"Don't walk so fast, I want to get the heavenly book." Zhang Shixun lifted the door curtain and chased out. He must get the PDA today. There are two beauties waiting to see him from behind.
Wang Dong asked impatiently, "Can you be more annoying?"
"Wang Dong, why are you like this? We are the closest people in the world, don't you think?" Zhang Shixun put his arm around his shoulders and said affectionately, "Don't worry, I won't delay you and your brothers and sisters. I'll take my things and leave."
"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."
"Can ivory come out of your mouth?"
Wang Dong went straight to the backyard to get the PDA, and Zhang Shixun waited for him in the front yard.
He raised his head, letting the snowflakes fall on his face, and murmured, "Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest."
The snow is falling extremely heavily. It has been falling since New Year's Eve and there is no sign of stopping.
He forgot which book he had read about it, but there were dozens of recorded major snowstorms during the Song Dynasty.
During one year of the reign of Emperor Zhezong of Song Dynasty, it snowed every day in the Central Plains where the capital was located after winter began, and the snow continued until spring. As a result, many people froze to death, and there was no one to bury the bodies. The court issued an edict to provide disaster relief, and the government arranged for people to bury the bodies. Therefore, Emperor Zhezong of Song Dynasty canceled the Lantern Festival outings that year, and reported to the local people for comfort.
Another major snowstorm occurred a few years later during the Jing Kang period. The Jin army marched south to besiege the capital, and the snow fell particularly heavily.
Zhang Shixun paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, thinking to himself: In order to face the great catastrophe in the Jingkang Year, we must stockpile strategic materials, food, clothing, etc. in advance.
It is absolutely impossible without sufficient logistical support.
Zhao Ji is now becoming more and more wary of himself, and it is obviously not feasible to use him to make preparations by leveraging state power.
With the abilities of him and Wang Dong, it is obvious that they cannot store too many strategic materials. That is a national war.
"Zhang Shixun!"
Wang Dong's shout brought him back to reality from his thoughts.
"What are you thinking about? I called you several times but you didn't respond."
"I'm thinking about this awful weather."
"What's wrong with the weather?"
"Wang Dong, I seem to remember that the weather was not very good during the Jingkang Incident. There was heavy snow and howling winds, and many people froze to death."
Wang Dong was stunned and said, "That's true. In order to keep the people warm, Emperor Qinzong even opened Wansui Mountain to the public and allowed them to cut down trees... Why are we talking about this?"
"To be prepared for any disaster, should we store more cotton-padded clothes, quilts, and food over the next two years?"
"How much?"
"The more the better."
"It seems that you now have a sense of patriotism and concern for the country and the people." Wang Dong smiled playfully.
"There's a hint of sarcasm in your tone... What? You don't agree with my idea?"
"It's said that the population of the Northern Song Dynasty has reached about 100 million." Wang Dong handed him the PDA. "I advise you to think more about yourself and not think of yourself as a savior who can save the people from disaster."
"I have the idea, but I don't have the ability. Besides, that bastard Zhao Ji is already suspicious of me, and I'll be increasingly hesitant in my future actions... Old Wang, now that we know what's going to happen in the next two years, shouldn't we do something?"
"The Jingkang Incident is a perfect opportunity. Almost all the members of the imperial family have been captured by the Jin soldiers. We can take advantage of the situation and try to seize the throne for ourselves."
When talking about the emperor, Zhang Shixun felt very uncomfortable.
Emperor Zhao Ji was truly a hopeless person. Apart from his artistic talents, he was good for nothing else.
Even though he had been told of the extremely tragic ending in the future, he still went his own way and moved forward along the established track.
It seems that we need to increase the intensity and scare them even more severely.
Zhang Shixun stuffed his PDA into his sleeve and said with a smile, "Perhaps you have a point. Let me think about it. In any case, let's stick to the established policy, develop the technology tree, dig deep, and store up food."
"It's better to be prepared than to be caught off guard. I agree with that." Wang Dong nodded, then reminded: "You should be more careful with that Prince Yun. I always feel that there is something unsettling hidden behind his eyes."
"I know what's going on, don't worry... Go back to sleep, I'm leaving."
Wang Dong handed over a box and said, "Take this."
"What is it?" Zhang Shixun took it and weighed it. It was quite heavy.
“Mahjong!”
Zhang Shixun was a little surprised. "You still have the time to do this?"
"I asked two carpenters in the village to make this using ox bones and bamboo strips. It's very delicate and beautiful."
"What are you giving me this for?"
Wang Dong said meaningfully, "Since the old emperor is such a rotten piece of shit, let's just make him even rottener. Mahjong is a perfect tool for corruption."
Zhang Shixun was stunned for a moment, then he understood and pointed at him and said, "Wang Dong, you have become bad."
"I'm busy every day with construction, making glass, gunpowder, and brewing wine. I'm so busy, and yet I still have to find time to consider your needs... Zhang Shixun, you should thank me very much."
"That's right, that's right!" Zhang Shixun agreed happily.
"Well, then, stretch out your face?"
"What are you doing?" Zhang Shixun stretched his face forward without thinking.
Wang Dong slapped him hard with both hands and said, "This is the price you pay for hitting me."
Zhang Shixun covered his burning face and yelled, "You're too ruthless."
"Black ass! If Zaohuaer had hit you, your face would probably have turned into a monkey's butt... Ouch! How could I have forgotten about Zaohuaer? She's still kneeling on the washboard."
After Wang Dong finished speaking, he turned and ran towards the backyard, shouting to Li Shiyi as he ran, "Li Shiyi, drive this wicked guest away, close the door and go to sleep."
Zhang Shixun raised his middle finger at him, turned around and walked out the door.
Li Shiyi walked him to the door and did not forget to smooth things over for his master, "Sir, the owner of the manor is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, please don't take it to heart."
"Haha! We are cousins, there is nothing to worry about... Close the door, and I will find two people to guard the house for you in the future." After Zhang Shixun said this, he hurried back to his home.
Gao Liu was burning the fire wall with his butt sticking out.
Candles were lit in the rooms on both sides of the front yard.
In the west wing, Zhang Hu was singing at the top of his lungs, calling both "brother" and "sister" with bold lyrics and unrestrained tune.
Zhang Shixun secretly laughed. This Ox-nosed man looked very righteous when he was not drinking, but he became like two different people after drinking. It was obvious that he was not a true Taoist at heart.
Zhao Kai's voice came from the west wing: "Mr. Tongyuan, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed."
"Hey, Old... Third Brother, please stop being so serious, okay? This is the countryside, not the capital."
Zhang Shixun wanted to laugh when he heard this outside. He called the prince the third prince, saying that the guy was quite brave.
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