Imperial concubine always has good luck

The cold ice soon spread, and even the imperial city seemed to fall into the coldest winter.

Lin Yue thought of many ways to resist the ice disaster. On the Palace Road in the palace, she suggested laying a layer of coarse salt every day. The ice turned a lot the next day, but the temperature was still very low, which didn't affect the travel of the palace car.

There are many rare and exotic grasses in the imperial garden of the palace. Some are afraid of the cold. They also let people spread hay on the ground, barely maintaining the temperature at the roots of trees and flowers to ensure that they will not freeze to death in the coming year.

Lu Li at the intersection sorted out the cold protection methods given by Lin Yue and handed them to the desk in the imperial study.

The emperor looked at it and praised it. He soon made specific strategies to let the people follow this plan.

It is said that this season is very close to the spring ploughing season, so if the ice disaster cannot be withstood in time, it will affect the harvest of the year. Although this will inevitably reduce production a lot, it can finally recover some losses.

With a strategy at the top, it will be much easier to implement at the bottom.

That day, Li Rusu and Lu Li put on thick cotton padded clothes and planned to go out of the city to see the situation outside the city.

There were few pedestrians on the street, but the road was slippery. Even if the driver's carriage was very slow, the wheels still had to slip.

"This ice disaster is rare for many years. What happened this year..."

Lu Li has been frowning recently. His eyebrows have become a pimple. His eyes are depressed and pity for the people.

The descendants of the imperial city still need to live frugally every day. You don't have to think about how difficult it is for them.

"If it comes, it's safe. Things have happened. At this time, only the imperial court can stabilize the people's hearts and carry it." Li Rushu was also worried, but she didn't show it on her face.

After walking for more than an hour, I came to a place with farmland.

I saw that many people were wearing thick clothes. They were spreading straw in the field. The dried straw was spread on thin ice. People were much more stable when they walked up.

"Lin Yue said that this is the glacial period, which is rare in a hundred years. Although straw can alleviate the ice on the surface, it is frozen underneath."

Li Rusu narrowed her eyes. After getting off the bus, she stood on the ground and squatted down. He picked up a little straw and casually picked up a branch and rowed into the soil. Soon he couldn't move.

The bottom has been frozen. Make an effort to row a few times. It is vaguely visible that ice ballast is mixed with soil, which makes people feel relieved at a glance.

After Lin Yue presented Lu Li's disaster relief strategy, the emperor rewarded him. Many ministers appreciated Lu Li's performance. At this critical moment, his position seemed to be more stable, but these did not make him happy at all.

Li Rushu squatted beside him and could feel his thoughts at the moment.

Even if the emperor ordered Lu Li to be crown prince at the moment, he might not be happy.

The people can't live any longer. It's meaningless to be a crown prince without a real name. It can only increase the pressure in his heart.

This is a small road, which is usually taken by villagers when they are farming. The sudden appearance of such two people with extraordinary clothes and temperament on the road has naturally attracted the attention of many people.

When Lu Li saw a white haired old man looking this way, he smiled and asked, "uncle, how much straw have you left?"

"There are many. This land has just been planted with peanuts, so it is paved first, but there are not many straw. I'm afraid it will be used up before it is finished. Alas..."

His tone was very helpless. The gullies on his face were full of vicissitudes. After saying this, he went to one side again. There was a pile of straw. He pulled out a lot and surrounded it to spread it in the field.

The villagers piled up the useless straw in previous years, and some people burned it because they thought it occupied a place. Who knows, this thing has become a hot commodity this year, so they all rushed to shop. They were afraid that the straw would be stolen late at night.

Li Rusu looked at the people's working figure, sighed and said, "this won't work. The ice disaster won't be relieved. It can't be saved by straw alone."

Lu Li didn't speak. Of course he understood this truth, but there was really no way at this time.

It is said that man can conquer nature, but this disaster makes him feel helpless and small. It seems that no matter how hard he makes, he can't withstand the sudden next disaster.

Li Rusu is a person who lived in the heavenly palace. She can't help thinking of her previous life.

At that time, she wandered around with various fairies without knowing the human suffering. She also knew that the ice disaster was related to the rain god ice God, but now she was a mortal. The distant heavenly palace was a place she would never go. She couldn't even remember the appearance of those gods.

"What do you think?"

Lu Li saw her staring at the sky, barely pulling out a smile from the corners of her mouth, thinking that she was like herself. At the moment, she was in a state of compassion.

"Nothing. Let's go back."

Li Rushu got up and rode back to his house with Lu Li.

Her face was red with cold, and the tip of her nose was numb. She felt a trace of warmth when she entered the car. She rubbed her hands uncontrollably, hoping to give her body a trace of warmth.

Lu Li saw that her delicate face was red with cold. She couldn't help leaning against her. Their arms depended on each other, and soon there was a trace of warmth. This warmth made both of them feel happy and slowly closer.

A few days later, several local officials affected by the ice disaster reported that the straw used for heating had run out, and many people didn't have much grain. They hoped that the imperial court would open the granary and spread porridge on several streets first.

The emperor granted permission soon, but the disaster lasted too long. The grain in the granary had to be distributed to military barracks around the frontier, leaving some emergency parts. There were not many people who could spread porridge, only enough to distribute porridge once a day.

The porridge canopy was soon set up.

The people are competing for survival, so the economy has been greatly affected. Many businesses in the city have been closed, and the business of Runze hall is also poor.

Li Rushu asked someone to close the door temporarily. Lin Yue, the witch, several clerks and servant girls all went to the porridge tent to help. They went back to the palace in the evening and had dinner together.

Although it was severely frozen during the day, there was a sense of intimacy among the people to tide over the difficulties together.

At this time, people selling children and women began to appear in the street.

People who have been struggling on the food and clothing line see that young children and old people can't bear the cold and hunger and continue to freeze and starve to death at home, so they cry bitterly and plan to sell their children to rich families. Although they become servants, there is always a warm house with a hot meal to eat.

Li Rusu knows that there is a street that specializes in buying and selling slaves. She usually walks around and tries to avoid there, but recently, all kinds of sad cries come in her ears from time to time.

It was the cry of parents squatting on the street with their children in their arms, hungry or cold, sad or afraid.

What a tragedy.