Seeing the salivating appearance of the ministers, Lord Wu was quite satisfied, and then said slowly: "Whenever Princess Yunzhu arrived at a place, she would send people to ignite a bunch of large bonfires and distribute food and supplies. The victims lived in tents, wore cotton coats, ate big canned fruits and vegetables, drank Erguotou and roasted bonfires, and the children roasted sweet potatoes by the bonfire. What a scene of a prosperous era without hunger!"

Everyone's mind quickly outlined the scene described by Lord Wu. Not only that, they were very yearning in their hearts, and they inexplicably wanted to go there to be a disaster victim.

"Mr. Wu, what are you talking about just now, the victims are baking a bonfire while drinking Erguotou? Are they sure they are drinking Erguotou?" The Count Sanyuan, who was addicted to alcohol, suddenly asked excitedly.

His focus is quite unique, and he only heard Erguotou and the bonfire. He drank Erguotou and roasted the bonfire. What a pleasure it was?

"Yes, Princess Yunzhu said that if you drink some Erguotou in this cold day, you will feel warm. Those victims like to drink it very much." Lord Wu smiled.

This is nothing nonsense! Who doesn’t like to drink Erguotou? I also like to drink! The Count Sanyuan complained in his heart that other people who like to drink also swallowed secretly, envious of the victims.

Not to mention them, even the eighth generation emperors envied the victims. He liked drinking and eating meat, but he had high blood pressure. Mr. Wu repeatedly told him to drink as little as possible. Alas!

However, he was still very happy to hear that the victims below Yunzhu had lived so well. This time, Yunzhu was the biggest winner in the disaster relief, won the hearts of the people and the support of the Thirteenth Prince.

"Haha, okay, Yunzhu thought very thoughtfully, and the other princes did a good job. Let's talk about disaster relief first. Everyone should report it and leave the court if you have nothing to do!" After the Eighth Dynasty Emperor said that, he looked at everyone.

After a moment, no one spoke, nothing important was heard.

The Eighth Emperor glanced at the eunuch next to him. The eunuch immediately understood and shouted loudly: "Retreat the court--" The Eighth Emperor stood up and wanted to stand up, but suddenly fell on the dragon throne and fainted.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" The eunuch next to him was panicked.

"Your Majesty fainted!"

"What's wrong with your majesty?"

"Your Majesty is too tired recently and is sick again!"

The court suddenly became chaotic. Some advocated asking for the imperial physician immediately, some advocated going to invite Ji Mo, and some of the fourth and sixth princes walked out directly, and they wanted to inform the news.

Some people from Princess Yunzhu and the Thirteenth Prince also walked out. Every time the Eighth Generation Emperor was unconscious, he was likely to not wake up again. At this time, it was very important to take the lead.

Of course, some people really don’t want the Eighth Emperor to wake up, especially the Fourth Prince who holds heavy fists. They have the most hope of seizing power directly. After all, the Fourth Prince’s wings are the most abundant, and the disaster relief site is also closest.

Another minister from Princess Yunzhu walked out secretly and headed straight to Ji Mo's billiard hall. Of course, he was not going to play billiards, but to find Ji Mo to rescue the eighth generation emperor.

Before leaving, Princess Yunzhu secretly told him that if there is any discomfort in the eighth-generation emperor, she must ask Mr. Wu for help, stabilize the situation first and do not give others the opportunity to take advantage of it.

The Eighth Dynasties Emperor was sent back to the bedroom, and several princes who did not go to provide disaster relief were beside them, with an unknown luster flashing in their eyes. Perhaps, now is their opportunity.

The billiards hall of No. 1 store is still very popular, and people who go there late every day need to wait for a seat.

Long Cangxuan is still very busy, but he feels very happy. Compared to his practice in the Holy Land, life here is more colorful. Most importantly, as his football skills improve, he feels that his strength is also increasing.

When Princess Yunzhu's men walked to the store, they saw the people playing ball in the billiards hall and couldn't help feeling itchy hands, but forced themselves to suppress the urge to play, rushed to Long Cangxuan and asked, "Is Mr. Wu here?"

"Mr. Wu said he would come over after breakfast." Long Cangxuan recognized that the person in front of him was an earl and often came to play basketball.

"After breakfast? Mr. Wu is so late, hasn't he finished breakfast yet?" Princess Yunzhu's people thought to themselves, they have finished their morning courts. Isn't it a bit too late for Mr. Wu to have breakfast?

"Maybe Mr. Wu's breakfast today is quite complicated. Mr. Wu said that he would have some special breakfast today." Long Cangxuan said here, swallowing his saliva. Every time Mr. Wu said he had some special breakfast, he would bring some for him. Every time he was delicious.

Especially the Xiaolongbao, which is so delicious that I want to bite off my tongue. Will it still be the Xiaolongbao this time?

There are delicious food and wine, which is one of the reasons why Long Cangxuan likes to stay with Ji Mo.

Special breakfast? After hearing this, Princess Yunzhu's people swallowed inexplicably. How delicious is Mr. Wu's special breakfast?

Oh, I almost forgot the purpose of my trip. His Majesty is still in a coma, so he can't think of eating.

I just don’t know when Mr. Wu will come, so it’s useless to be anxious? He can’t rush to Mr. Wu’s house.

Just when he was anxious, Ji Mo walked in with a food box: "Long Cangxuan, come for breakfast."

"Oh!" Long Cangxuan immediately ran to the door, smiling and ended up with the food box in Ji Mo's hand, looking forward to what delicious food was there.

"Mr. Wu, I have something important to ask Lord Wu for help." At this time, Princess Yunzhu's people hurried over and said anxiously to Ji Mo.

Ji Mo recognized this person at a glance as a person from Princess Yunzhu's side. He knew that there must be something big about him coming here, so he took the person to a room where no one was next to him.

This man hurriedly told the story of the eighth generation emperor in the court that he was unconscious, and saluted Ji Mo again, saying, "Please go to the palace with me and treat Your Majesty."

The Eighth Generation Emperor is in a coma?

This time is really not the time. Yun Zhu is outside to provide disaster relief. Although there is Kun Ying, the journey is too far. After all, the Thirteenth Prince and the Sixth Prince are also very far away. Only the fourth prince is relatively close, but no matter how close it is, it is not as close as other princes left in the imperial capital.

The Eighth Generation Emperor must not have any trouble! Ji Mo thought of this and walked out and said to Long Cangxuan who had just opened the food box: "Let me go to the palace first."

"But sir, have you not had breakfast yet?" Long Cangxuan looked at the food box reluctantly. In fact, he couldn't bear to give up the breakfast himself.

"Take breakfast with you." Ji Mo was also reluctant to make breakfast that he had made early morning and had to eat breakfast in the morning to feel like he had, although it was not too early now.

"Okay!" Long Cangxuan was very happy to hear this. He just saw it from the food box that he had never seen the breakfast before and tasted very fragrant.
Chapter completed!