Yun Duoduo stared wide-eyed at Huang Meipin, [What a heartless bastard.]
[Bad guys, back off! Back off! Back off!]
“Your Majesty, the Prefect of the Capital is usually busy with the public duty of maintaining order in the capital. If he were to handle the matter of resettling displaced people, he would probably be overwhelmed,” Kang Fuguo said reasonably.
Yun Beiye nodded slightly, "Yes, that makes sense."
"I believe that General Jin's son, Jin Jinzhi, can handle this matter. Previously, the young master of the Jin family handled the affairs of the Northern Frontier and Wusun very well, so he must have some experience."
Yun Duoduo suddenly remembered that a few years ago, the heavy snowfall and the deaths of a large number of cattle, horses and sheep in Wusun were said to be caused by her.
Back then, the people of Wusun lost their source of income, and a large number of refugees poured into Nanyang from the border between the two northern border states.
At that time, it was Jin Jin's idea to send a part of the Zhenbei Army to set up some tents and cook hot porridge near the city gates in the northern border to help these desperate poor people, ease the tense situation on the border, and avoid conflict.
Setting up a relief station at the border between the two countries is a short-term, temporary measure.
The long-term solution was to send envoys to the Chanyu of Wusun, saying that if the Chanyu was willing, Nanyang could send a team to Wusun to set up some tents for the herders to stay in during the winter, and to build shelters for the cattle and sheep to keep them warm.
At the same time, the Chanyu of Wusun was reminded to remind the herders in spring and autumn to store up grass and hay as early as possible, so that the cattle and sheep would not have food in winter and would starve or freeze to death.
Yun Duoduo felt that these memories seemed somewhat distant. Just as she was thinking about it, an angry voice rang in her ears.
"Kang Fuguo, who doesn't know that you're on good terms with the Jin family?"
When Huang Meiping heard that the duck he had in his hands had flown away, he was so anxious that he jumped up and down.
[You've given this incredibly lucrative job to the Jin family; isn't that keeping the wealth within the family?!]
"Oh? Lord Huang, who is Kang on good terms with, and who is he entrusting to handle the matter of these refugees? What is the connection between them?" Kang Fuguo asked Huang Meipin in return.
"Slurp, slurp..." The background noise of Yun Duoduo drinking porridge was quite discordant.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing."
Yun Beiye waved his hand impatiently.
It's so noisy this early in the morning.
With Yun Beiye's shout, the scene quieted down. Huang Meipin awkwardly took off his hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Kang Fuguo frowned, and Tan Biao stared at the jade seal on the black pear wood table with a playful expression.
"Duoduo, what do you think?"
Yun Beiye turned to look at the little dumpling beside her, who was happily slurping down its food.
Yun Duoduo, who was watching the drama unfold on the front lines with great interest, was suddenly called out, and her body trembled.
"Well……"
While thinking, Yun Beiye took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of Yun Duoduo's mouth, which was covered with a clear liquid.
"Father..."
"Duoduo, do you think what Lord Huang, Lord Kang, and Marquis Chi Nan said makes sense?"
Yun Duoduo's gaze swept over the group of people.
This Lord Huang may look kind and benevolent, but he's actually full of wicked schemes.
[He actually tried to embezzle disaster relief funds? What a despicable scoundrel!]
[It's a real dog.]
“Father, Duoduo thinks that what Lord Kang said makes sense. The refugees are poor people, and they cannot be killed or driven out of the capital in one fell swoop.”
"Although this will stabilize the capital, it is hard to guarantee that other counties and prefectures will not encounter problems."
As Yun Duoduo spoke, she picked up a piece of bean cake and put it in her mouth. "Mmm, so delicious!"
"Moreover, if the court acts in this way, it will inevitably make people feel that the court does not cherish the people. If the people are dissatisfied and rise up in rebellion, the consequences will be serious."
"Then, Duoduo, who do you think is suitable to handle this matter?"
Yun Beiye picked up the bean curd residue that had fallen onto her clothes.
"Yes, Duoduo thinks that since Brother Jinzhi is stationed in the northern frontier and has dealt with the Wusun affairs, he must know how to quickly settle the refugees, appease their emotions, and prevent greater unrest."
Kang Fuguo looked at Yun Duoduo in surprise. "Ninth Princess, so young, yet possessing such insight; truly as the rumors say, you are extraordinary."
My grandson, on the other hand, would be a good match.
Huang Meiping was very dissatisfied with Yun Duoduo's words. He was very unhappy that the disaster relief funds he was about to embezzle were about to slip away.
Huang Meiping coughed lightly, "Your Majesty, is it not inappropriate to let the little princess, who is still uneducated and mentally incomplete, judge such an important matter?"
[Undeveloped...]
[Mental insufficiency...]
[Huang, you have no manners! Who are you calling uncivilized?! Who are you calling mentally deficient?!]
[This princess has read the histories of the Qin and Han dynasties, the Tang dynasty, the Song dynasty, the Yuan dynasty, and the Qing dynasty—well, I've even watched some documentary clips, okay?]
“Lord Huang, the Ninth Princess’s insights are quite remarkable. Lord Huang, please don’t lie through your teeth,” Kang Fuguo retorted without any politeness.
Uncle Kang, you did a great job!
Huang Meiping was about to say something, his beard bristling and eyes wide, when he was interrupted by Yun Beiye's words.
"Improper? Is Minister Huang questioning me?" Yun Beiye cast a cold glance at Huang Meipin.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty dares not!"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
Huang Meiping was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground.
Looking at Huang Meipin's reaction, Yun Duoduo realized that this guy was actually quite timid. But how could he be so bold when he was embezzling?
"By imperial decree, Jin Jinzhi is ordered to go and appease the displaced people. 100,000 taels of silver shall be allocated from the Ministry of Revenue to prepare cotton clothing, housing, and food rations!"
"Fu Guo, this matter is entrusted to you and Jin Zhi. Report the progress to me at any time."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I obey the decree." Kang Fuguo bowed.
Huang Meiping was seething inside, but he couldn't say anything on the surface. Yun Duoduo was afraid that he would suffer internal injuries from holding it in, seeing his angry expression.
That damn brat ruined my plans.
“Father, Lord Huang just said that the Huang family is full of loyal and patriotic people, and is willing to donate their salaries and savings of 50,000 to 80,000 taels of silver from previous years to replenish the national treasury.”
Yun Duoduo raised an eyebrow at Huang Meipin, "How dare this ignorant old man insult this princess!"
Huang Meipin's hands trembled. "When...when did I say that?"
[Fifty or eighty thousand taels of silver! Last year, I spent 120,000 taels of embezzled funds building the basement for antiques and calligraphy. If I donate fifty or eighty thousand taels, my savings won't be enough to prepare a dowry for my eldest son!]
"Father, Lord Huang said that fifty or eighty thousand is too little. Duoduo heard that Lord Huang built some kind of basement last year. Oh, Duoduo also heard that Lord Huang made a lot of money selling smuggled salt, so donating one or two hundred thousand is no problem for him."
"Father, Lord Huang is so loyal and considerate of the country and its people, Father, please don't refuse him!"
Huang Meiping's lips turned purple as she stared at Yun Duoduo in disbelief. How did the princess know?
[This, this vixen...]
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