Feng Yong naturally didn't know that because of his intrusion, Deng Ai's life trajectory, which he had always missed, had changed.
It entered Sima Yi's eyes earlier than the original history.
But even if he knew it, he was in no mood to care about it at this time.
Because right now, Liangzhou has more serious things waiting for him to deal with.
It had just entered December, and Liangzhou was covered by a sudden blizzard.
It snowed all day and all night starting yesterday morning, and it didn't stop until this morning.
As soon as I stepped down, the thick snow reached up to my ankles and almost reached my calves.
In Feng Yong's memory of his previous life, such blizzards should only occur in the Western Region and the north of Youzhou.
Unexpectedly, Liangzhou in this era would encounter such a blizzard.
"I heard from the old man that this is the heavy snow that Liangzhou has not seen in decades."
Zhang Xingyi took the folder and reported to Feng Yong with a worried face, "Several houses in the city have been collapsed by snow."
"The snow has just stopped now. If it comes in the afternoon, I'm afraid there will be more reports."
Feng Yong stood in the vestibule a little irritably, looking at the gloomy sky: "How can this be heavy snow? This is simply a blizzard!"
As he spoke, he kicked the snow on the ground, raising a cloud of snow mist.
Looking around, the roof and the ground are all white, covered in silver, and the earth seems to be covered with a thick layer of cotton.
All the branches of the trees in the courtyard are covered with fluffy snowflakes, and the exquisite ice crystals are like finely carved white jade carvings, Qionghua Yushu, nothing more than that.
This beautiful scenery looked beautiful, but Feng Yong was not in the mood to appreciate it at all.
If possible, he would rather not have such beautiful scenery, because this rare beauty is actually a white disaster that will freeze the people to death.
"Have you contacted the military camp outside the city?"
Guan Ji, who was standing behind him, agreed: "The envoy has been sent, but there has been no response yet."
Oh shit!
Feng Yong cursed: "What a thief!"
The snow won't fall sooner or later, but it happened to fall when he became the governor. It was simply a deliberate attempt to harm others!
"It's so difficult to contact even the military camps outside the city, let alone other counties..."
Feng Yongyue said, the more he frowned.
As the county seat of Liangzhou, the houses in Zanggu City can't even stand it. What's the situation in other more remote places? Do you have to guess?
However, this heavy snow has interrupted the communication between the counties.
Even if the news cannot be transmitted, what to do with the later relief supplies is even more of a problem.
If one is not good, too many people will die, and another plague will be fatal.
When Governor Feng thought of this, his face became even more livid, and he couldn't help but point at God and curse.
Everyone in the Governor's Mansion had strange expressions on their faces, as if they wanted to persuade but didn't dare.
At this moment, the sound of running broke the awkwardness.
Zhang Yuan led several students from the school and ran in panting:
"Reporting to the Chief of the Mountain, General Zhao, General Liu and General Shi have entered the city!"
"Have them come to see me immediately!"
If Liangzhou has already completed control of the grassroots like the original Qiang Protector's Office, then Feng Yong doesn't have to worry so much at all.
Even if the contact with the Xiaowei Mansion is temporarily interrupted, the grassroots will actively organize self-rescue and find ways to restore contact with the Xiaowei Mansion as soon as possible.
But now in Liangzhou, officials in some places have not even had time to complete adjustments and are in a period of chaos.
Therefore, at this time, the only troops in Feng Yong's hands that could respond quickly and mobilized were the troops directly under the governor's office.
"Brother!"
Zhao Guang was the most impatient, and the voice had already reached him before the person arrived.
The three of them were wrapped up tightly and walked quickly through the snow.
"How is the camp now? Has the camp collapsed?"
When Zhao Guang heard this, he quickly shook his head: "Brother, don't worry, there is nothing wrong with the camp."
Feng Yong nodded.
The construction quality of the engineering camp is still trustworthy.
As long as nothing happens in the military, the foundation for maintaining stability will still be there...
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw Zhao Guang's eyes flickering, and King Feng Gui's heart skipped a beat!
As the elder brother of Zhao Erha, Feng Guiwang knows this Erha best.
It is no exaggeration to say that as soon as Zhao Guang kicked his butt, Feng Yong knew what he was going to do.
King Feng Gui's expression suddenly turned gloomy, just like the gloomy weather.
Zhao Guang had a bald mouth and stuttered:
"Brother...brother, the weather has changed so quickly, so many people in the camp have contracted the cold in the past two days..."
"Fuck you!"
When Feng Yong heard this, he became furious and flew over with his kick, causing Zhao Guang to stagger back a few steps.
It hurts but not painful, after all, I wear thick clothes in winter.
It was Governor Feng's cannibalistic gaze that made Zhao Guang, Liu Hunshibao and others dare not look at each other.
Feng Yong gritted his teeth.
No wonder he had such a big reaction.
Feng Junhou has some of the best soldiers in the world under his command.
They are all piled up with money and food, so the logistics support is also the best in the world.
Warm things such as large stoves and small stoves, down jackets and sweaters in the camp are always a priority.
When it comes to keeping warm, the old rich man’s home may not be as good as the army.
In addition, the winter combat training has lasted for more than three years, and the matters that should be paid attention to have been written into military orders.
After all, the wind and cold in this era are basically life-threatening.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Guang now actually said that cold was prevalent in the army!
It would be really stupid if it really turned into a deadly epidemic!
"Why did you catch the cold?"
Feng Yong asked word for word, his face as dark as water.
"Brother...back to the king, there are too many new soldiers in the army who are not familiar with military orders, and there are not many old soldiers who are familiar with military orders, so it is inevitable that there will be omissions..."
Zhao Guang did not dare to call him brother, so he called Junhou in a polite manner and answered in a nagging voice.
In the battle of Xiaoguan, the loss of Xiaowei Mansion was too great.
In addition, although Zhang Yi and Jufu were transferred to other places, this was not a bad thing, but a good thing.
Because they are a real Xinghan Hui clan, their appointment as prefects is considered an expansion of the Xinghan Hui.
Therefore, Feng Yong naturally could not be too mean to his old subordinates, and gave each of them some staff and two to three hundred grassroots veterans in the army.
With these manpower, they can quickly establish themselves in their new location.
In the long run, this will be beneficial to the Xinghan Association, but in the short term, Feng Yong's human resources have reached a historical low.
So what Zhao Guang said is indeed a problem we are currently facing.
"There are rules in the army! It's a big taboo not to follow orders. Is there too many new soldiers a reason to catch the cold?"
The army has its own set of military orders to prevent wind and cold. Even the team leaders and deputy leaders who take turns at night must check the sleep status of each soldier under their command to prevent them from freezing at night.
Therefore, when there is an epidemic of cold, one is the lack of understanding among the recruits, and the other is the dereliction of duty by the squadron leaders and others.
"Then what do I want you to do? Huh?"
"What are military orders for? Huh?"
"Why does this never happen when Zhang Yiju is here?"
"What a waste! I leave the soldiers in your hands, and this is how you lead my troops?"
"You can't tell Zao, I'll just replace him!"
…
King Feng Gui was furious and stretched out his fingers to poke, almost hitting the faces of the three of them, foaming at the mouth.
The resentment accumulated this morning suddenly burst out at this moment.
Zhang Xingyi gently pulled Guan Ji's sleeve.
Guan Ji glanced at her, nodded slightly, and then lightly kicked Ghost King Feng in the back.
King Feng Gui had to swallow back half of his curse words, and finally shouted:
"Zhang Yuan!"
"exist!"
Zhang Yuan was excited and stood up quickly.
"Check! Take the people from the staff department and check the military discipline for me! Start from the team leader and go up to find out who has not obeyed the military orders during this period! Write a report on the inspection results to me later!"
"promise!"
"You guys, after you get down, immediately separate the people who are infected with the cold. I will send Fan Qi to personally lead the people to the army."
Feng Yong looked at Zhao Guang and the others coldly and said.
The three of them responded quickly.
"Also, let the soldiers who have not yet caught the cold open the main streets of Zanggu City."
In this case, restoring connections within the city is the first priority.
Only by opening up the main streets can we know what the situation in each neighborhood is like.
Once the city returns to normal, the secretariat will handle the rest.
Zhao Guang and the other three came and left in a hurry.
Zhang Yuan led the staff to clean up military discipline in the army.
Zhang Xingyi is going back to the secretariat to make preparations.
Everyone dispersed at once.
Only Guan Ji followed Feng Yong and suggested softly:
"Alang, the situation is urgent now, why not let me go to the army to take charge of the overall situation..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Yong jumped up:
"Don't mess around! Look at your belly now! If you're not worried about yourself, I'm worried about the child in your belly!"
It's hard to tell because of the thick clothes in winter, and Guan Ji's figure is still in good shape, so it's hard to tell now.
But is that Fenghan thing a joke?
Guan Ji was really infected, and Feng Yong could not possibly be so angry that he would kill someone on the spot.
"You just stay in the house with Shuangshuang and Ah Chong, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"
Feng Junhou said with a bluster.
In a rare moment, he was tough on the tiger girl.
Shuangshuang, who had been hiding behind the door and peeking here, saw that the adult had finished handling the matter, and then heard the adult mention his name.
Unable to hold back at that moment, he hurriedly ran out from behind the door: "Sir!"
Ah Chong also appeared, the two of them were like two little fat penguins.
Both of them were anxious, so instead of walking through the corridor, they walked directly through the courtyard, stumbling and crawling in the snow.
Ah Chong stood behind him, hesitated for a moment, and finally followed down, following his sister's footsteps.
But the snow was too thick. He took two steps and fell to the snow with a thud.
When Feng Guiwang saw this scene, he sucked in the air-conditioning and jumped to his feet:
"My little ancestor, why are you still playing in the snow when it's so cold?"
Not daring to neglect at the moment, he quickly ran over and picked one up in one hand.
They both giggled, clenched their little hands tightly, and then opened them again. The snow in their hands was squeezed into a small snow ball.
Seeing her like this, Feng Yong's original resentment had already flown away.
When passing under a tree, give it a kick!
With a sound of "sand", the snow on the tree suddenly fell down, and the big one and the two little ones immediately turned into snowmen.
Both of them were startled at first, then giggled, then waved their little hands vigorously and screamed, obviously very excited.
Although Ah Chong was not that excited, he was still so happy that he laughed along with his sister.
Guan Ji looked at the scene in front of her with a happy smile on her face.
With the highly organized army taking action, with the Governor's Mansion as the center, the main road in Zanggu City was quickly opened.
Zhang Xingyi had already made a plan and began to arrange for grassroots officials to clean up the snow in each lane while sending people to collect the damage in the city.
Just after the connection between inside and outside the city was established, Zhou Lu, the livestock officer of Liangzhou Governor's Office, hurried into the city and found Feng Yong:
"Junhou, it's not good. A large area of the livestock shed in the pasture collapsed. Many cattle, sheep, horses and mules were killed and injured."
When Feng Yong heard this, his heart sank.
The livestock sheds are even more fragile than the houses of the people. The houses of the people have collapsed, let alone the livestock sheds.
"Have you calculated the exact number of casualties?"
Although he had just returned from outside the city, Zhou Lu still wiped the sweat from his forehead:
"When the official came over, nearly a hundred mules had been injured and thirteen were crushed to death."
Having said this, Zhou Lu showed a look of extreme pain on his face, "The most important thing is that twenty stallions in the pasture were crushed to death..."
Did I have bad luck this year?
Feng Yong took a breath of cold air.
Whether it was mules, sheep, or even cows, Feng Yong actually didn't care at all if a hundred or two hundred of them were injured.
Anyway, rich and powerful.
But twenty of the stallions in the pasture suddenly disappeared, which was like digging a piece of meat into his heart.
Over the years, Feng Yong himself was reluctant to ride the fine stallions he had collected, and put them all to Caocheng as stallions.
"Junhou, this is still a small matter." Zhou Luo said with worry on his face, "Wuwei Pasture has not been built yet. Now if the weather comes again, the livestock behind will be frozen and sick, then it will be a big deal."
Damn it!
I actually forgot about this.
Feng Yong made a "tsk" sound, and suddenly found some pain in his mouth. He licked it with his tongue. It turned out that he was suffering from internal heat and oral ulcers.
“What is the main problem on the pasture now?”
“There’s just not enough people, especially people who are familiar with livestock.”
Where can I find so many people familiar with livestock for you?
Feng Yong only felt a little pain at the root of his teeth.
"There is chaos in the city and outside the city. Where are the extra manpower? Let alone the manpower familiar with livestock."
Feng Yong shook his head, "When the time comes, I will find a way to send you a group of people, and you can figure out the rest for the time being."
Zhou Lu came all the way, and from what he saw on the road, he naturally knew that what the mountain chief said was the truth, so he had no choice but to accept it.
"By the way, bring one dead sheep and one mule each."
Feng Yong suddenly gave another order from behind.
If you are not sure about the military affairs, ask the main wife. If you are not sure about political affairs, ask the mistress.
Feng Junhou sent Zhou Lu away, then turned around and went to the secretariat.
The Secretariat is now the busiest time in the governor's office.
While eating, I heard Zhang Xingyi complain that it had only been two days and the threshold had been broken several times by people coming in and out.
After waving his hands and letting those who wanted to salute busy themselves, Feng Yong stepped in and saw that the living room was almost full of people standing or sitting.
A few secretaries holding documents even started running.
The largest duty room is where Secretary Zhang works.
It is much quieter here than outside. There are several secretaries holding documents and standing in line quietly, waiting for Secretary Zhang to give the final decision.
Secretary Zhang lowered his head, looking through the disaster information sent from various places, writing and marking on the documents, or making arrangements verbally.
Feng Yong saw this scene, thought about it, and decided to forget it.
It wasn't until dinner that Zhang Xingyi suddenly asked:
"Brother, I'm going to the secretariat today. Is there something wrong?"
"Ah? Did you know I went?"
How do you know I've been there even though I didn't even look up?
With this thought in mind, he said, "Oh, there is indeed something wrong."
Then he told what Zhou Lu had reported.
Zhang Xingyi rolled her eyes at Feng Yong, "What's so difficult about such a simple thing?"
Feng Yong was shocked: "Where did you get the manpower?"
Zhang Xingyi made a sound, "Liangzhou is still worried that it can't find people who are familiar with livestock?"
She nodded with her chopsticks, "Some news came from outside the city today. Our own pastures are pretty good, but the barbarians are miserable."
"If we don't reach out, it's certain that some small tribes will not survive the winter this year."
Hu people?
Huh?
Yes, I didn't think of this level.
"The Hu tribe also needs relief now. When the time comes, they can be allowed to help on the pastures, support themselves, and work for the pastures. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"
Seeing the dark circles under Zhang Xingyi's eyes, Feng Yong knew that she must be busy with government affairs and hadn't slept well in the past two days, so he picked up a piece of ribs:
"In my opinion, this is a difficult problem to solve, but I didn't expect that in Siniang's eyes, it is an easy task. Come on, Siniang, have a piece of pork ribs. This is what I specially ordered the cook to make."
Zhang Xingyi glanced at Feng Yong unconsciously and started chewing.
Guan Ji suddenly coughed lightly.
Feng Junhou subconsciously picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and put it into Guan Ji's bowl:
"This is what you like to eat, Xijun. I specially cooked it myself."
Guan Ji picked it up slowly, chewed it in one bite, and then continued:
"Alang, everything in the city has been arranged. Do you think we should send some soldiers to the counties just in case?"
The four counties in Liangzhou are all new chief officials. Their authority has not yet been established and their foundation is not stable. In the face of natural disasters, it is not ruled out that some people will take risks.
Feng Yong nodded: "That's exactly what it should be. It's also time for the army sergeants to strengthen their winter training."
December of the ninth year of Jianxing was not a good day for the Han Dynasty, at least for Liangzhou.
But Sun Quan felt that life was good, so on the 29th, he announced the change of the reign to Jiahe.
Jiahe is born in the grass and has different ears from the grass.
If the five grains are long and the king is virtuous, then the two seedlings will be beautiful together.
It is obvious that Sun Quan changed this title because he wanted to become a virtuous king.
It’s just that the big man didn’t mess with God, so he was slapped.
Not to mention that Sun Quan's tone was too loud, or he felt that his virtue was not worthy of his position.
Therefore, in the first month after Wu State officially changed its Yuan Dynasty, a curse was placed on Sun Quan.
At the beginning of spring in the tenth year of Jianxing, that is, in January of the first year of Jiahe in the state of Wu, Sun Liu, the second prince of the state of Wu and the second son of Sun Quan, died of illness in half of the fiefdom.
Sun Lu was only twenty years old when he died and had no heirs, so his bloodline was cut off and his fiefdom was eliminated.
