Master Liu of Sinong Temple is a man in his forties. In ancient times, he was considered to be in his prime and had a brilliant official career.
Mr. Liu saluted directly after entering. After speaking, he looked at Fang Xuanling: "Is the Prime Minister here too?"
Fang Xuanling said: "Master Liu, you came to see His Majesty. Is there something wrong with the firewood?"
"The real estate minister really hits the mark."
Mr. Liu was also sitting by the fire, and then he raised his hands and said to Li Shimin: "Your Majesty, the cold this winter is unprecedented. Today, the Gou Shield Department did an inventory and reported the data to me. Currently, the Gou Shield Department stores There are only 590,000 pieces of broken wood left. Previously, Chang'an needed about 960,000 pieces of broken wood every year. We usually use mugwort firewood to replace the shortfall. But this year, the shortfall is so big that I'm afraid"
Mr. Liu opened his mouth, but did not finish speaking, but there was no need to say the rest of the words. I am afraid that this gap will be difficult to make up this year.
Li Shimin frowned. He really didn't expect that when winter came, the most serious trouble would come so quickly.
"Without firewood, it will be troublesome. Even the palace and the homes of the royal aristocrats cannot meet the heating requirements in winter."
For this kind of thing, Li Shimin only felt a little troublesome. When it came to fighting, he had many ideas. After all, Li Shimin was the most powerful among the famous generals of the Tang Dynasty, and his record was brilliant. But when it came to winter energy, He really couldn't help it.
He can¡¯t conjure firewood.
Mr. Liu said: "Your Majesty, judging from this trend, this winter's snow will probably not end for a while. We must find a solution to the problem of insufficient firewood, and not only the palace, but also the people of Chang'an City , if the heating can¡¯t keep up, then this year I¡¯m afraid¡ª¡ª¡±
Mr. Liu hesitated again, and Li Shimin said without changing his expression: "Say."
"The bones will freeze to death for many years. According to estimates, it may even double!"
Master Liu gritted his teeth and said it directly.
Li Shimin was silent. Every winter was a barrier to the common people. At least tens of thousands of people died in the entire Tang Dynasty, but at worst, hundreds of thousands of people froze to death directly. With lack of food and clothing, thousands of people could freeze to death every day!
Li Shimin said in a deep voice: "In that case, then demolish the palace and use it as firewood."
Lord Liu smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, we haven't reached that point yet. We can think of a solution first."
Fang Xuanling asked: "By the way, is there still charcoal for sale in Chang'an City? If so, you can buy it first."
"Fang Xiang, you don't know this again. The price of charcoal these days has already become astronomical!"
"This heavy snow has lasted for too long. Some businessmen in Chang'an City have already been buying charcoal on a large scale. Some people have hoarded a lot of charcoal. If this continues, as long as this heavy snow continues, the price of charcoal will even be comparable to gold. At that time, it will be hard to find a charcoal.¡±
Li Shimin¡¯s face immediately darkened: ¡°That¡¯s good, let¡¯s ask Dali Temple to check and see which merchants there are.¡±
In the room, there was only the sound of crackling charcoal again. The three of them, the monarch and his ministers, sat here, somewhat speechless.
Sometimes national affairs are such a headache.
Queen Changsun, who was standing aside to avoid suspicion, stopped talking when she saw the three of them, and couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, why don't we talk about state affairs for now, why don't we go for a walk, I miss Changle."
When he talked about Changle, Li Shimin immediately became energetic: "By the way, why did I forget Mr. Zhao?"
"Xuanling, do you think Mr. Zhao can do something about the charcoal?"
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Fang Xuanling hesitated: "Maybe?"
Mr. Liu said: "Your Majesty, even if the consort is extremely talented, he can't produce so much firewood at one time, right? The firewood needs to be cut and transported when the mountains and forests are growing well. Now it's snowy in winter. How to get into the mountain?¡±
Li Shimin laughed loudly: "Master Liu, I have full confidence in Mr. Zhao."
Fang Xuanling also smiled: "Actually, I think this is unlikely, but he is Mr. Zhao, so it is possible. Mr. Liu, let's go together."
"Let's go out of the palace!"
Li Shimin¡¯s depressed mood was swept away, and he even felt a little expectant and excited.
Zhao Chen has turned decay into magic and the impossible into possibility many times before. Can he do it this time?
Li Shimin feels that Zhao Chen can and trusts Zhao Chen. This has basically become a kind of trust!
Soon, several carriages were arranged and headed out of the palace under the heavy snow.
The palace gate opened, and the bustling Chang'an Street was now silent. Li Shimin opened the curtains and saw that everything was covered by heavy snow. Those houses were covered with thick snow, and few people walked around outside. They were all huddled in their rooms to keep warm.
Closing the curtain, Li Shimin closed his eyes: "Mr. Guanyin, I don't know why I trust Mr. Zhao so much."
Queen Changsun smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you know the reason."
"Yes, I know. Mr. Zhao told me at that time that by then the people of the Tang Dynasty would not freeze to death or starve to death. They would have enough food and clothing, and live with dignity."
Queen Changsun gently held Li Shimin's hand: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Mr. Zhao will definitely find a way."
The carriage moved very slowly, the road was covered with snow, and the horse's mane and back were all covered in snow. The horses that were originally brown were almost white.
Li Shimin opened his eyes again, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhao will definitely find a way, Mr. Zhao is a man of heaven!"
Finally, the carriage arrived in front of the Zhao Manor. In front of the security booth, the security guard inside pulled something like a lever, and the carriage rails that were originally horizontal were lifted up.
The horses passed slowly, but Li Shimin's carriage stopped halfway. He leaned out of the curtain and looked at the servant in the security booth, and couldn't help but be curious: "Aren't you cold?"
The servant chuckled and shook his head: "It's not cold."
Li Shimin then noticed that there was a cylindrical iron-like object placed at the foot of the servant, and something was burning inside. The servant's face was also red, showing signs of warmth, but he was cold.
Li Shimin felt a little more at ease and let the carriage continue inside. When the carriage entered the Zhao Manor, Li Shimin realized that this place was a completely different scene compared to Chang'an City.
Many children were wearing helmets and gloves outside. They grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into balls, and had a snowball fight outside.
Some children also built snowmen directly, with large and small snowballs piled together. They also got a carrot from somewhere and inserted it into the small snowball to serve as a nose.
"Great."
The children laughed, and the door to the room next to them opened, and the woman rushed out, shouting: "What are you doing outside, why don't you go inside?"
Further ahead, Li Shimin also saw a raised pillar that was steaming in the houses along the way, and in those houses, Chongchong fire could be seen.
"Compared with the silent snowy world of Chang'an City, Zhao Manor is more like a place with fireworks and human atmosphere.
Queen Changsun¡¯s beautiful eyes were filled with surprise: ¡°Your Majesty, they don¡¯t seem to be too afraid of the cold?¡±
Li Shimin was both shocked and his eyes were shining: If the Zhao Manor is like this, then Mr. Zhao must have something to do! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com