"Yi'er is right, those people are demons and beasts."

"The treasury is already empty, and the drought in Guanzhong has already affected the situation in the whole world."

"Even though the situation has reached this point, those brutes are still happy to embezzle."

"Can't you really cut off the heads of these beasts?"

A trace of ferocity flashed on Xu Zhen's face, for this kind of person who is a disaster for the country, he really can't wait to eat his flesh raw.

In the past two decades of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the treasury has been empty due to war.

It was not easy to mobilize food from other places for disaster relief.

The result is layers of deduction and exploitation.

Very little really reached the hands of the victims.

What's more, until he died, he did not see a grain of relief food from the imperial court.

"This relief food, in the end, is it for those corrupt officials and corrupt officials, or for the people of my Great Zhou Dynasty."

Xu Zhen looked out the window at the snow and said indignantly.

"Second Uncle wants me to take over the disaster relief?"

Xu Yi frowned slightly and said slowly.

Compared to the disaster relief incident, the witch case is no longer a big deal.

After all, eight years have passed, and most of that generation has been purged.

A prince who has no foundation and no threat is naturally insignificant in the eyes of Emperor Zhengde.

As for why he was under house arrest for eight years, he still chose to ignore himself after the witch case was reopened.

This point is still a little unclear to Xu Yi.

can only say one sentence, it is most difficult to guess the emperor's heart.

The drought in Guanzhong is different, this is a major event that is enough to shake the country's foundation.

If Xu Yi can solve the disaster relief matter, Emperor Zhengde will naturally open up.

Even if he doesn't want to, public opinion and public opinion will force him to think about it.

"Others don't know that Yi'er is smart, how can I, the second uncle, not know."

"Today, the only one who can save those victims is Yi'er."

"If the disaster victims can be solved, it will be a piece of cake to get out of Zongzheng Temple with Yi'er's merits."

"If it's solved perfectly, the matter will be fine."

Yu Gong, sharing worries for the country is his responsibility as the Prince of Qizhu.

Yu privately, this is the only opportunity he can get for Xu Yi as a second uncle.

After guarding the Western Regions for 20 years, Xu Zhen has seen countless talented Confucians, but no one can give him this kind of confidence like Xu Yi.

Xu Yi's talent far surpasses any Confucian in the world today!

This kind of talent, both public and private, should not be buried in this small Youning Temple, a small Zongzheng Temple.

Xu Yi's eyes quietly looked at the bubbling copper pot, and he didn't say anything.

The witch case seems to have subsided, but it could erupt again at any time.

He cannot, and doesn't want to, sit still.

This time, it was a silver flower from the sky, which solved the crisis of his witch curse.

What about next time?

Will you have such good luck next time?

The scourge of witchcraft was initiated by some forces in order to eradicate the former prince.

Or was Emperor Zhengde jealous of the former prince and concocted it?

Xu Yi didn't know, he wouldn't know about it in his life if he stayed in Youning Courtyard.

Only by going out can we find out the causes and consequences of the witch case.

in order to better cope.

The drought in Guanzhong is a crisis.

If it is not solved well, it is very likely that the small life will be lost in this great drought in Guanzhong.

But it's also an opportunity.

If it is solved, as Xu Zhen, the king of Jin, said, it will be no problem to rely on this merit.

At that time, it will be the real sky and let the birds fly!

'Is there anything I have to lose?' ’

Xu Yi, who was staring at the copper pot, kept interrogating his heart.

He really has nothing to lose.

If he doesn't take on this important task, he will have no hope of getting out of Youning Courtyard in his life.

Let's not mention the scourge of witchcraft for the time being.

This kind of caged day has already overwhelmed him.

In addition to reading every day, he is practicing martial arts, if these two interests can no longer consume time for him.

He, what should he do?

At that time, I am afraid that within three years, it will go to the footsteps of its predecessor and end up depressed.

Unwilling.

Really unwilling.

Xu Yi, who was staring at the copper pot in a daze, couldn't help but flash a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

And this unwillingness was naturally seen by Xu Zhen, who had been staring at him.

Xu Zhen's breathing gradually became heavier, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept yelling.

'Yi'er, you shouldn't be buried in this little quiet courtyard. ’

'Your brother was the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty!' ’

'Your queen mother is the queen of the world! It's the lord of the three palaces and six courtyards! ’

'Your uncle is a general who terrifies the Huns in Mobei! ’

'Get out there! The outside world is high and the sea is wide for you to fly! No matter where you go, the second uncle will help you wholeheartedly! ’

'Even if you give up this life, what can you do?' ’

At this time, Xu Zhen seemed to be even more nervous than Xu Yi.

The hands in the sleeves of the black four-clawed green dragon robe were already exposed.

But he never made a sound.

He was afraid.

He was afraid that what he said casually would affect Xu Yi's judgment.

No matter what choice Xu Yi makes, he will support him unconditionally.

This is his duty as a second uncle, and it is also the promise he made to the tomb of the great general Zhao Qing.

"Second uncle."

Xu Yi slowly moved his gaze from the copper pot to Xu Zhen's face.

"Hmm."

Xu Zhen nodded heavily, as if he was telling Xu Yi with practical actions that I would support whatever choice you make.

"Second uncle, I need all the actions that the imperial court has taken for disaster relief since the drought began."

"This includes the appointment and dismissal of officials, including all the amounts of money and food for disaster relief."

"The more detailed, the better."

Xu Yi has already made a decision in his heart, that is, to fight with this world.

Regardless of his past and present lives, Xu Yi is not a person who can only escape.

However, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will win all battles.

Taking on this important task means staking everything you have.

He needs all the details about disaster relief.

"Alright, alright, alright, I'll have someone send it right now."

A hint of surprise appeared on Xu Zhen's face, and he staggered to his feet.

"Second uncle, don't worry, disaster relief is not a one-day effort."

"What's more, this matter needs to be considered in the long run."

"After all, my nephew is still guilty of sin."

Xu Yi got up and hugged Xu Zhen, who was slightly drunk.

The premise of everything must be based on Xu Yi's ability to get out of Youning Courtyard.

If you can't even get out of Youning Temple, how can you talk about disaster relief? What to talk about?

"Look at my memory, I'm confused, I'm confused."

Xu Zhen stretched out his hand and patted his dizzy head, and smiled bitterly.

The disaster relief is extraordinary, and the two of them are in this quiet courtyard.

As soon as the upper lip touches the lower lip, can you say something?

Xu Zhen grabbed the hot tea that had already been poured on the dining table with one hand.

It's a pity that the hot tea has cooled.

A cup of cold tea entered his stomach, and Xu Zhen felt a little clearer.