Waking up from his deep sleep, Zhao Mengqi felt that the world was very noisy.
The continuous thunder, the howling wind like a ghost crying, and the crackling sound of heavy rain hitting the tiles on the ground.
When he opened his eyes, it was dark, and the light of lightning filtered through the clear tiles on the sill windows, slightly illuminating the room.
Immediately, he felt something was wrong, and something seemed to be pressing on him.
Subconsciously, he raised his hand, but both hands were trapped. His right arm was trapped in two soft masses, which felt warm and wonderful to the touch.
As the fragrance entered his nose, Zhao Mengqi's brain gradually became clearer, and he realized that he was surrounded.
Reluctantly, he carefully pulled his arm out of the mountain, touched a head on his chest, and rubbed it. The all-too-familiar feeling told him that this was Zhao Han.
The one on the right should be Wanwan, only she has that kind of majesty.
The one on the left is probably Qian Duo. After all, the sounds of grinding teeth and snoring are so unique.
The breathing sound in the distance probably belongs to that girl Zhao Hui. She likes to use ambergris to fumigate her clothes.
Why did these four girls come to sleep on my bed?
Maybe it was because Zhao Mengqi had rubbed his hand at certain points when he pulled away just now, and Wanwan slowly woke up.
Noticing the change in breathing, Zhao Mengqi tentatively asked softly, "Ruochu? Are you awake?"
"Um……"
Soft, waxy and lazy, it’s definitely Wanwan.
"Why are you all sleeping here?"
"Ah?" Wanwan was slightly startled, and then she calmed down, speaking in a silky voice with a hint of shame, "Many helpers came from Wu Tower, which stabilized things a little. Duke Chongguo saw that we were too tired, Let us come back and rest, but as soon as we close our eyes, we see those bloody scenes, and we can't sleep no matter what."
"Ms. Jian said she was scared and wanted to look for you, so we came over to see you. We felt more at ease when we were around you, and then we all fell asleep for some reason..."
Now Zhao Mengqi understood that the four girls were all young, especially the twelve-year-old Zhao Han, who was still just a child. How could he withstand so much blood and death, but persisted anyway, which must have left a lot behind. Psychological shadow and trauma.
He found Wanwan's hand, squeezed it gently, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully."
"It's actually not bad when I'm busy. I don't have time to think about other things..."
After chatting for a long time, Wanwan couldn't hide her sleepiness, "I still want to sleep for a while..."
It's probably that they haven't slept for long. Zhao Mengqi wanted to sleep with her for a while, but his bladder was very bloated, "Then you go on sleeping, I'll get up first."
"Well... when we came here, you slept all day and all night." As she said that, Wanwan closed her eyes again.
Zhao Mengqi carefully took his left hand out of Qian Duo's arms, put down Zhao Han who was lying on his chest, and then slowly stood up.
There was a lot of wind and thunder outside, but it seemed peaceful and quiet here.
In the haze, Zhao Mengqi felt very at ease as he saw the four heads gathered in a row.
After going out to the clean room and draining the water, I returned to the door feeling relaxed.
After asking Wu Qiong, who was on duty at the door, Zhao Mengqi found out that he had actually slept for fifteen or six hours.
Thinking about it, although I have inexplicable power, my body is still not strong enough. The continuous fighting has overdrawn too much potential, and I have to sleep to relax and repair it.
After devouring a four-in-one meal, Zhao Mengqi came to the magistrate's office.
Knowing that he was awake, officials and generals of all sizes gathered together.
Wu Qian, the Duke of Chongguo, Gao Jia, the magistrate of Wujiang County, Zhou Chengji, the general magistrate of Pingjiang Prefecture, etc., Chen Xiaokun of the Fenghua Army, Qu Moxuan, who led the Eastern Guard, and Xue Jin Shihuai, the front secretary of the Sanya County, etc., and others from Wujiang County The county hall was packed with wealthy gentry and wealthy families.
Wu Qian began to report the situation worriedly, "What I was most worried about has happened. A hurricane is coming."
What people in ancient times called "hurricanes" is what later generations called "typhoons."
Zhao Mengqi was not from the coast in his previous life, so he did not
I didn't expect this, but I know how scary typhoons are.
It has been raining in April and May this year. If a typhoon comes again, most areas in Jiangnan may not be able to escape floods.
Thinking of the terrible consequences, he couldn't help but frown deeply, "Mr. Wu, is it really a hurricane?"
Wu Qian nodded slowly, "It suddenly cleared up the day before yesterday, and there was a sudden thunderstorm today, which is a sign of the coming hurricane. When a hurricane lands, not only will there be a heavy rainfall, but it will also easily bring back the tide, and the water in the rivers and lakes will be pushed up, and even more It is difficult to discharge the flood. Fortunately, most areas in Pingjiang Prefecture have made disaster prevention preparations in order to open flood gates to discharge the flood, which can slightly reduce the disaster."
Starting from yesterday afternoon, the ports on the east coast of Taihu Lake were gradually opened. After one night, the water level of Taihu Lake finally stabilized and stopped rising. However, before people were happy for a long time, the situation suddenly changed.
The wind from outside entered the lobby through the cracks in the doors and windows, causing more than a dozen lights to sway, making Zhao Mengqi's expression even more obscure.
"In this case, Pingjiang Prefecture will not be the only one affected. Floods will affect most areas along Liangzhe Road, covering millions of people."
"Now, we can only do our best and obey fate..." Wu Qian felt powerless.
There are millions of people directly affected by the disaster, and the resulting deaths will be at least hundreds of thousands.
In addition, the Song Dynasty had already introduced Champa rice and planted it extensively in the south of the Yangtze River. It was supposed to be less than a month before the first harvest of rice could be harvested. If a double disaster happened at this time, it would definitely lead to a large area of grain failure. .
Floods are temporary and will eventually pass. However, if food production is significantly reduced, the chain reaction will cause a more widespread and serious disaster to the Song Dynasty.
A comprehensive famine, great turmoil, great chaos, the Song Dynasty would be destroyed even without the Mongols attacking.
Such disastrous consequences could not only be guessed by Wu Qianqian, but also by the civil and military officials present.
"What should we do..." Gaojia Liushen has no master. Even if he is just a mediocre official who wants to live his life, he must have a stable society to be able to do so.
"The two Zhejiang provinces are the heart of our dynasty. If we encounter such a catastrophe, the whole country will be shaken, and there may be something unbearable to say." Zhou Chengji was also worried.
Qu Moxuan's big black face was full of resentment, "You damn thief, if you insist on turning the world upside down at this moment, don't you think you can't see peace in the world at all!?"
The head of the Lu family, who was Lu Shangming's grandfather, was an old scholar. When he saw Qu Moxuan scolding God, he didn't take it seriously, "Heaven and earth are unkind, treating all things like stupid dogs. Heaven is not kind to people, nor does it hate them. But why?" To bring about such a disaster, how dare I, the Great Song Dynasty..."
As he said this, he himself felt uncomfortable. In a super catastrophe, his Lu family would not be spared.
The entire hall fell into pessimism and negativity. Whether in public or private, the survival of the Song Dynasty had a personal impact on them.
Zhao Mengqi calmed down and thought about it carefully. If there was such a catastrophe, even if the Song Dynasty was not destroyed, it would definitely be recorded in the history books, and it would even be listed as one of the reasons for the death of the Song Dynasty, but he had no relevant impression.
If you travel through time, even if there is a butterfly effect, which can affect many people and events, it should not affect the weather. Does that mean that this typhoon is just a near miss?
After having this conjecture, Zhao Mengqi became excited, "I think there is no need to be so pessimistic. Maybe this hurricane will not land, but just pass by."
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The whole hall was stunned and stared at Zhao Mengqi, thinking that he was asleep and talking in his sleep.
Wu Qian smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, this is not the time to joke."
The head of the Lu family's white eyebrows jumped wildly, "There is no joy or anger in the sky, how can there be a joke?"
"Your Highness, hurricanes are a common occurrence. Coastal areas are swept away every year. However, in May and June in previous years, the winds were lighter, but this year it seems to be particularly strong. It also encounters continuous plum rains, so it is possible to cause Catastrophe."
The Fenghua Army is located along the river and relies on the river and sea to make a living. They also know about typhoons. What Chen Xiaokun means is that the disasters caused by typhoons every year are only different in size, but they have never heard of U-turns on the shore.
Qu Moxuan grinned, "Could it be that the palace
Is there the ability of Kongming? He borrows the east wind, but you can reject it! ? Does that mean we should also go to the altar to cast spells? "
These words were meant to make fun of King Yan, and only this big boss dared to say this.
Zhao Mengqi took a quick look and found that everyone present was completely unbelieving and felt helpless. He couldn't tell everyone that he was from a later generation and had never heard of such a strong wind disaster.
But everyone is so negative and looks like a broken pot, so how can we provide disaster relief?
In order to instill confidence in everyone, he had no choice but to say solemnly, "Gu is not joking. If a hurricane is passing by, it must be just passing by! If Gu is wrong, his surname will no longer be Zhao!"
Well……
Everyone was dumbfounded, no one expected that King Yan would actually issue such an oath.
If his surname is not Zhao, doesn't it mean that he has to abandon his royal status? Give up your right to the throne! ?
Where did he get the confidence?
Wu Qian looked at Zhao Mengqi seriously, and when he saw the determination on his face, he felt a murmur in his heart.
Judging from the contacts over the past few days, King Yan is not a person who talks nonsense, nor is he a fool. Instead, he is quite strategic and has great talents in wisdom and martial arts. Could he have another clever plan when he says this? ?
Yes, even if the disaster cannot be changed, active response and passive acceptance will have completely different results. Does His Highness King Yan want to inspire everyone?
After thinking for a while, Wu Qian still didn't believe that the hurricane would turn around, but it was better to be a doctor than to do nothing.
"Your Highness's heart is already clear to me, veteran. In that case, why not set up an altar to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth and pray for the common people!"
This means that since you want to boost morale, you might as well hold a big one and hold a public sacrifice in front of the people, so that everyone can see hope and rally the heart to fight against disasters.
Wu Qian's proposal was not to make fun of Zhao Mengqi, but it was China's tradition of dealing with disasters.
The great events of the country are in the army and in the sacrifice.
Sacrifice is the right and obligation of the monarch to eliminate disasters, pray for blessings, and repay ancestors and gods.
Regardless of whether it is really useful or not, the people of this era still do this. As long as the King of Yan shows that he shares the joys and sorrows with the people when offering sacrifices, it will at least alleviate their complaints against the government and the royal family when the suffering comes, and it will be helpful to maintain the ruling order. Still beneficial.
