The emperor sat on the high dragon chair and did not speak, but sat quietly and waited for them to finish, and then looked down at the important ministers of the court in the main hall and waited in silence to tell them that this time he had made a big decision

Finally, after a long time, some courtiers couldn't help it and bowed down to ask the emperor.

"I don't know what Your Majesty said, what is the matter?"

"Migration of the inhabitants of the nearby seaside! Which of you is willing to supervise this?"

As soon as the emperor said this, the people in the Taihe Hall couldn't help but breathe, and they were instantly quiet to the point where they could hear the falling needles.

"What? None of you want to go?"

The Emperor's question dragged on for a long time, evidently with a hint of anger.

"This ......"

The courtiers looked around in distress, trying to find allies, but none of them came out to speak.

"What? Nobody wants to go?"

"Death penalty!"

The courtiers have always resorted to tricks, but they all refused.

"Capital offense, if I really kill you, Yunhang Baixin can migrate, then I would like to be willing to give it a try."

"Prime Minister Zuo, you are in charge of civil and military officials, and you should know these courtiers very well, who do you think is more suitable for this matter?"

The king on the dragon chair glanced at the ministers with a sharp look, and finally stopped at the left minister.

His Majesty the Emperor at this time is completely the same as the previous smiling and imperial demeanor of the court.

It seems a bit arbitrary.

"Your Majesty has made up your mind?"

Led by the Zuo Xiang, he did not bend down like the Chaocheng next to him, and did not dare to look at the emperor, on the contrary, he stood up straight, looking directly at His Majesty the Emperor.

After all, going to disaster relief is a thankless job, not to mention taking advantage of the situation to let those who are unwilling to leave their homeland move.

Who wants to do such a dangerous job?

Lord Zuo Xiang thought like this, and he couldn't come up with a person for a while, and the emperor on the dragon chair didn't urge him, but was very generous.

"If Lord Zuo Xiang can't think of a candidate for a while, it doesn't matter, you think slowly, I have time, I can afford to wait, when will you come up with a candidate, when will I go to court!"

The emperor's words almost made those senior courtiers faint, not for anything else, because they had just been woolened by the eldest princess, and they had been playing in this Taihe Hall for two hours, and it was already past lunch time, and everyone's stomachs were already growling.

The old minister, who was physically exhausted, had already secretly stared at the body of Lord Zuo Xiang.

Only then did the left minister realize that he had to be a bad guy today.

So he turned his gaze to the courtiers behind him.

The courtiers bowed their heads to avoid his gaze.

There were even people who lowered their heads and whispered for help, "Lord Zuo Xiang can't! I can't handle this difficult task!"

Lord Zuo Xiang was secretly angry in his heart, these people who usually have benefits to squeeze their heads and want benefits, but now when they are in difficulty, they shrink back like a turtle with a shrunken head.

It's so realistic!

However, Lord Zuo Xiang is not a vegetarian, he is also an old man who has gone through two dynasties, and he has a way to deal with the top and manage the bottom. ….

"Your Majesty! There is no one to go to Yunhang for disaster relief, but the minister has a proposal, and I ask Your Majesty to decide!"

The Emperor sat on the dragon chair and nodded slightly, "Talk about it!"

"Your Majesty, this Yunhang is always a natural disaster, in the previous dynasty, someone proposed to relocate the residents nearby, but there is an old saying that is good, quite real, called ......"

The latter words were directly stuck in his throat, and he deliberately hung up without saying anything.

When the emperor heard half of his words, Lord Zuo Xiang suddenly stopped talking, so he asked.

"What's it called?"

"Poor mountains and bad waters

People!"

The Emperor frowned.

Zuo Xiang stopped again.

The courtiers all whispered, generally speaking, Lord Zuo was right, and this is the case, the people of Yunhang are really too difficult.

At the beginning, the ministers sent by His Majesty were beaten into a hornet's nest and fell unconscious, and were carried back to Beijing for treatment.

The second time, the minister brought the disaster relief silver, and after the disaster relief, he mentioned the matter of relocation, and others directly tied him up and threw him at the entrance of the village, and then wanted to go in and talk to the village name about the migration, but the villagers picked up knives, forks, swords, halberds, and hoes to stop people from entering, and refused to communicate!

It's not that the emperor doesn't know about these things, but this matter has to be solved, and it must be solved, otherwise after a natural disaster once in the past few years, the treasury will no longer be able to save a penny.

"Why don't you continue?"

The emperor saw that the people below were talking about it, so he continued the topic again.

Lord Zuo Xiang hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, since this Yunhang's problem is a natural disaster, there will definitely be a Chosen One who can handle all this, Your Majesty, the minister has the courage to ask Your Majesty to issue an order, please ask the national teacher to spy on the heavenly machine, please give a hint from the heavens, and see who can solve the matter of Yunhang's people perfectly?"

The words of the left minister won the applause of the courtiers.

His Majesty the Emperor on the dragon chair heard this, and before he could make a decision, the courtiers had already knelt on the ground with a hula, "Please give an edict to Your Majesty, please ask the national teacher to communicate with the heavens, find a capable person, and be qualified to be the person of Yunhang's Qincha!"

The emperor saw the actions of the courtiers and knew that they were playing ball, he was very unhappy, but he didn't have any good candidates in his heart, so he asked Gonggong Ling to go to the National Teacher's Mansion to pass on the will.

Who would have thought that it would take almost an hour for Gonggong Ling to go this time, but his return was that the national teacher was not in the mansion and did not know where to go.

The emperor was helpless, thinking that the disaster relief silver had been transported, and at the same time he had sent people to raise food, and the people who moved Yunhang were not so anxious, so he retreated.

After the early dynasty, the emperor rushed to the dining room.

In the dining room at this time, Xiao Suisui grabbed a big chicken leg with one hand and ate it with a big mouthful.

Princess Atta, who was sitting across from her, was dumbfounded.

"You eat slowly, I won't rob you, besides, your majesty's father-in-law hasn't come yet, you eat and drink like this, aren't you afraid that he will see you like this and blame you?"

Xiao Sui sneered at the chicken leg coolly, his mouth was stuffed full, and he shook his head again and again, "Your Majesty's father-in-law won't blame me!" He said I could eat if I wanted, and I could drink as much as I wanted!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Your Majesty's stepfather has said this, but your dining etiquette is too bad, how did the upbringing grandma I sent to you teach you, and you were raised to be as bad as a child from a small people's family!"

The emperor's voice suddenly came from the tile, and Princess Atta hurriedly stood up and saluted.

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