Chapter 700: Wende Seven Years

Spring goes to autumn, a few cold and heat.
The spring of Wende's seventh year came earlier than usual.
Just after the first lunar month, the weather gradually warmed up.
People took off their thick winter clothes and put on light spring clothes, as if they were three catties lighter.
The courtyard in the mountain is called Xiaozhu.
The warm spring sun passed through the window and fell on the two boys.
The desks are all the homework of the two boys, and they are full of desks.
The big one is struggling to write, with a serious face.
The little one, grab your ears and cheeks, write a few strokes and look out the window. People sitting in the study, the heart has long been flying out.
Snapped!
The big one rolled up a ball of paper and hit the small one on the head.
The little one can only press down on his restless and playful heart, and concentrate on practicing basic skills.
The flower hall next door is bright and bright.
Gu Jiu leaned on the soft collapse, smelling the breath of early spring, holding a book in his hand, as if sleeping.
The abdomen is obviously bulging, and he has been pregnant for a long time.
She put down the book and yawned by the way.
So sleepy!
She has been sleepy since she was pregnant with this baby.
With the bulge of the belly, I always feel that I don't get enough sleep every day.
She was pregnant with this child very hard.
The first three months of morning sickness almost killed her.
After the first three months, I thought it would be better, but I didn't think my body was getting heavier.
When I went out, I felt half my life was gone.
After taking a book for entertainment, after reading a few pages, I felt exhausted all over.
Gu Jiu stroked her abdomen, who told her to be pregnant with twins this time.
Twins are much harder than singles, very, very hard.
She has to restrain her diet, ensure a certain amount of exercise, and try to keep her mood as calm as possible. She is exhausted.
"When can we unload the cargo!" Gu Jiu shouted again strongly.
"If the madam bears it, she will give birth in two months."
Maid Aqing squatted down and pinched her leg for Gu Jiu.
Gu Jiu's legs were swollen because of pregnancy.
The original shoes can't fit, and the pants are a few yards smaller.
She yawned again, "Qingzhu will be born next month, I remember correctly."
A Qing smiled and nodded, "Madam, I remember correctly, she will be born next month. Sister Qingzhu is pregnant with ease."
"Envy her."
Qing Zhu got married the year before, and married the second Zhuang.
The second Zhuang boss is not young, and married Qingzhu, anyhow he solved a life-long event.
Xiao Cui also married, a young steward in the palace. I don't know when they met each other.
Gu Jiu promised this marriage, and Xiao Cui happily married out.
The maids who followed her at first are all married.
The maids who are now waiting around are all carefully trained and promoted by Gu Jiu himself.
A Qing came from behind. She came late, but she was the most appropriate thing to do. Gu Jiu called her name and asked her to wait on her side.
Mother Fang is old and has limited energy. I can't take care of the energetic Yu Ge Er, Heng Ge.
She felt that she was old and useless, and she had a lot of emotions. People are also thinner.
Gu Jiu said: "It's just idle. Find something to do, and everything is gone."
Sure enough, Mother Fang went to the women's school to teach the rules and etiquette, and she got better every day. It seems that the second spring is glowing.
Wang Yi's life-long events have not yet settled.
When Gu Jiu didn't go out, she went to the academy to teach and teach a few peasant girls to practice martial arts. Go back to Xiaozhu to live in the evening.
Xu Yousi was sent to the northwest.
Four Seas Commercial Bank built a warehouse in the northwest, specially built for Xiliang trade.
Xu Yousi guarded the warehouse with people and had to deal with the Northwest Army, which was under great pressure.
The servant who is now serving next to Gu Jiu is Deng Cunli's apprentice Zhao Minfa.
Gu Jiu said to A Qing: "I will lie down for a while, your Highness will come back, remember to wake me up."
"The slave and maid helped her to lie down on the bed."
When passing by the small study, Gu Jiu stretched his head and glanced at Yu Ge Er Heng, "Have you finished your homework?"
"Almost finished." Yu Ge stopped writing, with a correct attitude.
"Don't worry, write slowly." Gu Jiu smiled at the two sons.
Brother Heng jumped off the chair and said, "Son Fu Niang went back to the room."
After speaking, he rushed to the door.
Gu Jiu knocked on his head, "Do you want to be lazy again?"
Brother Heng wrinkled his nose, "My son is doing his filial piety."
"Little slippery head." Gu Jiu scratched his nose, "After sending me back to the room, I can rest for a quarter of an hour."
"My mother is so nice." Brother Heng smiled.
Gu Jiu reminded him again, "Your homework must be finished today, and your brother is not allowed to do your homework for you. Yu brother, you are not allowed to do your homework for your brother."
Brother Yu's face was serious, "Mother don't worry, my son promises not to help him with his homework."
When Brother Heng heard this, he felt unlovable.
The little face wrinkled into a bun.
So angry!
Gu Jiu slept till the evening.
Grumbling in the stomach.
A Qing took a few little maids and waited for her to get up and wash.
"His Royal Highness just came back for a while and saw that the lady was sleeping too soundly and couldn't bear to scream. His Highness was checking the homework of the two masters and was losing his temper again."
"Did he not do his homework? Why did he lose his temper?" Gu Jiu changed into a cotton shirt, very comfortable.
A Qing said in a low voice, "Second Young Master is not doing well enough homework. Your Royal Highness is not happy."
"I'll go over and take a look."
Gu Jiu put on large embroidered shoes and went to the small study room.
From a distance, I heard Liu Zhao's roar.
"This is the homework you did in a day. What kind of stuff did you write? You dare to take out this kind of homework. You want to kill me, don't you?"
"My son dare not!" A weak voice of grievance was about to cry.
"Writing your homework in such a ghostly manner, what else do you dare not do. Do you think it is wrong to ask you to write your homework? Lao Tzu tells you that all the homework is rewritten, and you are not allowed to eat or sleep if you can't finish writing. The tears are retracted, dare Give it a try, cry, I beat you to death."
Brother Heng had to withdraw his tears, so I was wronged and wanted to cry.
Is it your own?
He must have picked it up from the garbage dump.
Woo...
Brother Yu is helpless.
My brother, my brother also came here back then.
The more times you get used to it.
Gu Jiu stood on the corridor, looking at the sky speechlessly.
She dragged her heavy body to the small study.
When she arrived, Liu Zhao's roar stopped abruptly.
It only takes one second to switch from roaring to gentle.
"Why are you here! Watch your feet. Since you are tired, lie down and rest."
After speaking, he walked to the door again, and personally supported Gu Jiu.
Gu Jiu smiled and said, "Lying for a day, come out and walk around. Why do you yell at them again? If you do not do well, you can teach them slowly."
"I didn't yell at them, I just pointed out a few words." Liu Zhao said nonsense seriously.
Brother Heng looked at Gu Jiu pitifully, his small eyes were innocent and wronged.
Gu Jiu pursed his lips and smiled, "Let Brother Yu supervise Brother Heng to do his homework, so don't mess around here. Look at what scares the child looks like."
Liu Zhao changed his face in a second, and stared at Brother Heng fiercely, "How can he be scared, why didn't I see it."
Gu Jiu laughed angrily, "Follow you and don't delay your children writing homework."
How dare Liu Zhao not follow.
He first sent Gu Jiu out, and then carried Gu Jiu on his back to warn his two sons, "Do your homework honestly. Brother Yu supervises your brother. If you don't write well, you will be punished."
Brother Yu secretly let out a sigh, "It's really hard to be the boss! It's harder to be the boss of the Liu family."
It's still the happiest child.
At this moment, Yu Ge'er actually began to envy the younger brother or sister in his mother's belly.
Liu Zhao helped Gu Jiu for a walk in the garden.
The sunset is very warm.
Not surprisingly, tomorrow will be another sunny day.
Gu Jiu asked casually, "Is it going well to go to the palace today?"
Liu Zhao said lightly, "That's it. In a few days, the imperial court will formally promulgate a prohibition on alcohol, prohibiting all grains from making alcohol. Once discovered, it will be severely punished. Even sweet potato wine is not allowed to be made. There are only wine shops in Shaofu, every year. Fixed amount brewing."
Gu Jiu understood, "This day is still here."
In the past ten years, I don't know what's going on with God.
Droughts and floods took turns in various parts of the Great Week.
The year before last, the main grain-producing areas suffered a flood that was rare in a century. The rice of a hard season was about to be harvested, but it was completely destroyed when the flood came.
Last year, when spring plowing and planting were in need of water for irrigation, the main grain-producing areas suffered another severe drought. For three or four months in a row, there was a drop of rain.
The disaster-stricken area stretched for thousands of miles and suffered heavy losses.
The problem of insufficient food came to the fore in front of the court.
In previous years, natural and man-made disasters occurred frequently in various places, and the distribution of food throughout the country was still manageable.
The reason why it can cope with it depends entirely on the main grain producing areas.
As long as there are no problems in the main grain producing areas in the south, under the auspices of the Ministry of Households, the disaster relief food problem can always be resolved.
But this time, the disaster spread to the main grain producing areas.
For two consecutive years, there was no harvest.
The imperial court’s grain reserves have almost bottomed out.
The liquidation of government offices in various places is already empty.
The Jingcang of the Ministry of Households was also half empty.
I dare not use the remaining half anyway.
This is only February, and there are still many months before the summer harvest.
With a population of two or three million in Beijing, they all count on Jingcang to eat.
The whole grain from Jingcang was transported to the disaster area, and there was a famine in the capital.
You know, of the millions of people in the capital, more than 90% of them are landless people who rely on buying food.
Once the grain shops stop selling grain, chaos will occur in the capital.
The chaos in the capital is tantamount to shaking the state of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
However, the victims in the south cannot fail to save.
Sweet potatoes can solve some problems, but not all of them.
Seeing spring ploughing, where do the seeds come from? How to solve the problem of disaster victims eating?
If these problems are not resolved, chaos will occur in the south.
The chaos in the grain-producing area is not far from the chaos of the whole world.
You know, the west and the north have been dry for these years. In addition to sweet potatoes, there is still a little harvest, and other crops are almost dead.
In these places, they all look to the south to deliver food to survive.
The army stationed at the border also counted on the delivery of food to the south.
The whole world is counting on the southern grain-producing area.
As a result, the grain-producing areas had no grains for two consecutive years.
This is really deadly.
At this time, it was already a little late to promulgate the prohibition.
Great Zhou people have a good drink.
From south to north, everyone likes to drink.
Generally speaking, wine can't meet people's needs. Only craft wine can be regarded as a real good wine.
Five catties of grain and one catty of wine.
In order to brew wine every year, the food lost is countless.
The grain is turned into wine, which means that some people will be hungry.
The people can only buy food at high prices.
In the past few years, the court made three orders and five applications, and the people were not allowed to make wine without permission.
But it can't stop the big winemakers.
This time the imperial court issued a prohibition on alcohol, and it was also forced.
Only formal laws can stop the big winemakers. Only in this way can the local government have the law to follow to punish the crime of making private wine.
It's nothing for the small people to make wine, but the big ones make it really scary.
I don't know how to waste hundreds of thousands of catties, millions of catties, or even tens of millions of catties of grain to make wine every year.
Who makes drinks profitable?
Large households means large numbers of people.
It needs money to raise so many people.
Where does the money come from?
Naturally what makes money do.
The winemaking business is so profitable and stable for a long time, so big owners will naturally not miss such a profitable business.
There are so many fields and so many grains in the homes of large households, and it is just right to use them to make wine.
The grain is used to make wine, where there is surplus grain for people to eat.
It is not surprising that food prices will rise accordingly.
Coupled with frequent natural and man-made disasters, a vicious circle is formed.
Gu Jiu said lightly: "Sweet potato wine is not allowed, and the wine shop is closed. The sweet potato wine tastes bad, the price is low, and the profit is not high. It doesn't matter if you make it or not."
Liu Zhao nodded, "I will explain to the people below and close the wine shop."
Gu Jiu said: "Prohibition is not a permanent cure."
"Everyone knows that Prohibition is not a temporary cure, but it must be done. The question now is where to get a batch of food to alleviate urgent needs."
Liu Zhao stared at Gu Jiu with deep meaning.
Gu Jiu gave him a sideways look, "Don't look at me, I can't make food."
Liu Zhao said, "You can! I know you can!"