Murong Ming, the young master of Tianbao Pavilion, wanted to let the household department allocate the silver from the national treasury and return the money owed by the imperial court to Tianbao Pavilion for the purchase of weapons over the years, a total of one million taels of silver, but the discussion was fruitless for a long time. Several household officials headed by Pan Wenjuan showed their clever tongues, not saying that they would not pay it back, but only that there was still a shortage of silver in the treasury at present, and that after some time, they should return all of them......

Murong Miao saw that it was useless to say this, so he had no choice but to get up and leave. Lao Shangshu asked Xu Wuxian to send off the guests on his behalf. Wu Zhi led Murong Meng and the three incense masters under his Tianbao Pavilion to slowly walk out of the household hall, the two of them greeted each other all the way, said many words of mutual admiration, and when they were about to leave the door of the household department, they inadvertently asked:

"Brother Ling has always been a good ?......"

"My brother was accidentally injured while practicing at home, and he has been recuperating in the house for the past two months, fortunately, there is no major problem, but this internal strength is quite damaged...... This one...... How did Xu Shi know about his brother's injury?" Murong Miao couldn't help but wonder.

"Oh...... What's this...... Naturally, I listened to my brothers...... Brother Ling is fine, congratulations!" Xu Wuzhi hurriedly replied. In fact, in his heart, he was about to ask "Sister Ling has always been good?" but when the words came to his mouth, he changed to "Brother Ling" for no reason...... Wuzhi himself didn't know which one he wanted to ask.

"I didn't expect that such a trivial matter as my fourth brother's injury would also coax the martial arts...... Involved in the concern of the Lord of the Xu League, ashamed, ashamed...... "Murong Meng arched his hand. But he secretly thought in his heart, my fourth brother was injured by the white wolf demon he raised, and my Tianbao Pavilion was tight-lipped about this matter, how could he know that he was not sick?!...... It seems that he can be cited as the "Leader of the Demon Hunting Alliance", and it is not all in vain, and it is unknown whether this "Demon Hunting Alliance" may really be some powerful characters...... In the future, you have to be wary of this person......

"Where is Murong Gongzi, when Xu has a little time off from official business in the future, he will definitely visit the mansion, I still have some elixir in my family to heal injuries, which may be beneficial to Brother Ling's injury......," Xu Wuxian said. But he thought in his heart, your fourth brother Murong Ji was obviously injured by me, how did he become "injured in practice"? On that day, you Murong Ji put me in the cellar of Murong Mansion under the pretext of "giving me medicine for injuries", and almost turned into food in the mouth of the white wolf monster......

"The master of the Xu League and the younger brother have only one face, and they are so old-fashioned and warm-hearted, and they thanked the younger brother in the next generation...... Now, Xu Gongzi has a famous teacher in the temple, with dedicated guidance, fellow martial artists, and full help, in the future, whether it is in the court or in the rivers and lakes, it is smooth sailing, and the future is immeasurable...... "Murong Mian stood tall and jade, bowed his hand slightly, and this humble and gentle conversation was slowly said, which also set off his gentlemanly style.

"Murong Gongzi has won the award...... Murong Gongzi is the young master in charge of Tianbao Pavilion at a young age, and he will ask Murong Gongzi for more advice when he is not sick...... "The two of them saluted and said goodbye again outside the gate of the household, and the two sides parted politely......

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The sound of dripping, the time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is already the unitary time, and the sick is on duty, and he returns home. Hu Yiyi had already prepared a banquet in the main hall, and sat down with Hu Yiyi and Shu Hatian to drink without illness......

During the banquet, Wu Sick talked about the things that Qiu Mingli had been worried about recently, and Shu Hattian couldn't help but stop throwing his cup, and sighed:

"Ahem...... It is a big country in China, a vast and prosperous country, with 32 provinces, 128 prefectures, and more than 40 million households, and the national treasury is less than 700,000 taels of silver...... What kind of brilliant and prosperous era is this?!"

Xu Wuxian said: "The treasury is already so stretched, I wonder if the emperor knows?"

Shu hated the heavens and said: "The emperor Lao'er hides in the deep palace all day long to enjoy happiness, how can he know the suffering of the people? I heard that this drought is really fierce, and some of the victims have already arrived in the capital......

Hu Yiyi frowned and said: "The victims are too pitiful, they came to the capital to flee thousands of miles away, just to beg for food, but they were still blocked outside the city by officers and soldiers." Tomorrow I will have some food to be brought out of the city, and some relief will be given to them......"

Shu hattian said disapprerovingly: "My old sister, those victims are thousands, what can I do by waiting for this little bit of money? ! It's ridiculous that in this court now, ministers and princes from all walks of life have formed parties, only fighting for power and profit, but no one cares about national affairs and people's livelihood...... It's a pity!"

Xu Wuxi put the wine glass down and said, "Tomorrow, I will ask Mr. Qiu to write a book, first buy all the money in the treasury to help the victims, and then think of ways to raise food...... We can't let the victims starve to death......"

Shu hattian took a sip of wine and said, "This 700,000 silver, even if the emperor Lao'er agrees, it is only an urgent solution, what should I do next?...... These people will have to spend at least 2 million taels of silver on their food rations for half a year, and in addition, they will need to build rivers and canals to divert water from the south to solve the root causes...... The cost of repairing the river will cost a million taels to say the least, so much silver, where did it come from?......"

"If you don't have enough money, then go and borrow it! How many princes and wealthy families are there in this capital! Everyone is generous, and everyone gives a little, and this money for disaster relief ...... You can always raise it?......" Xu Wuzhi said.

"My disease-free brother, you are too naïve! Don't you hear that 'generosity is mostly the poor, and the most stingy rich family'? The richer the person, the more indigent he is, and you have to borrow it to be good......."

Xu Wuxian hurriedly said: "What should I do according to the meaning of the book fairy?"

Shu hated the sky and said: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, all things are used as dogs, natural disasters and man-made disasters, try to ask which dynasty and which generation can avoid it......?

Xu Wuxi drank all the wine in his cup and said, "No! No matter what, you can't watch so many victims starve to death! You don't care, he doesn't care, someone needs to take care of it...... Tomorrow, I will implore Mr. Qiu to write to the emperor, first open the treasury to buy grain, and then borrow money from large households......"

Hu Yiyi said with a straight face: "Little disease-free...... This is not possible!"

"Sister Hu, why?" asked Wuzhi blankly.

Hu Yiyi said: "Xiao Wuxi, think about it carefully...... It has not been a day or two since Mr. Qiu was released from prison. The drought in Shandong and Lianghuai has been going on for more than half a year...... Mr. Qiu himself, but why hasn't he been in a book yet?"

"This ......" Xu Wuxian hesitated, thinking to himself, could it be that the teacher was wise enough to protect himself, afraid of trouble, and ignored the millions of victims? But this is not the character of the teacher......

Hu Yiyi continued: "Mr. Qiu has been an official for more than 30 years, and he already knows the character of this old emperor today. Today's Emperor Kang Yuan has the best face...... He thought that he had created the prosperous era of Kang Yuan, the whole great Qian, the world was peaceful, the people were happy, and the people of later generations would comment on him as 'benevolent monarch through the ages'. At this time, if someone suddenly uncovers the scars, but presents a picture full of sorrow in front of the hundred officials, which attracts the court and public opinion...... This move was bound to annoy the emperor...... At that time, the 'initiator' will be held accountable, and what he has said will be sunk into the sea, and no one will dare to say ......."

"Hey...... It turns out that the teacher has other concerns, no wonder he has been worried......" sighed without illness.

Hu Yiyi said again: "What's more, Mr. Qiu, he was just convicted of playing the Chen Changing Law, and he has just been released from prison. The emperor pardoned him and reinstated him, which was nothing more than a loss to the face of King Wei...... If you rashly write a book this time, and talk about disaster relief, if you are not careful, it will cause thunder and anger, and when the time comes, the princes from all walks of life will attack again...... Mr. Qiu will not only be imprisoned again, but will also implicate the King of Wei......"

Xu Wuxian thought for a moment and said, "In this way, even if the teacher wants to study, he still has to stop him if he is sick......"

Hu Yiyi also said: "That's the case! In the past few days, I have been watching Mr. Qiu, and I have been looking worried. Mr. Qiu cares about the common people, and I am afraid that he will be as bookish and die as he was back then...... It must be known that now in this court situation, the crown prince is in danger, the king of Chu is determined to win, and the other princes, King Jin, King Song, King Yue...... are all gearing up...... Now that Mr. Qiu is determined to follow the King of Wei, he must no longer be reckless......"

Xu Wuxian asked, "Sister Hu, what should we do with those thousands of victims?" Is there really no way?......

Hu Yiyi was about to speak, but Shu Haotian on the side waited for a long time, and finally seized the opportunity and hurriedly said:

"Brother Innocent, can't you see it...... My old sister already has a countermeasure in her chest...... This brain, which has lived for more than 1,200 years, can't think of any way? This little thing can still stump her......

This time, Hu Yiyi didn't fight with Shu Hattian, but just said with a smile:

"Little disease, do you know...... Someone still owes your treasury more than a million taels of silver......