My Queen, you are naughty again

Followed by the emperor's heavy and cold voice, it sounded on the Jinluan Hall: "the Northern Qi Prefecture suffered a snow disaster, and the disaster was terrible! None of the officials sent was useful, and all the disaster relief funds were left in the hands of the people! Such an important thing has only been reported now!"

The emperor, sitting on the Dragon chair in the hall, took a breath, glanced at the ministers below one by one, and said in a deep voice: "what should you do about it?"

There was no sound below. The people looked at the ground. After a moment, Prime Minister Xia took a step forward and came to the center. He looked at the emperor in front and said in a deep voice: "The minister felt that the officials sent should be recalled and punished according to the law of South Vietnam. Now the Northern Qi state is snowing heavily and the people are displaced. It is more necessary to send trusted ministers to relieve the disaster."

The emperor glanced at Prime Minister Xia and said coldly, "is there a suitable candidate in prime minister Xia's heart?"

After that, Xia Wenqing also pinched a cold sweat in his heart. The emperor is angry now. If he makes a mistake, the consequences will be unimaginable. Moreover, it is the Chinese New Year. Who is willing to separate from his family at this time and go to the cold northern Qi State for disaster relief.

Above the hall, there was silence again. The ministers bowed their heads and dared not come forward to say a word.

I saw Xia Cheng's Acacia for a while, but before Xia Cheng could open his mouth, Murong Yu, who stood in the front, took the initiative to stand out, bowed his hands and said to the emperor, "father, emperor, my children and ministers are willing to go to Qizhou for disaster relief."

As soon as these words came out, the people looked at Murong Yu one after another. Looking at his straight back and his just sonorous and powerful voice, the people immediately blushed and cheered in their hearts.

"Is runwang really willing to go to Qizhou to relieve the disaster?" the emperor asked in a deep voice, looking at Murong Yu.

Murong Yu bowed his hand and said slowly, "the snow disaster in Qizhou is in the spring and cold. Now it is urgent to relieve the disaster. The people are displaced. There is no place where they can get together. South Vietnam is a great country. They can't sit upright and ignore their people because they are so poor. My son and minister are willing to whip up and go to the disaster relief."

On the Jinluan hall, there was only Murong Yu's sonorous and powerful voice. The emperor finally showed a smile on his face and looked at Murong Yu nodding frequently.

For a long time, the following Prime Minister Xia turned and bowed to Murong Yu and said, "King run cares about the world. In fact, I admire the gospel of South Vietnam."

Seeing Prime Minister Xia's attitude, they all saluted Murong Yu to show their admiration, but the ceremony was just superficial Kung Fu. Most people still didn't understand the practice of moistening the king. Their ministers over half a hundred years old lived in the capital all year round and had long wanted to stay at home and spend their days.

Finally, Mo Rongrui also came forward and said, "the thirteen younger brothers have a responsibility on their shoulders. I am ashamed of myself."

The emperor on the Dragon chair looked at the reaction of the people, snorted coldly, and said slowly and in a deep voice: "since King run volunteered, I will order you to be the disaster relief commander of Qizhou. Take people and horses, relief funds and food in three days."

"Yes, my son will obey the order." Murong Yu bowed below and said loudly.

After the early Dynasty, all the officials hurried out of the Jinluan hall. The sun in the East had risen. The golden light shrouded the whole palace, as if it had been dressed in a layer of golden gauze. Looking from a distance, the red walls, green tiles and golden pavilions were very majestic.

Before the hundred meter long step, Prime Minister Xia hurried forward and stopped the king run in front.

"Run Wang."

Murong turned back when he heard the sound, stopped, returned a salute, frowned and said, "what's the matter with Prime Minister Xia?"

Xia Wenqing smiled on his face. They walked forward together and said, "today, the emperor is really admired by the old minister. The emperor must be very pleased to have children like the emperor."

Such polite words have long been tired of hearing in the imperial palace. Murong Yu looked dignified, looked at Xia Wenqing, and said, "prime minister Xia, let's talk."

Xia Wenqing coughed twice, cleared his throat and said slowly, "I don't know. I don't know how concubine yuan is today. Runwang is also at the right age. As the saying goes, men get married first and then start a career. Runwang is really different from ordinary men."

Xia Wenqing clearly had something to say. Murong Yu lowered his head and gently sipped the corners of his mouth. His thumb gently turned the jade wrench on his hand. He knew what Xia Wenqing was talking about. He had already known what his mother and concubine discussed with him. To be honest, he could hide and hide this disaster relief.

For a long time, Murong Yu smiled faintly, looked at the sunshine in the sky and said, "now the people in Qizhou are displaced, and the love between men and women can be put aside temporarily, and the king doesn't have this idea. If the mother Princess and Prime Minister Xia said something, please don't take it to heart."

Before Prime Minister Xia could speak, Murong Yu turned to Prime Minister Xia and said, "I have something important to do. Let's go first." after that, he strode away.

In Ruihe palace, Chu Li was watering flowers with a kettle in the yard. When he heard that Murong Rui said that Murong Yu went to Qizhou for disaster relief, he was surprised. He put down his kettle, ran to Murong Rui's side, stared with big eyes and asked, "you said he volunteered to go to disaster relief?"

Seeing her such a big reaction, Murong Rui, sitting under the pavilion drinking tea, wondered whether she was reading Murong Yu in her heart. Her face was suddenly black and said, "is it necessary to have such a big reaction?"

The snow gradually fell down from the air, but it fell on the ground and disappeared in an instant. Under the round table under the pavilion, Mo Rongrui had hot tea in hand and steaming from above the mouth of the cup. Chu Li stood aside and looked at him.

Chu Li smoked his mouth, turned and sat on one side, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of hot tea, held it in the palm of his hand, and immediately his hands were full of warmth.

"Do you still know your identity? Sitting on the king's side, he even took a cup of tea? I think the king is very kind to you and lawless!" Mo Rongrui saw Chu Li, so he sprinkled his anger on her. When he could be reprimanded, he pushed the horseshoe cake next to the teapot next to Chu Li.

Chu Li puffed on his small face, took a sip of the cup in his hand, and said faintly, "you said it wouldn't be bad if he went. Coaxed the emperor to be happy. If it's really done well, he can get a reward. It's good to kill two birds with one stone."

After saying that, he felt a little cold, and pulled the rabbit hair neck cover on his neck, breathing in the palm of his hand. Turn around and look at the snowflakes falling all over the sky. Stretch out your hand and let it fall in your palm and turn into a pool of snow water.

Seeing the snow water in the palm of his hand, Chu Li smiled on his face. Surprised, he turned back and asked Mo Rongrui, "have you heard of snow water boiling tea?"