Chapter 68 The real disaster
Sanbao's tone paused, as if he was worried, but in the end he gritted his teeth and continued: "The real disaster is a hundred times worse than what you know about Your Highness."
"Take the Xishan Province, which was the worst flood, the area was suffering from the flooding of the Yellow River. All rivers were flooded and all fields were overturned. The fertile fields and crops that used to be fertile are now thousands of miles away, without any fireworks."
"The Nanhe Province next door is not much better. The flood flooded more than a thousand miles, and the hungry people reached 500,000 to 600,000. In order to survive the breath, the victims either dug Guanyin white mud to fill their hunger, or went up the mountain to dig grass roots and feed on the bark. When the victims passed, a mountain was eaten bark. Some people once said that the victims passed by the mountain and the mountain was one foot short, which means that those hungry victims could eat a mountain with bark. Without grass roots and bark, they would dig the mud to eat..."
Even the eunuch who was so feminine and selfish that the eunuch of Sanbao had a hint of indulgence on his face, he said tremblingly: "Now the disaster is getting worse and worse, and it is a helpless act among the people who change their children to eat. What's even more terrible is that in some places, many people will surround the victims who are about to die, and just wait for him to die and rush up to share them and eat..."
"Okay."
Li Chen interrupted Sanbao's words and he remained silent for a long time.
Li Chen didn't speak, and Sanbao didn't dare to say anything. Now he could feel that Li Chen's joy and anger was not revealed in his appearance. He was so majestic that he no longer dared to guess Li Chen's thoughts easily.
Being with the king is like a tiger...
Although Li Chen is not Jun, the Three Treasures can feel it in him that he is gradually transforming and preparing to that position.
After a long time.
Bang!
A tea cup was smashed to the ground.
Li Chen couldn't bear it and shouted angrily: "The victims are so miserable. Zhao Tailai, the son of Zhao Xuanji, can spend hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to build an attic. The Chinese civil and military ministers live a very luxurious life. They drink wine, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, singing, eating, singing, and singing almost every night. They don't eat meat minced meat every day, and they can't finish it. They pursue the best food, clothing and consumption, and the most expensive. Isn't this the smell of wine and meat in the rich family? "
The tea cup shattered, and the splashed fragments scratched Sanbao's cheeks. A bright red blood thread appeared, but he did not dare to wipe it. He lay deeply on the ground and said in panic: "Your Highness, please calm your anger."
"Stop the anger? How can this anger be stopped??"
Li Chen snorted coldly, glanced at Sanbao, waved his hand and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, and I will not vent my anger on you... Forget it, the ills in the court are difficult to recover, and the freezing of three feet is not a day. To solve it, we must use thunder to shock and kill a large number of people, and use blood to let them know they are afraid!"
Li Chen, who felt chest tightness and irritability, exhaled and walked out of Xizheng Palace to take some breath, but looked up but saw the night sky. He didn't know when heavy snow began to fall.
The goose-feather-like snowflakes floated down from the deep sky, as if they had no roots, landing on the ground, sucking away the last trace of heat in the daytime.
The cold wind blows, making people feel biting cold.
Behind him, Sanbao held a marten cloak and put it on Li Chen, and said carefully: "Your Highness, it's snowing, it's heavy in the middle of the night, please take care of yourself."
"I'm interested."
Li Chen tightened his cloak and felt much warmer. He suddenly said: "The disaster is already severe. Now heavy snow covers the four provinces, and today all have covered the capital. I wonder how many of those victims can survive this year's cold winter?"
Sanbao knelt down and said, "Your Highness is kind-hearted, and I will never be as good as my servants."
"Stop flattering."
Li Chen's eyes narrowed and he said slowly: "Go and call the champion Wang Su Zhenting to the East Palace. I have important matters to discuss with him."
Chapter completed!