He looks cold and cool, and a little arrogant.

Murong Xitian's face sank, even colder and terrifying than the ten thousand-year-old iceberg: "Don't let me repeat it twice. Also, when I go to inform him, I would like to remind him not to be like the previous few times, without any clues."

This is another clue. If you can't find anything, what's the use of raising these people? Xia Qingtian has made no progress. Even though things have reached the stage of shaking fog and seeing clouds, they have been walking around the maze in circles, so why can't they touch the most critical core?

"It's not troublesome to check it all over again." Xin Jiefeng took the drawing paper and rolled it up and stuffed it into his sleeves. "So I hate you officials and royal relatives the most in the political situation. Simple things have been complicated by you. If you want to know the answer, asking yourself is always better than asking others. No outsider knows his own affairs better than you."

After the words came, Xin Jiefeng disappeared without a trace again.

This... Xin Jiefeng's words touched Murong Xitian very much.

But, that person is Xia Ziluo, how could she tell the truth?

So, you still need to check it out and find it clear.

&&&&&&&

The second day of the Spring Dragon Festival, March 22nd of the Gregorian calendar.

Early in the morning, gray clouds pressed on the ground, moving and spreading over the sky. The wind circled rapidly in the sky, roaring shrillly, causing the whole capital to panic.

As soon as Xia Ziluo got out of the bed, he was so cold that he shrank back.

The weather has been getting warmer recently, and the braziers and stoves in the room have been put away one after another. I didn’t expect that the day will change. No wonder I was dressing randomly in February and March, and the climate change in early spring has indeed repeated.

"Princess, the stove is here." Xiuxiu and Chuchu were organizing.

Chuchu raised the stove and lit charcoal. Xiuxiu stuffed the handwarmer into Xia Ziluo's arms, and at the same time put the shoulders of the croaker, golden fur, Danfeng, and Chaoyang Cloud in her hand on her: "The sky has changed outside, and it is about to fall a snowstorm."

snowstorm?

Xia Ziluo hurriedly lifted the quilt and ran out of the room.

As soon as she looked up and saw the dark sky, she immediately called out terrible.

I have been with Murong Xitian for a long time recently and have learned a little about the court. In early spring, the south was full of drought, and the victims who stayed in the capital and rely on Xia Ziluo and other officials to help him were unable to return home and continue to stay in the capital for a while.

If a blizzard is coming at this time, it will be bad, and the places where the victims are given porridge are still simple tents, and they will easily be buried by the blizzard. At that time, it will be like the food for these victims to be cut off.

Without food and no place to block the wind and cold, these victims will definitely not be able to withstand such cruel weather!

"Chuchu!" Xia Ziluo turned around and returned to the house and hurriedly ordered, "Arrange people to go to the city gate immediately, and remove the porridge shop before the blizzard, and put away all the porridge pots to avoid being buried by the blizzard. At the same time, add more people and wait until the blizzard stops, set up a porridge shop and cloth porridge to provide disaster relief."

"Yes." Chuchu immediately went down to make arrangements.

Xia Ziluo called Xiuxiu over again and leaned in her ear and whispered: "Xiuxiu, go and prepare the carriage, I want to go out of the house. Also, remember to put a stove, a hand stove and other warmth on the carriage, and add some charcoal. If someone asks, you say I'm afraid of the cold and prepare more."

In addition to worrying about the victims, Xia Ziluo was also worried about Juqing. Juqing is from the south, and she decided to stay in the north because of her. He looks cold and cool, and a little arrogant.

Murong Xitian's face sank, even colder and terrifying than the ten thousand-year-old iceberg: "Don't let me repeat it twice. Also, when I go to inform him, I would like to remind him not to be like the previous few times, without any clues."

This is another clue. If you can't find anything, what's the use of raising these people? Xia Qingtian has made no progress. Even though things have reached the stage of shaking fog and seeing clouds, they have been walking around the maze in circles, so why can't they touch the most critical core?

"It's not troublesome to check it all over again." Xin Jiefeng took the drawing paper and rolled it up and stuffed it into his sleeves. "So I hate you officials and royal relatives the most in the political situation. Simple things have been complicated by you. If you want to know the answer, asking yourself is always better than asking others. No outsider knows his own affairs better than you."

After the words came, Xin Jiefeng disappeared without a trace again.

This... Xin Jiefeng's words touched Murong Xitian very much.

But, that person is Xia Ziluo, how could she tell the truth?

So, you still need to check it out and find it clear.

&&&&&&&

The second day of the Spring Dragon Festival, March 22nd of the Gregorian calendar.

Early in the morning, gray clouds pressed on the ground, moving and spreading over the sky. The wind circled rapidly in the sky, roaring shrillly, causing the whole capital to panic.

As soon as Xia Ziluo got out of the bed, he was so cold that he shrank back.

The weather has been getting warmer recently, and the braziers and stoves in the room have been put away one after another. I didn’t expect that the day will change. No wonder I was dressing randomly in February and March, and the climate change in early spring has indeed repeated.

"Princess, the stove is here." Xiuxiu and Chuchu were organizing.

Chuchu raised the stove and lit charcoal. Xiuxiu stuffed the handwarmer into Xia Ziluo's arms, and at the same time put the shoulders of the croaker, golden fur, Danfeng, and Chaoyang Cloud in her hand on her: "The sky has changed outside, and it is about to fall a snowstorm."

snowstorm?

Xia Ziluo hurriedly lifted the quilt and ran out of the room.

As soon as she looked up and saw the dark sky, she immediately called out terrible.

I have been with Murong Xitian for a long time recently and have learned a little about the court. In early spring, the south was full of drought, and the victims who stayed in the capital and rely on Xia Ziluo and other officials to help him were unable to return home and continue to stay in the capital for a while.

If a blizzard is coming at this time, it will be bad, and the places where the victims are given porridge are still simple tents, and they will easily be buried by the blizzard. At that time, it will be like the food for these victims to be cut off.

Without food and no place to block the wind and cold, these victims will definitely not be able to withstand such cruel weather!

"Chuchu!" Xia Ziluo turned around and returned to the house and hurriedly ordered, "Arrange people to go to the city gate immediately, and remove the porridge shop before the blizzard, and put away all the porridge pots to avoid being buried by the blizzard. At the same time, add more people and wait until the blizzard stops, set up a porridge shop and cloth porridge to provide disaster relief."

"Yes." Chuchu immediately went down to make arrangements.

Xia Ziluo called Xiuxiu over again and leaned in her ear and whispered: "Xiuxiu, go and prepare the carriage, I want to go out of the house. Also, remember to put a stove, a hand stove and other warmth on the carriage, and add some charcoal. If someone asks, you say I'm afraid of the cold and prepare more."
Chapter completed!