Although it was a natural disaster, he allocated a whole 1 million taels of silver to disaster relief, and only six regions such as Rongcheng, Shenli County, Tsing Yi County, and Mianzhou were affected.

It hasn't rained for two months, and it should be another month at most, and it will definitely rain. As long as the rain comes down, the field can be replanted with food, and it will be relieved in a few months, but I didn't expect it......

"Zhang Yushi, I have no grievances with you, and I have no enmity recently, why do you want to frame me so much. For the sake of the disaster in the land of Bashu, the prince has not slept well in the past two months, and he is worried about the victims of Bashu every day. And you, what have you done for the victims? You haven't done anything, and now you're still spewing blood, I've never done anything to embezzle disaster funds, and now I'm going to see what evidence you can come up with. Mo Qianling was so angry that her face turned red, as if she had really been wronged.

"Back to the emperor, this is the evidence collected by Weichen, and I ask the emperor to take a look. Zhang Yushi presented an account book, and he didn't even look at it from the corner of his eyes, he didn't plan to deal with Mo Qianling at all.

"Bastard, this son of a, he's really going to be angry!" Emperor Ao Zhenghuang took the account book presented by Gonggong Li, and after only a few glances, he was furious, and with a stretch of his hand, he swept the things on the case to the ground.

"Sons and ministers are dead, please calm your father's anger. The officials on the main hall all knelt down one by one, and said in unison, for a while, the people on the top of the hall knelt on the ground.

"Son, you have done a good thing, you can take a good look at it yourself!" A book of accounts was thrown at Mo Qianling's head, and the "horn" hit him straight in the face. It was this account that was thrown by Emperor Aozheng, he didn't dare to hide and couldn't hide, and a red mark was made on his face.

Emperor Aozheng was very angry, he was conscientious and conscientious in his life, worried about the country and the people, and only wanted to be a Ming Jun in the mouth of the people, but he didn't expect that more than 30 years of hard work was ruined by his own son.

"No, it's not true, you're slandering! Zhang Yushi, you say, what is your intention in doing this?" Mo Qianling only looked at it roughly, and her face turned white. Impossible, what he did was so hidden, how did Zhang Yushi know? What should I do now? I can't admit it, I can't admit it, as long as he bites it to death and doesn't admit it, he is the eldest prince anyway, what can they do about him?

"Father, the son has not done it, this must be fake, father, you believe the son. Mo Qianling panicked for a moment, but when he made up his mind not to admit it, he miraculously calmed down.

"Son, the evidence is ironclad, how long do you have to quibble?" Emperor Ao Zheng was extremely disappointed in Mo Qianling, if he didn't know what he had done to San'er, and now facing his sincere face, he would definitely be shaken, and he would think that everything recorded in this account book was fake.

If he dares to do it, he will not lose his true character as a man, although this matter has been overdone, but he is still young, and there is still a chance to correct it, but, look at his current appearance, can there be a trace of repentance?