Yang Ziping stopped talking here.
Just at this moment, a eunuch outside walked quickly to the door and knelt down with a thud.
"Your Majesty, send the letter quickly."
"Tens of thousands of refugees have gathered in the eastern suburbs of the capital and are heading towards the capital. It is expected to take two days."
All the ministers in the hall were shocked.
Especially Prime Minister Li, who had just scolded Yang Ziping, was on the verge of collapse.
How could there be tens of thousands of refugees? This was not his arrangement!
He wanted to spread the emperor's reputation for cruelty and ruthlessness.
But he never thought of being buried with the emperor!
"Who is in charge of the appeasement office for this snow disaster? Such an important matter has not been reported back to the capital." Qin Yuanhao looked at the Minister of Revenue.
When the Minister of Revenue thought that the Pacification Secretary was his nephew-in-law, he felt sweat all over his back.
It's over, everything is over.
Seeing that the Minister of Revenue did not respond, Yang Ziping replied, "Your Majesty, this man's name is Zhou Siwei."
[Zhou Siwei, I know him. He's the nephew-in-law of the Minister of Revenue. He said he was going there for disaster relief, but most of the relief funds were embezzled. The Minister of Revenue and the Prime Minister also took part.]
[Wow, this Minister of Revenue is so rich, he even has more money than the emperor's father's private treasury.]
Qin Yuanhao's face turned gloomy in an instant.
The ministers in the hall felt that His Majesty was very different today than usual.
[The entire study of the Minister of Revenue is made of gold, and there are secret compartments inside, filled with antique jewelry.]
Is he going to keep a mistress in his golden house?
This is simply outrageous.
When preparing disaster relief supplies, the Minister of Revenue said that the national treasury was empty, so he emptied his private treasury.
He never expected that his private vault was not even as valuable as someone else's study.
"Good, very good."
Several ministers looked at each other, unsure of what His Majesty meant.
Qin Yuanhao adjusted his breathing method according to the Imperial Physician Qi and took a few breaths before he steadied his voice.
"Immediately capture Minister Zhou Siwei of the Disaster Relief and Appeasement Department and bring him back to the capital."
"The Ministry of Revenue, the Minister of Personnel, and the Left Censor are cooperating with Supervisory Censor Dong Wu in the investigation. Director Yang has been promoted to Vice Minister of Revenue to assist in the investigation."
The prime minister's face turned green. These three people were all his disciples.
Your Majesty is slapping him in the face, or perhaps it is a warning to him.
No matter what he did, Qin Yuanhao was too lazy to pay attention to him.
He has more important things to do.
[The Emperor is still okay, but the three corrupt officials must be severely punished.]
[And as for the Prime Minister, I wonder when the Emperor will discover his conspiracy.]
【Woo, I’m so sleepy! 】
After Qin Yuanhao went to the inner hall to make sure the little princess was asleep, he turned back to look at the few people he had left alone below.
His voice also became much softer. "I have left you, the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works, alone so that you can assist each other and formulate measures for those tens of thousands of refugees as soon as possible."
The Minister of Works looked bewildered. "But what's the point of His Majesty leaving us in the Ministry of Works? The Ministry of Revenue has no money. What can we do?"
Qin Yuanhao coughed lightly and looked at the adjusted "Post-Disaster Reconstruction" on the desk, which he had written down based on the little princess's thoughts.
Thinking that my daughter was asleep, I had no choice but to recite the poem.
"I've read through ancient books and found that the refugees' greatest wish was to have a new home. The area outside the eastern suburbs is overgrown with weeds year-round and free of dangerous animals, making it a suitable place for a new home."
After hearing this, the Ministry of Works widened its eyes and said in disbelief, "Your Majesty, you don't want us to just build a village, do you?"
Qin Yuanhao glared at the Minister of Works and continued, "The Ministry of Revenue will dispatch supplies, and the Ministry of Works will arrange manpower. We can start with the common people. Anyone willing to help the refugees build new homes will receive a bag of rice."
"I believe there will be many people who need it. Secondly, we only need to put up signs at the new residences and register all the refugees. Everyone who can move should participate. As long as they participate, food will be distributed each time. The sick will be isolated separately. I will arrange for the imperial physicians and civilian doctors to go there."
"The refugees are building new homes and are fully engaged. They will not have any other ideas. I will reward them with a bag of rice."
"The sick area will be divided into separate areas, with specially made tents. Boil water daily for consumption; raw water is not allowed. I will consult with the Imperial Hospital on a prescription to prevent the plague."
"This plan is for post-disaster reconstruction and plague prevention."
"What do you think?"
Several ministers looked at Emperor Qin Yuanhao blankly.
At first they just thought that the emperor was just bored again.
After listening to the end, I found that every word he said was effective.
His Majesty the Emperor must have read through countless ancient books to come up with such a plan.
This is definitely not the short time that the Prime Minister said.
"Doctors and those who are rebuilding their homes can start signing up. After being recruited, they will go to the refugees' new homes with the Imperial Hospital."
"Minister Yang will be fully responsible for this matter."
"My plan is not yet comprehensive. You gentlemen can discuss and revise it together. I have other government affairs to attend to, so please do not rely too much on me."
After receiving the order, several ministers hurriedly retreated.
Along the way, several people were discussing how to adjust the plan and where to start.
*
When Qin Zhenzhen woke up, she heard the voice of her emperor father.
"Captain Chu, please continue."
[Hey, Captain Chu.]
[His combat power is actually 90, and his brain power is only 60, but he is so loyal that he will attack wherever he points.]
[The Emperor is ill, so now he can discover talent?]
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