You sell swords, I go crazy, I am a father in Shengjing

Chapter 55 Nonsense, how could Ben Gong be the darkest?

"Mr. Yun, what do you think of Zhaoming's move?"

In the fourth prince's residence, Feng Yu was cooking wine with a slender young man in front of the porch, admiring the red plum blossoms in the courtyard and watching the snow falling at night.

It seemed like an ordinary question, but it was what he was most concerned about right now.

The young man called Mr. Yun clearly saw what he was thinking, and after thinking for a moment, he said two words:

"Hard to kill."

Feng Yu laughed when she heard this, and stared at Mr. Yun with a pair of eagle eyes, as if to say, why the hell do you need to tell me?

"The two uncles said that there is someone behind her to help her, most likely the masters sent by the father. The father's move is to support Zhaoming and check and balance the prince and me. If we want to kill her like the original plan, I'm afraid we can only find her." There's a new chance."

Mr. Yun was not at all surprised when he heard the words, instead he said with a smile:

"Why are you anxious? The snipe and the clam are fighting for the fisherman's profit. Don't the two uncles know that the prince will be unable to sit still, and the gangsters who have been supported by the mighty general's mansion for many years will take the lead? Isn't the current situation the most beneficial to us? of?"

If others had said these words, Feng Yu might have believed them.

But the person in front of him was the one who helped him control the prince step by step, and was able to turn the tide at critical moments and bring him peace of mind.

He could tell by looking at the other person's expression that what the other person was thinking was by no means as simple as what the other person said.

And being stared at so closely by him, the smile on Mr. Yun's face became even brighter.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the night snow gradually became lighter and the red plum blossoms fell. Feng Yu finally heard the young man murmur:

"Since you don't believe in the methods of the princelings, then you should take a two-pronged approach and start from other places."

"Where?"

"You don't have to kill Zhaoming, destroy her? Monitor her? Control her? No matter which point, you can minimize her control over you. If the matter of the prince fails, you will be the one hiding in the dark. Yellow bird."

Feng Yu, who heard the words, really became interested, and quickly said:

"How does Yudang do it?"

"Do whatever you want."

Mr. Yun knocked on the table, approached Feng Yu slightly and said:

"Give Feng Xi whatever she likes. Don't give it openly, you have to give it secretly. Think about it again, why has Feng Xi been rejected in the past two years? The person above wants to use her to control you, but Is her relationship with that person really strong?”

It's not strong at all.

Feng Yu suddenly realized.

Yes.

Compared with the confrontation of swords and weapons as others say, this attack on the heart is not a bad idea.

Seeing Feng Yu who had got the trick and left in a hurry, Mr. Na Yun finally drank the hot wine in his cup, with a smile in his phoenix eyes, and there was a light in his eyes.

Fool.

They are all fools.

Everyone was staring at that good-for-nothing Feng Xi and those pedantic scholars like Mr. Li Ge.

Little did he know that among that group of losers, the consort Qi Xiao, who was named a loser by his father, was the golden phoenix who could only soar into the sky.

This good bird chooses a tree to live in. Such a person should be separated from Feng Xi for his own use!
"No, there are too many refugees this time. If we continue to support them like this, we will definitely not bring enough food! With the current situation in Beijing, we may have to wait for a long time before the second batch of food comes."

In the early morning of the next day, Li Gelao and others gathered again in the hall of the government office. Feng Xi, as a princess, was urged to invite her four times, and she almost kowtowed to her.

It's not that she's afraid that they'll knock their heads out, it's mainly because they're loud and noisy, and if these people are sick, wouldn't she be a piece of trash?

impossible!
This kind of thing must not happen!

"More than the year of the monkey and the month of the horse? With the face of Chu Xiong, the Minister of Household Affairs, I am afraid that I will have to cry in front of the emperor for half a day."

Liu Wanshi shook his head. This Chu Xiong was the younger brother of Chu Yu, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and the second uncle of the Fourth Prince.It is said that the two ministers of the Chu family are the two of them.

The last batch of food emperors and consorts could secretly infiltrate Chencang, but now people from the two major factions obviously know the method, and it is impossible not to stumble them.

To put it bluntly, which disaster relief by the imperial court can satisfy the refugees?

The supplies brought by honest officials are not enough, let alone after layers of exploitation?
Therefore, disaster relief usually requires death, but more people die than less people die.

However, they are currently being watched by two forces, and the problems that could have been lightly exposed may become their big faults.

However, the two sides of the family are flourishing in the court and the middle, and the food and supplies can be produced as they say...

Seeing the expressions of Mr. Li Ge and the others, who are hard-working without rice, Feng Xi smiled:
"Do you really think that you are a living Bodhisattva? In the end of the natural disaster, it's not bad if you don't starve to death, but still want to eat? My dream is not as good as you think."

The officials looked at Feng Xi blankly, never expecting that this princess who didn't know the sufferings of the world could be so transparent.

"Princess, you are serious. We naturally know that it is impossible to feed them. But even if we provide them with clear soup and water every day, the food in our hands is not enough."

The household officials in charge of distributing porridge have one head and two big ones, and they have already counted the quantity clearly.

There are tens of thousands of people. This gap cannot be covered by the current treasury alone.

After all, the entire Dazhao is not limited to Beidi, where money is needed.

Furthermore, he has not yet talked about the loss of medicinal materials and other things, as well as the subsequent cleaning up of the bodies of those who died from freezing.

"oh, I see?"

Feng Xi tilted her head:

"Since this matter is so troublesome, it must not be something that this loser like me can solve. Don't worry, my consort will take action on his own."

Seeing Feng Xi retreating bravely, afraid that if she was too slow to speak, she would be put on hold by her, the handsome young man in a black robe and plain crown couldn't help but smile:
"Princess, do you trust me so much?"

Seeing that Feng Xi was about to speak back against her again, Qi Xiao, who had already figured out the situation, directly changed the subject and said:
"As the princess said, I personally counted the supplies brought out of Beijing this time. I naturally know whether they are enough."

"Oh?"

Everyone was immediately interested, and before they could ask, Mu Tian, ​​who was outside at that time, ordered someone to hold a huge map of the North and unfold it directly in front of them.

Looking at the so-and-so hilltop, such-and-such stockade, and the markings of which private treasury of the officials of the four states, the serious officials headed by Mr. Li Ge were all stunned.

Prince Consort is planning to...

Before they could spit out those words in their hearts, their princess said without any psychological burden:

"Look, I'm just saying, the prince-in-law has a lot of tricks. It's good to take advantage of the gangsters. These bandits can rob us, why can't we rob them?"

Mr. Li Ge and others agreed that it was not impossible...

Then they saw their princess turn her head to look at Qi Xiao, and suggested with bright eyes:
"I tell you, it doesn't matter if these bandits can't produce food, they can still produce people! There are so many strong men on this mountain, what a pity to kill them? We can just tear them all apart and send people all over the world. Sell ​​it! They must be willing to sacrifice their lives for the country."

Qi Xiao: "?"

Officials: "?"

Good guy.

It turns out that you are the one with the darkest heart!

(End of this chapter)