The atmosphere in the hall was eerily quiet.
All the officials lowered their heads and acted like turtles.
Emperor Mingxi glared fiercely and threw the memorial onto the jade steps. "Smallpox has killed hundreds in Jinghuai County, and you're just sitting there doing nothing. You only learned about this now. If it weren't for the urgent report from eight hundred miles away, how many more would have died?"
His face was gloomy and surging anger spread.
In an era when imperial power is supreme, who would dare to despise the emperor's anger? It's not like an old man is hanging himself because he is tired of living.
All the officials knelt down, but no one came forward to defend themselves.
Emperor Mingxi sat high on the dragon throne, holding the dragon head on the chair and tapping it lightly, again and again.
The hearts of all the officials below are like this dragon's head, controlled by Your Majesty.
"You speak." Emperor Mingxi pointed at the Southwest Surveillance Envoy indifferently.
The observation made him break out in sweat on his forehead and curse in his heart that he was unlucky.
He didn't know either. Who knew that Magistrate Jinghuai didn't take smallpox seriously? Did he ignore it from the beginning? When batches of people died and corpses were scattered all over the ground, Magistrate Jinghuai, fearing that his crime would be exposed, actually committed suicide out of fear of punishment!
It was only after the magistrate of Jinghuai County reported to the deputy governor of Yuedong that the deputy governor sent an urgent report over 800 miles to the emperor.
At this moment, the Southwest Inspector hated the Jinghuai County Magistrate so much that he wanted to dig him out of the ground and whip his corpse to vent his anger.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is guilty." He could only manage this hesitantly. What else could he do? He had only just heard about this. He didn't have the guts to talk nonsense in front of His Majesty.
The Southwest Observer knelt obediently on the spot.
Emperor Mingxi was furious. He opened his eyes wide, his gaze blazing with fire. "Are you guilty? Do you think your guilt will be exchanged for my people?"
The Southwest Inspector was trembling on the spot, as if he had lost his parents.
The emperor closed his eyes, suppressing his anger. The people were the most important thing now. "Do you have any plans?"
He turned his gaze to the others.
Pei Hangqing estimated the time and realized it was his turn to speak. "Your Majesty, I believe the sick people should be isolated in one place. Send people who have recovered from smallpox to care for them. Let them ventilate the place daily, and use boiling water to scald anything the sick people touch. You can also use more mugwort and other herbs for fumigation to prevent more people from getting sick."
Emperor Mingxi sneered, his eyes deep and dark. "What Pei Qing said is just a cliché!"
Pei Hangqing was not discouraged and bowed again, "Although it is a cliché, it is still a good solution."
Emperor Mingxi pondered for a moment, his heart filled with resentment towards the late emperor. If he hadn't insisted on doctors prolonging his life, arresting so many people and causing the deaths of many good doctors, perhaps someone would have been able to resolve his doubts.
The little prince clearly didn't understand, but seeing that everyone was on high alert, he started to learn as well.
He was so small that he stood in a corner of the hall, and you couldn't see him unless you looked carefully.
If Emperor Mingxi hadn't felt something and looked towards the corner, he really wouldn't have found him. Seeing the prince, Emperor Mingxi temporarily suppressed his anger. He wanted to see what Yu'er was going to do.
The little guy's black eyes darted around, and soon he looked at Emperor Mingxi.
He grinned and smiled sweetly at his father. Seeing that his father had discovered him, the little prince was not afraid and walked directly into the hall.
All the officials lowered their heads, and no one noticed that Emperor Mingxi's momentum had subsided a lot.
When a small figure walked into the hall, all the officials were suddenly startled.
God? Oh, not really.
Some people's eyes moved slightly, some smiled, and some looked curious.
No one said anything against the rules. After all, they had either witnessed the miracle that the little prince performed yesterday with their own eyes or heard about it from others.
Everyone was convinced of the prince's authority. Some of the elder ministers, with tears in their eyes, bowed to him from afar.
Yan Chengyu was only two years old after the Chinese New Year, and the one-year-old child was still earnestly supporting the minister who was bowing down to him, causing the gray-haired minister to tremble with excitement.
People's envious eyes kept floating over.
The little prince came to ask his father something today, but when he saw so many people, he had other ideas in his mind.
Seeing that the prince seemed to be confused, all the officials held their heads high and stood in awe, waiting.
Choose me! Choose me now!
1002 saw that even the data was disordered. Are these people sick?
Showing courtesy to its cubs.
Even the calm Pei Hangqing straightened up unconsciously.
A smile flashed in Emperor Mingxi's eyes, and he simply leaned back and looked at his son.
Yan Chengyu walked up to Pei Hangqing, stretched out his little hand and tugged at the corner of his clothes. "I need help from others. What should I do?"
Pei Hangqing pondered for a moment and said, "I think we should cater to his preferences."
The little guy thought for a moment, his eyes shining. He stood on tiptoe, looked like he was optimistic about you, and patted Pei Hangqing on the shoulder. "Hello~"
Pei Hangqing raised the corner of his lips and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Everyone looked at the little prince eagerly, wishing that he was praising himself.
The Southwest Observer prayed to the gods, wishing he could confront His Highness. Fortunately, he was kneeling alone on the ground and was very conspicuous, so the little prince walked towards him again.
The Southwest Observer was so happy that his heart was filled with joy. Good fortune and misfortune are truly interdependent!
"You?" The little guy hadn't finished speaking in a baby voice.
The Southwest Inspector could not wait to answer, "I think that those who are familiar with me should speak directly. If the Crown Prince needs me, I will do my best to help him!"
He also flattered his superiors in secret, which earned him the contempt of his colleagues.
The flattery is so low-level, it would be better if they could do it instead.
Yan Chengyu tilted his head to look at him, and turned over on himself. He took out an exquisite purse from his arms, and then took out a small gold ingot and handed it to the Observer. "Here, get up~"
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