After returning home, the Crown Princess can no longer hide her vest!

Chapter 30 Bow to reality

Huoyu thought he was dazzled for a moment, and his master seemed to be laughing?

"Go ahead and don't worry about this anymore."

Li Yantong is a smart man. He knows how to handle this matter and how to do it without affecting his future official reputation.

Huoyu stood motionless in front of the desk.

Mu Zhao glanced at him, "What else is there?"

Huoyu's face collapsed, "Your Majesty, we found some traces of Xuanyin Sect a few days ago, and then led people to search near Qiong Mountain for several days, but we still had no chance to see Master Tianyin."

"This Xuanyin Sect disappeared from the world more than ten years ago, and now there is no trace of it."

"I finally got some information, but alas, I still found nothing."

Mu Zhao nodded, with an indifferent look on his face, "There's nothing we can do about it. In fact, no one knows whether Master Tianyin exists in the world, so there's no need to force it if you let it happen."

Huoyu almost jumped up, "How can you just let it happen? Your Majesty, your injury can't be delayed."

If you can force someone to do something, even if you tie them up, they still have to be delivered to the Crown Prince!

Huoyu looked troubled and troubled, "Prince, don't worry, I will take someone to look for him later."

Mu Zhao waved his hand, knowing that both the Xuanping Hou Mansion and them would spare no effort to handle this matter.

Even if he repeatedly advised not to waste time, his father and mother would not listen. They should send people or search everywhere.

That’s it, just let them do it.

Mu Zhao wanted to take a bath and change clothes, but suddenly he remembered something, got up and called Changqing in, and asked him, "Did something happen to Mr. Lu later? I saw that his face was not very good when he came back."

Chang Qing nodded quickly, "I cooked hundreds of barrels of corn and bean porridge for the victims outside the city tonight. It was a good thing. Mr. Lu even went over to supervise the work in person. Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu discovered that the rice porridge was mixed with a lot of fine sand. The particles caused a huge fire on the spot."

Mu Zhao closed his eyes and said nothing.

Chang Qing continued, "Mr. Lu interrogated several workmen, and only after questioning did they find out. It turned out that it was deliberately mixed in under the orders of the chief historian, and the reason given was also very ridiculous. He said he was worried about some civilians in the city who were in good condition. , deliberately dressed in rags, queued up here to receive porridge, and robbed the victims of the disaster."

"Master Lu is very angry! He had a private quarrel with He Changshi. Think about it, such a clear-cut and elegant young man pointed at He Changshi and scolded him. He did not fulfill his responsibilities as an official in order to save time and effort. , willing to be a mediocre official and a lazy official. I scolded He Changshi until he fainted!"

Mu Zhao:......

It's hard to imagine Lu Xiwen swearing.

He thought this man never had a temper!

While they were talking, there was a gentle knock on the door from outside, and Lu Qian's voice reached their ears.

"Huaizhi, are you asleep?"

Changqing silently glanced at his eldest son.

There is a feeling of talking about people behind their backs and being captured alive by the person involved.

Mu Zhao nodded slightly at him, Changqing quickly walked over to open the door, bowed and saluted, "Master Lu, please come in, I will make you two a pot of tea."

Lu Qian had a gloomy look on his face, and Mu Zhao only found it funny.

When Changqing brought the tea and exited the door, Mu Zhao poured him a cup himself and teased, "You scolded He Changshi until he was bloody and knocked him unconscious, and why are you still looking depressed? "

Lu Qian sighed and looked up at him, "Did you know this would happen early in the morning?"

Mu Zhao raised his eyebrows.

"I don't think you are surprised at all. Did this kind of thing happen in the army before?" Mu Zhao raised his eyes and picked up the tea cup, "I am very hungry, not to mention some turf and sand, even dirt and dead branches can be chewed. Get in."

"So you think He Changshi's move is right?" Lu Qian narrowed his eyes, his eyes slightly sharp, "I asked the stewards, they have been doing this since the first day they distributed rice porridge. So this is no longer two meals a day. It’s a matter of God.”

"Those hungry people have been eating and drinking porridge and soup mixed with sand these days."

He stared at Mu Zhao for a long time, clenched his hands involuntarily, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He should have known better!

Who is Mu Huaizhi? That is a person who is praised by the saint himself as having the talent of being the chief assistant.

Is there anything in Weizhou City that he doesn't know about?
He already knew it, he just didn’t say it!

"You acquiesced in what He Changshi did, and you think what he did was right!"

"Mu Huaizhi, have you seen how miserable those hungry people are?"

"I know it when I see it, but there are many things we can only face reality." Mu Zhao sighed softly, "The fact is that we only have so much food on hand, but hungry people keep coming. Not to mention it is mixed with some sand. The rice porridge, even if it is just earth and stone soup mixed with rice, you can drink it if you can survive."

When Mu Huaizhi said this, Lu Qian felt that his eyes were particularly cold and piercing.

As if to say, even if there is a bowl of poison in front of him, he will drink it as long as it can keep him alive.

"Now we are building wooden sheds outside the city, and we have been arranging groups of people to go to nearby counties and villages to open up wasteland and plant trees."

"Even if winter wheat is planted quickly at this time, the harvest will not come until next year."

"The imperial court allocated three batches of food, totaling more than a thousand stones." Mu Zhao lowered his eyes slightly and said quietly, "Even if all the good people in the counties and villages near Weizhou City donate together, it is not enough."

"Hungry people are coming in batches. How can we take care of those in front and ignore those behind? Xiwen, have you ever thought about using these grains to exchange for medicine and some daily necessities?"

"The hungry people came all the way to eat and sleep in the open, so they can't just ignore them when they get sick, right?"

Lu Qian's face was solemn, and he hesitated for a moment before sighing deeply, "You are right, your wisdom is beyond my reach. I only saw three steps in front of me, but you saw three hundred steps away."

"In the past few days, the number of deaths among hungry people has indeed increased. I... Huaizhi, you are not in good health, so I shouldn't bother you with such trivial matters." Lu Qian became depressed.

Mu Zhao couldn't help but chuckle, "It's just a small matter. The main thing is to maintain order inside and outside the city and not cause chaos."

"The last batch of food will arrive in three days. I have also discussed with Governor Jade before that we will invite the rich families in the city to come to the house tomorrow. It would be more appropriate if we can raise more donations."

Lu Qian asked with some embarrassment, "Then... do I want to apologize to He Changshi?"

Mu Zhao shook his head in amusement, "No need, I'll go and comfort him later."

Lu Qian felt that she had caused trouble to Mu Shizi.

After taking a sip of tea, Lu Qian asked in a low voice, "Tomorrow morning, are we going to Changle Casino?"

"I want to go." Mu Zhao nodded, "I'm a little curious. I wonder if Miss Yu can find some clues by touching the bones."

Lu Qian didn't say anything, but she was extremely curious in her heart.

The two of them had a heart-to-heart talk, and Lu Qian felt less depressed than before.

Silent all night.

The next morning, after breakfast, the two of them ordered someone to hitch a carriage and rush to Changle Gambling House. From a distance, they saw the Yufu carriage arriving.

(End of this chapter)