The imperial court fell silent for a moment.
All the civil and military officials were completely absorbed in the news, thinking it was just a joke.
A problem that had plagued the imperial court for nearly a month suddenly seemed to have improved?
Who would believe that if I told them?
Moreover, the person who changed this problem was a mysterious figure who appeared out of nowhere, which made it even more impossible.
The Minister of Personnel spoke first, a look of disbelief appearing on his serious and cold face.
"Your Majesty, is this true? Someone really brought grain to Kuizhou?"
At this time, everyone else shared the same thought as the Minister of Personnel.
However, neither of them was as impatient as the other, so they didn't ask directly.
Questions, shock, and a host of other complex emotions swirled in people's minds.
Wu Lanxi glanced at the letter quickly and gestured to the Grand Eunuch Yao to deliver it to the Minister of Personnel.
The handwriting is familiar, and the official seal is genuine; it is indeed from the Prefect of Kuizhou.
Could this really be true?
There's something definitely not right about this.
"Let me see."
The Minister of Rites was acquainted with the Minister of Personnel, so he took the letter and read it carefully.
Soon, he couldn't help but laugh and burst into laughter a few times.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! The great threat to Kuizhou has been resolved!"
This aroused the curiosity of many people, who wanted to see the contents of the handwritten letter.
Minister of Rites Xiao Ming passed the letter to others, and the news about Kuizhou spread throughout the court, allowing everyone to see the most accurate information.
But this only brought more shock and disbelief.
It wasn't until Cui Renshi saw the handwritten message that many doubts arose in his mind.
He frowned and said, “Your Majesty, there may be more to this matter than meets the eye… This mysterious person has a mysterious background, and a large amount of grain appeared out of thin air. I suspect that the Prefect of Kuizhou made a false report. This matter needs to be thoroughly investigated by you.”
A bucket of cold water was poured over everyone's heads.
yes.
Who would have the audacity to send so much grain? If such a person did exist, they would surely have made arrangements with the imperial court to secure greater benefits in return.
How could someone do good deeds so selflessly and without complaint?
However, no one has heard any rumors recently, which makes it possible that the governor of Kuizhou lied about the situation to relieve pressure and escape punishment.
Wu Lanxi glanced at the ministers below, her gaze settling on Cui Renshi's face.
Cui Renshi immediately took it seriously, without making any unnecessary movements.
"Whether this matter is true or false, it is good news for the imperial court and for the people who care about Kuizhou."
Wu Lanxi's tone left no room for argument.
"As citizens of Daqing, we cannot bear to see the people suffer, so why is it impossible for us to provide disaster relief without expecting anything in return?"
No one could answer Wu Lanxi's question.
But everyone knows that this is indeed fantastic news.
Good news that could shake the imperial court and even invigorate the entire capital.
...
The Prime Minister's Residence.
Cui Yuanzhao was heartbroken and his face was full of resentment.
Zhang Da didn't dare to speak and could only stand silently to the side, wondering what was wrong with his young master.
"My father misled me. If he had taken my advice, the news that has reached the capital is that the prime minister's son, Cui Yuanzhao, has transported a large amount of supplies to support Kuizhou, solving the famine in Kuizhou in one fell swoop and boosting morale!"
Cui Yuanzhao slammed his fist on the table.
He initially thought his idea was a pipe dream and impractical, especially after being questioned by his father, who was the prime minister. But now it seems that what ultimately solved the disaster in Kuizhou was enough grain.
Although the source of the grain was unknown, the identity of the person who provided the disaster relief was also extremely mysterious.
Cui Yuanzhao subconsciously ignored this point, only thinking that his father, Cui Renshi, had delayed his public display of divine power.
Feeling frustrated, Cui Yuanzhao stood up and said, "Let's go to Zuixianju."
At that moment, all he wanted was to have a good, hearty meal to ease his resentment.
Zhang Da hesitated, "Young Master, the master instructed that you must obtain his permission before you can go out these next few days..."
Cui Yuanzhao gritted his teeth and said, "Master Cui prevented me from performing my divine act in public. I haven't settled this score with him yet. Even brothers should settle accounts clearly, let alone him who is just my father..."
Cui Yuanzhao didn't care about any of that and walked straight out of the mansion.
Zhang Da knew his young master's temperament well; once he got into a good mood, no one could stop him.
Such treasonous words came out of his mouth without hesitation, which angered the prime minister many times.
Zhang Da dared not stop him and could only silently follow by his side, preventing any accidents from happening to the young master.
When the two arrived at Zuixianju, news of a mysterious caravan delivering a huge amount of grain for disaster relief in Kuizhou had already spread. Upon hearing this, Cui Yuanzhao almost couldn't breathe.
Fortunately, Zhang Da helped her up, which prevented her from fainting on the spot.
As soon as I went upstairs, a familiar voice rang out.
"Yuan Zhao, it's you!"
Cui Yuanzhao turned his head and saw it. His expression changed drastically, and he immediately burst into laughter.
"Brother Wang, it's been a long time!"
Before him stood a man in his early twenties, whose appearance was not particularly outstanding, but who wore a smile that even Cui Yuanzhao could not ignore.
The other party is Wang Jingze, the son of Wang Tianze, the current Minister of Revenue.
Of course, his background is not the point. Wang Jingze grew up with Cui Yuanzhao. The two were very close because of their fathers' relationship, and they practically grew up together.
Cui Yuanzhao put his arm around the other man's shoulder and, in high spirits, recounted the disaster relief proposal he had made to Cui Renshi, which had been rejected, occasionally lashing out at him.
The two walked together into a private room.
At the dinner table, Wang Jingze smiled and looked at Cui Yuanzhao.
“Yuan Zhao, to be honest, I don’t blame the Prime Minister for discouraging you. This method is indeed a bit far-fetched and too difficult to implement.”
“Why not? Isn’t there a mysterious caravan bringing a large amount of grain to Kuizhou for disaster relief right now?” Cui Yuanzhao retorted.
Wang Jingze smiled and said, "That may be true, but how many people can actually do this? Let alone you, even if my father and Prime Minister Cui were to take charge personally, I'm afraid they would be willing but unable to do so."
Cui Yuanzhao sighed and shook his head vigorously.
Suddenly, he heard Wang Jingze say, "To be honest, there are people who could do this, but..."
"But what?" Cui Yuanzhao pressed for an answer.
Wang Jingze looked somewhat embarrassed, "It's just that this is not something I can easily tell you, Yuan Zhao."
Why?
Wang Jingze thought back to the place he had accidentally received a few days ago and then followed his servants there, and felt that it was all like a dream.
If there's anyone who can provide disaster relief quietly and without expecting anything in return, perhaps only there.
But he had left himself vulnerable there...
It would have been better if he hadn't said anything at all. The fact that he said it once but didn't explain it clearly made Cui Yuanzhao extremely uncomfortable, so he urged him to hurry up.
Left with no other choice, Wang Jingze revealed, "To be honest, a few days ago I found a painting in the capital with a poem on it that is extremely rare. Later, I had people trace it all the way to a place called Qihuai County..."
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