Gu Mu's words were resounding and powerful.
The officials were speechless.
They suddenly remembered that the five officials who mysteriously disappeared after going to the Regent's study were the ones in charge of this matter.
If I disobey the Regent again, will I also end up disappearing?
When this regent was still a prince in his early years, it was said that he had lost his mind and indiscriminately killed innocent people.
Despite his great talent and strategic thinking, which enabled him to become regent, he was ultimately not a truly good person.
It's best not to offend them.
Some officials, who were afraid of death and didn't want to lose their heads before a possible war broke out, all lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to utter a sound.
What they were thinking was that even if the regent used the national treasury's money to save people, he wouldn't be able to save many. Instead, they should keep a closer eye on the money in their own households. As long as they had money, they could go anywhere.
The prime minister, however, could not hide his excitement: "I will go to my residence immediately to prepare funds to do my part for the people in the disaster area!"
"Your subject also wishes to donate the surplus silver from my household to help Your Highness with disaster relief!"
"Your subject seconds this proposal!"
Gu Mu coldly surveyed the people in the court.
He has already distinguished between loyal ministers and treacherous ministers.
After that, loyal ministers rose rapidly in rank, while treacherous ministers... each met their own end.
He spoke these things in court simply to gauge people's true feelings.
As regent, he didn't need to consult with the officials when he did things.
Of course—there's no need for loyal ministers to tighten their belts and go bankrupt to contribute to disaster relief.
“No need,” Gu Mu said coldly. “I don’t need to touch the national treasury, nor do I need your donations for disaster relief.”
"Finally, let me say this: I don't need you to teach me how to do things; just watch."
In an instant, everyone was rendered speechless.
Those loyal ministers who wanted to persuade the regent to accept their disaster relief funds, hoping to save as many lives as possible and eager to do their part for the people, found it difficult to speak up.
They wanted to persuade the regent to accept their money and use it to benefit the people.
Wouldn't that just be telling the regent what to do?
Meanwhile, those treacherous officials secretly chuckled: it seems that this regent's claim of providing disaster relief is merely a ploy to gain a good reputation.
Without touching the national treasury or collecting money, let's see how he provides relief.
But that's good, at least they won't be forced to pay up.
If Gu Mu wants to provide disaster relief, he has to go to Jiangnan.
After all, even if we obtained an inexhaustible supply of hybrid rice, it would still need to be transported to the Jiangnan region.
Transporting hybrid rice from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River required a huge amount of manpower and resources.
It would be better to take it when we reach Jiangnan.
“Even if Shen Ci rides at full speed, it will take him five or six days to reach the border, while it will only take two days to travel from the capital to Jiangnan.”
Gu Mu calculated the time; he would set off in two days, arriving in Jiangnan just in time to receive the reward for the hybrid rice.
After all, this strange system's mission wasn't considered complete even after it issued the imperial decree ordering Shen Ci to guard the frontier. The reward would only be available once Shen Ci arrived at the frontier.
These past two days, Gu Mu has been too preoccupied with attending the morning court sessions and has been staying at home.
I lay on a deck chair, basking in the sun, listening to the scouts report news from various prefectures.
"Your Highness, some officials are discussing that you... that you personally said you would help with disaster relief, but you just lie in your residence sunbathing every day."
"They said you didn't want to help with disaster relief at all."
"They also said that the disaster was the will of Heaven, and that no emperor in history had been able to solve it, nor could you."
...
Gu Mu's face darkened; these were his officials.
Why do you always like to gossip and talk badly about people behind their backs?
Why can't we let him listen to something more educational?
Gu Mu waved his hand, and the scout immediately left.
A vigorous maid stood beside him, fanning him with a palm-leaf fan.
This fierce maid has real strength; the wind she fans out is like a category 8 typhoon, incredibly powerful.
But gradually, Gu Mu felt the wind subside.
It's like an old, dilapidated electric fan; when it's on the lowest setting, you have to strain to feel the barely perceptible airflow, which is really frustrating.
Gu Mu opened his closed eyes and turned his head to the side.
The vivacious maid had disappeared, and the one fanning him was none other than the scheming Ma Shishi who had entered at some unknown time.
Seeing Gu Mu looking over, the little green tea horse Shishi opened her lips slightly and complained in a coquettish tone: "Your Highness, you haven't seen me for so long. If it weren't for the token you gave me, I wouldn't be able to enter this mansion."
Her eyes were alluring.
In addition, her features are beautiful but slightly stiff.
It gives people a feeling of pure desire.
Moreover, when Ma Shishi raised her hand, the light gauze on her arm fell slightly, revealing her snow-white arm with its lotus root-like shape.
She maintained a sexy pose, with one hand on the armrest of the recliner, her body leaning slightly forward, and her collar slightly slipping down.
The place where it landed was right in front of Gu Mu. With just a slight turn of his head, he could see a scene that would make one's blood boil.
Gu Mu straightened his head and looked up at the sky.
Just then, a dark cloud obscured the sun, leaving only a golden glow.
He has a strong will to survive.
The legal wife, Shen Ling, walked silently from behind Ma Shishi.
Then he stopped at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, picked a peach blossom from a tree, broke off a branch, and played with it in his hand.
What a beautiful and poetic scene!
If Gu Mu hadn't just witnessed Shen Ling calmly ordering people to throw the corpses of five imperial officials into the dry well, he wouldn't have known.
He also felt that his wife was a fairy descended from heaven.
But this isn't some fairy at all; she's clearly a cunning and ruthless demon king.
He cleanly and efficiently killed the man in his study, leaving him utterly devastated.
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