Looking at the two people who were trembling and silent, Song Huan felt a little funny.
General Xu Rong, how arrogant and domineering he is!
How come the subordinates he promoted all seemed like wimps, without inheriting the domineering spirit from him at all!
"Don't be nervous, gentlemen. I just want to discuss a solution with you."
"After the plan is finalized, the budget can be handed over to the Ministry of Household Affairs and construction can begin."
Although they didn't know anything else, as soon as they heard the words "budget" and "household department", their eyes instantly lit up, and their whole bodies became a lot more energetic.
Ji Yun immediately started chatting: "Your Highness, in dealing with the disaster this time, just distributing money and food to the victims in Guanzhong is a huge expense."
"If we allocate more money to the Ministry of Industry to build shelters and large and small reservoirs in Guanzhong, I'm afraid it will be a little stretched, right?"
Song Huan raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Yun, and saw that although the other party was worried about insufficient budget, there was a hint of expectation on his face.
It seems that before this old guy even started working, he was already thinking about how much money he could add to his pocket!
Song Huan curled his lips and smiled, waving his hand: "Master Ji, don't worry about the budget."
"With me here, I can certainly manage the budget!"
"Now, it depends on how the adults from the Ministry of Industry plan to use this money."
Once they heard that the money was enough, everyone's eyes brightened a lot!
At first glance, it looks like a hungry wolf seeing a flock of sheep, which is a bit scary.
After meeting these officials from the Ministry of Industry, Song Huan finally understood what it meant to be truly blind to money!
Wu Qingyuan, a doctor in the Ministry of Industry, took the lead to take a step forward and saluted Song Huan beamingly.
"Your Highness, I think it is very pitiful that some people in Youzhou have lost their homes and become homeless."
"Since we want to build a temporary shelter for the people who suffered from the snowstorm in Youzhou, it is best to match the clay with the ceramic tiles and strive to build the strongest shelter."
"This way, these people will be prevented from wandering around without a safe and warm place to stay."
Having said this, Wu Qingyuan raised his head slightly, trying to get a glimpse of Song Huan's attitude from his calm expression.
Song Huan did not comment, but continued to say to Wu Qingyuan: "Go on!"
Wu Qingyuan was stunned: "Your Highness, the minister has finished speaking!"
"What else did you ask Wei Chen to say?"
Song Huan was extremely speechless. How did such an idiot become the head of the first department of the Ministry of Industry?
"Of course, tell me the specific location and quantity of the shelter!"
"Master Wu, you haven't studied the specific areas where the snow disaster occurred in Youzhou and the approximate number of people who fled!"
Wu Qingyuan was speechless for a moment and hesitated: "This... this..."
"Your Highness, the incident happened suddenly. We are still researching it and have not yet come up with a specific result..."
Song Huan didn't bother to talk to him anymore, but turned to Yang Jian, the doctor of the Ministry of Water who was shivering at the side.
"Master Yang, tell me!"
"What are your thoughts on the Guanzhong canal and reservoir?"
When he heard that the budget was sufficient, Yang Jian, like everyone else, couldn't help but be happy.
But when he saw Wu Qingyuan being speechless when asked, Yang Jian couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat!
No!
Is this Prince Rong serious?
Why are you so serious?
Snow disasters and droughts happen every year, right?
Wouldn’t it be enough to just follow the rules every year?
What plan is there to discuss?
Facing Song Huan's question, Yang Jian couldn't even answer, so he had to raise his head as if asking for help and cast his gaze at Ji Yun aside.
Ji Yun was a little embarrassed and could only frown at Yang Jian and said, "Don't you understand, Mr. Yang?"
"Prince Rong is asking you, have you ever known the specific terrain of Guanzhong that was seriously affected by the disaster, and how many outstanding hydraulic workers you have available!"
After being explained by Ji Yun, Yang Jian finally woke up from a dream.
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Water Resources now has eighteen hydraulic workers, all of whom can go to places in Guanzhong suffering from severe drought to teach the people how to divert water and protect sources."
"As for the specific location..."
"Which positions..."
The sweat on Yang Jian's head dropped down and dripped into his eyes, blurring his vision.
However, he did not dare to move, for fear that Song Huan would see him wiping his sweat!
The scene was completely plunged into embarrassment. Looking at all the officials from the Ministry of Industry who had ulterior motives and lowered their heads without saying a word, Song Huan finally couldn't bear it anymore and became furious.
"As one of the six departments of the Ministry of Works, is this how you usually work?"
"Natural and man-made disasters occur every year. The Department of Construction, Farming, Mountain and Water Conservancy of the Ministry of Industry must step in to provide disaster relief every year."
"These processes go back and forth every year. Even if a few dogs come to do things, I'm afraid they should have learned it long ago!"
"But you are hemming and hawing and answering questions that are not correct!"
"It seems like I can't understand what people are saying!"
"I really want to ask you, how have you been doing things over the years?"
No one dared to say anything, after all, their reaction just now was not even satisfactory!
Only Shangshu Ji Yun was still a little dissatisfied: "Your Highness, do you have any opinions on our officials from the Ministry of Works?"
"When you asked Mr. Wu and Mr. Yang just now, they both gave corresponding answers."
"Maybe it's not an answer that satisfies His Highness, but you can't say that the two of them are hesitant and can't understand people!"
With Ji Yun supporting him, Wu Qingyuan and Yang Jian's waists became a little stiffer.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
"You can just say your dissatisfaction to Wei Chen. Why insult Wei Chen by making him worse than a dog?"
"Weak ministers also have dignity!"
Song Huan sneered: "Dignity?"
"You two are quite shameless in discussing dignity with me!"
"Dignity must be earned through one's own efforts, not through charity from others!"
"What's the difference between living with the dignity of others' charity and being a beggar!"
As he said that, Song Huan looked at Wu Qingyuan: "I knew you were outrageous, but I never thought you could be so outrageous!"
"This king wants to build temporary shelters for the victims, not a palace for them!"
“What do you do with tiles?”
"Isn't this pure nonsense?"
"Don't think that I don't know what you are planning!"
"Tiles are expensive to make. If you really use tiles, you can fish in troubled waters and make a lot of money without anyone noticing!"
"Did I make a mistake?"
What was on his mind was suddenly revealed by Song Huan, and Wu Qingyuan knelt down in panic.
"Your Highness's wish!"
"The reason why Wei Chen said this is to build a warm and solid place for the victims!"
"All Wei Chen's thoughts are for the safety of the victims!"
"You definitely don't have such selfish thoughts as His Highness said!"
