Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Lu Ziqing felt that Xiao Yan was going crazy, as he still had the mind to say such things at this time. He only hated himself for not leaving earlier. Now he was neither in the same situation nor in a relationship, as if he was having an affair.

Xining's figure had already swayed to the side of the screen. Lu Ziqing grabbed the fabric on Xiao Yan's chest and felt like he was going to faint.

Xining came in and saw that there was no one in the room. The partition door leading to the backyard was open half a palm's width. She looked around, pushed open the partition door and looked left and right. The corridor was empty.

Lu Ziqing was standing by the bamboo forest beside the low house diagonally opposite. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xining retreat and close the partition door. Xiao Yan leaned against the wall and smiled, but Lu Ziqing was a little angry and ignored him.

Still frightened by the incident, Lu Ziqing ignored Xiao Yan for a long time, mostly because the Marquis' Mansion was in turmoil and he wanted to avoid suspicion.

This summer was just as Emperor Shengzhi had expected. It was sunny all day long without any rain, and many crops and livestock were dried up by the scorching sun.

The soldiers' skin peeled off due to sun exposure at the training ground, and Yang Zhounan and Su Chengfeng's faces were tanned and shiny.

After returning to the office, Su Chengfeng didn't feel cool after drinking the water. He slumped in the chair, gasping for air and sweating profusely.

"This weather is so abnormal, it's even hotter than last year. Why haven't we removed the ice yet? If this continues, we'll all die of heat."

Yang Zhounan fanned him and said, "The ice in the ice cellar is first given to the palace, then to the officials in the government offices, and finally to us. We are all lining up."

"Why?" Su Chengfeng sat up straight with his eyes wide open. "Why should we give it to the civil officials first? We are just stepmothers."

Yang Zhounan smiled, "Pretty much. Except for the founding emperor Taizu, all the successive emperors in the Daning Dynasty valued civil officials over military officials."

Su Chengfeng hadn't been in the officialdom and didn't know about it. He was puzzled, "This isn't right? It's the generals who expanded the territory and fought in the wars. It's us who fought bravely on the front lines. Why do we throw ourselves into the ditch when the good things come our way?"

"It's always been like this." Yang Zhounan said casually, "Reform is inspiring, and people all want to be refined. Military generals sweat all day long, so they are naturally reduced to being rough people."

Su Chengfeng was dissatisfied. "We are rough people in normal times. Why don't you think we are rough people when you need people to fight? What a bunch of brats."

As they were talking, Xiao Yan walked into the room with sweat dripping down his face. When Su Chengfeng saw him, he immediately stood up politely. Yang Zhounan asked Xiao Yan.

"Where have you been?"

"Get the ice." Xiao Yan wiped the sweat off his face and picked up the teapot to pour some tea. "It's been delayed for over a month, but it's finally here today. Su Chengfeng, go knock some out."

Su Chengfeng was so happy that he immediately left the room. Yang Zhounan said casually, "You'd better go and ask for it yourself."

"A bunch of old cops, if you don't get angry, you'll just play cat and mouse with me." Xiao Yan asked, "Is there any movement from Yan Mengjiang?"

"Not in the past few days." Yang Zhounan said, "Yan Qian, on the other hand, went to Wangjiang Tower for a drink with Tang Songyang, the Junior Justice of the Dali Temple, along with two officers from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Justice. He didn't come out all night."

"Those two Shirou have always been close to Yan Qian, but Tang Songyang..." Xiao Yan pondered, "Although he is a subordinate, he has rarely interacted with Yan Qian privately in the past. Why are they mixed up now?"

"Could it be because of the officials brought in from Meizhou?" Yang Zhounan asked, "Do you think there's something wrong?"

Xiao Yan seemed to be lost in thought. "I feel like there's something, but I can't put my finger on it right now."

Meng Kui and Wu Yuanwai spent the past month discussing the silver issue, and finally agreed on two thousand taels, so he only had to pay back eighteen thousand taels.

In addition to the ten thousand taels borrowed from Xiao Yan, Lang Si took out all the savings he had saved over the years, which just made up for the difference.

After An Yue was released from prison, she had lost a lot of weight. Lang Si felt so distressed that he specially prepared a large table of delicious dishes for her to eat.

But Anyue couldn't eat it. She felt guilty and said, "Alang, it's all my fault. I made you lose everything."

"Here we go again." Lang Si brought her chicken soup and fed her, "Have you become stupid in jail? What's mine is yours. You can earn money even if you lose it. As long as you're alive, you have a chance. The most important thing is that you're safe and sound. I'm so lucky."

Seeing the man's gloomy face, he joked, "It's just that you have to support me from now on."

An Yue finally smiled, "Although this escort agency can't be run, but with my ability, it's easy to support you."

After the extreme heat comes the extreme cold. This year's winter came earlier than in previous years. It started snowing in October and the temperature dropped sharply. By mid-month, it was snowing heavily.

The summer drought caused the autumn crops to die of drought and there was no harvest. Now it was winter and many people had no food reserves. Coupled with the sudden frost and snow, many rivers in the southern region, which was relatively warm in previous years, were frozen. People did not have the habit of storing thick winter clothes, and many people froze to death or starved to death in various places.

The situation in the north of the capital was even worse. Minister of Revenue Lin Chang reported the matter as soon as he came to court. Previously, Chen Jing had worked hard in the provincial governments to recover 8 million taels, and Emperor Shengzhi allocated all of it to various places. He also ordered that the funds be used exclusively by the imperial envoys for disaster relief. If anyone was found to have embezzled the money, his entire family would be punished.

Xiao Yan led the Beijing Army and the Imperial Guards to shovel snow and clear roads inside and outside the city to resettle the victims. Xu Shizhang stayed at the Imperial Hospital, and Chi Musheng followed Lu Ziqing and the Huimin Bureau to carry out disaster relief.

There were several large warehouses on an open space at the corner of East Street. People wearing thin cotton-padded clothes lined up in the heavy snow to get porridge. The snow was up to their calves. Xiao Yan and the soldiers were shoveling snow and breaking icicles nearby.

The wind and snow blew mercilessly, and people shivered with cold. A large number of them fell to the ground on the spot. The officers and soldiers carried them into the imperial physician's warehouse one by one.

The room was full of people lying there. There were no wooden beds, just a large mat made of simple straw, mats and quilts.

The imperial physician and the doctors each took Lu Ziqing's pulse and prescribed medicine. Lu Ziqing's hands were frozen red, and the cold seemed to have corroded every inch of his muscles. His fingers were stiff and almost difficult to bend.

I got used to the weather in the south in my early years, and after living in Beijing for more than a year, I still couldn't adapt to the cold current from the north. I would feel extremely cold as soon as there was a heavy snow.

He rubbed his hands mechanically, and the hot air he exhaled could no longer feel warm at all. In addition, he had been busy in the wind and snow for most of the afternoon, and he felt that he might collapse before the patient.

My body is really not keeping up, Lu Ziqing sighed in his heart, huddled in a corner and shivering. At this moment, a bowl of steaming hot porridge was brought in front of him.

He looked at Xiao Yan's profile slowly. There was snow on his armor and helmet, as well as on his eyebrows. In the cold, only his eyes were filled with concern and warmth.

"Quick, hold Nuan Nuan."

When Lu Ziqing's trembling fingertips touched the bowl, they were already numb and had no feeling. He didn't catch it in time and almost dropped it.

Xiao Yan held the bowl and led him to the warehouse where the quilts and supplies were stored. He sat in the innermost corner where the wind did not reach him and fed him the porridge with his own hands.

"Is it any better?"

Lu Ziqing's cheeks and nose were flushed, his hands were clenched, and his body was still shaking. Xiao Yan opened a quilt and wrapped it around him, hugged him tightly, and put his face against his.

"You can't stand the winter in the north. It's really miserable. I'll take you back."

"No..." Lu Ziqing half-closed his eyes and trembled violently, saying intermittently: "I won't go back. There are so many disaster victims. I still need to see a doctor later. I'm just cold, but I won't die."

Xiao Yan felt distressed and tightened his arms, "But you'll freeze if you stay here all the time. The temperature has been very low lately. Even wrapping yourself in a quilt won't help. You'll have to stay in the greenhouse."