The theme of this Umrah meeting is "snow disaster". Since the beginning of winter, the temperature has dropped sharply.

Families that could barely survive by tightening their belts were forced to spend more money on charcoal fires, cotton-padded clothes and other supplies due to the cold wave.

But for poor people working in agriculture, their annual income is only so little, and they have to worry about food and clothing.

Spending money to buy charcoal and cotton-padded clothes means there is no money to buy rice.

Many poor people failed to survive this winter, and countless people lost their lives due to hunger and cold.

The imperial court received one after another reports from officials from various places, which used the phrase "not a single household in ten villages was left behind" to describe the horror of this disaster.

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple immediately came out of the procession and bowed:

"Your Majesty, you can ask the Ministry of Revenue to mobilize money and food for disaster relief. The people are short of food and clothing and cannot survive the winter. This will inevitably turn into refugees and bring disaster to the states...

"The people who have been looted by the refugees will also become refugees. If the disaster cannot be calmed down as soon as possible, serious trouble may occur."

Before Emperor Yongxing could speak, the Minister of Household Affairs came out of the queue in panic and said loudly:

"Your Majesty, the national treasury is empty and we really cannot spend any extra money for disaster relief. Please think again, Your Majesty."

Every year during the disaster relief period, for him, the Minister of Household Affairs, it was a storm that shook his official position.

Sure enough, everyone in the household department immediately stepped forward to help:

"Your Majesty, I want to impeach the Minister of Hubu for abusing power for personal gain, taking bribes and perverting the law, sucking the marrow of the imperial court with his followers, and leaving the national treasury empty."

The Minister of Hubu knelt down and said loudly: "I beg for the bones!"

The corners of Emperor Yongxing's mouth twitched fiercely, and he looked down at the ministers expressionlessly.

Party fights!

To this day, there is still partisanship!

It was you, a group of intellectuals who only knew how to fight in the closet, who joined forces with the late emperor to save the people who had suffered so much and made it difficult for them to survive. Emperor Yongxing tightened his hands in his sleeves and said with a gentle smile:

"I said yesterday that the disaster is serious. Everyone in the court should work together to discuss countermeasures. My dear friends, please calm down."

The Minister of Hubu and others immediately stopped their activities.

Emperor Yongxing nodded with satisfaction and said loudly: "How are the reserves of charity warehouses in various places?"

The Minister of Household Affairs said: "We have opened warehouses to provide disaster relief. However, during the autumn harvest, the imperial court had a fight with the Wushen Sect, and our vitality was severely damaged. The grain and grass were requisitioned from various places that day. Therefore, there was insufficient grain storage in the charity warehouses in various places."

Emperor Yongxing thought for a while and said, "What about Guancang?"

After the words fell, all the princes in the hall looked at each other in shock. Liu Hong, the censor of the right capital, came out and said:

"Your Majesty, no. If you want to stabilize the situation in various places and allow subordinates and officials to act normally, the official warehouses cannot be touched."

The charity warehouse is specially used for disaster relief in times of famine.

Guancang distributes salaries to officials.

If the official position is moved and the court cannot pay out salaries, then the world will be in real chaos.

Emperor Yongxing's face darkened: "What good plan does Liu Aiqing have?"

Liu Hong muttered: "The northern demons and barbarians still owe the imperial court countless furs, salt, and iron ores. Your Majesty can send envoys to the north to ask for them."

Emperor Yongxing's eyes lit up, and all the princes below were also talking about it, but he saw the king's chief assistant walking out of the formation and bowed:

"This is not allowed!"

The princes immediately retorted:

"Why not?"

"I think Master Liu's plan is very clever."

"Yes, there are flocks of demonic cattle and sheep, and there are countless furs. They can keep out the cold and solve the court's urgent needs."

Wang Shoufu patiently waited for the princes to finish speaking before continuing:

"The oath was drawn up on that day. It was written by Xu New Year, a concubine of the Hanlin Academy, and personally supervised by the minister. It was written in black and white on the paper that the furs, cattle, sheep and other things given to Dafeng by the demon barbarian were three years later.

"Now that the war has subsided for only two months, the demons and barbarians are also in a state of exhaustion and are in short supply of supplies. Now we must fulfill their contract."

Wang Shoufu did not continue, but the princes understood.

This is forcing Yaoman and Da Feng to turn against each other.

Emperor Yongxing was a little irritable and asked: "What good advice does the chief minister have?"

Wang Shoufu sighed in his heart. Even if he didn't look back, he could still feel the burning gazes behind him.

As the chief assistant, there were some things he couldn't avoid, so he said in a deep voice:

"Although the national treasury is empty, there are many rich people inside and outside the capital, and even in various parts of the Central Plains. Your Majesty can call on the righteous people from all over the world to donate money."

When they arrived, the hearts of all the gentlemen sank.

In fact, many days ago, there were rumors in Beijing that His Majesty wanted to call for donations to fill the emptiness of the national treasury and cut off their flesh.

Emperor Yongxing was waiting for this moment and laughed:

"This method is very wonderful. How do you think the chief minister should call it?"

Wang Shoufu said: "The princes should take the lead in donating money. I am willing to donate half of my family wealth to help the victims."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the hall was in an uproar.

Several members of the Wang Party and the former Wei Party responded immediately, saying that like Wang Shoufu, they would donate half of their family wealth to fill the national treasury.

But more ministers took an opposing attitude.

"Your Majesty, this is not allowed."

"How can I make a living while I have nothing to do but make ends meet?"

"Businessmen are seeking profits, so asking them to donate money is like cutting off meat and will definitely cause an uproar."

"The national treasury is empty and must not be publicized. Let the Witch God Cult know about it, and there may be a military disaster. Internally, let the people know that the imperial court is powerful outside, and the inside is powerful. By then, the refugees will turn into bandits, and the disaster will be endless."

Upon hearing that the emperor was calling for donations, Wang Shoufu took the lead in donating half of his family wealth. The princes responded greatly and stood in the same camp with a tacit understanding.

Even if they are like fire and water on weekdays.

Emperor Yongxing raised his hand to calm down the noise of the ministers.

This is the Imperial Study Room, not the Golden Palace, and there are no eunuchs waving whips and scolding.

After the princes were quiet, he looked at the Dali Temple Prime Minister and said:

"Lord Si Cheng, what is your intention?"

The princes present are all core figures of the party. If you deal with them, you can deal with most of the parties.

And Dali Si Cheng is now the leader and sole leader of the Qi Party. If he nods, the Qi Party can win, at least most of it.

"Your Majesty!" The Prime Minister of Dali Temple came out and cried out:

"I have been an official for twenty years and have worked diligently. I have a cool breeze on my sleeves. There is no ice in the hot summer and no carbon in the severe cold. I can barely survive."

As he spoke, he shook his hands and let his wide sleeves slip down, revealing a pair of hands covered with frostbite.

"I would like to die for the sake of the court. But I pity my wife and children and don't want them to freeze to death on the streets. If your Majesty insists on doing this, I will beg for the bones."

The old fox Emperor Yongxing's brain felt a sudden pain, and he waved his hands quickly:

"Not like this, not like this"

If this really happens, he will become a greedy emperor who forces officials to donate money and causes ministers to resign. His reputation will be so bad that it will be recorded in history books.

Yes, it's not much better than the late emperor.

Emperor Yongxing believed that such a scholar would definitely write like this.

Because they are the ones who are forced to donate.

Emperor Yongxing asked other ministers and encountered different soft nails.

Either cry for poverty or beg for bones.

The young emperor's face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't get off the tiger, so he slapped the table for the last time.

"This won't work, that won't work either. What's the use of the imperial court supporting you? Within three days, I'm going to come up with a perfect plan. If you can't come up with it, I'll get out of here!"

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

All the princes knelt down one after another

The small dynasty ended prematurely due to Emperor Yongxing's wrath.

Wang Shoufu straightened his official hat, folded his hands in his sleeves, and walked side by side on the spacious road paved with bluestone slabs with Liu Hong, Wei Yuan's successor, the censor of the right capital of Yushitai, and the leader of the watchmen.

Ahead is the Meridian Gate.

There were guards standing guard in the distance, and the Forbidden Army was patrolling. Wang Chieffu's eyes were chasing the Forbidden Army in boredom. After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and said slowly:

"Your Majesty has exposed his reputation-loving weakness too obviously. How can he fight against these old foxes?

"Your Majesty is still too young."
To be continued...