Chapter 149 Predicting natural disasters? Master can do it
To prevent mistakes.
The emperor also specially gave this "elimination pill" to Jiang Zhiyu for inspection.
"Jiang Shishu, come and have a look, is this the so-called 'elimination pill' you mentioned?"
Jiang Zhiyu saw it and put it under his nose and sniffed it.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
[It's OK, the old emperor is getting smarter and smarter, he can find this thing by himself! ]
But his face is still respectful.
"Reply to the emperor, this pill is exactly what harms people!"
Although the emperor had expected it, he was still very angry.
This Yu Fei, how dare she be so bold!
Not only did she give me the elixirs to make me exterminate my descendants, but she also shared it with others...
If it weren't for the fact that Lao Liuyi was still polite and looked 70% similar to him.
Then he really...
wanted to send the mother and son away immediately.
However...
he was also very curious.
If he was reluctant to set foot in the Jiaoxiang Palace, what should he do with the evil fetus in Concubine Yu's belly.
As for the medicine...
the emperor looked at the pill that Jiang Zhiyu was still fiddling with, his brows gradually gloomy.
Let's see how the Sixth Prince performs, and then decide what to do with her.
The emperor ordered Fuping to remove the pill, sat down and began to review the memorials.
After reading several of them, they were all talking about the Jinzhou Yi Cang, which was useless.
They were afraid that increasing taxes in other states and counties would lead to complaints from the people.
What's more, the issue of storing grain has both advantages and disadvantages, and the pros and cons are equally divided.
Most officials believed that Jinzhou had been blessed with good weather and good harvests over the years.
It was really unnecessary to set up a granary.
If there is an oversupply of grain, it will lead to heavy taxes.
The disaster year has not yet arrived, but there are already starving people everywhere.
What's worse, let me give you an example.
It's shocking to see.
The emperor couldn't help but feel conflicted when reading the memorial.
From his point of view, he had long seen Jiang Zhiyu's ability.
As for her voice, he would rather believe it and take precautions before it happens.
But the officials and the people don't understand.
It also makes him embarrassed... He
couldn't help but sigh.
It's hard to be an emperor.
His long and short sighs made Jiang Zhiyu, who was always carefree, feel strange.
[What's wrong with the dog emperor? He has found Dan, who can kill his descendants, so why is he still so worried? ]
The emperor raised his eyebrows when he heard Jiang Zhiyu's voice.
She thought:
This little guy was the one who started this trouble. I want to hear her opinion.
"Zhiyu, the officials disagreed with the establishment of the charity warehouse in Jinzhou mentioned a few days ago. What do you think?"
[Disagree? What do they disagree with? They were not the ones who starved to death on the spot and were eaten by rats! ]
The emperor said nothing and silently pushed the most heartfelt memorial to Jiang Zhiyu.
Jiang Zhiyu picked it up and read it carefully -
"... Orphans and widows in Nanshan can only collect eight dou of grain a year, but the charity warehouse collects four dou of public grain, forcing the mother to hit the pillar, and the child is innocent..."
The more Jiang Zhiyu read, the tighter his brows tightened.
It says:
Orphans and widows in Nanshan can only collect eight dou of grain a year.
But the charity warehouse in Jinzhou requires four fights to collect public grain.
The harsh government is more ferocious than a tiger, and it forced the mother to hit her head against a pillar and die.
The child was left crying innocently...
She only wanted to set up a charity warehouse to prevent the coming drought in Jinzhou.
But she didn't know that in this era...
there would be so many obstacles to setting up a charity warehouse.
She began to wonder and worry.
[But if the charity warehouse is not built, more people will die in the drought in Jinzhou... and my third uncle...]
[Is this the one? Save one person or save the world...]
This question is too difficult, and she feels that she can't afford it.
[Suddenly I feel that the dog emperor... is a bit pitiful...]
The dog emperor raised his eyebrows and felt relieved when he heard it.
But he still grasped the crux of the matter and reminded:
"The key point now is that... the civil and military officials, the people of the world, do not think it is necessary to set up a charity warehouse in Jinzhou. After all, Jinzhou has been blessed with good weather and few disasters for years."
[That's right... after all, they didn't know that Jinzhou was about to suffer a severe drought, but who can predict natural disasters and man-made disasters? ]
Who can?
Jiang Zhiyu's eyebrows lit up.
Predict natural disasters.
The master can!
Unexpectedly, the fraud monk Wujing that Song Shiwei found could help her so much!
It was worth her training him for a long time and working hard to build momentum for him.
"Reporting to the emperor, a few days ago, my third uncle proposed to set up a charity warehouse in Jinzhou, which is not a random talk."
"Oh? Tell me in detail."
The emperor saw her eyes light up and took a step back to pay respect.
He couldn't help but become interested.
The young man is really a talent.
But with a few suggestions, there will be a corresponding strategy.
Jiang Zhiyu nodded and stepped forward.
"Your Majesty has a far-sighted ear and eyes, and I believe you must know that there is a guest master in my house, whose skills are comparable to those of Master Tanluan."
The emperor nodded.
He thought: The plan of the national master is to reassure the people.
This is a very good plan.
The emperor praised it sincerely, but he still concealed his emotions and persuaded them gently:
"I have heard that the master's Dharma name is... Wujing?"
"Wujing."
The two said in unison, knowing each other clearly.
"He advised your uncle that Jinzhou would have a severe drought and that a charity warehouse should be built as soon as possible?"
"That's right."
The emperor nodded, and he had a plan in mind.
The next day, when he went to court, the officials really started arguing again.
The emperor made a speech he had prepared and said to everyone:
"Have you heard, my dear ministers, that there is a great man in the capital recently, whose Dharma name is Wujing?"
The officials looked at each other and whispered.
"I've heard, I've heard... that master knows the ancient times and the future..."
"It seems he can even heal the dead, turning flesh into bones!"
"But that man seems to have close ties with Jiang Shishu."
"Isn't it rumored that Jiang Shishu is a demon? Could he be the helper she invited?"
Although the voice was small, it was still heard by the emperor.
He sat up straight with impatience on his face.
Fuping immediately flicked his whisk, and all the officials bowed their heads and stood up.
The palace stopped noisy, and the emperor spoke.
"My dear ministers... do you know?"
"I know a thing or two."
This group of old foxes, even the perfunctory words are exactly the same.
The emperor nodded, put his elbow on the golden throne, and spoke slowly.
"Good to know. The Jinzhou Yicang matter was proposed by him. I want to hear your opinions..."
The civil and military officials were a little confused. Xu Yanli and Jiang Wenjing looked at each other across the crowd.
Someone who was used to being the first to speak stepped forward and asked for instructions first:
"Your Majesty, I think... this matter is inappropriate! It is absurd to leave the people's livelihood to ghosts and gods..."
As soon as these words fell, the second prince's followers stepped forward to argue.
"Your Majesty! I have a different opinion... I think the master's golden words should be used as a reference! But... we need to confirm in advance that the person is indeed a great monk."
The first to speak glanced at him with disdain.
"From what you said, sir, do you mean that Wu Jing is not a master, but a liar?"
"That is not what I meant, but... the Second Prince is on good terms with Master Tanluan, but I have never heard him mention this matter, so I became suspicious."
He openly mentioned the Second Prince, and the first bird had to shrink back.
"I think that for such a major event, Master Tanluan should be summoned to the court!"