Chapter 512: Snow Disaster

Gu Qingquan couldn't understand the little stars in Si Linglong's eyes. He used his arm to help Si Linglong stand up again, and then asked, "Where are you going?"

In a hurry.

"Go...to Xuanzheng Hall." Si Linglong said the last three words with some hesitation. After all, her sister Quan was upright and honest, and she disliked those who had nothing better to do but disturb the emperor from handling state affairs.

Sure enough, when he heard her mention Xuanzheng Hall, Gu Qingquan frowned slightly.

Si Linglong hadn't seen her sister Quan for several days. When she saw her frown, she was frightened. Just as she was about to explain, she heard Gu Qingquan say,

"Have you also heard about the snow disaster in Chuanlin?"

Si Linglong was about to explain that she was not going to bother Helian Yue, but when she heard this, she was a little slow to react, "Oh, yes, Chuan Lin."

【A snow disaster in Sichuan? ! 】

"Is it serious?"

Gu Qingquan nodded slightly, "According to the news just sent back, the emperor should be summoning all the ministers to discuss disaster relief measures."

What we need for disaster relief is money.

The previous emperor loved extravagance and the national treasury was not rich. When it came to Helian Yue's reign, he first issued a general amnesty, then punished corruption and reopened river transportation. Until today, the situation has only just eased a little.

Si Linglong was not as clear about the situation of the national treasury as Gu Qingquan, but she also knew that whenever a natural disaster was involved, it would be a serious matter.

In modern times, people are exhausted when faced with natural disasters, let alone in ancient times.

Si Linglong suddenly forgot about her suspicion of the mermaid and directly took Gu Qingquan to her Yuxiu Palace, wanting to hear her say more about the snow disaster.

Seeing that she cared so much, Gu Qingquan didn't care about the sour words that women shouldn't interfere, and told her everything about Yu Chuanlin that Duke Zhongyong had sent into the palace.

This winter is obviously colder than in previous years. Not to mention the distant Yutai Mountain where Empress Dowager Sheng is located, although it has snowed in previous years, there has never been a situation where the roads are blocked by heavy snow.

At that time Helian Yue ordered officials from all places to pay attention to the snow situation and report any situation in time. However, the Governor of Chuanlin secretly disobeyed the order and thought it was the same as in previous years when the heavy snow first started. It was not until too many people and livestock were frozen to death in the snowstorm and refugees began to emerge in various places that he could no longer hide the truth.

Si Linglong knew what kind of hell on earth that was just by imagining it, and she was afraid that A Yue was angry at the moment.

Si Linglong knew how limited human power was in the face of natural disasters, but even so, she still hoped to help those people as much as possible.

She thought for a moment and motioned to Gu Qingquan, "Sister Quan, wait for me here for a while."

After saying that, he stood up and took Qinglu to the bedroom in the back. Not long after, he brought in some winter fur coats.

They were all the ones she wore when she went out this time, but both the workmanship and the materials were of top quality.

Then Si Linglong took out a stack of banknotes and slapped them on the table.

Gu Qingquan vaguely guessed what she was going to do. It was not without the palace raising donations for disaster relief over the years. Gu Qingquan was very impressed that Si Linglong was able to make such a decision immediately after hearing about the snow disaster in Chuanlin.

However, disaster relief does not work this way.

"I know you have good intentions, but if it's just you, these are just a drop in the bucket, not to mention..."

Gu Qingquan glanced at her exquisite winter fur coats and said frankly, "Even if you donate all your old clothes, it won't ensure that everyone can be kept warm."

Luxury goods are worthless in the face of disaster.

Si Linglong didn't feel angry when she heard what Gu Qingquan said. She just said, "This is not donated to the disaster victims. This is my auction item."

Gu Qingquan was stunned. "Auction item?"

Si Linglong nodded, "Yes. If we want to save the disaster, we can't just rely on my limited resources. We need to find a way to collect money from the masses."

Si Linglong said seriously, "I am not good at disaster relief and rescue. How to formulate disaster relief strategies, how to comfort disaster victims, how to prevent disaster victim riots, how to ensure that disaster relief funds and materials can be smoothly delivered to disaster victims, how to prevent corruption in the middle, and how to ensure that disaster victims are properly resettled after the disaster. I don't understand these things, and they are not something I can do.

The only thing I can do, and can do, is to raise funds for the disaster.”

It was rare for Si Linglong to speak so seriously, especially when she said such words. Gu Qingquan could not help but be shocked.

After all, before this, in her eyes, Si Linglong had always been a little coquettish, a little clingy, and a little spoiled, the emperor's favorite concubine, a benefactor entrusted to her by her father, a...sister.

But the girl in front of me has a clear and bold air.

More importantly, just from hearing her casually list all the possible situations that might arise during disaster relief, it doesn't sound like she doesn't understand.

At least I understand it better than her.

After all, the first thing she thought of when she heard the news was——

I request permission to personally kill the Governor of Chuanlin. I guarantee that his head will be torn into pieces with one strike of the sword.