The lady may not be human

Chapter 585 Natural Disaster
On the other side of the capital, there are friends like Wu Ruoruo and Meng Rong.

There is Gou Qingyun in Jizhou.

Speaking of which, Gou Qingyun is going to get married in the new year, and the other party asked Dong Nuan in this letter, can she go then?
The other party went back to his grandfather's house in the capital to get married, and the one who married was also in the capital.

Dongnuan can just go back to the capital directly.

She can return to Beijing at any time, after all, she is not a local official, and in many cases, local officials are not allowed to return to Beijing at will.

However, no one knows if there will be time at that time?
After the two of them sorted out the gift list, they wrote down their plan for next year.

Jingxian County has followed Dongnuan and started to learn to plant fruit trees, and this year's grain harvest has also been bumper.

Because at the beginning of the year, a lot of fields were reclaimed, so this year is really a bumper harvest.

In the words of the common people, they never dared to think that they could collect so much food at once.

Ah, yes, and corn.

Because of the limitation of seeds, two acres of corn were planted.

Not many, but good yield.

Because the number is still small now, Dongnuan didn't intend to alarm other people.

After the two acres of land were harvested, the grains hadn't been peeled yet, so they were stored directly.

Therefore, the long-term workers do not know exactly how much they received.

However, the number must be quite a lot.

It's just that everyone has never seen this kind of thing, and they don't know how to eat it, so although everyone was curious, they didn't ask much.

If possible, Dongnuan must let them plant it.

I haven't said it now, because I still have to experiment, or I have other concerns.

Therefore, the long-term workers did not ask much, and the managers did not say much.

The harvested corn is still stored in the winter granary.

Although the grains were not peeled and weighed, Dong Nuan roughly estimated that the yield per mu was about five shi.

In fact, if it is put into later generations, it is not too much.

But, for now...

4 stones is already suffocating, if it is 5 stones, His Majesty may jump up.

It's just a pity that he doesn't know now.

Hey.

The plan for the coming year is warm in winter, breeding, improvement, and replanting.

On the fertilization, put some thought into it and see if the yield per mu can be increased a bit after the new year.

Dongnuan discussed this matter with Hanjianglou, and Hanjianglou naturally listened to Dongnuan in everything, so when she said it, Hanjianglou nodded after thinking briefly.

The rain in Jing County has been falling continuously for about half a month.

It's just a drizzle, and it doesn't have a great impact on Dong Nuan.

After winter, only flowers continue to grow here, and the associated workshops are also in production.

When it started to rain, Dongnuan gave employees a holiday.

Later, it was discovered that it was raining all the time, and Dongnuan asked them to come back to work again.

Half a month later, the rain still hasn't stopped.

In fact, the impact on winter warmth is quite big. The rain and low temperature will not only knock down the blooming flowers, but also the unblooming flowers will not bloom in a short time because of the low temperature and rain.

There is no corresponding flower output in the workshop, so there is no way to continue production.

"I don't know when the rain will stop." Dong Nuan looked at the dark sky outside, thinking that it's past Laba now, and it seems that the Chinese New Year is coming, why does the rain not stop?

The two of them stood in the room watching the rain, and Hanjiang Tower couldn't help but frowned at this moment: "I always think that there should be a place where the rain is heavy, so I have been leading us here all the time."

Dongnuan agrees with Hanjianglou's words.

Another three days passed, the rain still did not stop, and almost all work in the workshop was stopped.

The Hanjiang Tower also received news that the counties in Duanzhou had been washed away by heavy rain, many villages, Zhuangzi, and even two good bridges.

"The situation is not very good." After Hanjianglou came back from Fucheng, he took off his coir raincoat first, and then said something to Dong Nuan.

It wasn't raining much outside, but it didn't stop, so Hanjiang Tower was also covered with a lot of moisture.

The light rain in the previous half month, because the rain was not heavy, did not have much impact on everyone.

But a few days ago, there was a sudden heavy rain in Duanzhou, which washed away a lot of things.

Originally, there was a lot of rain in the past, and there was a lot of water in various places, and the soil was soft. Now that the torrential rain washes over, the consequences are terrible.

Going to Fucheng today, Xu Zhifu's complexion also darkened a lot.

When Duanzhou was hit by a disaster, the magistrate Xu felt a little more anxious. He was afraid that there would be heavy rain in Lizhou, so even if it was raining, he still had people call the magistrates to Fucheng for a meeting.

After Hanjiang Tower came back and talked to Dong Nuan, he put on his coir raincoat and went to the villages below to see the situation.

No one dares to predict the rain after that, so I still have to go down and have a look.

The workshop has stopped working, and the people are all at home.

Rain brings a lot of inconvenience to our life.

Fortunately, this year, everyone has made a lot of money and harvested a lot of food, and they feel a little more at ease.

However, if the rain does not stop, their food...

Hey, I started worrying again.

Fortunately, two days later, the rain finally stopped, revealing the long-lost sunshine.

The common people heaved a long sigh of relief, and the prefect Xu also heaved a sigh of relief.

It's just that Duanzhou was hit by a disaster, and the court has already got news.

When encountering such a thing, the prefect of Duanzhou must not be able to handle it himself, so he sent a letter back to the capital for help urgently.

It is said that the capital has sent people here.

"Are you going to give out porridge?" Dong Nuan asked softly seeing Han Jiang Lou's frown.

Regarding this, Han Jianglou shook his head: "We don't need this, the rich households in Duanzhou have already opened warehouses to release grain, let's wait and see, if Duanzhou asks for help, the magistrate will make arrangements."

Hearing what he said, Dong Nuan didn't ask any more questions.

The prefect of Duanzhou is obviously experienced. He is afraid that after the heavy rain, there will be problems such as plague, so he strictly guards against it from the beginning and pays great attention to various matters.

Therefore, even if it was a disaster, Duanzhou Prefecture did not become chaotic, and there were no refugees or the like.

People in many villages and counties are homeless, but the magistrate is already resettling them.

The good news is that in the vicinity, winter is not too cold.

Otherwise, this day is not easy.

Half a month later, the day before New Year's Eve, the imperial envoy from the capital came.

It was an acquaintance.

and Prince.

The prince came in person, and the hearts of the people were finally at ease.

Prince He brought the Shangfang sword bestowed by His Majesty, and when he came over, he urgently transferred food from the official warehouses of several nearby states, and then transferred money to resettle the people.

"Although it's too late to build a house now, we must give the people some hope, otherwise they will live in such temporary sheds, and their hearts will be cold." Looking at the slightly desolate Duanzhou, Prince He sighed helplessly.

The prefectures near Duanzhou have all been transferred grain and silver.

Lizhou Prefecture is no exception.

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