Chapter 23: Yucheng Winter Disaster

Listening to the sound of Emperor Youwen's gentle breathing, Mu Chongjin slowly began to move, seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from Emperor Youwen, suddenly, the man opened his eyes and looked at her silently.

Eyes met, Mu Chongjin pulled his lips awkwardly, "Your Majesty, it's early!" ”

Zhao Qijue: "...... Early. ”

"Noble Jin, you are the first person to make me admire!" And the first person to be embraced!

"Change!" "Yes!"

The sun was warm, but the court was full of tension, Zhao Qijue sat on the dragon chair, listening to Yun Yushi's gushing words, seeing that His Majesty had no reaction, Yun Yushi's voice was louder, "Your Majesty, please also ask Your Majesty to get wet with rain and dew!" ”

Zhao Qijue's face was tense, let's talk about it, I was talking about the rain and dew all day long, if it weren't for his age, he would have been photographed a long time ago, "Yunyu History, is my harem important, or is the winter disaster in Yucheng important?" ”

Yun Yushi's old face flushed, he originally wanted to persuade His Majesty to enter the harem more, so that his daughter could also get grace, but now the grace is in the Jin nobles, and her daughter has always been very anxious, and she specially sent a letter, not thinking about it being self-defeating.

Looking up, Gu Guogong's face was full of mockery, His Majesty had spoken, and he could only swallow the words of persuasion and retreat

Seeing that Yunyu Shizhi retreated, Zhao Qijue didn't embarrass him much, and said to the ministers: "Yucheng Winter Disaster, what do you Aiqing think?" ”

The ministers looked at each other, they didn't want to be this bird, Zhao Qijue was not in a hurry, he was still relieved about his courtiers, he was a little timid, but the ideas were good.

Even if you don't say it in the court, after retiring from the court, you will repair a book and hand it to the imperial study.

In the end, Sui Jiang Sui Shangshu couldn't help it and shouted: "Your Majesty! The voice buzzed in their ears, and the ministers couldn't help but cover their ears for fear of hurting their ears.

Sui Shangshu snorted, and the next sentence lowered his voice, "Your Majesty, the minister has something to say!" ”

Zhao Qijue didn't speak, nodded and motioned for him to continue, Sui Shangshu took a deep breath and said: "The minister thinks that this winter disaster is still inappropriate, Yucheng is located in the area from Jiangnan to the north, and there was no such situation in previous years, and now it is only half a month in winter, how can so many disaster victims wander around?!" ”

Zhao Qijue looked at Sui Jiang, it has only been a few days since the winter disaster came up, and it is very good to be able to grasp the key point so quickly, it is better than a few people who blindly ask the imperial court to allocate money to solve it.

Silver money is just a symptom but not a cure, this winter disaster is really strange, obviously it is a rich land in the south of the Yangtze River, the season is warm, but sometimes the summer flood, in recent years, the construction of water conservancy has improved a lot.

Yucheng winter disaster, I'm afraid that someone wants to gather money to do things! After all, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the foundation was not stable, so this is the best opportunity.

Zhao Qijue squinted, waved his big hand, and ordered: "General Wen and Sui Shangshu go south to investigate!" Wen Yin, okay?! ”

The young boy opened his eyes slightly, the misty color in his eyes did not fade, and the chick nodded like a peck of rice, "Minister, there is no objection." ”

"Okay, then it's decided, do you have anything else to report from the Aiqing?"

The ministers arched their hands, "The ministers are fine!" "Retreat from the dynasty-" Everyone retreated one after another, but only one person stayed in the hall, that was the general Xiaowen, Wen Yin.

Zhao Qijue saw that there was a slight gloomy color on his face, and asked, "What?" Unwilling to go south with Sui Shangshu? ”

Wen Yin shook his head, his white face was a little hesitant, "It's just that my father will agree to this?" ”

"Do you think he can not follow the oracle?"