Luo Hu walked up to Emperor Mingde and, without any formalities, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I have been to Sichuan before. I beg Your Majesty to allow me to go to Sichuan to manage the floods."
Ministers who get things done are always more lovable than those who only talk nice things. Emperor Mingde felt that Luo Hu was there to help the dynasty prosper.
"Very well, I grant your permission. Minister Luo will go to Sichuan, and the Crown Prince will go to Jiangnan." Originally, Emperor Mingde did not intend to send the Crown Prince, but his two previous sons had both disgraced him, so he was sending the Crown Prince to regain his dignity.
Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads. Some unscrupulous ministers smirked. The Crown Prince and Luo Hu loudly accepted the order, saying, "Your Majesty, we will not fail to live up to Your Majesty's command!"
After selecting the person in charge of flood control, Huo Baichuan, Qiu Tangshi, and Xie Yun exchanged glances. Qiu Tangshi stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, as the old saying goes, 'One mountain, one river, one region, one people.' His Highness the Crown Prince is not familiar with the terrain of Jiangnan. I request that Lord Yan accompany the Crown Prince to Jiangnan to jointly control the floods."
Emperor Mingde glanced at Qiu Chengshi with gratitude. The Crown Prince had narrowly escaped death on his last trip. Although he had brought back gold mines, many forces wanted to kill him. If it were an ordinary task, it would be fine, but the matter of flood control could not be taken lightly. Millions of people were waiting for the court's rescue. If they were not careful, they would repeat the same mistakes as before. He dared not let his chosen Crown Prince bear this responsibility.
Upon receiving the news, Yan Shiren rushed to the palace. By the time he arrived at the Taihe Hall, the imperial edict had already been drafted. Upon hearing the 'bad news,' he sighed, 'It's only because I'm easy to talk to and care about the country that I can talk to you. If it were Emperor Yang Zhong, you would have to try!'
Naturally, there were still many details to discuss regarding the flood control. Ministers arrived one after another. Prince Yong stood guard outside the palace, watching the ministers rush in anxiously, while Wang Jiyang walked slowly.
Wang Jiyang set off at midday and didn't arrive until sunset. Upon meeting Prince Yong, he leisurely exchanged pleasantries. Those who remembered the massacre of the Jiang family during the flood years ago felt sympathy for him, while those who didn't think he was too cold-hearted.
Naturally, Prince Yong wouldn't think that way. He simply asked casually, "The esteemed officials are all discussing flood control matters inside the hall. Why doesn't Your Highness go in?"
"I am a scholar and do not know anything about flood control..." Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by Prince Yong's gesture, at which point Prince Yong made a shushing gesture.
Wang Jiyang glanced at the sky and looked around. The area was open on all sides, and even if they didn't speak, others would know that they were here.
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