Su Qingyu rolled her eyes. "These people are really taking off their pants to fart. Fourth sister and third cousin have already discussed it. They will cover all the supplies needed for disaster relief this time."
Su Shunci and Lin Wuchen had made a lot of money these days, but it was all from wealthy families, not from the poor.
The two knew that this way of making money would definitely make many people jealous. So, this time, they decided to cover the entire disaster relief effort. Firstly, this would allow ordinary people to have a way to survive, and secondly, it would also help to silence those who were jealous.
Therefore, the ordinary cotton-padded clothes in Su Shunci's hands and the ordinary charcoal in Lin Wuchen's hands were kept in the warehouse and were not sold out at all.
They were all waiting, waiting for the court to speak.
When the cold winter turns into a cold disaster and when people's lives are threatened, the court will organize disaster relief.
At that time, Su Shunci and Lin Wuchen will follow the court's ideas and cooperate with the court in disaster relief.
Shen Zhixiu was about to bring up this matter in the court today, but he didn't expect someone to stop him from speaking, and it ended up like this.
As for who was behind this, Shen Zhixiu knew it but didn't care much.
This trick can't affect him.
Su Qingyu asked again: "What does the Third Master plan to do?"
Shen Zhixiu's mouth curled up and he snorted barely perceptibly.
"Since this is the case, I can't let my mother-in-law, my fourth aunt, and Wu Chen work in vain."
"I have sent for them both."
"They put in the effort, so they should get some benefits."
Su Qingyu looked at Shen Zhixiu suspiciously and asked him what he was planning. Shen Zhixiu just said that he would know soon.
Not long after, Su Shunci and Lin Wuchen entered the Shen family one after another.
The four of them discussed in the small study for about an hour. When they left, Su Shunci and Lin Wuchen had smiles on their lips, as if they had gotten a huge bargain.
The next morning, Shen Zhixiu got up and prepared to go to court.
Su Qingyu sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, watching Shen Zhixiu put on his clothes.
Thinking of the outcome of yesterday's discussion, he chuckled, "Today, the Emperor will probably praise Third Master for his efficient work."
Shen Zhixiu adjusted his collar and the brocade belt around his waist in front of the bronze mirror and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is going to be in trouble today."
The Crown Prince was behind this incident, and I wonder if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will regret this decision.
Su Qingyu snorted coldly, "He deserves it. Let's see how he explains it to Consort Xian... ah, no, it's Consort Leng."
After Shen Zhixiu finished dressing, he walked to the bed again, helped her lie down, and tucked the quilt in for her.
Then he leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, "Go back to sleep. It's freezing outside, so don't go out too much."
Su Qingyu nodded, closed her eyes obediently, and fell asleep on the soft pillow.
Shen Zhixiu lowered the curtain beside the bed and tiptoed out of the inner room.
After getting off the carriage, he happened to meet Song Zan, the Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness, and the two of them walked towards Ganyang Palace together.
"Zhi Xiu, what happened yesterday was clearly directed at you. How can we not contribute money to disaster relief?"
"Whoever proposes disaster relief without spending money from the national treasury will be asked to do it. They're really giving them a hard time, but they keep causing trouble."
Song Zan was a military officer with a bad temper. Because of his noble status and the emperor's trust, he often left people speechless during court meetings.
His words may not be pleasant to hear, but every word he says makes sense, and those who are criticized can only endure it.
Shen Zhixiu knew that Song Zan was worried about him, so he smiled and said, "Brother Song, don't worry. I have my own way."
Song Zan looked at him in surprise, "How come you could conjure up silver and disaster relief supplies overnight?"
Shen Zhixiu smiled but said nothing, appearing even more mysterious, which aroused Song Zan's curiosity.
In the Ganyang Palace, Shen Zhixiu and Chen Zheng stood side by side at the head of the civil officials.
As soon as Emperor Xuande sat down, someone couldn't wait to bring up yesterday's disaster relief matter.
Emperor Xuande then asked, "Mr. Chen, how are you thinking about it? Is it possible?"
He knew that this was a difficult task, so if Shen Zhixiu said that it could not be done, he would order the opening of the national treasury to provide disaster relief.
Before Shen Zhixiu could speak, someone couldn't help but speak first.
"Your Majesty, Lord Shen is the Second Minister of the Cabinet and the pillar of the country. He will certainly share your worries."
"Now that we are facing internal and external troubles, it is time for everyone to work together. I believe that Lord Shen will be able to resolve the disaster relief issue."
The speaker was Li Jing, the Right Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate. He was a distant cousin of Prince Heshan Li Jingchuan, and had close private contacts with Princess Yongjia and the Crown Prince.
After Li Jing finished speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Shen Zhixiu and found that he had no expression on his face and didn't even lift his eyelids.
"Sir Shen, the emperor has entrusted you with the task of disaster relief, which is a great trust. Sir Shen, please do not let the emperor down."
Li Jing had always been wary of Shen Zhixiu, and today he was only just beginning to confront him.
When Shen Zhixiu heard that he had asked the question, he walked to the center of the hall and looked at Li Jing.
"Censor Li just said that we should all work together. If I contribute, what will Censor Li contribute?"
Seeing Li Jing stunned, Shen Zhixiu sneered, "Is Censor Li only capable of speaking?"
Laughter was heard among the officials, but it died down in an instant.
Li Jing's face flushed. "Master Shen, what do you mean by this? Have I not served my country with all my heart? Are you, Master Shen, the only loyal minister?"
Shen Zhixiu's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his head slightly. "Censor Li, please don't talk about other things. I'm asking you, what are your plans for disaster relief this time?"
Li Jing suddenly came to his senses and thought that Shen Zhixiu could not complete the task assigned by the emperor and was going to drag him into it.
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