"Mr. Yun, what do you think of Zhaoming's move?"
In the fourth prince's residence, Feng Yu was cooking wine with a slender young man in front of the porch, admiring the red plum blossoms in the courtyard and watching the snow falling at night.
It seemed like an ordinary question, but it was what he was most concerned about right now.
The young man known as Mr. Yun clearly saw what he was thinking, and after only thinking for a moment, he said two words:
"Hard to kill."
Feng Yu laughed when she heard this, and stared at Mr. Yun with a pair of eagle eyes, as if to say, why the hell do you need to tell me?
"Both uncles said that there were people behind her to help her, most likely experts sent by the emperor. The emperor's move was intended to support Zhaoming and check and balance the prince and me. If we want to kill her as originally planned, I'm afraid we can only find someone to help her. New opportunity.”
Mr. Yun was not surprised at all when he heard this. Instead, he smiled and said:
"Why are you anxious? The snipe and the clam are fighting for the fisherman's profit. Don't the two uncles know that the prince will be unable to sit still and the gangsters who have been supported by the mighty general's mansion for many years will take the lead? Isn't this situation the most beneficial to us now? of?"
If others had said these words, Feng Yu might have believed them.
But the person in front of him was the one who helped him control the prince step by step, and was able to turn the tide at critical moments and bring him peace of mind.
He could tell by looking at the other person's expression that what the other person was thinking was by no means as simple as what the other person said.
And being stared at so closely by him, the smile on Mr. Yun's face became even brighter.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the night snow gradually became lighter and the red plum blossoms fell. Feng Yu finally heard the young man murmur:
"If you don't believe in the princeling's methods, then you should adopt a two-pronged approach and start from other places."
"Where?"
"You don't have to kill Zhaoming, destroy her? Monitor her? Control her? No matter which point, she can minimize her control over you. If the prince's matter fails, you will be the one hiding in the dark. Yellow bird."
After hearing this, Feng Yu became interested and quickly said:
"What should Yu do?"
"Just do what you like."
Mr. Yun knocked on the table, approached Feng Yu slightly and said:
"Give Feng Xi whatever she likes. Don't give it openly, you have to give it secretly. Think about it again, why has Feng Xi been rejected in the past two years? The person above wants to use her to control you, but Is her relationship with that person really strong?”
It's not strong at all.
Feng Yu suddenly realized.
Yes.
Compared with the confrontation of swords and weapons as others say, this attack on the heart is not a bad idea.
Watching Feng Yu leave in a hurry after realizing the clever trick, Mr. Yun finally drank the hot wine in the cup with a smile in his eyes.
Fool.
They are all fools.
Everyone was staring at that good-for-nothing Feng Xi and those pedantic scholars like Mr. Li Ge.
Little did he know that among that group of losers, the consort Qi Xiao, who was named a loser by his father, was the golden phoenix who could only soar into the sky.
This good bird chooses a tree to live in. Such a person should be separated from Feng Xi for his own use!
"No, there are too many refugees this time. If we continue to support them like this, we will definitely not bring enough food! With the current situation in Beijing, we may have to wait for a long time before the second batch of food comes."
Early the next morning, Mr. Li Ge and others gathered again in the lobby of the government office. As a princess, Feng Xi was urged to invite her, so they had to kowtow to her.
It's not that she's afraid that they'll knock their heads off, it's mainly because they'll make a lot of noise, and if these people get sick, won't she, a loser, have to stand up for them?
impossible!
This kind of thing must not happen!
"More than the year of the monkey and the month of the horse? With the face of Chu Xiong, the Minister of Household Affairs, I am afraid that I will have to cry in front of the emperor for half a day."
Liu Wanshi shook his head. This Chu Xiong was the younger brother of Chu Yu, the Minister of Civil Service, and the second uncle of the fourth prince. It is said that the two ministers of the Chu family are the two of them.
The last batch of food emperors and consorts could secretly infiltrate Chencang, but now people from the two major factions obviously know the method, and it is impossible not to stumble them.
To put it bluntly, which disaster relief operation by the court can feed the refugees?
The supplies brought by honest officials are not enough, let alone after layers of exploitation?
Therefore, disaster relief usually requires death, but more people die than less people die.
However, they are currently being watched by two forces, and the problems that they could have dealt with lightly may turn into their biggest faults.
However, the two sides are very prosperous in the DPRK, and food and supplies can be obtained at any time...
Seeing the expressions of Mr. Li Ge and others showing that a clever woman cannot make a living without rice, Feng Xi smiled:
"Do you really think that you are a living Bodhisattva? In the end of the natural disaster, it is good if you don't starve to death, but you still want to be full? I have never dreamed of being as good as you think."
The officials looked at Feng Xi blankly, never expecting that this princess who didn't know the sufferings of the world could be so transparent.
"Princess, you are serious. We naturally know that it is impossible to feed them. But even if we provide them with clear soup and water every day, the food in our hands is not enough."
The officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs who were responsible for giving out porridge were two heads and two heads tall, and they had already clearly counted the quantities.
There are tens of thousands of people. This gap is not something that today's national treasury can handle alone.
After all, there is not only one place in the whole of Dazhao that needs silver in the Northland.
Furthermore, he has not yet talked about the loss of medicinal materials and other things, as well as the subsequent cleaning up of the bodies of those who died from freezing.
"Oh, that's how it is?"
Feng Xi tilted her head:
"Since this matter is so troublesome, it must not be solved by this loser like me. Don't worry, my consort will take action on his own."
Seeing Feng Xi bravely retreating from the rapids, fearing that she would be caught up in her slow words, the handsome young man in a black robe and a plain crown couldn't help but smile:
"Princess, do you trust me so much?"
Seeing that Feng Xi was about to retaliate against him again, Qi Xiao, who had already figured out the situation, immediately changed the topic and said:
"As the princess said, I personally counted the supplies brought out of Beijing this time. I naturally know whether they are enough."
"oh?"
Everyone was immediately interested, and before they could ask, Mu Tian, who was outside at that time, ordered someone to hold a huge map of the North and unfold it directly in front of them.
Looking at the so-and-so hilltop, such-and-such village, and the markings of which private treasury of officials from the four states, the serious officials headed by Mr. Li Ge were stunned.
This is what the Prince Consort is planning to do...
Before they could say those words in their hearts, their own princess said without any psychological burden:
"Look, I'm just saying, the prince-in-law has a lot of ideas. It's good to take advantage of the gangsters. These bandits can rob us, why can't we rob them?"
Mr. Li Ge and others agreed that it was not impossible...
Then they saw their princess turning to look at Qi Xiao, and suggested with bright eyes:
"I tell you, it doesn't matter if these bandits can't produce food, they can still produce people! There are so many strong men on this mountain, what a pity to kill them? We can just tear them all apart and send people all over the world. Sell it! They must be willing to sacrifice their lives for the country."
Qi Xiao: "?"
Officials: "?"
Good guy.
It turns out you are the one with the darkest heart!
