Qi Guze recounted everything, including how the people in the Imperial Court advocated for stationing soldiers at Furong Pass to intimidate the disaster victims and force them to return the way they came.
These arguments were so novel that Qi Guze would never agree with them. As a result, he argued with these old fogies almost every day. Fortunately, the current emperor preferred to listen to him, so the matter remained unresolved.
When Qi Guze got to this point, he looked at her.
What are your thoughts, A-Yue?
"Me?"
Xu Yuehuai naturally had her own opinion as well, "Then I'll speak frankly."
"Just speak your mind, who asked you to hide anything?" It was clear that Qi Guze genuinely wanted to discuss things with Xu Yuehuai.
Xu Yuehua nodded, stroked his chin, and after a long while pondered, said, "First of all, it was a mistake for us to turn away the key disaster victims in Furong. The disaster victims are like a pack of wolves with bloodshot eyes, and there is a high possibility that they will launch an armed uprising. This is called 'the government forcing the people to rebel'."
This observation coincides perfectly with Qi Guze's.
His eyes shone with stars.
Xu Yuehuai looked at Qi Guze, "But their concerns are not without reason. People who have been away from their homes for a long time can contract diseases such as fever, schistosomiasis, and malaria. These are all difficult-to-treat diseases. Once this group of people enters the capital, the virus may also arrive."
This was something Qi Guze had considered before.
Hearing this, Qi Guze looked at Xu Yuehuai and asked, "So, does Yuehuai mean to let them come or not?"
“Of course we let them come. Everyone sees the capital as a ray of hope and a beacon of light. We can’t possibly extinguish that glimmer of hope,” Xu Yuehuai said, looking at Qi Guze. “Let’s work together to design a new district for them before the army arrives.”
"What new server?"
To be honest, Xu Yuehuai was thinking about making money in this matter.
The so-called newly opened area is nothing more than a place tailored for disaster victims to settle down and make a living; this place must be one where they can survive.
But aside from that, Qi Guze was also worried about the most basic thing.
"We're out of food."
Xu Yuehuai jogged over and pointed to herself, “I have enough to last them until the end of the month. After the end of the month, the grain supply in our capital will be available. Your Highness only needs to ensure that they do not rebel during this period. We can plan the rest together.”
Qi Guze nodded.
From the time Xu Yuehuai arrived in the capital, he was almost invincible.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see my newly opened server." Xu Yuehuai prepared to leave.
Qi Guze prepared a fast horse.
The two quickly arrived at their destination, which was near the moat. This area could have been developed, and Xu Yuehuai had been itching to do so for a while. "It's flat and open here, and we can build a lot of houses. This place is uniquely advantageous. We can open a blacksmith shop and do many small businesses, right?"
At this point, Xu Yuehuai became even more animated, "Most importantly, this area is large, and it can accommodate as many disaster victims as they come. Now we need to persuade the emperor to support our plan."
In fact, everything is just a case of great minds thinking alike.
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze shared the same ideas, and Qi Guze was even happier when Xu Yuehuai proposed the concept of a new development zone.
In the afternoon, he took the initiative to request an audience with the Emperor. The Emperor had been unwell recently, and his headaches had worsened compared to before. Several imperial physicians were also helpless. When Qi Guze arrived, the old imperial physician hurriedly came to pay his respects.
"How is His Majesty?"
Seeing the emperor lying on his bed, barely breathing, Qi Guze asked him a question.
The imperial physician sighed, "He is only recuperating. I've heard that there's been a lot of war and chaos outside recently, so His Majesty can't get a proper rest."
The imperial physician pointed to the memorial placed to the side.
Qi Guze looked closely and saw that some had already been processed, some had been kept in reserve, and some were placed on the table. "His Majesty has devoted himself to this cause."
"Yes, such diligence in governing and love for the people is a blessing to the world."
Hearing the rustling sound, the emperor opened his eyes. His eyes were panicked, as if searching for something, and finally his gaze settled on Qi Guze.
The two looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Your subject has come to visit you."
"It is the Regent," the Emperor said breathlessly, struggling to sit up. "You may dispense with the formalities. The plight of the disaster victims is causing me great distress, and I have yet to come up with a better solution."
"Your subject has already made a decision and is awaiting implementation."
Upon hearing Qi Guze's words, the Emperor was overjoyed, as if his illness and torment had vanished.
"Tell me, hurry up."
The Emperor was panting heavily.
Qi Guze brought over tea, and after watching the emperor drink it, he slowly and deliberately revealed his plan without reservation. Upon hearing this, the emperor frowned.
"If I allocate funds to you, those guys from the Ministry of Personnel will definitely attack you." The Emperor is clear-headed and sees everything clearly.
Hearing the Emperor say this, Qi Guze smiled coldly, his expression extremely calm. "I have been schemed against by them every day of my life, but what can I do? If I had the country in my heart, I would not have paid attention to them. Now I am sacrificing myself for others, my reputation is as light as a feather. This is a meritorious deed for the present and a benefit for future generations. They are short-sighted and cannot see what is happening thousands of miles away."
"Very well," the Emperor's hand trembled as he grasped the brush and moistened it with vermilion ink. "I am ready. I will find the Minister of Works and the Minister of Revenue to assist you. Go and embark on a large-scale construction project."
"I am extremely grateful."
Concerned about the Emperor's health, Qi Guze took the written document that the Emperor had sent over. After coming out, Qi Guze immediately began to issue the decree. However, just as the Emperor's edict was delivered to the Three Departments and Six Ministries, a chorus of "We are sorry we cannot comply" came from the crowd.
It looks like the famous scene of debating with the scholars is about to begin again.
These guys occupy high positions in the government but accomplish nothing. They scheme against and undermine each other, plotting against one another.
Now, with war raging outside the capital and a large number of refugees flocking to this side, these guys are turning a blind eye.
In the imperial court, Qi Guze stood alone against such a large group of people.
Everyone frowned, and a group from the Minister's mansion roared, "So, Your Highness is now planning to carry out large-scale construction around the moat. In my opinion, this is outrageous and wasteful, squandering the country's money. It's simply outrageous!"
"Wasting?" Qi Guze sneered, his tone full of contempt. "How is that wasting the country's money? That's foresight. Soon the disaster victims will arrive in the capital. What will we do then?"
This is a real problem.
Unfortunately, none of these old guys can see it.
In that awkward silence, the Minister of War stepped forward. "Since ancient times, war has followed disasters. In other words, this group of people has come to the capital with ulterior motives. I think it would be better to kill them all."
Someone next to them even chimed in, "Yes, it's best to wipe them out completely, otherwise if they bring the virus and plague to the capital, we'll be wiped out."
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