Hall of Qinzheng.

"Apart from the urban area of ​​Beijing, the surrounding prefectures and counties may also be seriously affected. It is not just about food, but about houses being covered by heavy snow, so the victims have nowhere to live. In the end, it may not be about starving to death, but about freezing to death."

Speaking of this, Prime Minister Liu's face became more sad.

"Open grain and storehouses, organize people to spread to the suburbs, search for victims and disaster victims. As for where they live, the ministers' houses are quite spacious. It should be no problem to place a few disaster victims, right?"

Su Yijun leaned against the back of the chair, narrowing her eyes slightly, and her voice was a little careless.

Prime Minister Liu's eyes lit up, but then he thought of something and said in embarrassment: "I'm afraid those ministers refused."

"Don't?" Su Yijun's tone was cold, "If you don't, just let them change with the refugees. Anyway, I've long been disgusted with those wastes who eat rice."

Prime Minister Liu's tired eyes were covered with a smile, "Yes, the old minister knows what to do."

"Yeah." Su Yijun pinched his eyebrows, looked at Prime Minister Liu's somewhat old-fashioned face, and pursed his lips, "Thank you for your hard work, Prime Minister Liu."

Prime Minister Liu was stunned and looked at Su Yijun who was in power, and opened his mouth, "If you want to say that the old minister has worked hard, your majesty is not the case? Today is New Year's Eve, Your Majesty specially canceled the banquet for the victims, and for the expenses in the palace, it can be seen that Your Majesty loves the people."

"Swish!" Su Yijun sneered, "I suspect that what Prime Minister Liu said is not me. Don't think that I don't know what the palace people in the palace call me privately."

Prime Minister Liu was serious: "Of course, it would be great if Your Majesty could properly restrain his bad temper."

Su Yijun:...

"Okay, I'm sorry for you old guys, let's go back." Su Yijun glanced at Prime Minister Liu impatiently, always feeling that it was really awkward.

The smile on Prime Minister Liu's face became deeper, "Then I will take my leave first."

Su Yijun waved his hand and said, "Get out."

"Yes." Prime Minister Liu bowed and retreated.

At this time, Su Yijun was left in the hall.

Outside the window, snowflakes were still swaying under the ground, and the sharp north wind whistled past, passing through the gaps in the window frame, making annoying whimper.

Zhou Fu walked in carefully, "Your Majesty..."

Su Yijun withdrew his gaze and said.

"The Empress Dowager has sent someone to urge him several times."

Su Yijun was silent for a moment, stood up, "Let's go."

**

"Mom, are these all made by you by yourself? They are all delicious!"

Lotus Garden.

Knowing that the villain would come, Qinghe specially made someone decorate the entire yard.

The atmosphere of the New Year is everywhere.

Su Jiu sat in the house and ate the dishes made by the beauty, feeling that he had reached the peak of his life.

Zhen Rao looked at the voracious villain with a gentle look on her face, and chuckled and said, "Jiuer, eat slowly, don't choke."

"But they are really delicious. Jiuer wants to eat up all of these." Su Jiu replied while eating, and then continued to dry the meal quickly.

It is really a happy thing to see the food you cooked so much.

And when this person was still Su Jiu, Zhen Rao's happiness increased exponentially.

Door.

Huang Ying looked at the two people in the room, and her eyes could not help but flushed again.

"I wish my Majesty was here now."

When Qinghe heard this, she sighed lightly, "Yes, this is a complete year."

"But Your Majesty also wants to accompany the Empress Dowager to have meals. The wind and snow are so strong, Your Majesty shouldn't come."

Qinghe lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Obviously, she also agreed to Huang Ying's words.

at this time.

Outside the wooden door of the Lotus Garden.

Two big red lanterns emit a faint light.

The candlelight in the lantern was shaking violently by the bitter wind.

Zhou Fu stood behind Su Yijun. For some reason, His Majesty had arrived here, but he didn't knock on the door and went in.

Half an hour ago.

As soon as Su Yijun stepped out of the Qinzheng Hall, he suddenly stopped and stood in the cold wind for a quarter of an hour. Zhou Fu was almost blown by the cold wind, and then he heard the awkward and arrogant voice of his own Majesty.

——"Go to Heyuan."

OK, now I'm at the door and I won't go in!

Just as Zhou Fu was hesitating whether to add more fire, Su Yijun slowly raised his hand.

‘Knock and knock’

If you are so polite, you are... very disgusted by Your Majesty.

With a 'creak', the door was opened from the inside.

"Your Majesty?!" Qinghe was shocked and subconsciously leaned over to salute.

Qinghe's voice was not small, and the two people in the room heard it and stopped talking.

"Dad!" Su Jiu put down his chopsticks, jumped off the round stool, ran towards Su Yijun with his short legs, and buried his head in his arms.

Su Yijun gently hooked her long hand, hugged her by her little waist, and hugged her in her arms.

Su Jiu held Su Yijun's cheeks in two small hands, "Dad, are you cold?"

Su Yijun looked at the little man's caring apricot eyes, and the loneliness that had surged in his heart instantly dissipated. He raised his hand and pinched her red face that was baked by the ground dragon, "It's not cold."

"Buleng Jiuer also warms up for her father, come and have dinner." Su Jiu patted Su Yijun on the shoulder and struggled to go down. Su Yijun added a little force and refused to let her go down. She carried her into the house.

Zhen Rao glanced at Su Yijun and ordered Qinghe to buy more bowls and chopsticks.

"Dad, come and eat it. These are all made by my mother, so delicious!" Su Jiu stuffed the chopsticks into Su Yijun's palm.

Su Yijun subconsciously glanced at Zhen Rao. Seeing that her expression was normal, she felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably. She held her chopsticks and started eating.

The villain had almost finished eating at this time. He held his little head and shook his head, staring at Su Yijun for dinner.

Zhen Rao took out Fangpa and slowly wiped the villain's mouth.

Su Jiu enjoyed her mother's service, but her mind had already flew away, and her almond eyes glanced out the window from time to time.

"If you want to play, go out and play. There is only one, don't wet your shoes and socks." Zhen Rao said with a smile.

Su Jiu was suddenly excited, and the two small bells on the buns made a brisk sound.

Jumped off the stool, Su Jiu ran outside the house.

The small lake outside the house had a thick layer of ice. Da Hui hadn't seen Xiao Hui for a long time, so he followed the little gray wolf and wanted to feed it meat.

[Young man! Jiuer, can you let your beauty mother take care of it!] The four little claws of 66 can't stand on the ice at all. One of them didn't stand firmly and fell on the ice at all, with four claws facing the sky.

The big gray pounced on it and played happily with it.

Su Jiu laughed wildly, took off her gloves and started building a snowman.

When Su Yijun comes out with a good meal.

With the help of Huang Ying and others, Su Jiu had already piled up three little snowmen.

"Dad! Look!"

Su Yijun lowered her eyes and looked at the villain.

Xiaoren Sai Xue's little face was blushed after two exercises, his nose was red, and he looked excited.
Chapter completed!