the office, and the back is the inner hall, where Mao Mingxuan and his wife lived.

"Is the master worried about the emperor's southern tour?" Zhao Furong asked.

Although she is a back home woman, Mao Mingxuan did not hide many things from her. After all, the wife's diplomacy sometimes has unexpected effects.So Zhao Furong has some understanding of some things about the county government, including some things about the imperial court.

"As a mere county magistrate, I don't have to worry about the emperor's southern tour." Mao Mingxuan shook his head, and said, "I'm worried about spring plowing. Look at the snow, I'm afraid it won't stop for a while."

"It turns out that this is what the master is worried about." Zhao Furong thought for a while and said: "Before the master came to take office, it was because of the heavy snow that the disaster here caused the local officials to embezzle the disaster relief money. That's why there is a vacancy for the master to come here to do it." magistrate."

"Yes!" Mao Mingxuan nodded.

"Master, I haven't heard of a place that has snow disasters for two consecutive years." Zhao Furong said.

"Huh? What does madam mean?" Mao Mingxuan didn't understand for a moment.

Zhao Furong laughed and said, "I mean, although it snowed heavily, the possibility of another disaster is very small."

Mao Mingxuan frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Although the possibility is small, I'm also worried! It doesn't seem long before Chungeng."

"Lord, don't worry, God won't be so cruel. The people in this area have just breathed a sigh of relief from the suffering. If they suffer another disaster, how can they bear it? In my opinion, the snow should stop in a few days." Zhao Furong road.

"I hope." Mao Mingxuan didn't let go of the worries in his heart.He has already begun to figure out what he can do in advance to prevent the snowstorm from harming the people if he is hit again.

In fact, not only Mao Mingxuan had this worry, but also Kangxi, who was still on the South Tour Road, also had this worry.

The purpose of his coming out this time is to inspect the river works, and to see how the disaster-stricken states and counties in Shandong Province last year are currently being managed.But I don't want it to snow heavily as soon as I leave Beijing, which is an ominous omen.

"Li Dequan, go and ask someone to call the crown prince, fourth elder brother and eighth elder brother." Kangxi said.

"Yes, this servant will send someone there." Li Dequan replied.

The wind and snow were heavy, so the three of them came slowly.When they arrived in front of Kangxi's Luanjia, all of them were dressed in white.

"Let's have a sip of tea to warm up first," Kangxi said.

"My son, thank you Huang Ama." The three said in unison.

Kangxi's Luanjia was big, and it wasn't crowded at all after the three of them sat down.After drinking hot tea, Kangxi regained his composure, and then he spoke.

"Looking at the weather, Hegong can't see it for the time being. I'm really worried that if the snow doesn't stop, the counties and states in Shandong will suffer again."

"Huang Ama, at our current speed, it will take about five days before we can enter Shandong. Maybe the snow will stop by then," the prince said.

He was suddenly summoned by Kangxi, and the prince probably guessed why, so he already knew about it on the way here.

The fourth master said: "Huang Ama, it's already the beginning of spring, and the snow won't be long."

(End of this chapter)