Hou Ye's palm heart is a black lotus

Chapter 452: The Crown Prince (Update )
Jiang Zhaoyuan's eyebrows twitched.

Su Wei's memorial was the one he least wanted to discuss.

Because it involves Qingzhou, and even more so, it involves his disciples!

After a pause, Jiang Zhaoyuan said, "Government affairs are complicated and cumbersome. The memorial submitted by Su Wei only involves a small Qingzhou. In my humble opinion, we should discuss other matters first."

As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly and raised his voice.

"It's freezing cold in winter, and the soldiers guarding the border lack food and clothing. How can they resist the enemy? King Nan of Yan requested an additional 200,000 taels of silver for the military pay. I wonder what the princess thinks?"

Military matters are indeed of top priority.

The princess was particularly clear about this, and immediately said, "The war situation at the border is tense, so this should be approved."

Jiang Zhaoyuan snorted in his heart.

Although the eldest princess had fought on the battlefield, she had been resting quietly in recent years and was no longer familiar with the affairs of the court.

She is just putting up a flower stand -

"Speaking of allocating funds for disaster relief, I suddenly remembered that the Li River in Suinan burst its banks and the people were displaced. A while ago, the grain warehouse for disaster relief there caught fire again."

The eldest princess suddenly spoke, and a few words in her words immediately made Jiang Zhaoyuan's nerves tense!
In the testimony submitted by Xu Fengchi last time, Xu Jie admitted that he was the one who planned this matter, and the government warehouse was completely empty!
The princess brought up this matter at this time. What on earth was it?

"Immediately transfer grain from Dengzhou and Qucheng and transport it to Suinan as quickly as possible."

The princess said this without any hesitation, and clearly gave the order directly!
Jiang Zhaoyuan's heart tightened: "Princess, this is not right! Dengzhou is still okay, but the taxes in Qucheng cannot be collected every year. They can't even take care of themselves, so how can they have extra food to transfer to Suinan?"

The eldest princess glanced at him, but what she said almost made him spit out blood.

"This is not something I should worry about."

Jiang Zhaoyuan just wanted to burst into curse.

But before he could open his mouth, the eldest princess narrowed her eyes slightly, as if recalling something.

"I remember that Lord Jiang was the prefect of Qucheng in his early years. It is most appropriate to hand over this matter of urging grain to Lord Jiang."

"I--" Jiang Zhaoyuan looked up in disbelief, almost suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

However, the eldest princess did not seem to intend to waste too much time on this. After making the arrangements, she did not give Jiang Zhaoyuan time to object and brought up the original matter again.

"The importance of farmland to the common people is self-evident. But Su Wei said that something is wrong in Qingzhou. The grain is being hoarded and almost rotted in the granary. How can this be possible? We must send someone to investigate immediately!"

As she spoke, she actually looked directly at Chen Songshi.

"What do you think, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Songshi cupped his hands and answered fluently: "This matter cannot be taken lightly. In my humble opinion... it is better to send the son of Dingbei Marquis to lead the investigation in person."

Jiang Zhaoyuan's eyelids jumped violently, and he subconsciously retorted: "What is the status of the prince? How can you--"

"Why not?"

Chen Songshi smiled.

"I believe everyone has confidence in the ability of the prince. If he comes forward, he will be able to get to the bottom of this matter. Lord Jiang, don't you agree?"

"you!"

Jiang Zhaoyuan felt a lump in his chest.

How could he not hear that Chen Songshi was mocking him!

Everyone knows that the last case Shen Yanchuan investigated was the one involving Xu Jie and Xiao Chengxuan!

The princess pondered for a moment: "Qingzhou..."

That’s Chutang’s hometown.

She raised her hand.

"So, very good."