Reunion is warm and touching.
After Gu Qingqing heard about it, she didn't care about any business and ran straight home, threw herself into Gu Zhengchen's arms and cried loudly. After Gu pulled away, she pressed Gu Qingqing and scolded her, without any need to guard against men and women. .
Liu Qian'er stood there, wanting to be like Gu Qingqing, but she stopped abruptly, but she couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.
Gu Zhengchen stepped forward, handed over the handkerchief, and asked gently: "Sister Qian'er, are you still used to being here?"
Liu Qian'er took it, wiped away her tears, and hummed softly.
When Mrs. Gu prepares dinner, a bowl of home-made noodles is indispensable.
At the dinner table, Gu Qingqing "showed off" her business success from time to time, but was ruthlessly exposed by her mother, which made Gu Zhengchen, Chen and Liu Qianer laugh.
Mrs. Gu couldn't help complaining to Gu Zhengchen: "You don't care about her. A woman wants to be in the public eye. What should I do? I heard that many official ladies in Jinling City don't go out much on weekdays."
Gu Qingqing was not afraid of her mother, but she was afraid of Gu Zhengchen's control, so she pretended to be pitiful.
Gu Zhengchen put down his chopsticks and looked at Gu Qingqing: "How can a girl who doesn't know a word want to go into business? Don't go to the store this winter. Read a book at home. Mother can't control you, but brother won't be lenient. "
Gu Qingqing made a miserable look, and Mrs. Gu smiled.
After meal.
Mrs. Gu personally laid out the bedding and quilt for Gu Zhengchen: "This is the quilt my mother made newly in Jinling. It's warm. I don't know if it was cold when you were in Jurong. And your clothes are too thin. Tomorrow Mom will go find someone to measure you and make some clothes for you..."
Gu Zhengchen listened to his mother's chatter, and his heart was filled with warmth.
In this world, there are still people who feel pain and care.
"Mom, this is the third quilt, right..."
Gu Zhengchen saw something was wrong.
Mrs. Gu pointed to the door: "The north wind is blowing, and the temperature will drop at night."
Gu Zhengchen's Adam's apple twitched. Even if the temperature cools down, you don't need such a thick quilt. You have to sleep in three beds for one night, and you still have to be uncomfortable...
Lying on the bed, Gu Zhengchen soon fell asleep.
In the dream, the shadows of the widows kept appearing, and the children stretched out their hands, jumped off the carriage one by one, and threw themselves into the heavy snow.
When Gu Zhengchen chased after them, they were already covered with ice sculptures.
Suddenly, the ground began to collapse.
This is a huge glacial lake, and ice blocks are constantly falling. Gu Zhengchen saw a woman's ice sculpture falling down, and the sound of cracks could be heard under his feet. Not long after he ran out, he missed his footing!
Suddenly woke up!
Gu Zhengchen looked at the bright room, and heard the sound of sweeping outside the door.
After putting on his clothes and pushing out the door, Gu Zhengchen looked at the snowflakes in the sky and couldn't help but be startled: "It's actually snowing."
"Master, why don't you sleep more? It's still early."
Yao Zhen rubbed his hands and walked over with a broom.
Gu Zhengchen stretched out his hand, took a piece of snowflake, watched the snowflake melt in his hand, and said softly: "Is it because of the Little Ice Age?"
"What's the Little Ice Age?"
A cute voice came.
Gu Zhengchen looked sideways and saw Liu Qian'er wearing a white coat and skirt, like a snow fairy, and said with a smile: "If you don't have a good rest, what are you doing up?"
Liu Qian'er looked at the snow in the sky: "The snow is too noisy and I can't sleep. You haven't said yet what the Little Ice Age is."
Gu Zhengchen had no choice but to explain: "The Little Ice Age refers to a very cold period. It was cold everywhere."
Liu Qian'er looked at Gu Zhengchen doubtfully: "Snowing is normal for Jinling. It doesn't snow a lot every year, and it's always so cold every year."
Gu Zhengchen opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.
In later generations, snow was hard to come by on the Yangtze River, and even in places such as Shandong and Henan, there were few decent snows in some years. Even if it snows across the Yangtze River, it's mostly just light snow and hardly a snow scene.
But right now it is snowing heavily, and soon the world will be covered in snow.
But they didn't know that the severe cold every year was the harbinger of the Little Ice Age. The Little Ice Age meant a sharp drop in temperature, reduced food production, and frequent extreme weather.
It can be said that the demise of the Ming Dynasty had a great relationship with the Little Ice Age.
Not to mention that the severe cold forced the nomads to move south, but simply that if there had not been frequent disasters raging year after year and no food harvests, there would not have been so many refugees joining the uprising, and the court would not have needed to expend huge power to suppress the uprising. Li Zicheng was After losing your job, the most you can do is find a job and work hard...
Natural factors cannot be ignored, but they are not the main cause after all.
In the final analysis, it was the court's disaster relief, but there were too many problems in local governance and official governance. In order to avoid these problems, the foundation must be laid in the Hongwu Dynasty!
Gu Zhengchen believes that effective mechanisms and reliable improvements can continue with vitality!
It's daybreak, but the snow hasn't stopped yet.
Mu Ying took Wu Rong to the other courtyard in person. After Gu Zhengchen saluted, he asked directly: "But your Majesty sent a message to let me enter the palace?"
Mu Ying said with a straight face: "His Majesty has spoken."
Gu Zhengchen bowed greatly.
Mu Ying coughed and said, "I am ill and you are as weak as a chicken. I will not let you down. I will go to Kunning Palace with the prince in three days to pay my respects."
"I accept the decree."
Gu Zhengchen saluted and stood up, looking at Mu Ying: "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"
After Mu Ying and Gu Zhengchen sat down, they sighed: "The imperial doctor said that your majesty is angry and angry. After asking the chamberlain, he found out that your majesty was made angry by the prefect of Fenzhou, Shanxi."
"Prefect of Fenzhou?"
Gu Zhengchen was a little confused. No matter how good the local officials were, they couldn't make Lao Zhu angry. Not many people could make Lao Zhu angry these days. After all, Lao Zhu was good at solving problems and creating problems...
Mu Ying accepted the hot tea sent by Gu, thanked him and said to Gu Zhengchen: "The magistrate of Fenzhou said that there was a severe drought in Fenzhou last year and this year, and the people lost their income. The court took pity on him and exempted him from two taxes and corvee. He wrote a letter to express his gratitude. "
Gu Zhengchen didn't hear anything wrong: "In a year of severe drought, the court is in a hurry, so it is a good thing for the magistrate to write a letter of thanks."
Mu Ying smiled bitterly: "Yes, the first part of the memorial is a good thing, but the second part is about that after the autumn harvest in Fenzhou, some of the people who are willing to pay taxes request the imperial court to collect autumn taxes from the people of Fenzhou."
"This, this--you idiot!"
Gu Zhengchen stood up and couldn't help but curse.
Damn it, the imperial court has exempted the common people from taxes and corvées, but you just stood up and said that there was some harvest this autumn, and the common people voluntarily paid taxes, so they should all be levied.
Are you bullying the people, or are you testing Lao Zhu's temper?
I have never seen the people take the initiative to pay taxes after the imperial court exempted them. This is after two years of drought. Who is willing to pay even if there is a small harvest? Even if there are a few ignorant fools, it is not ruled out that there is another purpose.
For example, Gu Zhengchen set a heavy tax of one in fifteen taxes on sugar sales, all in order to act as a lobbyist and persuade Lao Zhu to change the commercial tax policy.
What can you, a prefect, do if you cause such a thing?
To tax, to receive benefits!
You know, the two taxes and corvee were exempted, but the prefect's Yamen didn't even have the opportunity to kick the stems. It was eager to resume taxation and clearly told Lao Zhu:
I want to commit corruption, please give me a chance...
