For a Prosperous World

The white armor would leave from the pavilion, and Zheng Zheng was still standing on the fence, standing upright, watching the heavy snow and squinting his eyes.

The people of the Qin Dynasty were unduly affected by this natural disaster.

Fu Su, in a white shirt, stood behind Zhizheng and looked at the figure who left, hesitated, and caught up.

Gu Nan was walking, but suddenly heard a trot coming from behind him.

Then his cloak seemed to be held by someone, a voice called slightly.

"General."

Looking back, I saw a child standing behind his back, carrying his own robe in his hand.

"Fu Su Gongzi?" Gu Nan's voice was a little surprised, she didn't understand why he wanted to stop himself.

Fu Su was panting, Gu Nan's footsteps were a bit fast, and he almost could not keep up.

He looked at Gu Nan and asked nervously, "Can the general disaster be cured?"

When Gu Nan and Zheng Zheng discussed the matter, he sat aside to prepare a lesson. Zheng Zheng didn't let him pass, and he didn't dare to come forward to listen, so he only listened to a vague.

I heard vaguely that Gu Nan had a way to manage the snow disaster.

Gu Nan looked at the child in front of her, and then smiled and nodded, "It will be cured."

"That general." Fusu asked with a frown, a serious expression on his face: "When will this snow stop."

In his opinion, to manage the snow is to stop the disaster. So the disaster and snow can stop as soon as possible, and the people can get good as soon as possible.

Gu Nan looked at the serious child in front of her, and sighed softly.

Laughing and squatting down, he whispered in front of him.

"It will stop, it will stop soon."

The somewhat cold face armor rested on his forehead.

After that, he patted his shoulder and got up to leave.

Fu Su left his face flushed and touched his red forehead, and the face was hurting against him.

However, the general's body smelled somehow, and there was no such murderous rumor.

On the outskirts of Xianyang, a group of black armored soldiers stood in front of a shed.

The shed was quite different from the ordinary grass shed. It was closed on all sides, covered with a layer of not thick cloth, and the cloth was tied inside with a tree trunk to form a frame.

On the side of the shed are several layers of quilts and grass rafters, which are woven into the shed roof with hay for night heating and reinforcement of the shed.

Sheds covered the fields, and snow was cleared from the fields.

This is just a simple greenhouse, or even not called a greenhouse, whether it is light transmission, warmth or ventilation. Although the cloth covering the roof has a certain degree of light transmission, it is much worse than the plastic films and glass walls of later generations.

But for the current situation, such a greenhouse is better than nothing, at least to allow the field to start planting. If snow can stop earlier, at least not miss the autumn harvest.

The sun has been snowing in the sky these days, and the sunshine is not bad. Gu Nan is standing in the shed. The light is still bright. Several braziers are roasting in the corners of the shed. Although cold wind blows in from time to time, cover the grass. The temperature will be higher than the outside, so the seeds will not be frozen.

The heavy snow caused disasters, mostly because roads were difficult to block, avalanches in the mountains, frozen people, and backlogs of roofs. And the hardest thing for the people is that it is difficult to cultivate. When the farming is solved, the snow disaster is no longer so terrible.

Gu Nan came out of the shed and looked at the heavy snow outside. The snow was spreading out, but she didn't know when it would fall.

The snowfall was really too sudden, and I didn't see the winter cold a few days ago, it was just like falling down in a flash.

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The way of building the shed was quickly passed on, and the seeds for the trial plantation did not die.

Seeing this method, Li Si laughed and scolded himself, saying that it was nothing more than building a house for Tian Geng, but he did not even think of such a stupid way, it was ridiculous.

However, he found Gu Nan that day, drinking three pots of wine, and drunk drunk.

When he left, he said drunkly that there should be a place to live in this world, and talent is human.

After speaking, he asked again, drunk and blushing.

When he was young, he also tasted the pain of exile, and wanted to ask for the wealthy man of his life.

Gu Nan did not answer him. When he turned away, he said his answer.

Sri Lanka stands for, Sri Lanka stands for, leaving the world without leaving.

The man said, and staggered away.

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The method of building sheds is spread to all places. Even so, it is not very useful. Some places have built sheds, but the seeds are still frozen to death. In some places, the sheds have passed the season. The middle school opened a position to save people, but it was just a slap in the bucket.

After a heavy snowfall, countless people died.

Some died in the mountain avalanche, and some died in the freezing snow. Some people starve to the streets, and some are buried under the fallen roof.

When the snow stopped, it was already the end of March.

The ice and snow melt away, and spring grass is gradually emerging.

Bianguan heard news of Turks invading Yanmen.

This winter snow made it difficult for people on the grassland to live, so they had to go south to grab it.

Xunzheng ordered Meng Tianmeng Yi to fight back the Huns with a rate of 200,000 troops.

However, there were countless hungry people in the Qin Kingdom at this time, and there was no food for military use.

Failing to mobilize much forage, Yanmen appealed for help, and the army could only set off.

Meng Tian led his Mongolian army out of the gate of Xianyang City, and walked towards the barracks outside the city.

Looking back at the black army flag on the army, the army flag handed out by Qin Huang himself.

A word on the black banner was pulled tight by the wind.

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The army array walked outside the city, and he suddenly saw a man standing on the head of the city, wearing white armor, watching the army array quietly.

Meng Tian didn't look much, smiled and looked back at the front road, raised her riding spear and faced high.

The Mongolian army was silent, but silently raised the blade in its hands together.

Strengthen our army.

No one said, only the sound of the armor touching, the sound of the horseshoes stepping down, and the sound of footsteps walking slowly along with the army.

In 217 BC, the Qin Kingdom closed the snow. The snow was blocked and the traffic was blocked. The hungry people were displaced and frozen in the markets. There was no farming and no food for the military and civilians. The Xiongnu detained the gate, the Qin Emperor set off 200,000 Yumeng, and went north to the Yanmen Gate for several years.

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