Chapter 225 Relief for Disaster Victims
Chapter 225 Relief for Disaster Victims
This has led to an increasing number of refugees. I think we should open up our granaries, open up new fields, and provide relief to the victims.
"Really? What do you think, my dear ministers?" Lin Mu heard this and the late emperor nodded.
At this moment, an imperial censor stood up and said, "I agree, but I think we still need to choose a suitable person."
"So that's how it is. In your opinion, Lord Wang, who should go?" His Majesty the Emperor said in a low voice.
Censor Wang quickly bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I think it would be best if the Crown Prince could go first."
"Oh?"
Lin Muwen closed his eyes slightly and lowered his head in thought, as if the previous words were not what he said at all.
However, a faint smile appeared on Gu Yiming's face. Humph, in the end, it was still a good deal for me.
"What do you think?"
"I second the motion!" All the civil and military officials in the court stood up and saluted.
Seeing all the civil and military officials in the court stand up and nod at him, the old emperor couldn't help but raise his brows slightly.
What he hated most was forming cliques. It was obvious that Gu Yiming's actions made him very unhappy.
Shi'an was also in the court today, wearing a loose court robe, and stood up quietly from among the ministers.
"I think we should let the Eighth Prince take over."
Hearing someone raise an objection, and then another, and then another, the emperor immediately asked, "What do you say?"
“I think it’s only natural for the Eighth Prince to be considerate of the people of the world and handle this matter well.
"I think this matter is somewhat inappropriate."
But the emperor waved his hand and said, "Okay, then let the Eighth Prince come."
"what happened?"
"No."
"Okay, let's go down."
……
As soon as Lin Muwen returned to the palace, Mu Ruixi immediately ran up to him, looking impatient.
Lin Muwen turned to look at Mu Ruixi and shook his head slightly.
Thinking of this, Mu Ruixi suddenly felt that her future was full of despair.
When Lin Mu heard this, a gleam flashed in Mu Ruixi's eyes. He was moved and said quickly, "Well, I just said it casually. My father has allowed me to go to the western and southern borders to open the granaries and release grain to quell the drought."
"How do you talk like that? Are you kidding me?" Lin Muwen heard this and Mu Ruixi suddenly opened her eyes wide and said loudly.
Lin Muwen smiled slightly, nodded towards Mu Ruixi, and said, "Yes, my father agrees."
Mu Ruixi jumped up excitedly: "Great!"
"How dare you lie to me!" Lin Mu shouted, his face instantly turning ugly.
Lin Muwen laughed heartily, picked up Mu Ruixi and carried her to the bedroom.
the next day.
Shi'an arrived at the mansion where Lin Muwen lived early in the morning. Lin Muwen and Mu Ruixi had already gotten up and packed their luggage.
Lin Muwen clasped his fists towards Shi'an and asked, "Prime Minister Yu, are you going with us too?"
"I won't go back to Western Xinjiang. I will go to Southern Xinjiang and help you deal with things over there. And this time, I will bring two people with me."
"Oh?" Lin Muwen turned his gaze and looked behind Shi'an.
Zhang Shuhe and Gao Ting jumped out of a carriage behind Shi'an.
"Shuhe, what are you doing here?" Mu Ruixi looked up in surprise.
Zhang Shuhe twitched the corner of his mouth, "Really? You left alone. If it weren't for my dad, I wouldn't have told you that you were coming to Western Xinjiang."
Mu Ruixi slapped herself on the head and said, "Okay, I'm wrong about this. Now let me ask you, do you agree to go with my Prime Minister Liu?"
Zhang Shuhe rolled his eyes at him and said, "If he doesn't agree, we won't leave."
At this time, Mu Ruixi didn't say anything more. She had agreed anyway. She just didn't know what Zhang Shuhe did to persuade Prime Minister Liu.
Both western and southern Xinjiang were a disaster, and many refugees became bandits due to lack of food, and it was dangerous to go further.
But since they all agreed, Mu Ruixi could only nod.
Mu Ruixi turned around and said to Lin Muwen, "Well, my husband, I am going to go to Southern Xinjiang with Shi An. When you return from the Western Regions, you can come directly to see us."
Lin Mu was startled when he heard this, and quickly shook his head, saying: "There are many bandits in southern Xinjiang. You will be in great danger without me by your side."
However, Mu Ruixi was determined to go to southern Xinjiang. The weather in the west was already very bad. If she had to deal with the west first and then the south, it would take a long time.
Mu Ruixi said to Lin Muwen, "We must seize every opportunity to resolve everything in the Western Regions. If we act separately, it will take longer. Besides, I'm not alone. Shi'an and the others also know martial arts, and I can protect myself."
Lin Muwen stared at Mu Ruixi with a firm gaze, knowing that it was useless to persuade her any further. Mu Ruixi was determined to return to southern Xinjiang and didn't want to be with her anymore.
And Mu Ruixi was right. This matter was indeed urgent. If something happened to his father, Gu Yiming would most likely take advantage of the situation.
This was something he couldn't stand. He had no interest in Faye Wong, but after all, he was born into a royal family! If he wanted to fight, he had to fight.
That's why Lin Muwen nodded to Mu Ruixi and asked a group of guards to follow her.
After a while, Mu Ruixi got on a carriage, and the group left the imperial city and headed south.
Lin Muwen rode his horse and saw the figures of Mu Ruixi and others in the distance, so he ordered his men to turn their horses around and head towards another road in the western border.
His Royal Highness's residence.
"We're setting off so soon? How long have we been walking?" Gu Yiming leaned back on the prince's chair and said to his subordinates.
The man lowered his head and said, "Mu Ruixi and the others left an incense stick's time ago, and the Eighth Prince also left an incense stick's time ago."
"Oh, it seems they want to get this war out of the western border as quickly as possible."
"Your Highness, Your Highness and the Eighth Prince have already split up. Your Highness and Shi'an and the others are obviously heading to Southern Xinjiang, while the Eighth Prince is heading to Western Xinjiang."
Gu Yiming nodded and said, "I didn't expect that my eighth brother also thought so, but I didn't expect that the Imperial Master Shi'an would actually stand on Old Eight's side.
The black-robed man rolled his eyes, as if remembering something. "Sir, this is natural. According to our understanding, the Eighth Prince and the Eighth Prince had a close relationship back then. It's only natural for him to stand up for the Eighth Prince now."
Gu Yiming nodded. He also knew this truth, but he didn't understand why his father acted like that at the court meeting.
In the court, when Censor Wang asked him to leave, many people agreed, but the emperor was obviously not satisfied with his proposal and even asked him to speak.
It seems that the old emperor is still somewhat dissatisfied with himself.
How could this be?
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