Having said this, he didn't give Yunze a chance to refute, and asked again, "Son-in-law, where are you going?"
Hearing this, Yunze had no choice but to stop correcting him. Anyway, you can't correct this old man. Speaking of which, Luo Xuan is also in his prime, no more than fifty years old at most. The whole person looks like he is forty.
There is a sense of fortitude and boldness about him. It's a typical military commander style. Compared with the gloomy Cheng Ying, he has a little more righteousness.
"I don't know why the prince came to visit me. By the way, uncle, why are you in such a hurry!" Yunze looked at Luo Xuan.
"Sigh... It's been raining for three days. I just received a notification from the superiors that a large number of refugees are flocking to Danyang Mansion. In order to avoid causing unrest, the superiors asked our city guards to go out of the city to maintain order."
Luo Xuan sighed, with a complex and sad look in his eyes.
"How many people's homes have been flooded by the Longjiang River. This time, how many people will be displaced. And I don't know how many people will die. Danyang Mansion is now... a troubled time... Sigh... I won't say it anymore, you kid remember what I said... ...Find a time and come to my house to propose marriage, you know!"
Luo Xuan waved to the several city guards behind him and took the lead to move forward. He did not forget to turn back to remind Yunze.
The few sergeants behind him nodded to Yunze and followed Luo Xuan on horseback.
Yunze looked at their leaving figures and felt heavy in his heart. Although Luo Xuan didn't say much, he could still tell that it was the common people who suffered from this flood.
How many people became homeless, how many people died in the floods, and how many people lost their loved ones. There is banditry again in Danyang Mansion, and the court is suppressing the bandits.
If these refugees are not properly resettled, how many of them will fall into the trap of bandits, and if refugees cause trouble again. It will only make Danyang Mansion even more distressed.
The city guards seemed to be out to maintain order, probably because they were afraid that these refugees would break into Danyang City. It will put pressure on public security in the city. And based on the conditions outside the city, it is estimated that a large number of people who escaped from the disaster will die.
As for those court officials, there are a few who really care about the life and death of the people. It is estimated that the most they can do in Danyang Mansion is to give out porridge. Or build some shacks.
As for the others, I'm afraid no one will care. Just for show.
Yunze sighed and rode his horse towards Danyang Prince's Mansion. When he arrived at the gate of the mansion, he saw the housekeeper of the Prince's Mansion waiting in front of the door.
He looked kind, about fifty years old.
"Master Yun, you are here. The prince is waiting for you at the waterside pavilion in the backyard... Please come with me!" The steward personally led Yunze's horse and handed the reins to the servant who came over. He smiled and said to Yun Ze,
"Uncle Lao Ren is here..." Yunze smiled slightly at the housekeeper Song Ren. The two of them walked towards the prince's backyard. The whole prince is very big. Although it is not luxurious, he definitely has the aura of a wealthy family.
In the waterside pavilion, Prince Danyang was playing chess with an old man. When he saw the old man, Yunze looked slightly startled. This man was Wu'an Hou Tongming.
Yunze didn't expect to meet him here.
"My nephew has met the prince..." Yunze saluted Song Rui, then turned to Wu Anhou and saluted: "The common man Yunze has met Wu Anhou..."
He is the nephew recognized by Song Rui, not by Marquis Wu An. Of course, they cannot be together when greeting him.
"Yunze is here, hurry up... take a seat..." Prince Danyang saw Yunze and waved with a smile on his face.
Yunze responded and sat on the stone bench next to him. Marquis Wu An ignored Yunze from beginning to end. He didn't care at all about a nephew recognized by Danyang County Prince but not formally recognized as a relative.
Even if Yunze has some literary reputation and talent, it is obvious that he still cannot catch his eye.
Prince Danyang frowned but said nothing. He put down the chess piece in his hand and said: "Tonghou, I have my own thoughts on what you said today. Regarding the resettlement of the refugees, I decided to let my nephew Yunze do it... I don't know what Tonghou thinks! "
After hearing this, Marquis Wu An looked at Yunze with surprise in his eyes. But it quickly disappeared.
"Since the prince has made this arrangement, I have no objections!" Hou Wu An responded respectfully. Although he is a Marquis, he is still inferior to Prince Danyang in terms of status.
Not to mention, Prince Danyang himself is the left prime minister of the court. Even if he is sick at home now, but the emperor has not agreed to his resignation, then Prince Danyang is the left prime minister.
He is also higher than him in terms of official position. As for his attitude towards Yunze, he does refute Prince Danyang's face, but he believes that Prince Danyang will not be a pariah and feel sorry for him.
However, the Prince of Danyang County actually told Yunze to deal with the resettlement of the victims in person, which meant that he promoted Yunze. This forced him to pay attention to Yunze.
Moreover, he faintly heard the displeasure in Prince Danyang's voice, which seemed to be telling him that even if Yunze is a commoner, how can you look down on the people that this king values?
"Then let's be like this. I still have something to do, so I won't keep the boy as a waiter!" Prince Danyang said calmly. The voice is neither happy nor sad. But he was obviously angry.
He was not in the court, yet he even dared to disrespect the Marquis Wu An in front of him. Don't look at the other person who seems to be respectful. But not looking down on Yunze, who he liked, already meant to despise him.
Tong Ming nodded, saluted Song Rui respectfully, turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, several of his followers followed him.
Looking back at the palace behind him, he looked indifferent and murmured softly: "It seems that you still want to be revived! If you really want to be revived, what will the Holy Emperor's strategy against the Khitan be? choose!"
"Your Majesty, the prince has been complaining that he is ill. This time he intervenes in the refugee issue, and he may have the intention of reviving the war. The prince has always been the main militant. If he really does revolt this time, the Holy Lord will probably adopt his suggestions. Join forces with the Jurchens to recapture the Yanyun Sixteenth Continent. If this is true, then... the Suibu matter may have to be suspended... and the Khitan envoys may not be able to explain it well!"
The confidant master next to Tong Ming had a solemn expression.
As the commander-in-chief of Suibu and the tribute envoy, Tong Ming gained countless benefits from this. Of course he did not want another war between Jingchao and Khitan. But, obviously, the situation was beyond his control.
Prince Danyang has the intention of making a comeback. As long as the other party returns to the court, his strategy towards the Khitan will also change. At that time, the annual cloth and tribute matters may have to be suspended or even cancelled.
"Let's take a look first and then talk..." With a gloomy expression, Tong Ming glanced at the prince again, turned around, got on the carriage and left.
In the waterside pavilion, Prince Danyang smiled at Yunze and said, "Xiannie, sit down... can you hear clearly the conversation I just had with Marquis Wu An... tell me what you think!"
