Back on my wedding night, my husband sent me to the nine-thousand-year-old bed

Lin Wanyi's guess was correct. Something had indeed happened in the capital at this time.

The famine in Yanbei was so serious that the emperor didn't realize it until the refugees started to flock to the capital.

He was furious.

"Three years, exactly three years, where did all the disaster relief money that I ordered your Ministry of Household Affairs to allocate go?"

The new Minister of Household Affairs, Ji Chengfeng, immediately knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, in the three months since I took office, I have been sorting out the relevant information of the Ministry of Household Affairs over the years. I have sorted out the detailed allocations for the three years. At first glance, these are all... no problem."

The emperor was so angry that his face turned ugly, "What does it mean that there is no problem at first glance? Then is there any problem? Ji Chengfeng, if you can't explain clearly, then it's okay not to be the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue!"

"Your Majesty, the feedback from local officials is correct." Ji Chengfeng was neither humble nor overbearing. He raised his head and glanced at the seventh prince. The seventh prince suddenly felt a thump in his heart!

The emperor narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "You mean that the officials below were so confident that they concealed this batch of disaster money? How is it possible that Chen Ping, the former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, has not been punished..."

When the emperor said this, he suddenly paused.

Because he remembered that every spring the imperial court allocates early drought relief funds to various places. When the funds were distributed in the past three years, it was Chen Ping, the former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and Chen Ping had always been on Lao Qi's side.

The emperor's sharp eyes glanced at the seventh prince.

The Seventh Prince's expression changed. He wanted to make some excuses to make amends, but he heard the Ninth Prince next to him say in a strange tone: "Although Chen Ping has fallen, they still have bigger trees to rely on, so they are naturally confident." Yes."

The Seventh Prince glared at him, "Old Jiu, what do you mean by this?"

The Ninth Prince smiled softly and said, "I don't mean anything. Seventh Brother, please don't follow suit."

"you!"

"Okay, okay!" The emperor had a headache. At this time, Zhao Fu'an whispered something in his ear, and he was even less in the mood to face the courtiers. He waved his hand and said: "That's all for today's discussion. In addition, Ji Chengfeng , regarding this year’s disaster relief matters, please come up with a charter as soon as possible.”

"Yes."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

When the emperor eagerly returned to the imperial study, he had put on a red and black flying fish suit and was already waiting there respectfully.

The emperor quickly said: "Yanci, did you go to Yanbei and find out anything?"

"Back to Your Majesty, Chen Ping, the former Minister of Household Affairs, would withhold [-]% of the disaster money every time. The remaining [-]% would be distributed to the provinces, and another [-]% would be withheld, and then another [-]% would be withheld... Usually when it reaches the hands of the victims, only one is left. It’s time for a bowl of porridge and food.”

"Bold! Chen Ping is too bold! My previous punishment was too light!"

"Your Majesty, rest your anger."

The emperor sat back on the dragon chair and frowned fiercely, "Go and allocate the silver coins confiscated from Chen Ping's house to the Ministry of Household Affairs and let Ji Chengfeng be responsible for this disaster relief. No, no, Chen Ping's house doesn't have it either. So much money!”

Having said this, the banquet half lowered its eyes and became silent.

The emperor raised his head and read the banquet speech. He understood that Chen Ping must have given a lot of money to Lao Qi as a filial piety.

And Lao Qi... He had already punished him before. Anyway, this time, we can blame Chen Ping!

If it really doesn't work, there are those corrupt officials below.

It's just that those people must not bite out the seventh child!

The emperor was silent for a moment before continuing: "That's it. If the money is not enough, let Ji Chengfeng think of more solutions. No matter what, we must first comfort the victims."

"Yes, I obey the order."

The emperor rubbed his brows, raised his eyelids slightly, and nodded slightly when looking at the banquet. He suddenly softened his tone and said, "Yanci has kept you running around. How about this new year spent in Rongcheng? Still feeling comfortable?"

The banquet said: "I have never cared about whether the Chinese New Year is celebrated or not. Moreover, when my guests live in Rongcheng Prince's Mansion, they are also very wary of me."

The emperor was a little disappointed, "Then you've been here for so long and haven't found anything yet?"

"No, Your Majesty, I still found out something."

When the emperor heard this, his eyes lit up and he asked nervously: "What, did Li Jue really station troops privately?"

"No, but the atmosphere inside and outside Rongcheng is very good. Moreover, Rongcheng is quite prosperous and has abundant products. Therefore, even if they have not stationed troops privately yet, but some of them have money, it will be very easy if they want to station troops in the future. Quick thing!"

If they all tell lies, the emperor, who is suspicious by nature, will definitely not believe it.

The truth cannot be told to the emperor.

Only such half-truths and half-falsehoods can make the emperor believe it.

Moreover, Yan Ci also knew that the emperor had always been afraid of the Rongcheng Palace, so he had to tell some things that made the emperor afraid.

The ability to station troops privately is the most convincing reason for the emperor!

Sure enough, when the emperor heard this, he frowned and murmured: "I didn't expect that Rongcheng was so rich. It would be great if they could donate some money to support Yanbei!"

Yan Ci half-cast his eyes to block the deep contempt in his eyes.

He would rather let others provide money than harshly criticize the seventh prince. This majesty is really a 'good father'!

On the surface, the banquet speech said: "Your Majesty, this matter is somewhat difficult, but I will try my best to find a way to facilitate this matter."

After hearing this, the emperor was finally satisfied. He smiled kindly and said, "By the way, it's time to prepare for your marriage to Princess Gu Lun. After all, there are only a few months left. Wait until the drought is over. After that, you can concentrate on preparing for the wedding."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Okay, you go find Ji Chengfeng and keep an eye on him to do this well. This year's disaster relief must not cause any more problems."

"Yes."

When he left the banquet, he happened to see the Ninth Prince coming, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Seeing that the Seventh Prince suffered a defeat, the Ninth Prince couldn't wait to make a profit from this disaster relief incident?

These two sons, one is greedier than the other, and the other is stupider than the other, they are really the eldest son of that person!

After Yanci left the palace, he did not rush to find Ji Chengfeng, but asked Licang to make an appointment at the teahouse first.

When Licang saw the banquet speech, he was immediately very unhappy. After all, this man was able to follow his family back to Rongcheng for the New Year, but he was left alone in the capital!

He said angrily: "What does the Governor of the Banquet want from me? Are you here to show off to me? The Chinese New Year in Rongcheng is very interesting, right?"

The banquet speech was kind and flowing, "It is indeed very interesting."

Licang almost turned his head in anger.

Yan Ci suddenly said in a serious tone: "I have to be busy with the disaster bank case these days. Recently, more and more disaster victims are near the capital. Counting the time, Huan Huan and the others are about to arrive, so as not to be hit by the disaster victims on the road, please take them out." Welcome them."

"Ah! Are they coming back? Thank you!"

After hearing this, Licang turned around and went to greet his sister and the others.

Yan Ci looked at his speeding up and felt envious in his heart, but he knew that even though he was about to get married to Huan Huan, it was still not the right time to pick up Huan Huan.

But I couldn't rest assured. After much deliberation, Licang was the most suitable candidate.

However, Licang gathered his people here and was about to go out to greet his family, but he was stopped by the guard guarding the city gate.