The sun shines through the large glass windows, making the water pavilion warm as spring.

Outside the water pavilion is a cold winter scene. The third cold current this winter hit, the pond was frozen, the red and green in the garden faded, and the dry reeds swayed, and the desolate scene was desolate and decadent.

The only thing that can be enjoyed is the charm of the remaining lotus and the cyan.

"Is it frozen in Shanghai?" Hai Rui stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scene outside the window a little surprised. "I remember it didn't freeze in the twelfth month of that year."

"Yes, the weather is about to change." Zhao Hao, who was standing by, sighed and explained: "This is not a pun."

"Is the Little Ice Age you mentioned finally coming?" Hai Rui asked softly.

"Yes." Zhao Hao nodded and said, "The brief warmth before the ice age is over. Winter is coming, Hai Gong..."

In the first two years of Longqing, Zhao Hao started this topic in Beijing. He told Hai Rui that in the agricultural society with low productivity, the rise and fall of the dynasty was closely related to the so-called small ice cycle.

The previous three Little Ice Rivers destroyed the Shang Dynasty, the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty respectively. Now, the fourth Little Ice River Age is here again...

Hai Rui specifically checked historical materials for this and found that the frost, snow and freezing disasters in the late Han Dynasty and late Tang Dynasty did increase sharply, and the months that occurred were also greatly advanced. For example, in the Tang Dynasty, "Tongjian" and "Tang Shu" clearly recorded that the early Tang Dynasty was relatively hot, the weather was colder in the middle and late periods, and it often snowed in Chang'an and Luoyang.

That is why Cen Shen, who lived in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, wrote the poem "The sky is flying snow in August".

Hai Rui counted the data of this dynasty and found that as Zhao Hao said, since Zhengde, the number of frost, snow and freezing disasters has increased significantly in advance...

The abnormal climate will lead to flood, drought and locust plagues, and the people will live in poverty. This is consistent with Hai Rui's own feelings. The situation in the Ming Dynasty was indeed terrible, and large-scale refugees are proof of this. Otherwise, he would not have been on the "Talk about the World's No. 1 Commentary on the World"!

When he was in office as Governor Yingtian, Hai Rui talked to Zhao Hao again about crossing the Xiaobing River. At that time, he asked if he could try to alert the officials of the court and make them realize that the extreme cold era was coming?

Zhao Hao told him that this is too difficult. Because climate change is a long and subtle process, and it is not static. For example, the temperature will continue to warm up in the next ten years. In this case, there is no market for the remarks about the Little Ice Age.

Now, nearly twenty years have passed since that conversation. Zhao Hao's prophecy has proved that from the end of Longqing to the 13th year of Wanli, the Ming Dynasty generally has a warm climate and good weather, creating superior conditions for the implementation of the Wanli New Policy, and the Ming Dynasty has finally revealed its prosperous situation.

But what is cruel is that this is just the final rejuvenation. Starting from the fifteenth year of Wanli, as sunspots gradually decreased, the global temperature began to gradually drop. In 1600 AD, the extreme cold period entered around the 28th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, and reached its peak during the Chongzhen period.

During this period, the winter was extremely cold, and even the snowstorms fell in Guangdong and other places. The cool cold in the north caused the rainfall areas to move southward, pre-Qin and Jin, later in Heluo, followed by Qilu, Wuyue, Jingchu, and the capital... A nationwide drought occurred. The grain output suddenly dropped, and even mice could not stand it and had to move everywhere.

So the plague spread on a large scale again...

Now, Hai Rui saw with his own eyes that Pudong had begun to freeze. During the Longqing period, he could still take a boat to survey water conservancy in the mud in Pudong during the twelfth lunar month.

"It seems that your prophecy is gradually coming true." Hai Rui sighed desolately and looked at Zhao Hao and said, "I hope your big immigration plan can protect the billions of people in the north."

"It will definitely happen." Zhao Hao nodded and smiled, "Hai Gong might think I was bragging back then, but now he should know that the vast overseas world is really a hot land for me to build a land for China, right?"

"Well, I was invited by the Anti-Corruption Investigation Foundation a few years ago and went around the 18 overseas administrative regions you have developed." Hai Rui nodded and said with emotion: "It's incredible not to be there. It turns out that at our doorstep, in addition to Qiongzhou Island, there is a hundred times larger world waiting for us to develop."

"If God doesn't take it, you will suffer the consequences! If all the red-haired ghosts are taken over, our China will be in a difficult situation in the future." Hai Rui gave Zhao Hao a thumbs up and said, "From this point alone, you are the number one hero in China in two thousand years!"

"Hai Gong praised me like this, and I felt so irritated." Zhao Hao said with a smile:

"Nanyang can accommodate a population of 100 million, so there is absolutely no problem. Moreover, we have not had time to develop the largest green island and Jue Island."

"No wonder you're so angry. I heard you want to increase it to three million?" Hai Rui asked, "Ten million in three years?"

"It's not easy to talk about. Immigration is a complex project. Housing, transportation, sanitation, epidemic prevention, livestock, pesticides, fertilizers, food, etc. must be fully equipped to ensure the survival and life of new immigrants. Any shortcomings will limit the scale of immigration. The most important thing is that the group has limited manpower, and it is already very difficult to resettle two million immigrants a year."

Zhao Hao sighed and said, "It is only because of the uncertainty of the future political situation that the group decided to send all the people who had previously registered overseas first, and then slowly digest it."

Hai Rui nodded, was silent for a while before saying again: "Lin Run said, only by following your path can we save the people and the Ming Dynasty."

"What do you think Hai Gong?" Zhao Hao asked softly.

"I think so too..." Hai Rui never beat around the bush. He looked at the lonely and arrogant Canhe on the ice and said quietly: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have done so many things for you."

"Yes, the integrity of the group is all due to the righteousness injected by Hai Gong." Zhao Hao nodded and tried to keep it again: "So don't go to Beijing. The emperor is not King Zhou, and I won't be King Wu. It's enough that the Ming Dynasty has a pen holder, and there is no need for a comparison."

"Don't worry, I won't reveal any situation about Jiangnan Group, nor will I do anything that is unfavorable to you." Hai Rui looked at Zhao Hao with a smile and said.

"Hey, where do you always want me?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm not worried that you will deal with our group."

"Yes, no one can deal with you now." Hai Rui said lightly: "Even if you kill your father and son now, it will be useless. Instead, it will make the royal family completely unavoidable."

"Then the Hai Gong wants..." Zhao Hao said helplessly.

"Just think I'm asking for peace of mind. When I was studying in "Public Security Memorial", I didn't plan to come out alive. As a result, Emperor Shizong left before me, which has always been a part of my heart. I often wonder, will I have my responsibility for the death of Shizong?" Hai Rui's tone was a little vague, but his eyes were as firm as ever.

"Where is this? Emperor Jiajing is already terminally ill." Zhao Hao couldn't help but shake his head.

"No matter what, a slave country like the Shang Dynasty and the tyrant monarchs like Emperor Xin still have important officials like Bigan. My Ming Taizu expelled the Tartars and restored China. Emperors of all dynasties have been raising scholars for another 200 years, how could they not have been punished by the ministers who died? Doesn't that seem to be too heartless?" Hai Rui laughed:

"The Emperor Shizong didn't kill me back then, maybe just to make me give my life back to him one day."

"It's not worth it..." Zhao Hao wanted to persuade him again.

But Hai Rui raised his hand and refused to let him continue and said, "I have decided, so there is no need to persuade him anymore."

"Oh..." Zhao Hao sighed. Yes, when will Hai Rui listen to people's advice?

"Actually, I have been thinking hard over the past few years. Can I have a way to achieve both ways?" Hai Rui smiled and said slowly to Zhao Hao:

"Later I thought, since your group emphasizes justice and justity so much. So as long as the emperor does not make a big mistake, you can't make a crime for him, right?"

"That's definitely not. Fakes are always fake." Zhao Hao shook his head and said, "If the emperor does not settle Master Zhang and does not act against the situation, we will naturally only do what we should do."

"This is my purpose in Beijing. I don't expect to be the king Yao and Shun, I just want to keep my mind at the emperor." Hai Rui looked at Zhao Hao frankly and said, "Do you want to leave me even more?"

"Hahaha, how could that happen?" Zhao Hao shook his head and laughed: "Hai Gong can look at the emperor and let him be a person. We can't ask for anything!"

"I know that the emperor has revived me to use me as a guise, not really wanting to listen to my nagging." Hai Rui said very well: "But I firmly refused to go to Nanjing to serve, so he had to pinch my nose and get me in front of me. But when I went, I couldn't help him."

"It seems that your Majesty's good days are coming to an end in a few days." Zhao Hao showed a sympathetic smile: "It's been two months now. He hasn't been to court once, and he has never summoned the minister to report."

"It's really time to take good care of it." Hai Rui's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "Why are the fucking lazy generations of King Xingxian so lazy?"

"Maybe this is genetics." Zhao Hao smiled and said, "If you want to blame, blame Yang Wenzhong Gong. If you choose the wrong one, you can't control it."

"From a personal relationship, I hope that the child is good." He sighed softly, "It's only after he finally got rid of my father-in-law. Can you listen to Hai Gong's advice?"

"If you can't persuade me, you must persuade me!" Hai Rui cut off the railway line: "Don't worry, if he really does something wrong, he will harm the country and the people, my husband will splatter blood to the palace gate, and ring the death knives for the only husband and the people!"

"How lucky is there to be a Duke of Hai in the Ming Dynasty?" Zhao Hao's nose was sour, and thousands of words turned into a deep bow.

"It's a pity." Hai Rui shook his head and spit out a long breath of turbid air and said, "Actually, before coming, I planned to advise you to protect Tian's family. But when the boat entered the Huangpu River, looking at the sharp contrast between the two sides of the west of Pudong, those reasons could not be explained at all."

Puxi has become the so-called paradise on earth before, but compared with the Pudong New Area, a new life demonstration zone built with the highest standards, it is still a world of difference.

Almost everyone who has been here will become a crazy fan of Jiangnan Group, and they want to move their home here immediately... Unfortunately, they are going to get a lottery now.

Hai Rui felt the most deeply. Because before he presided over the "Huangpu Duosong" water conservancy project, Pudong was a muddy pond...

"Compared to letting the people in the world be hungry and cold, and the elderly have a place to support them, and widows, widows, widows, orphans have a place to support them. A family of ancestral temples is indeed insignificant." He looked up at the sky with dry leaves and murmured:
Chapter completed!