How much trust it shows in him to ask him to select capable people to fill his place. To put it bluntly, after those people fill their place, they will be his disciples in the future.
"As for what you are thinking about, I can't say anything for you. This time you can get in touch with Prince Zhan and Prince Anyang. If you get the chance, tell them yourself."
The emperor said again.
"Well."
Gong Jian was choked by the emperor's words, and his handsome face suddenly turned red.
He didn't expect that the emperor knew his thoughts so well. Was he cheating? He was running errands for the emperor, but he was thinking about how to get to Wulong Mountain?
Yes, what he hopes most is to be able to go to Wulong Mountain. He has made a lot of efforts for this, but in so many years, he has only been to Wulong Mountain once, and he was taken along by Qian Jiyun.
He always thinks that there will still be opportunities in the future, so don't rush.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for reminding me."
The emperor nodded. Since Gong Jian had already agreed here, it was time to prepare, so he asked him to set off as soon as possible.
"You go back and make preparations. This matter cannot be made public."
As he spoke, he took out a token and handed it to Gong Jian. This token represents all the rights of the emperor. With this token, you can do many things.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Gong Jian received the order respectfully, he took the disaster management strategy given to him by the emperor, turned around and left the imperial study.
He wants to rush to the Northland as soon as possible. He can wait here, but the people in the Northland cannot wait. If he can arrive a day earlier, he will arrive a day earlier to solve the drought in the Northland as soon as possible.
The emperor watched Gong Jian leave, and the breath he was holding in his heart finally relaxed.
…
In the Gong family, Mrs. Gong frowned as she watched her eldest son busying himself before and after packing his luggage.
"Jian'er, you just came back and now you have to leave again. It's true that Your Majesty can't let you rest at home for a few more days. How tiring this is."
Really unable to stand it anymore, Mrs. Gong stepped forward to stop her son from packing his luggage.
"Mother, be careful what you say."
Gong Jian turned around, glanced at Madam Gong, and then turned back to continue organizing.
He didn't have many maids around him, and he wasn't used to using maids. The guards who were about to set out with him were also sent back by him to sort out their own things.
"The emperor has his own thoughts, how can you and I be free to discuss them at will? Mother should never say these words in the future."
Mrs. Gong was choked by her son, she pursed her lips and didn't know whether to open her mouth.
Are these what she wants to say? She is helpless. She obviously has two biological sons, but in this house, all she sees are those concubines and concubines. Her biological son is rarely seen throughout the year.
.
This time she thought that her eldest son Gong Jian could go home and stay for a few more days. She also wanted to introduce the girls she liked to Jian'er one by one to see if he liked any of them.
How could I know that this guy hasn't even had a sip of hot tea yet, and he's about to be sent to his post again.
As for her youngest son, she stopped pointing. He hadn't been home for several years. She doubted whether the boy had even forgotten about his own family and his parents.
"You left right after you came back. With Cheng'er, you haven't been home for several years. How can your mother feel better? It's just talking about it, but you don't really want to say anything wrong."
She quickly explained.
Who dares to have an opinion against the emperor, let alone her, a womanly woman.
