When Song Ci learned that the north and south had a drought, she was frowning, and even when the spoiled son came, she didn't have a good face. She was afraid that this disaster would turn into a tragic disaster like a certain history she knew.

Song Zhiyuan was so busy that he was not touching the ground. It was already half past July, but God still hadn't rained down. Bad news came one by one, and the emperor's face never cleared up.

This year's severe drought is even heavier than the flood in the south and the north in the 23rd year. The most terrifying thing is that it will be the end.

Seeing that his face had also lost weight, Song Ci pointed at the girl and put green bean sweet soup to relieve the heat. He pillowed with a bamboo pillow and said, "Although the state affairs are busy, you have to take care of your health. Don't be tired. I don't have to worry about it here, there are people who serve you."

Song Zhiyuan's throat was so hot that his throat was almost on fire. He swallowed a bowl of cool sweet soup and felt his throat relaxed a little. He took the herbal tea handed over by the girl and took a sip, saying, "No matter how busy he is, he can always take time to talk to you, take a breath, and avoid being lazy."

Song Ci asked, "Is the emperor embarrassed you?"

With such a disaster, no one who becomes an emperor feels uncomfortable. After all, this is a natural disaster. It costs manpower and the national treasury. The weather is as hot as an oven. Who doesn’t have the anger?

Song Zhiyuan smiled faintly and said, "Since the disaster, the emperor's face has never cleared up. When I go to court every day, which official is not trembling? I am used to it."

"No wonder the emperor is suffering from a headache. Both north and south are affected by disasters. The area is so large that no one who is a master can feel at ease." Song Ci fiddled with the Buddha's story and said, "You should also have a clear idea in your heart. I heard that the water level is lower than the day. It can be said that this disaster is not easy to survive this year."

Song Zhiyuan had a calm face and refused to speak.

How he didn't know, let alone the weather was so hot, it depends on him now, even if he was sitting, he was sweating profusely.

"Disasters like drought are a long-term battle, and the disaster will worsen during this period. The most important thing now is disaster relief. If the disaster relief is not effective or even ignored, it will become a bigger disaster and will be out of control. You still remember that there will be some epidemics after the 23rd year of disaster. Now there is a drought. If the people who cannot bear it are gone, if they are not properly handled and exposed to the sun, they may even have a plague."

Song Zhiyuan's back felt cold. If the dead person was dead in summer, he would not be able to think about it if he didn't handle it well.

Song Ci remembered the most terrifying thing again and asked, "Has the crops that are still harvested now been harvested?"

"It's not raining, and most of the grains and stalks have died, and even if they are immature, they have been collected."

"It should be, don't worry whether it is ripe or not, and if there are still some harvests, you will accept them all. Otherwise, once a locust passes through the border, it will be a little insult." Song Ci said solemnly.

Song Zhiyuan had goose bumps on his arm. Mom, the more she talked, the more she became more and more terrifying.

Song Ci looked at Song Zhiyuan's expression and said embarrassedly: "Look at me, this is alarmist. I just talk about all the possibilities I can think of. It's best to be prepared. If you don't, everyone will be happy, haha."

"You are planning ahead. It's a typical example of looking at one step and thinking about ten steps. Most people are not as good as you." Song Zhiyuan's eyes flashed lightly and said, "It's said that if there is an old man in the family, he will have a treasure. My son would like to ask you to give me some more advice."

Song Ci waved his hand: "I don't need to slap my mom, just one. This drought will definitely last for a long time. If you are an official, you must take care of it. Don't rush the price of goods and so on. Then the public grievances will really not be settled."
Chapter completed!