Chapter 334: The Demon Concubine Does Not Harm the Country, She Only Wants to Harm the Imperial Master (Thirty-Eight)
Yu Huo glanced at the officials who were frightened by his move. Seeing that they were like quails and dared not speak out, he could not help but narrow his eyes in satisfaction. He was in a rare good mood and had a quarrel with Minister Yin who was about to be dragged out of the hall.
"Master Yin, I advise you to save your energy. I now hold the command of the Imperial Guards. They must do whatever I tell them to do! Even if you are not qualified, what else can you do? You still have to go to jail."
Faced with his arrogant face, Minister Yin knew he couldn't escape, and he roared at him in frustration, cursing: "Yu Huo! You will not die a good death!"
Jiang Feng frowned upon hearing this and snorted, "Shut this old man's mouth!"
Minister Yin: “…”
When the noise died down, all the officials in the hall were trembling with fear.
Seeing this, Yu Huo smiled. With Minister Yin as an example, his authority was temporarily established in the court.
But the flood in Huainan was still waiting, so Yu Huo did not kill everyone with a stick. He spread out his palms with a smile and spoke softly.
"It's quite a coincidence. Today, I feel like doing something interesting. I have nothing better to do, so I just happened to read the fortune for our Lord Yin."
His moody appearance seemed to frighten everyone even more.
But even though she didn't understand why Yu Huo suddenly brought up this topic, she still didn't dare to ask any further questions. She lowered her eyes and waited quietly for his next words.
Without anyone to support him, Yu Huo suddenly became a little bored and curled his lips in boredom.
Seeing this, Jiang Feng didn't want to see his cold and elegant face stained with the slightest unhappiness, so he secretly reached out and pulled his wide sleeves, raising his voice to cooperate with him.
"Oh? What does the hexagram indicate? Could you please explain it in detail, Grand Master?"
When a good-looking person comes to accommodate you and please you, he doesn't know what others are like, but Yu Huo will become very easy to please. Maybe this is the case for all people who care about appearance.
Immediately, a smile returned to his eyes, and he continued in a gloomy voice, "This hexagram indicates that Lord Yin has done many sinful things. The azure smoke from the ancestral tomb has been extinguished, and there may be a bloody disaster in the future."
Jiang Feng found his words funny and raised his sleeve to cover half of his face, hiding the dazzling joy.
The scene fell silent again. Gao Ling stepped forward and naturally took over Jiang Feng's role as supporting actor. He humbly asked for advice: "Master Imperial Master, can the green smoke from this ancestral tomb be extinguished?"
"Of course not," Yu Huo sighed, half-seriously, "Master Yin has become the Minister of Personnel. Is it a blessing from our ancestors? Our ancestors blessed him to become a high-ranking official, but now he's doing nothing. Our ancestors are ashamed of it. Who would have continued to support him? It would be better to just put it out and save the trouble, right?"
"I see." Eunuch Gao suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to twitch, and then sighed: "It seems that people... still can't do things that are against their conscience."
Yu Huo cast an admiring glance and continued, "But we are colleagues after all. As the Imperial Master, I couldn't bear to see Lord Yin suffer, so I painstakingly found a solution for him. Do you know what it is?"
Eunuch Gao humbly asked for advice: "Please explain it to me, Master Imperial Master."
Yu Huo nodded: "Have you ever heard of losing money to avoid disaster? If I have no money, the disaster will naturally disappear."
Good job!
This is simply heresy!
Would Lord Yin, who was imprisoned and had his property confiscated, kowtow to you to show his gratitude?
Gao Ling was so shocked by his shamelessness that she forgot to reply for a moment.
Jiang Feng had laughed enough by this time and clapped his hands in praise: "So that's how it is. The Imperial Master truly has a kind heart."
Everyone: “…”
The two men sang the same tune, causing those restless officials to stop thinking of resisting.
The reason was simple. Although Yu Huo did not have the power and disciples of the late prime minister, he now had the command of the imperial guards, so he could be considered to have managed to draw a tie.
Coupled with Jiang Feng's familiar relationship with him and His Majesty's favoritism, Yu Huo already has the capital to control them.
If you don't behave yourself, you'll end up in trouble.
Didn’t you see that a second-rank official, Shangshu Yin, was thrown into prison and his property was confiscated at will?
His Majesty is now bedridden and has no energy left to support them.
What else can I do if you don’t listen?
After such a commotion for the whole morning, the officials finally became obedient, and Yu Huo finally stopped threatening them in a sinister way and got down to business.
The flood in Huainan is a top priority and has now affected the entire Huainan Prefecture.
This time, in addition to the imperial physicians and the imperial guards, Yu Huo also asked the Ministry of War to issue transfer orders to the surrounding prefecture soldiers. Together with the officials from the Ministry of Works who were in charge of flood control, after receiving the money and food, the group headed to Huainan Prefecture in a mighty manner, not daring to delay for a moment.
Yu Huo was also troubled afterwards. The treasury was empty and the shortage of supplies was real.
The war had just ended and Ukraine had not yet received compensation, so the resources that could be mobilized were very limited.
The merchants had been ripped off by him once, having been forced to pay him half of their wealth. It was not easy for him to make further advances on them, so Shangshu Yin had no choice but to have his property confiscated by him as a last resort.
But no matter how much money and grain Lord Yin's family has, it is not enough for a prefecture to last for too long.
Yu Huo was anxious and angry, his eyes were bloodshot from sleepiness, but he still had a frown on his face and didn't dare to give up.
Jiang Feng lit the candle with a tinder, looked at the young man sitting in front of the table, and a trace of heartache flashed across his eyes.
He walked forward quietly, ignoring the extremely ugly calligraphy on the paper, and advised: "It's getting late, you should get some sleep first. Look at the red bloodshot under your eyes..."
"How can I sleep when there is still no place for refugees in an entire state?" Yu Huo was impatient to listen to this, so he interrupted him and sat there without moving.
Jiang Feng heard this and soothed him gently: "The flood control officials have already arrived. As long as the silt is cleared and the embankment is reinforced, the flood in Huainan will naturally be resolved."
"I know." Yu Huo rubbed his brows with a worried look. "The hard part is post-disaster reconstruction. If we were faster, we could catch up with the spring plowing, but everyone is busy farming. Where would they have the manpower and time to repair houses? We can't let them sleep in the fields in this chilly spring, can we?"
Jiang Feng pondered for a moment and suggested, "Why not let those disaster victims live in tents first?"
Yu Huo's eyes widened as he looked over curiously: "Where did the tent come from?"
"The Imperial Guards have always been equipped with the best equipment. The tents they discarded in previous years are generally not damaged and can be used again with a little repair."
Noticing the other party's hand shaking his own, Jiang Feng patiently continued his analysis, "Besides, the climate in Huainan isn't too cold. If you're worried about the elderly or the sick, you can tie some hay bundles inside the tent. They shouldn't have any problems getting through the spring plowing season."
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