If the matter of the victims is resolved, the emperor will not wave his sword at the Weiguo Mansion, and can even use this incident to counterattack Song Guogong and others...... Jiang Han thought so.

"Solving the problem of disaster relief?" Jiang Feng smiled dumbly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Jiang Han saying this sentence in a fluttering tone, and said angrily: "Do you think it's that simple?" The 60,000 victims of Yunzhou hit Kyoto, and even the emperor had a headache. Do you want to solve it? Just by virtue of you, an enlightened child? ”

Jiang Han was unconvinced: "How do you know that I have no choice?" ”

Jiang Feng said: "The victims are in Beijing, and the surplus of the household department is limited, even if it is a person from the Manchu Dynasty, the champion can't think of any good way, so he can only divide the victims into several batches and send them to states other than Kyoto." ”

Jiang Han was taken aback: "Send the victims to the states outside of Kyoto? ”

Jiang Feng said: "It is Yingzhou, Shuozhou, Shunzhou, Jizhou and other places. Having said that, this method is also the best way, firstly, since it can share the pressure of Kyoto, and secondly, it can increase the population of each prefecture, killing two birds with one stone, and it is still the fourth prince who came up with it. ”

Jiang Feng's voice was a little admired, and his eyes that looked at Jiang Han showed a wise light.

Although Takefu was regarded as a vulgar existence, even he was despised by the Confucian courtiers.

But after finding that he could quickly understand the benefits of the scheme of the four princes, his head seemed to suddenly have a light, and then thinking of Chu Jingzhi's Chu Daru who eagerly wanted to accept himself as an apprentice today, Jiang Feng felt that he was a piece of gold, but he was buried by dust before.

I'm actually pretty smart...... Jiang Feng thought proudly in his heart.

Jiang Han frowned and said, "Do this...... Seems to be a bit of a problem. ”

"What's the problem?" Jiang Feng felt that he had crushed Jiang Han intellectually, "In my opinion, this strategy is superior. If the prince had given relief to the victims in this way, the disaster would have been solved. ”

Oh...... Jiang Han nodded silently.

……

Den!

The candles on the table were as bright as beans, and the dim flames emitted an orange glow, staining the room with a dull shade of yellow.

Outside the window, the breeze knocked on a gongsun tree, and it made a non-stop noise.

Jiang Han sat on the side of the desk, which was full of various books.

There are a lot of things going on today, and he needs to sort them out one by one.

"I am the concubine of the Weiguo Mansion, even if I marry the eldest princess of Ning Yue, my status may not be high, and even if I am not careful, I will die. Unless I can become a great Confucian. ”

"Before, I thought that as long as I practiced Confucianism calmly, I would eventually become a great Confucian, but now it seems that Kyoto is a dragon pool, crowded with dragons, and if I am not careful, I may be torn to pieces by dragons."

"I just wanted to make a name for myself through writing books, but I also suffered a blow, if it weren't for my good relationship with the three great Confucians, this matter wouldn't have ended so easily today."

Jiang Han's eyes moved slightly, thinking about it, he thought about the disaster victims again.

Yunzhou demon disaster, disaster victims hit Kyoto.

It doesn't seem that simple.

According to the book, there are demons in the north, and people eat blood, since the demon clan attacked Yunzhou, why would they let sixty or seventy thousand disaster victims leave Yunzhou and attack Kyoto......

Jiang Han shook his head, and he thought of the four princes' plan for disaster relief again.

Although it sounded excellent, not only solving the disaster victims, but also alleviating the population problem, for some reason, Jiang Han felt that there was a huge loophole in it.

Time flies.

Jiang Han lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and this question appeared in his mind again, lingering.

The candles on the table are about to burn out, and the fifth watch has just arrived.

Jiang Han was still tossing and turning on the bed, and the wind outside the house seemed to be more violent, knocking on the window and rumbling.

Jiang Han suddenly had a bright light in his mind, his eyes widened, and he rolled up from the bed: "I know!" There is a huge problem with the relief of the Yue King! If he does what he says, Kyoto will be in chaos! ”

"If you want to solve these disasters, you must not use his methods!"

He came to the desk, his eyes shining in the light of the candles, and then he unfolded the rice paper and dipped his pen in ink.

"But I have a better way!"

……

After a day and a night of fermentation and dissemination, under the impetus of people with ulterior motives, the rumors of "Dream of Red Mansions" insulting the saints completely spread in Kyoto.

From the honorable officials to the common people, they are all discussing this matter enthusiastically.

Under the impetus of some people, the voice of banning "Dream of Red Mansions" is also getting louder and louder, and there is even a trend of banning "Dream of Red Mansions".

For a while, the literati and students who liked it did not dare to talk lightly, and those who did not like it fell into the well and created rumors.

Coupled with the beating of Li Xuezheng, Jiang Han's reputation that had just turned around also took a sharp turn, from a gentleman to a future Daxia Shikui, and now he has become a villain who humiliates the teacher.

Even under the organization of the students of Guozijian, a procession of thousands of people appeared to go to the Weiguo Mansion, the purpose of which was naturally to denounce Jiang Han!

On a high-rise building facing the river.

Wang Yuan looked at He Xiu and said admiringly: "Brother He is really good!" instigated the students of Guozijian, and then coerced the civilians to denounce Jiang Han, now his reputation stinks if it doesn't stink! ”

He Xiu smiled slightly, his face full of self-satisfaction. Although it was a cold winter in October, he still shook a delicate folding fan: "Sometimes, confession does not have to be coerced!" The previous method was wrong. ”

Wang Yuan nodded and said, "It's still Brother He's smart!" ”

Previously, he coerced and lured Lang Zhong of the Torture Department to torture Jiang Han, but as a result, stealing chickens and rice did not become a loss.

Or He Xiu's strategy is more clever, just by encouraging the students of Guozijian, Jiang Han can be ruined!

Even if he doesn't admit it, what?

The three of them become tigers, and all of them are golden!

As long as everyone thinks so, then even if they are not guilty, they are guilty!

Popular hearts, available also!

"Jiang Han is just a pawn, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that his incriminating evidence falls into our hands, so that my father can have the upper hand in the court. Although His Majesty Suxi manipulated the balance, if the public opinion was turbulent and Jiang Han wanted to die, he could not insist on going his own way. But now public opinion is not turbulent enough......"

He Xiu said: "I made a poem, you take it, go to the Weiguo Mansion, and recite it to everyone." ”

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his bosom.

Wang Yuan took it and couldn't help but shrink his eyes.

What a vicious poem!

As soon as this poem comes out, Jiang Han will definitely be ruined! The Patriotic Mansion will also be hit hard!

And in the face of surging public opinion, the emperor also had to swing a knife at the Patriotic Mansion!

"Okay, I'll go over here." Wang Yuan grinned, and Jiang Han's cowardly face couldn't help but appear in his mind, how could that incompetent person become a so-called Great Xia Shikui overnight? He also married a princess......

Even I didn't marry the princess, why should he!

What's more, it's still the eldest princess of Ning Yue!

Wang Yuan's mind seemed to have the graceful figure of Princess Ning Yue, and a trace of desire flashed in his eyes.

……

When the sky dawned, the early dynasty had already begun.

The civil and military officials passed through the noon gate in an orderly manner and came to the Ziji Hall of the emperor's upper court, standing in two rows, silent.

After waiting quietly for a quarter of an hour, Emperor Xia Qi finally arrived.

"If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat!" After the normal number of salutes, the chief eunuch raised his voice and shouted.

At this time, a master with a slight frost flashed among the ministers, and said loudly: "Minister Li Fuwei, impeachment of Jiang Han, the son of the Duke of Weiguo, does not distinguish between dignity and inferiority, disrespects the teacher, and insults and beats Weichen in public!" Please ask the emperor to be the master of the micro-ministers! ”