"Yi'er is right, those people are monsters and beasts."
"The national treasury is already empty, and the severe drought in Guanzhong has already affected the situation of the entire world."
"Even though the situation is as serious as this, those beasts are still enjoying corruption."
“Can’t we really cut off the heads of these beasts?”
A trace of ferocity flashed across Xu Zhen's face. He really wanted to eat his flesh raw for someone like this who was causing harm to the country.
In the past twenty years of the Zhou Dynasty, the treasury was already empty due to wars.
It was difficult to mobilize food from other places for disaster relief.
The result is layer upon layer of deduction and layer upon layer of exploitation.
Very little actually reaches the hands of disaster victims.
What's more, he never saw a grain of relief food from the court until his death.
"Are these disaster relief grains meant for the corrupt officials, or are they the people of my great Zhou Dynasty?"
Xu Zhen looked at the snow outside the window and said angrily.
"Second uncle hopes that I can take over the disaster relief work?"
Xu Yi frowned slightly and said slowly.
Compared with disaster relief, the witchcraft case is no longer a big deal.
After all, eight years have passed and most of that generation have been purged.
A prince with no foundation and no threat was naturally of no importance in the eyes of Emperor Zhengde.
As for why he had been under house arrest for eight years, he still chose to ignore himself even after the witchcraft case was brought up again.
Xu Yi is still a little unclear about this.
All I can say is that it is most difficult to guess the heart of an emperor.
The severe drought in Guanzhong is different. This is a major event that can shake the country's foundation.
If Xu Yi could solve the disaster relief issue, Emperor Zhengde would naturally be lenient.
Even if he doesn't want to, public opinion and public opinion will force him to think about it.
"Others don't know Yi'er is smart, how can I, the second uncle, not know that."
"In today's world, the only one who can save those victims is you, Yi'er."
"If we can solve the problem of the victims, with Yi'er's contribution, it will be a piece of cake to get out of Zongzheng Temple."
"If the solution is perfect enough, the issue of vassalage will not be a problem."
Yu Gong, it is his responsibility as the Qizhu Prince to take care of the country's worries.
In private, this was the only opportunity that he, as the second uncle, could get for Xu Yi to join the feudal clan.
After guarding the Western Region for twenty years, Xu Zhen had seen countless talented people and scholars, but no one could give him the same confidence as Xu Yi.
Xu Yi's talent far exceeds that of any great scholar in the world today!
This kind of talent, both public and private, should not be buried in this small Youningyuan and this small Zongzheng Temple.
Xu Yi stared at the bubbling copper pot with his eyes silently, without saying a word.
The witchcraft case seems to have subsided, but it may break out again at any time.
He was unable and unwilling to sit still and wait for death.
This time, it was silver from the sky that solved his crisis caused by the witchcraft.
What about next time?
Will we have such good luck next time?
After all, the witchcraft disaster was initiated by certain forces in order to eradicate the former prince.
Or was it concocted by Emperor Zhengde out of fear of the former prince?
Xu Yi doesn't know. He will never know if he stays in Youningyuan.
Go out. Only by going out can you find out the causes and consequences of the witchcraft case.
to cope better.
The severe drought in Guanzhong is a crisis.
If it is not solved well, your life will most likely be lost in this severe drought.
But it's also an opportunity.
If it is solved, as Jin Wang Xu Zhen said, with this credit, the feudal general will not be a problem.
At that time, the sky is high and birds can fly!
'Do I have anything to lose? '
Xu Yi stared at the copper pot and kept questioning his heart.
He really had nothing to lose.
If he doesn't accept this important task, he will never have any hope of leaving Netherworld.
Let’s not mention the disaster of witchcraft for now.
This kind of life like a bird in a cage has made him a little breathless.
In addition to reading every day, he also practices martial arts. If these two interests can no longer consume his time.
What should he do?
At that time, I am afraid that within three years, I will follow in the footsteps of my predecessor and die in depression.
Not willing to give in.
Really unwilling.
Xu Yi, who was staring at the copper pot in a daze, could not help but feel a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.
And this reluctance was naturally seen by Xu Zhen, who had been staring at him.
Xu Zhen's breathing gradually became heavier, and there seemed to be a voice roaring in his heart.
'Yi'er, you shouldn't be buried in this small Youningyuan. '
'Your brother was once the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty! '
'Your mother is the queen of the world! It’s the master of the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards! '
'Your uncle is a general who makes the Huns in Mobei fearful! '
'go out! The sky is high and the sea is vast outside for you to fly! No matter where you go, Uncle Er will help you wholeheartedly! '
'Even if I risk my life, what can I do? '
At this time, Xu Zhen seemed even more nervous than Xu Yi.
The veins on the hands inside the sleeves of the black four-clawed green dragon robe are already exposed.
But he never made a sound.
He fears.
He was afraid that his casual words would affect Xu Yi's judgment.
No matter what choice Xu Yi makes, he will support it unconditionally.
This is his duty as the second uncle, and it is also the promise he made to General Zhao Qingmu.
"Second uncle."
Xu Yi slowly moved his gaze from the copper pot to Xu Zhen's face.
"Um."
Xu Zhen nodded heavily, as if telling Xu Yi with practical actions that I would support whatever choice you make.
"Second Uncle, I need all the actions taken by the court for disaster relief since the drought began."
"This includes the appointment and dismissal of officials, including all amounts of disaster relief money and food."
“The more micromanaging, the better.”
Xu Yi has already made a decision in his heart, that is to give this world a try.
No matter in his past life or this life, Xu Yi is not a person who can only escape.
However, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will be victorious in every battle.
Taking on this important task means risking everything you have.
He needs all the details about disaster relief.
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll have someone send it over now."
A look of surprise appeared on Xu Zhen's face, and he staggered up.
"Second uncle, don't be impatient. Disaster relief is not something that can be accomplished in a day or two."
"What's more, this matter needs long-term consideration."
"After all, my nephew is still guilty."
Xu Yi stood up and helped Xu Zhen, who was slightly drunk.
All the prerequisites must be based on Xu Yi being able to walk out of Youningyuan.
If we can't even get out of Youningyuan, how can we talk about disaster relief? Why talk about becoming a vassal?
"Look at my memory. I'm so confused. I'm so confused."
Xu Zhen reached out and patted his dizzy head, smiling bitterly.
The disaster relief incident was extraordinary, so how could it be that the two of them were here in Ning Ningyuan.
Just touching your upper lip to your lower lip can make a deal?
Xu Zhen grabbed the hot tea that had been poured on the dining table.
Unfortunately, the hot tea has gone cold.
After taking a glass of cold tea, Xu Zhen felt his head clearer.
