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The snow in the capital was getting heavier and heavier, and more and more refugees were pouring into the city. Jingzhao Mansion finally ordered to expel them.For a while, there were mourners in and out of the city, and in just one night, an unknown number of refugees who were expelled from the city froze to death.

Finally, the hopeless refugees were desperate. They no longer followed the crowd and waited for death, but chose to stand up and resist.

The King of Han came to the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion again. When he talked about these things, his face became extremely ugly: "Your Majesty has no order, and the gates of the capital cannot be closed, but those refugees came here because of disasters, and almost all of them are unarmed. They only carry Branches and stones are fighting desperately with the defenders, and those who take ice cubes and snowballs, how can they be against the well-equipped defenders?!"

It is said that the refugees rose up to resist, but in the end it was nothing but a killing.It's just that the king of Han had seen many murders, and he himself had never been soft-hearted in killing enemies in northern Xinjiang, but he never thought that the soldiers of the imperial court would one day swing their butcher knives at the people.

Every time he thinks about the scene at that time, Han Wang feels his heart is colder than the weather, but what he can do is limited.

Ji Chang poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him. He could understand his anger, but he just said indifferently: "It's just a matter of doing the same thing. Has Your Highness seen less in these years?" After he paused, he said: "Seeing this, Either endure it, or change it."

Undoubtedly, King Han chose the latter, because he understands how useless anger is.

Picking up the hot tea delivered by Ji Chang, he drank it in one gulp, feeling a rush of hot air from his throat all the way to his stomach, and slightly expelled the chill that had soaked through his heart and lungs.Han Wang put the empty teacup on the small table at hand slightly, raised his eyes and looked straight at Ji Chang, his eyes were rare and sharp: "Ah Chang, there are a lot of people who died, and it's time for a change."

Ji Chang knew that Han Wang was urging her to make a move, and she suddenly felt a little funny—Han Wang was not a fool, but perhaps because he was guided by her from the beginning, he obviously placed "high hopes" on her.But he may not have noticed that when he said these words, he intentionally or unintentionally put all the people who died in the snowstorm on her shoulders for her to bear.

Han Wang just said the wrong thing in a moment of impatience, but Ji Chang felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, so she said to him: "Why is this so, Your Highness? If you want to seek change, you should never rely on me alone. You can look at the court, You can also look at the people."

He didn't get a satisfactory reply, Hanwang was stunned for a moment, but fortunately he knew a little about Ji Chang, and he knew she was unhappy when he saw her expression.He secretly thought about his words, and finally found something wrong, but fortunately he was able to wipe his face and apologize: "I'm sorry Ah Chang, I made a slip of the tongue, I just don't want to go on like this."

In fact, from the beginning to the present, the snow disaster was only a short period of ten days, but too many things happened in this short period of time, and too many people died.Ji Chang may not feel anything when he hides in the mansion all day long, but Hanwang is already full of anxiety when he encounters obstacles everywhere.

Ji Chang didn't say anything about his apology, poured him another cup of tea, and saw off the guests.

After King Han left, Chang Ming quietly appeared in the room, and sat in the seat before King Han, separated from Ji Chang by a charcoal basin.He looked at Ji Chang, a little worried: "My lord, Your Highness...has he changed?"

Has Han Wang changed?Maybe not.He is still full of enthusiasm for the world, but the position he stands in is different. He thinks he has the power to change, so it becomes more and more unbearable to be powerless at the moment.He trusts Ji Chang and relies on Ji Chang, so he is also harsh on Ji Chang.It's hard to say right or wrong, but it's still chilling, especially since Ji Chang isn't his adviser.

Ji Chang got angry for a moment, but he didn't react any more, he just took a sip of his tea and said, "Just wait."

Said to be waiting, but in fact, it didn't take long, and the situation in Beijing and China changed again.It wasn't that the unarmed refugees outside the city finally defeated the city defenders and entered the capital, but that as the heavy snow fell, the houses in the city were damaged one after another.

A new batch of victims appeared, and before the King of Han could lead people to rescue the disaster, people from Jingzhao Mansion came to drive them away.

After all, the people in the city are more wealthy than the officials. Before, they were able to hold their heads high and turned a blind eye to the plight of the refugees, just because the matter had nothing to do with them.Now another person's house was crushed by the snow, and he was also about to be expelled from the city. After all, everyone's nerves were aroused.

After all, no one can guarantee when the snow will stop, let alone guarantee that one's own house can survive the snow disaster.What if your own house collapses?Does that mean that they will have the same experience as those poor refugees outside the city, without food, drink, or house, and will be massacred wantonly by the officers and soldiers defending the city under the pretext of rebellion?

Regardless of the reason for the city guards raising their swords, the terrified people have already demonized them.

Gradually, rumors began to spread out from nowhere, all saying that the emperor lost his virtue, which caused the punishment from the heavens, and the heavy snow for several days was a sign, but unfortunately, the people were innocent, and they were implicated by the foolish king...

Probably because of the anger and fear of the current situation in my heart, this rumor spread very quickly and widely.Especially when the refugees outside the city learned about it, they even yelled "If you are a fool and have no way, you will be punished by the heavens" as a slogan.The so-called law does not blame the public, not to mention that the refugees were driven out of the city and had no way of life, so they were even more fearless, and they made troubles in and out of the capital in a day.

This has been the case since ancient times, natural disasters are often associated with the monarch's virtue.For example, if there is an earthquake in a certain place, if the scale is large, the emperor will issue an edict to punish himself, or ask the prime minister to top the tank.It was snowing in the middle of Beijing for a few days, the emperor didn't take it seriously at first, and now he was very disturbed by the movement.

It's ridiculous to say that the life and death of refugees can't be compared with two rumors.

In the early morning of the next day, someone in the court finally brought up the matter of heavy snowfall in Beijing, and it was rare for the emperor to avoid talking about it.He glanced at all the ministers in the court, and asked: "The heavy snow in the capital has caused a disaster. I wonder which love minister can calm this matter for me?"

At this time, the snow disaster had become a big deal, and rumors about the emperor's immorality were flying all over the sky. It was even more difficult to refute the rumors than to provide disaster relief.But at the moment when the two kings of Qin and Chu and the courtiers were considering their own gains and losses, the King of Han had already stepped forward: "Go back to the emperor, and I beg your orders."

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Qiao Yue agreed to Ji Chang's porridge, and Madam Qiao didn't even need to worry about anything, she contacted the staff to raise supplies by herself in a few days.This is not difficult for her, as the only daughter of Shang Shu, she still has a place in the circle of noble women in the capital.The low-ranking ones flattered her, and the high-ranking ones didn't want to offend her for no reason, not to mention giving porridge was not a bad thing, and they responded quickly.

As for the rice grains for porridge, Qiao Yue did not lack any. She was just giving porridge and not disaster relief, and the Qiao family's own grain shop could supply it.In Mrs. Qiao's words, it's just a matter of making less money, and it's not bad for a good reputation.

On the contrary, after the Jingzhao Mansion ordered the refugees to be expelled from the city, Qiao Yue was still worried for a while: "The refugees are not allowed to enter the city, so don't they have to go outside the city if they want to give out porridge? No one will watch them at that time. It's going to be snatched away."

Mrs. Qiao thought for a while, and patted her daughter's hand: "What are you in a hurry for, don't you still need to prepare for a few days?"

Sure enough, things have changed in the past few days that Mrs. Qiao said.For example, the king of Han took over the relief work.Another example is that the King of Han lifted the previous order to expel refugees, and instead delineated an area in the outer city to resettle refugees.Another example is that the king of Han notified the various mansions that they can hire those refugees to do things with three meals, which can barely be regarded as labor relief.

Perhaps it was because at the beginning of the disaster, the King of Han led his generals and guards to rescue the disaster everywhere, and his reputation among the refugees was actually very good.The refugees who had been making a fuss due to deportation and rumors came to him, but they died down without even stirring up a storm.

The snow is still falling, and the snow disaster has not passed, but the order among the refugees has begun to be established.

The matter developed very quickly and subsided very quickly. By the time Qiao Yue prepared the cauldron and rice, there was no news of refugees making trouble.As for her porridge, it would be easier, just go directly to the area designated by the King of Han, and the soldiers of the King of Han's Mansion and the Xiaoqi Battalion will help maintain order, and there is no need to worry about someone grabbing food and hurting others.

Qiao Yue was relieved, and the next day she got the news, she led her family's servants and pushed the grain cart to the refugee resettlement site.

The porridge shed was set up, the cauldron was set up, and the servants busily started to cook the porridge.Then, with the steaming steam, the faint aroma of porridge and rice lingered around, and soon attracted hungry refugees to line up.

The Qiao family was not the only one who came to give porridge, after all, it was definitely not a good thing at this time.Qiao Yue contacted a group of noble ladies in private, Mrs. Qiao also invited many wives to give porridge together as agreed, and the news spread from two circles.Everyone made an appointment to come, and they built a porridge shed together, set up a cauldron together, and a quick line passed by. It looked dark and crowded, which was quite spectacular.

This kind of porridge is naturally not as generous as the imperial court, and it may be unsustainable in three to five days.But there is no doubt that the bowls of hot porridge warmed the stomachs and hearts of the refugees after all, and finally made Hanwang's disaster relief work go smoothly.

However, Qiao Yue didn't care about these matters related to the overall situation, and she did her best only because of Ji Chang's words.

On the first day of giving porridge, she stood in the porridge shed and scooped porridge for the refugees in front of her with a spoon.

The refugees who got the porridge were grateful to her.Some people praised her for her beauty and kindness, but she smiled casually and didn't take it to heart.When someone wished her family good health and longevity, her smile became more genuine, and she thanked them for their blessings.Some also saw that Yunying was unmarried and wished her to find a husband. Qiao Yue couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. Although she didn't speak, everyone could see that she was happy.

Afterwards, more people wished blessings, and it was not difficult for both parties to exchange a bowl of hot porridge for a blessing.Even because of the back and forth responses, the atmosphere at Qiao's porridge shed was a bit better than other people's.

It's just that Qiao Yue scooped up the porridge, but she glanced out from time to time, her mind was obviously not focused on the business - she was waiting for Ji Chang.It was agreed to come to see her, she has set up a porridge shed, almost half a bucket of porridge has been scooped up, why hasn't anyone come yet?

Just thinking like this, I don't know how many times I turned around, and the familiar figure finally came into view.

The author has something to say: Qiao Yue (broken thoughts): I haven’t come yet, I haven’t come yet, I haven’t come yet, half the bucket of porridge has been scooped out, and half the bucket of porridge is missing in the meeting time

Shizi (…): Don’t read it, it’s not enough to make up for you when you’re late

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Jingsu;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Little P, Sorrow, and Lonely Swallow;

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