The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Although the relief team was on its first day back to Beijing, because the leader ran away for "self-interest", they had to go back to their homes temporarily.

But for the first time in history, after such a flood, many people didn't die, and the rapid recovery can be better than the previous examples. However, we must take it out and reward it wantonly, so that the historians can record it, so that it can be handed down as an emperor's meritorious deeds for centuries.

The low escorting elite soldiers were rearranged into an army array, and received the solemn praise of the three veterans. The meritorious deeds that should be recorded and the rewards that should be given were also given one by one. Even Li Guangxiao, the emperor who did not appear in the non heavy army, wore armor and went to give a good praise.

Then came the grand Buddhist meeting and Dharma meeting. The emperor wrote his own speeches, whether carved into plaques or carved on strange stones, which were happily brought back by the people of Taoist temples. The priests of the God sect who did not go this time were very jealous.

Finally, it is natural that the students of Shihui hall have the greatest contribution and potential.

At the morning meeting, the students of Shihui hall, regardless of birth, wealth or wealth, all dressed in sky blue unified robes, followed their courtyard with pride and excitement behind the Yangtze River shallow summer, and marched straight on the dragon road.

All officials were lined up on both sides, and Yu Wenxuan half bowed with him to show his respect and gratitude to the students for the disaster relief.

Prince Li Xun mixed in the student team, proudly holding a slightly tempered chest, like a proud little rooster.

Because the heels of his feet could hardly touch the ground, Jiang qianxia slapped him on the back of his head. His voice was muffled. Li Guangxiao struggled to hold his forehead and decided to pretend not to see it.

After the salute, Jiang qianxia stood up again. Jiang qianxia took two steps forward, holding the wat board and said loudly: "my emperor is on, Chen Jiang qianxia was ordered to go to the two lakes for disaster relief. Now the floods in the two lakes have receded, and the grain that needs to be cultivated has also been distributed. The urban area is busy with construction..."

"The reconstruction work after the disaster relief has been handed over to the local government. The minister has completed the emperor's order without any slack. Now I hereby report the specific process to the emperor!"

Li Guangxiao nodded happily and ordered her to come quickly.

"Report back to your majesty. After Wei Chen arrived in the two lakes area, he heard that there were more than 100000 people in difficulties on the bamboo mountain. He was worried and ordered immediately..."

He solemnly followed the script written by Li Chengping, and explained everything according to the truth. He also focused on the thrilling story of Li Xun and his three senior brothers who were in danger in order to obtain the water pulse map.

In fact, even if it is not exaggerated, it is also very soul stirring.

The four of them were trapped in the cave. The water channel they went through was winding like a labyrinth. They went at least eight meters underwater, and the total distance they came out was definitely more than 100 meters.

In any case, under the existing conditions of Daqian, it is definitely waiting for death. You can't get out even if you hold it.

Wen and Wu in the Manchu Dynasty often exclaimed. Even Li Guangxiao couldn't help moving forward. Looking at his son's proud look, he was angry and distressed. Of course, there was more comfort - his son was promising. How can he not be happy to be Lao Tzu?

Bang, bang, you can recite the manuscript well in the front, but the rise of the back, Jiang qianxia's poor mouth can't stop coming out. It's like a Book Listening meeting in a teahouse. It's almost like letting the officials hold a money field if they have money and a personal field if they don't have money.

Li Guangxiao tried to interrupt her several times. He was stunned that he didn't find a chance. He couldn't cry or laugh. After she finished, he coughed twice and indicated with his eyes that she could shut up.

"Well, the two lakes are persecuted by floods this time. If the damage is so small, it can be solved. The Shihui hall has indeed made great contributions and should be rewarded!"

"Your Majesty, in fact, although Wei Chen and the students of Shihui hall are tired, they actually do very trivial things. If there is no water map brought back by his Highness the prince, the subsequent dredging of the waterway will definitely not be as easy as Wei Chen said."

Feel at ease and give Li Xun the credit of the boy Luoqin. Jiang qianxia bows and pushes out Li Xun, who is suddenly a little shy now.

After being pushed for two steps, Li Xun looked back at Jiang qianxia with a red face, looked up at his father on the throne, knelt down and scratched his face, kowtowed his head and said, "tell your father, although my son is also with me, the person who drew the water pulse map is senior brother Luoqin. My son dare not monopolize this credit."

Both civil servants and generals could not help nodding when they looked at Li Xun with a serious face.

Whether a minister can stand out depends on whether the emperor at the head can divide the work?

It's nothing to let the emperor take the big head. Just like this flood control, even if the Emperor didn't show his face, it must be the emperor's credit according to historical records.

It must be the prince's credit to get the water pulse map. Even if he only ordered, he was also his big head. Besides, he really followed him in person, which was enough to do it himself.

I almost died trapped in the cave. I can still think of sharing the credit. Then I will be a minister to him. I'm not afraid of my hard work. In the end, I can't get anything.

Seeing the minister's expression in his eyes, Li Guangxiao smiled and didn't say much. He just asked Li Xun to return to the team and recruit Jiang qianxia again.

"Although it was an unintentional act, the whole country, from officials to the people, selflessly contributed to the disaster relief. These righteous acts were brought up by the farmers of your Jiang family Chuang Tzu. Chang Rui, how do you want me to reward you, the villa leader?"

His eyes narrowed slightly and his mind turned casually. Jiang qianxia knew why the emperor had deliberately put forward this matter now.

"Your Majesty, I believe that the world is not only the world of the people we are present, but also the world of all the people. When one side is in trouble, all sides support. No matter where there is an accident, Daqian is a whole."

"Since the people spontaneously raised money to help this time, they really solved the urgent need of the Treasury to use money. The minister thought that this matter could form a convention, and we don't have to worry about disasters in the future."

Very satisfied with Jiang qianxia's cooperation, Li Guangxiao Fuxu laughed and said, "it's very consistent with my intention, and you can play it!"

Bowing down again, Jiang qianxia straightforwardly interrupted Li Guangxiao's good interest and said coldly: "Your Majesty, before forming the Convention, Weichen felt that there were several points that needed to be solved first."

"Oh? Just tell me."

The calm hand leaned back. The short Wen Lin langbaba squeezed through the crowd and handed over a thick stack of account books to the president.

"Your Majesty, this stack of account books records the actual silver grain produced by the state governments that spontaneously raised money this time, and the silver grain that was indeed transported to Weichen."

"The acquisition of data is jointly provided by local gentry, businessmen and Confucian scholars in various state capitals. Compared with the actual data, it will only be less or more."

"But Wei Chen got it, but it was more than 10% worse."

With a sneer, Jiang qianxia said sarcastically: "this difference is enough to make Weichen angry. What's more ridiculous is that many people who don't know the truth count the difference on Weichen's head and think it's Weichen's greed for ink."

"I dare not wear such a big hat on my head. I hope your majesty will be fair."

The joyful reward of merit added to the emperor before he began to reward it - only Jiang qianxia dared to act so regardless of the occasion.

Regardless of the complexity of the courtiers' hearts, Jiang qianxia was not ready to play. Hello, Hello, everyone. After handing the account book to the sad waiter, he continued to stretch out his hand back. This time, he handed the document to her. Yuwen Tingtao didn't follow.

"Emperor, in addition to the corruption of donations, Weichen's students also found another sad phenomenon when they made secret visits to the state governments."

Taking a deep breath, Jiang qianxia opened the book and said coldly, "the money is donated voluntarily, but some state capitals forcibly collect money from the people in the name of money."

"The rich can barely take it out, but those who are already poor almost starve their families to death in the harvest autumn because of forced donations."

"The recorded cases, piles and pieces, are shocking! There are so many students who have been found. How many have not been found and have died quietly!"

"Enough!"

With a low cry, Li Guangxiao patted the Dragon chair and was angry.

"Good, good! My big cadre has been rotten to the point of forcing the people to donate money!"

"Calm down, Emperor. I'm guilty!"

The officials trembled and knelt on the ground, leaving only Jiang qianxia standing upright. She was not happy when she stood. She had to look back at the students and let them stand up.

People cry guilty, kneel down, they are not guilty, kneel fart!