"Then what should we do?"
The person next to him suddenly froze on the spot and asked softly.
Chen Wenchang took a deep breath: "Do nothing, wait!"
"..."
Inside the apse.
Jiang Ye told Zhou Mi everything that had happened recently, and Zhou Mi listened with a frown.
"Is there nothing else?"
Zhou Mi's voice was very soft, and then he asked.
Jiang Ye nodded slightly, tried his best to calm down his emotions and said, "No more."
"Um!"
Zhou Mi pondered for a moment: "Next, you will also be busy. Don't worry about food. I have found a way. You can set off to Hejian now!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Jiang Ye also put away her weakness at this moment.
Take the order quickly.
There was a bit of a sneer on Zhou Mi's lips.
Then he said calmly: "It's almost time, let's go, go out and see what my ministers want to do!"
"Do you really think that my body is no longer good?"
While talking, he stood up and came to the main hall.
At this time, several palace maids came forward and gently took away the curtains on the main hall.
The ministers below looked at each other in confusion, as if they didn't know what was going on.
"During this period, I had some physical problems, but luckily, I found a miracle doctor!" Zhou Mi said lightly: "Now, I am healthy!"
"Continue the discussion!"
Zhou Mi's voice was somewhat domineering.
All the ministers below were a little panicked at that moment.
During this period of time, Zhou Mi has not spoken much. Even if he does speak, it is only some simple orders.
Therefore, the ministers thought that Zhou Mi's body might not be able to hold on anymore.
But now, Zhou Mi appeared in front of everyone. So, what should they do?
Beads of sweat broke out on Chen Wenchang's forehead.
"Chen Aiqing!"
Zhou Mi looked at Chen Wenchang and said calmly: "Do you think it was me who went against the grain and raised troops to go north, which caused the drought in Hejian?"
"yes!"
At this moment, Chen Wenchang had no choice but to bite the bullet and say.
"Then do you know when the drought in Hejian started? It has not rained in Hejian for two years!"
Zhou Mi's voice was very soft.
"..."
Chen Wenchang didn't know what to say for a moment.
At this time, Zhou Mi turned over the table twice before continuing: "Unfortunately, I have just received news that Zhuang Youxing, the Governor of Hejian Mansion, has been exchanging letters with you recently. Closer, right?”
"yes!"
Chen Wenchang was shocked, but at this time he also understood that he had to admit it.
Since Zhou Mi dares to ask this, he must have evidence. If you deny it, you can only paint it darker and darker.
This bitch, with her vicious methods, first pretended to be sick to paralyze everyone.
Who knows that everything has been prepared behind the scenes.
What does she want to do? Would you like to take advantage of this moment to completely cut off the late emperor's wings?
How dare she!
"Because His Majesty's dragon body is in poor condition, Zhuang You sent a letter to seek help from me to find a way to save the disaster in Hejian!"
"very good!"
Zhou Mi asked calmly: "The solution you are thinking of is to have me issue an edict to sin against yourself?"
"this……"
Chen Wenchang grunted and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He didn't know what to say for a moment. After a long time, he continued: "Your Majesty, there is no usable food in the treasury, and no usable people. I want to To provide disaster relief, we can only transfer food from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas, and I have already given orders to make arrangements!"
"oh!"
Zhou Mi looked at Chen Wenchang quietly: "Have you discussed this matter with me?"
"Shang Shu?"
Zhou Mi looked at the person next to him and asked lightly: "I would like to know how Chen Aiqing went beyond me to allocate grain and grass from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Without my handwriting, how did he convince the observers in Jiangsu and Zhejiang? Open a warehouse to store grain?"
"this……"
The Minister of Household Affairs immediately fell to his knees on the ground: "I, I don't know about this!"
"Oh, that means Chen Aiqing did this alone?"
"Then, all the credit belongs to Chen Aiqing alone!"
Zhou Mi had no expression on his face. Although he was simply sitting there, he seemed to have an unparalleled aura.
The ministers below were a little breathless.
Chen Wenchang's breathing quickened at that moment.
"Chen Aiqing?"
Zhou Mi smiled faintly: "If you have this ability, then you can write my edict on sinners on my behalf!"
"It just so happens that I've been feeling a little unwell lately!"
Zhou Mi's voice was very soft, and he looked quietly at Chen Wenchang who was kneeling there!
"My lord, I'm scared!"
At this moment, Chen Wenchang was scared to death. He was kneeling there, his body trembling slightly.
"I just proposed this idea and did not actually mobilize food and grass from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Everything will be done after discussing with His Majesty!"
"I see!"
Zhou Mi looked at Chen Wenchang in front of him calmly: "Where is the memorial? Where is the amount of food and grass to be mobilized? Where is the disaster relief plan? Have you prepared anything?"
"My lord, you haven't had time to prepare yet!"
Chen Wenchang had lost any temper and could only bite the bullet and speak.
Zhou Mi nodded slightly, tried his best to calm down his emotions, and then said: "In other words, you didn't do anything. You just gathered all the officials and came to the court!"
"While my dragon body is in a state of illness, I want to write a handwritten edict of sin against myself!"
While talking!
Zhou Mi said calmly: "I can issue the edict for sinners!"
In an instant, there was an uproar in the court. All the people around seemed to be unable to believe their ears at that moment.
"But, after I issued the edict of sin, if the wrath of heaven remains unresolved, if the resentment of the people remains unresolved, if the people are still trapped by natural disasters, if the severe drought remains unresolved!"
At this time, Zhou Mi looked around quietly, with a hint of coldness in his voice!
"At that time, now, those who are kneeling. I will take your heads back one by one!"
"Somebody come!"
"Shanglong pen and dragon ink!"
As he spoke, there was a hint of domineering in Zhou Mi's eyes.
"I want to write an edict to punish myself!"
"His Majesty!"
At this time, Chen Wenchang was frightened out of his mind. The reason why he dared to do these things was because Zhou Mi was seriously ill and seemed to have no cure. Otherwise, he wouldn't be acting like this at such an important time.
"Absolutely not!"
"Yes, I am wrong!"
Chen Wenchang burst into tears.
