Hugging Thighs 101 Styles

Chapter 232 The Eighth Form of the Regency Funder (16)

"Isn't the uncle afraid?"

"Isn't Uncle Huang afraid of officials writing small books?"

Li Qingbao asked.

"It doesn't matter how you write this king. No one can do anything to this king. You are the king of a country, but you can't leave stains."

Otherwise, it will be infinitely magnified by the current people or future generations.

Li Qingbao nodded.

That's it.

&……

The next day, at the court, Li Qingbao shook his head and listened to the quarrels of the people below. The former owner liked to listen to the prime minister's words very much.

But now in Li Qingbao's view, this prime minister with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks is a proper treacherous minister.

Her small eyes shone with ill-intentioned light, and she didn't have the demeanor of a scholar at all, and there was a wretched temperament all over her body.

He is not tall, only about 1.5 meters, thin, skinny, and has pockmarks all over his face...

Is this the face of a country?
Li Qingbao: ...

The original owner was really blind.

Now the prime minister is talking about some empty words, for example, in the current disaster situation, we should open warehouses to release food, and those refugees should close the city, gather the refugees together, and not allow them to run around.

It has had a great impact on other states and provinces.

Those rioting refugees should be killed without mercy, and they should not be recruited at all. They should be allowed to taste the power of the royal family.

The more Li Qingbao listened, the more he could not bear to listen.

Zi Jue looked at the face of the superior, although he still had a smile on his face, but the irritability in his eyes could hardly be hidden.

Zi Jue didn't move his body or face, he only gave a glance to the people around him.

Some people behind him came out and started to refute the prime minister's point of view.

"The prime minister's words are wrong, but I feel that these refugees should be recruited..."

Chirping, chirping, chirping,...

There are a hundred ducks in my ears, squawking non-stop.

Li Qingbao felt that the heat was almost ready, so he immediately slapped the table.

Furious.

"Noisy! Noisy!"

"Now that all beings are suffering and the common people are suffering, can you solve the problem by arguing? Or can you ease their pain?"

"If not, what is the use of you people?"

"Do you have the nerve to say that you are the pillar of the country?"

Li Qingbao's face was cold, and his eyes were filled with anger.

It was rare for the little emperor to exude such a great coercion, which made everyone stunned.

The little emperor usually loses his temper and often makes trouble for no reason. It is rare to say that he has such a big anger because of state affairs, and he is concerned about the country and the people.

"A bunch of trash!"

The inkstone on Li Qingbao's table flew straight towards the prime minister's head.

It may be that Li Qingbao's anger was too frightening this time, and Cheng didn't dare to hide even if he didn't even dare to hide. He just took it so straightforwardly, and there was a stream of blood on his forehead.

Only then did Zijue take a step forward.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to go to Feng County in person to relieve the Emperor's worries."

"If the disaster situation in Fengxian County does not improve for a day, the minister will not return for a day."

"And I am willing to give out 100 million taels of silver from my own house, all of which will be used for disaster relief. I am also a member of the Zitian Kingdom. As an official of the Zitian Kingdom, I accept support from the people of our country on weekdays. Now I should repay you. One or two."

Li Qingbao's complexion eased a lot.

He walked down the high platform himself and helped Zijue up.

"The regent is the pillar of our country, and he deserves it. I should reward you for being so benevolent and righteous."

"Write it down first, and when the disaster relief comes back, we will reward you for your merits!"

In one sentence, Zijue's glory after his return was established.

(End of this chapter)