Every time at this time, Wang Yun would hide far away. The emperor's soliloquies were always a little out of order. If he listened to them randomly, he would lose his head.

"Mr. Zhang Ge, how are the floods in the south of the Yangtze River? I heard that even Liangchuan and Liangjing were affected. The emperor was worried about the floods, so he rushed back to the capital from Qianzhou in less than ten days. Mr. Zhang Ge,

This matter is very important to the emperor." Wang Yun said to Zhang Tingyu who was waiting outside.

He was consciously revealing the holy will, so that it would be easier for the courtiers to deal with the emperor without misunderstandings and conflicts.

Wang Yun's Ministry of Internal Affairs is not just a decoration, it is the best medium to ease the relationship between the emperor and the courtiers.

Zhang Tingyu said worriedly: "The emperor never likes these crooked rules. The Suzhou magistrate has treated the emperor badly this time, and there will be trouble in the future."

Wang Yun also said with a worried look: "Back then, a general hated the emperor. When the emperor saw his prowess in battle, he never took the past to heart. The emperor is an open-minded person."

"The emperor has been fighting in the north for several days this time, and has talked with General Luo several times about that general. Unfortunately, General Luo still refuses to let go of what he did at the beginning, and still abandons that general, and he has never been able to be reused."

Zhang Tingyu also understood that the emperor had no dislike for the Suzhou magistrate, but if this incident was remembered, the Suzhou magistrate would be in constant trouble.

This is the reason why the King of Hell is so fond of finding trouble with little devils.

Zhang Tingyu was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wang Yun's movement. Wang Yun made a silent gesture and said: "Hush, the emperor is coming out."

Zhang Tingyu led the courtiers to kneel respectfully on the long steps of Zhonghun Mountain, and the sound of shouts from the mountains, rivers and sea could be heard.

"Congratulations! Your Majesty personally conquered Liaodong and returned to the court in victory!"

Qi Xingyun took Wang Yun's towel, dusted off the dust on his knees, and said: "Get up, everyone is not in the mood to kneel down, why did you think of doing this?"

Qi Xingyun looked at Zhang Tingyu with a smile, helped him up personally and said: "Zhang Ge, Lao Fuguo, worked hard and dedicated his life. I see everything he did and will remember it in my heart. When the floods in the south of the Yangtze River calm down, I will be here before the year

What you say must be fulfilled."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Zhang Tingyu made a move to kneel down again, but Qi Xingyun pulled Zhang Tingyu. They hadn't seen him for more than half a year. Zhang Tingyu kept kneeling back and forth, and Qi Xingyun was not used to it at all.

The courtiers still knelt down and Qi Xingyun motioned to Wang Yun with his eyes.

Wang Yun rolled his eyes and shouted loudly: "Pingshen."

"Pedantry." Qi Xingyun said two words softly as he watched the courtiers stand up after hearing this.

In the past, these civil servants wanted to kick their noses in the face, spray spit on their faces and scold them, but now they have a submissive look, which always makes people feel like they are in a trance.

Reality, these civil servants are really realistic.

When the emperor is weak, he can't wait to carry him forward, even if he steps forward with his right foot first, it is wrong.

When the emperor was strong, he didn't dare to get up without hearing the word "Ping Shen".

"Let's talk about the flood first. Have soldiers from various places been mobilized for disaster relief?" Qi Xingyun asked Zhang Tingyu.

The flooding in the south of the Yangtze River caused the dikes to collapse, which was a major concern for Qi Xingyun. He arranged for Zhang Tingyu to mobilize government troops to provide disaster relief.

Zhang Tingyu said with hesitation: "Only the Wuchao Lake Navy went to build the embankment, and the other soldiers have not moved yet."

"Raise troops for a thousand days and use them for a while! Why don't you move?" Qi Xingyun looked at Zhang Tingyu in confusion.

Qi Xingyun's question is what Zhang Tingyu wants to ask, why do we need soldiers to provide disaster relief...

"Officials from various states have strong opinions on this transfer order. It would be better for the soldiers from various states not to move. Otherwise, this is just a flood, and a military disaster will have to be added." Zhang Tingyu wiped the sweat from his forehead and reminded the emperor: "No.

What kind of soldiers are they? Luo Fengtang’s National Guard Army froze to death without demolishing houses, but Jiang Wulang’s army did nothing to the common people..."

"The Wuchao Lake Navy is the son of Luo Fengtang, and was trained by Luo Xingchen himself. The military discipline is based on General Luo's style, so it can naturally go to disaster relief. So I sent the Wuchao Lake Navy."

Qi Xingyun's frown relaxed a little. What did the Qi army he saw look like?

Orders and prohibitions are followed, military discipline is strict, and work style is excellent.

But at present, the soldiers of Da Qi, except for the National Protector Army and the Thousand Machine Army, are no better than the bandits.

At present, the common people look at soldiers as they look at bandits, there is almost no difference.

"I took it for granted." Qi Xingyun said helplessly, but the embankment construction had to be done. The military discipline of the soldiers could not guarantee that they would not disturb the people, and it might even disturb the already chaotic victims.

"I suggest mobilizing civilians from all over the country, with the Industrial Relief Institute taking the lead, to rebuild the dams in the disaster area first, and at the same time supervise local government officials to mobilize the people. There is also the Red Scarf Army that can be used." Zhang Tingyu explained.

He opposed the emperor's political opinions and could not come up with a more suitable plan. He was not a qualified prime minister of the Qi Dynasty.

"Red Scarf Army?" Qi Xingyun asked doubtfully.

Zhang Tingyu looked at the doubts on the emperor's face and said: "The Han people massacred Hedong and most of the prefectures and counties in Hebei. The people in the two rivers formed loyal militia and resisted one after another, harassing the Han army's march. The people in Hedong and Hebei used the red scarf as their nickname.

No. Red Scarf Army."

Only then did Qi Xingyun remember that in Jinzhou, Fangyang and other places, he had seen the Qi soldiers many times. Some of them wore red scarves on their arms and on their necks. He originally thought they were identifying ourselves and the enemy.

Damn it, behind them, there is also the matter of the Red Turban Army.

"Then mobilize the red scarf rebels from all over the country and go to the disaster area. The food and grass needed will be provided with national funds and internal funds will be delivered." Qi Xingyun nodded and said.

"The Red Turban Army does not want food and is already on the road." Zhang Tingyu said with a smile: "It's all spontaneous. This year, Hedong and Hebei have a good harvest. The people have food in their hands. After plowing grain and beans in the autumn, the Red Turbans from all over the country organized themselves.

Went to the disaster area to provide relief."

Qi Xingyun looked at Zhang Tingyu with satisfaction in his eyes. Daqi has been raising scholars for more than a hundred years and has raised a bunch of trash. Daqi has been harsh on the people for more than a hundred years. When one place is in trouble, all directions support it.

Qi Xingyun always felt that he was prejudiced against civil servants, which was not good, but sometimes these things happened one after another, and he felt that his prejudice was getting deeper and deeper.

He nodded and said: "Good thing."

Zhang Tingyu looked at the emperor's face and said hesitantly: "Yuezhou in the south of the Yangtze River was conquered by the revolting people, and the prefect of Yuezhou was killed."

"Swarms of thieves arose on all roads south of the Yangtze River. The big ones attacked the cities, the small ones spread over the rock valleys, the large ones numbered tens of thousands, and the small ones gathered in groups. The ones who conquered Yuezhou were named Tianwang, and those who conquered Jianning were named Maitreya. They are innumerable."
Chapter completed!