In the blink of an eye, it has entered the twelfth lunar month.
In the room, Zhao Jin suddenly opened his eyes and felt waves of chill coming over him.
He frowned and lifted up the quilt.
Zhao Jin, who woke up from the cold, felt an overwhelming coldness.
"The charcoal fire has died down?" Zhao Jin took a look with some confusion and found that the charcoal fire was burning brightly, but the temperature of the whole room was indeed a bit lower than before.
After Zhao Jin got dressed and put on a thicker fur coat, as soon as he opened the door, the cold air hit his face directly!
He took a closer look and saw that there was already a thick layer of snow on the ground outside.
"Master Hou!" When an attendant saw Zhao Jin coming out, he quickly called out: "Master Hou, you have a rest today. If you have nothing to do, you should try not to come out. The snow outside is too thick now!"
Zhao Jin waved his hand, "Nothing."
Not to mention the daily training, he also made an appointment with Zhao Xingzhi today to go to the guest building together.
Although he didn't really want to go out, he couldn't break the contract.
Thinking like this, Zhao Jin raised his feet and stepped out.
Then, the cold and moist snow directly covered Zhao Jin's calves, and a wet cold air instantly enveloped Zhao Jin's legs that were buried in the snow.
Zhao Jin looked down and pulled his leg out expressionlessly.
Suddenly I want to break the contract.
However, in the end, Zhao Jin still failed to break the contract.
After he walked through the thick snow to a small school field specially set up behind for training, Zhao Xingzhi came in person.
Zhao Jin walked outside the door, looked at Zhao Xingzhi who was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, and asked after a moment of silence: "Why are you still thinking about drinking in such thick snow?"
Zhao Xingzhi raised his eyebrows and said matter-of-factly: "The weather is cold, isn't it a good time to go drinking?"
There was a heavy snowfall last night, and now is the time when the snow is melting, and it is so cold that people feel chills in their bones.
For Zhao Xingzhi, it was even more appropriate to drink.
"It's very suitable to drink to warm up. Stop talking nonsense and get in the car."
Zhao Jin felt helpless and took a few quick steps forward. His toes were basically touching the ground, and he got on the carriage in the blink of an eye.
"No coachman?"
"No." Zhao Xingzhi pulled the reins and said, "Drive! You will feel more at ease when you drive by yourself."
Zhao Jin looked at Zhao Xingzhi's dashing chivalrous appearance and asked doubtfully: "Your Highness, I remember that when I was in Yanyang, you were still a graceful prince."
Zhao Xingzhi's expression froze slightly. He scratched her twice and muttered: "At that time, I represented the father's face, so naturally I couldn't act arbitrarily."
"But it's different in the capital. You don't have to worry so much."
The two chatted while looking at the streets along the way.
Perhaps because of the cold weather, Zhao Jin didn't see many people along the way, and the whole street was deserted.
During these days, he was so busy at the Ministry of War that he would take a nap in the carriage every day when it came in and out, so he never took a good look at the streets of Bianzhou.
It's too deserted.
There are few pedestrians and few shops.
The stalls on the street basically sell charcoal, silver wire charcoal and other charcoal.
At the same time, there were many people sweeping the snow with brooms.
"Those are all hired by the government." Zhao Xingzhi followed Zhao Jin's line of sight, glanced at them, and explained.
Zhao Jin was a little surprised, "employed by the government?"
"This is a good idea."
Although Bianzhou is not as cold as Yunzhou County, it still snows a lot in winter.
It is indeed impossible if the cleaning can only be done by the yamen guards.
It was impossible to clean the streets, so the governor decided to hire ordinary people to clean them.
Many people would be more willing to receive money or food.
After a while, Zhao Xingzhi sighed lightly, "This winter is so cold, I don't know how many people have frozen to death."
Zhao Jin paused slightly, "But isn't there a charcoal fire?"
"It stands to reason that charcoal should be cheaper."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jin discovered a problem. There were almost no people stopping in front of these charcoal fire stalls.
Those who stopped to buy charcoal were either richly dressed people or maids from wealthy families.
Zhao Jin frowned and jumped out of the car. He quickly walked to the nearest stall and squatted down.
The fur coat and hem of his clothes were hanging down in the snow, and a large area was wet. Zhao Jin didn't care, and asked with burning eyes: "Old man, how much does this charcoal cost?"
The old man reported a number with a trembling voice.
Zhao Jin's expression changed slightly and he asked in a deep voice: "Why is it so expensive?"
Ordinary people would definitely not be able to afford this price.
It's okay to just light it occasionally, but it's absolutely unaffordable to light the charcoal fire all the time.
When the old man heard this, he shook his head and sighed: "I didn't mean to ask for a high price on purpose. It's true, even if it's charcoal, it's not a good price!"
Zhao Jin stood up, his face slightly gloomy.
Zhao Xingzhi also got out of the car behind Zhao Jin.
"Continuing like this is not an option." Zhao Jin said in a calm voice.
Zhao Xingzhi smiled bitterly, "But what can be done? The court cannot give it to them directly."
what to do?
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Zhao Jin's mind.
How could he forget this?
Zhao Xingzhi did not miss the light in Zhao Jin's eyes, and asked suspiciously: "You don't know how to do it?"
"have."
Zhao Jin curled his lips and said, "Let's go, don't go drinking anymore, go find the craftsman and go back to the Marquis Mansion."
Zhao Xingzhi scratched his head, a little confused.
But after hearing this, he didn't say much and went directly back to the Xuanping Hou Mansion with Zhao Jin.
After returning to the Hou Mansion, Zhao Jin dug out the drawings of the fire kang that he had worked on in Yunzhou County from the corner.
The winter last year was also very cold, so he specially ordered people to try to see if they could make a modern kind of fire bed.
Burning firewood directly under the bed can keep the entire bed warm, and the other side can also warm food.
However, after the hot kang was built, the weather had turned warm, and it was not suitable to push the hot kang down for the time being, so it was set aside.
Later, when the weather turned cold, there was another expedition against Beili, and another rebellion by the King of Liang, and then he was summoned to Bianzhou.
Within two days of arriving in Bianzhou, he went to work in the Ministry of War and was even more busy.
As a result, Zhao Jin didn't think about the fire bed at all.
Zhao Xingzhi and Zhao Jin went directly to the best craftsmen in Bianzhou.
The drawings Zhao Jin took out were already perfected. He handed the paper to the craftsman, "You can make the things on it."
After a pause in his voice, Zhao Jin simply said: "Just do it in my room."
After looking at the drawings, the craftsman was a little stunned and said, "Master Hou, is this a bed?"
"Exactly."
"Then the Marquis' original bed."
Zhao Jin said nonchalantly: "Just smash it."
The craftsman was stunned for a moment and nodded blankly, "Yes, the common people will do it now."
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