Rescue system: run away from the host, calm down

Chapter 70 Disaster Relief Plan
King Qi looked at the boss who had been silent all this time, "Lan'er, what do you think?"

Yanlan, that is, the eldest son Zhou Yanlan bowed and bowed, "I would like to obey my father's orders."

King Qi nodded, and looked at the other two incompetent sons, "Learn from your eldest brother. You don't have the courage and responsibility to be a man. If you have any difficulties, you should find a way to overcome them, instead of pushing the other way."

The third young master and the fourth young master nodded in agreement.

However, that perfunctory expression didn't mean to change at all.

Seeing that King Qi had a headache for a while.

The third child is cowardly, the fourth child is stubborn, and only the elder brother and the second child can be of great use, but judging by the frail appearance of the eldest child, the injury is probably not fully recovered, and the second child is not there. The disaster is serious, and the Quartet needs support?There is a shortage of manpower, looking at the people in the hall, but there is no one who can control the overall situation.

After thinking about it, I decided to coordinate governance.

If you can't cut a jade, you can't make a tool, this time give the third and fourth a chance to exercise.

Without giving them a chance to back down, they directly ordered: "Yan Chun is in charge of fifteen counties in the south, Yan Jing is in charge of ten counties in the west, and Yan Lan is in charge of nine counties in the north. The level determines how much you invest, and you distribute it yourself. As for the food and grass for disaster relief, first look at the amount of food raised, and then decide."

As soon as he heard that he was required to contribute, Zhou Yanjing immediately said: "Father, my son is afraid."

Before he finished speaking, seeing his father's face getting more and more gloomy, he felt afraid to continue.

The conversation changed, "I'm just afraid that I won't be able to complete the task assigned by my father."

King Qi snorted coldly, his son, there are a few twists and turns in his mind, he still can't figure it out, he is the first to stand up when something good happens, and say something to share his worries, he is so heartless, he does not hesitate to say anything, and he is used to flattering.Whenever there is trouble, shrink as much as you can, and never participate.

This incident is serious, and he has no sense of responsibility at all, so he should be punished.

Standing below, Zhou Yanjing's back felt chills. Why did the king's father look at him more and more unkindly? Didn't he agree to rescue the disaster?

He can only flatter his father and laugh~ laugh~
King Qi was disgusted, looked away, stopped looking at him, and said solemnly: "The situation is urgent, if anyone pushes back and forth, we will be dealt with by military law."

No one dared to choke any more, and they all replied: "No!".

King Qi thought about it but was not at ease, "General Yan Fu obeys the order."

"The end is here!"

"You send three deputy commanders, each leading a thousand soldiers, to assist the three of them in disaster relief."

No matter how incompetent his son is, he is still his own flesh and blood, gold and jade are precious, and the boss has to run around before he recovers from his injuries. He is always worried that if there is a mistake, the gain is not worth the loss, and more manpower can be used to suppress one or two.

Having arranged these, King Qi continued: "Captain Li Moxian, you and General Yan Fu are responsible for investigating the situation along the east side. The mountains in the east are undulating, and there are less than [-] villages along the way, and it is not a hard-hit area. The problem is not big. .”

"promise!"

"promise!"

Financial Secretary Lin Xiangao hurriedly stood up, "My lord, we don't have so much cash in the treasury!"

Xu Jiang, the Secretary of Internal Affairs, also stood up, "My lord, we may not have enough food and grass."

Old Li: "My lord, for such a big matter, it stands to reason that the imperial court should subsidize our military rations."

King Qi: "The letter has been delivered, and it is probably nothing. It is good that the imperial court did not ask us for taxes and rations. I want them to spit out some."

Mr. Li was still not reconciled, "My lord, although our fiefdom does not pay taxes and food, we donate a lot of rare treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings every year, and the lord has guarded this place for more than [-] years, training soldiers, and paying military salaries. The money is all self-subsidized. Over the years, there have been no fewer than ten battles, big and small. If it weren't for the prince guarding the place, the Great Xia cavalry would have marched straight in."

King Qi raised his hand to interrupt Old Li's words, "This king is worthy of Zhen Qi, and the land under his feet."

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that the emperor wanted King Qi to guard the south and prevent Daxia from invading, but he was also afraid that King Qi would support himself and threaten his position, so there has been a stalemate for so many years.

"Okay, it's meaningless to talk too much, let's do it like this! If you don't have enough grain, buy it from the grain merchants."

Still buying, no money, Xu Jiang looks sad, looking at Lin Sizheng, just about to speak.
King Qi seemed to know what they wanted to say, and before they could speak, he said, "If you don't have enough, let's raise money! Each private treasury will provide some, and this king will subsidize some."

King Qi sighed, after so many years of operation, I'm afraid it won't be good this time.

Zhou Yanlan's mouth slowly curled into an evil smile. He is a good father, he must know that his concubine has already emptied his family's wealth, and I don't know what kind of wonderful expression he has, and he sent those two useless weapons to help the disaster. What a joke.

Everyone: "No!"

When King Qi returned to his bedroom, the graceful and luxurious Princess Qi immediately stepped forward to serve King Qi lying on the red sandalwood couch, rubbing his temples for him, "My lord, you have worked hard, don't work too hard, I will give you my concubine. Made ginseng Baihui soup."

The maids on both sides hurriedly flapped the carved cattail fans, gently fanning them with just the right strength.

King Qi, who had his eyes closed, grabbed Wangfei's hand and patted it, "Wangfei is still considerate."

"Serving the prince well is the duty of a concubine."

As he spoke, he took the white jade porcelain bowl from the maid and carefully fed it to the man on the couch.

Then, sit on the low table opposite, put your hands on the strings in front of you, the melodious sound of the piano sounds, the soothing tone, like the breeze gently brushing your cheeks, like coming from a deep valley and secluded mountain, peaceful and far away, flowing through the wrinkles of life Folding, through the ups and downs of the years, King Qi soon fell asleep to the soothing sound of the piano.

It is also because of this skill that Princess Qi has been favored for so many years.

After playing the tune, he covered King Qi with a blanket, and asked the chief executive who was guarding outside to come in and wait, and retreated by himself.

As soon as she came out of the palace gate, the princess's face turned down, even a little sinister, "Has Yu'er not been found yet?"

Hu Lan, the palace maid following behind, was trembling, "No, there is no news yet."

Turn around, bang!

A loud slap slapped Hu Lan on the face, slapping him to the ground.

"waste!"

The corner of Hu Lan's mouth was bleeding, but he didn't dare to wipe it off. He quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty: "Princess, please give me some more time. I will definitely find the second young master."

"Hmph! I'll give you three days. If there is no news, you don't have to live."

"Your servant takes orders." Her small body trembled on the ground, and she dared not get up until the princess was far away.

As soon as Zhou Yanlan returned to the mansion, Han Yi immediately stepped forward to report.

"Master, this is a secret letter just sent by the Dark Pavilion." Han put his hands on the letter circle.

Zhou Yanlan opened the letter paper and quickly scanned the contents, his handsome eyebrows frowned.

"Go check again, I want definite news."

"promise!"

Zhou Yanlan, with slender and white fingers, tapped the table lightly, thinking about the next arrangement, the disaster has not been resolved yet, there seems to be a change in Daxia, it seems that misfortunes never come singly!

"The disaster relief operation in the north has been arranged on the bright side."

"The procurement of medicinal materials and food can expand the scope."

Han Yi responded from the side.

The man paused with his fingers, and suddenly thought of something, "Let the people in the dark pavilion hide, and don't need to take jobs for the time being."

Han Yi was surprised, "Is there something wrong? The last time the ending was very clean, there is absolutely no way to find out about Ange."

"Be careful."

"promise!"

(End of this chapter)