Gu Nanxi sat in the car and gathered her clothes.

Lumei took out a thin quilt from the low cabinet, covered Gu Nanxi's knees with it, and muttered to herself.

"Bian Que An has repeatedly reminded me to take good care of my health and not to catch a cold."

Gu Nanxi's fingertips felt cold, and she reached into the thin blanket, smiling bitterly, "Time is merciless. This time last year, I could still run around in a thin coat. This year, I feel cold wearing the same clothes."

When Lumei heard Gu Nanxi say it was cold, she quickly lit the charcoal basin.

Worried that the smoke from the charcoal basin would choke Gu Nanxi, Lumei put the charcoal basin outside the car and brought it in when the smoke was gone.

Seeing Gu Nanxi's rosy face, Lu Mei smiled and said, "It's not because of my health, it's just that this year is indeed colder than in previous years. When the Spring Festival comes, we have to set off more fireworks to get rid of the evil spirits. I don't know which god has been angered this year, droughts and floods have occurred one after another, and the winter is colder than in previous years."

Lu Mei sighed slightly, "We are fine, the disaster is not serious. I heard from the caravan in Nanjun that the disaster in the south is serious, and it is not peaceful along the way. If they encounter a cold winter, I am afraid they will have a hard time this winter."

With the charcoal basin, the carriage was very warm.

Gu Nanxi was drowsy, but when he heard Lumei's words, he was startled and instantly woke up.

The climate is so abnormal, could it be a mini ice age?!

Gu Nanxi's expression was solemn. If it was really a mini ice age, they had to make plans early!

This is not a matter of just one or two years. The Little Ice Age can last as short as a few decades or as long as hundreds of years.

Gu Nanxi wiped her face, feeling uneasy. After all, she was the protagonist of a book, so she couldn’t be so unlucky, right?

Just when you are about to make great plans, you encounter a mini ice age?

Gu Nanxi was heavy-hearted. After returning to Hezhong Prefecture, she presided over the open recruitment while sending people to inquire about Kyoto's reaction and the disaster situation in the south.

In Kyoto, the publication of Yunzhou Weekly brought a rare moment of calm and peace.

In the teahouse and tavern, the storyteller only picked out the fiction section of Yunzhou Weekly and did not mention a word about Yunzhou's new policies.

Even the most curious guests would keep their mouths shut at this moment and ignore the three huge words "Political Affairs Hall" on the Yunzhou Weekly.

The palace was not as peaceful as the streets.

The young emperor had smashed five vases, kicked over three incense burners, and scolded away six concubines.

The Empress Dowager, the Empress, and Concubine Tong, the three biggest figures in the harem, all stayed indoors for fear of bringing bad luck to the Emperor.

Three imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau stood guard at the palace entrance, with beads of sweat the size of beans appearing on their foreheads.

Although the official is young, his health has not been very good since his last serious illness. He should avoid being anxious or angry.

However, every issue of Yunzhou Weekly contained new news, which made the officials furious.

This episode is even more terrible, it's like dancing on the heads of officials.

If the emperor's physical condition was not known only to the three of them, and if they did not believe that the three of them would never leak the news to the outside, the imperial doctors would really doubt whether Duke Yun did it on purpose.

Deliberately trying to piss off the official!

"well."

"Alas. Alas!"

The imperial doctors all sighed and didn't dare to advise him. They could only prescribe some more medicines to soothe the liver and reduce fire.

"well--"

The sound is not right.

The imperial doctors looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the six ministers, Lord Li, and Grand Tutor Tong had arrived at the palace gate at some point.

They stood at the bottom of the stairs, unable to move forward.

"Han Zhang, you are the official's father-in-law after all, please go first!" Lord Li coughed and looked half dead.

Master Tong frowned, and the wrinkles on his forehead were so thick that they could almost pinch a fly to death.

Ever since the Grand Tutor's wife went to Jiangnan, Grand Tutor Tong's expression has become more and more serious day by day, and no one has seen him smile for many days.

Master Tong said sternly, "If I go first, it will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire."

The emperor's anger almost burned down the entire palace. If more fuel was added, the entire Kyoto would probably be burned down.

Li Ge Lao cast his eyes towards the Minister of Revenue: "You go first."

The Minister of Revenue's back suddenly hunched over.

What a sin! They don't give him a chance to live! Can his little body bear it?

When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

The Minister of Revenue took three steps at a time and finally slowly reached the palace entrance. He said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, I have something important to report!"

After a long while, a deep male voice sounded in the hall: "Come in."

The shop was littered with broken porcelain pieces. The palace servants quickly picked up the large pieces, and everyone finally had a place to stay.

The young emperor's clothes were slightly open and he was leaning back in his chair carelessly, looking down from above. His eyes were bloodshot and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile.

"What? Do you want me to be tolerant this time? The Political Affairs Hall has six ministries and the Privy Council. Haha! What a small northern court! Gu Nanxi is so shameless. She is trampling on my face!"

"I knew she had evil intentions, and now she can no longer hide them!"

The young emperor stood up suddenly, put his hands on the table, leaned out his upper body, swept everyone with a wolf-like gaze, and spoke in a cold and sinister voice.

"Do you dare to quell the rebellion for me?!"

The Minister of War was the first to lower his head, not daring to look the young emperor in the eye.

I heard that Duke Yun has returned to Hezhong Prefecture from Yunzhou. She didn't even stay in Yunzhou until the holiday. She went south after the meeting. She must be on guard against the imperial court.

The young emperor sneered: "Waste."

Elder Li knew what the emperor was worried about, and comforted him, "Duke Yun's matter is not urgent. No matter what she did, she still didn't dare to claim the throne. She is deliberately trying to provoke you. Don't fall into her trap."

The young emperor had a gloomy face and said nothing.

Master Tong couldn't stand the way Lord Li coaxed the child, so he got to the point directly.

"The latest news is that the temperature has dropped rapidly in recent days. Poyang Lake has frozen over, and Qiongzhou Island has rarely frozen over. Plague has broken out in Nanjun. Bandits from Jinghu North Road have come ashore to rob people, and as many as a hundred households have been affected."

"The Imperial Astronomical Observatory predicts that this year will be a cold winter."

In fact, after the flood disaster in the south, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory predicted that this winter would be colder than in previous years.

But no one expected it to be so cold, so cold that even Poyang Lake was frozen.

Anyway, that's the situation.

During flood disasters, the imperial court was slow in providing relief, resulting in even worse damage.

I had originally thought that I could rest and recuperate during the winter and wait until next year’s spring plowing season, and the situation would get better, but I didn’t expect this winter to be so difficult!

These are the people, and these are the foods.

Whether these people and food are used for disaster relief or for open war with the Yun Kingdom depends on the emperor's own choice.

Master Tong simply stated the reality of the situation and did not give any suggestions.

The young emperor first carefully looked at the expressions of the crowd to make sure that the news was not fooling him.

He frowned and paced back and forth.

Gu Nanxi was obviously boiling a frog in warm water, testing her bottom line step by step.

If I don't beat her back this time, I believe she will dare to claim the throne soon!

As for the disaster, it is just ice and no people or livestock have been affected so far.

Besides, there are more than a thousand Changping warehouses in the Great Zhou! Enough to deal with various disasters.

The young emperor's brows relaxed and he made up his mind! (End of this chapter)