Before anyone could speak, Eunuch Bao suddenly came in to report.
"He? Is his leg okay?"
Didn't the imperial doctor say that the situation is not very good?
Why don't you take a good rest at this time and come here?
The emperor signaled for him to come in, and King Jun was pushed in.
"Jun'er, didn't I tell you to have a good rest?"
When the emperor saw King Jun, he found that his face looked much better.
It's not as lifeless as before.
"Father, I heard that there is a chaos outside, and I also want to help my father share the burden."
King Jun said modestly, and the emperor just nodded.
Even though King Jun was like this, he actually came to help him share his worries.
"Oh, Jun'er, what suggestions do you have?"
The emperor waved, and Eunuch Bao handed several memorials to him. Prince Jun read them quickly and said in a deep voice:
"Father, I am willing to go to Thirty Cities to provide disaster relief."
Hiss, all the ministers took a breath, King Jun went to provide disaster relief?
What does he look like now?
"But what's your current situation?"
Disaster relief requires a long journey, and King Jun’s health doesn’t seem to allow it, right?
"Father, my son is fine. Disaster relief is to solve the problem at its root. I am willing to help my father share the burden."
King Jun has said so, what else can the emperor say?
"Mu Shangshu, Minister Du, I order you to prepare as much food as you can immediately, as soon as possible!"
food?
The two smiled bitterly. The current food reserves are too small and they have to be reserved for the capital. Where can they find so much food?
This time, if they can't solve it, don't even want their heads.
This is the opportunity given to them by the emperor to atone for their sins.
Back at home, Mu Shangshu frowned.
The accounts department has not yet finished checking the accounts, and the shortfall must be made up.
Although he is not directly responsible, but...
It is also a case of unfavorable supervision and serious dereliction of duty.
"Master, Master Du, please come over."
Before Mu Shangshu could sit down and take a breath after returning home, the servant came to report.
"No, I'm busy!"
He doesn't want to see anyone now, he just wants to get money and food.
"Father……"
Mu Ranran walked over politely. Seeing Mu Shangshu's frown, she stepped forward and said comfortingly:
"Father, my grandfather probably didn't lose much money."
She had learned specifically that although the people below had embezzled money, it was only two to three million taels.
Is two to three million taels too much? Let them spit it out and then find a way to make up for the rest.
Although she has no money, she has brains.
"Oh, you didn't lose much? Ran Ran, you still don't understand your grandfather's ambition."
The Ministry of Accounts is such a rich department, but he can actually make such a big mistake.
"Father, we still have to help with Grandma's side. You don't want to lose Grandpa's help, right?"
Mu Ranran was not worried that his father would not help, he just worried about the money.
"snort!"
Mu Shangshu is a little overconfident. Naturally, he doesn’t want to lose that side, but... how to close the deficit?
"The emperor's main concern this time is food. Father, we can organize large families to donate food."
"Especially for those businessmen, my father can report to the emperor and give them a false position based on the amount of food donated."
Mu Ranran had been thinking about it, and she suddenly came up with this idea.
She first told her father, and then went to find King Jun and talk to him again.
She is already King Jun's, and she wants King Jun to stay away from her.
Does a woman’s beauty matter?
It is definitely useful, but what is more useful is probably the brain.
What King Jun needs most now is a woman with brains.
"You have a good idea. I will go and discuss it with your grandfather now."
Mu Shangshu knew that as long as the food problem was solved, the emperor would not blame him.
After all, if the emperor really wanted to punish them, he would have put them in jail long ago.
"Father……"
Mu Ranran called out to Mu Shangshu.
"Ran Ran, is there anything else?"
This daughter is really smart.
If there was no poisoning during the last porridge soup, their Shangshu Mansion would be the biggest winner.
"Father, the Yun family is the largest merchant."
Mu Ranran reminded:
"Although Er Niang has severed ties with us,... we are a family after all. Yun Lingyuan is not young anymore. If we can help him find an official position..."
"Well, what you said makes sense, I will go over and tell you."
The Yun family is the least short of money and has subsidized the Shangshu Mansion a lot of money in recent years.
This time, they will definitely bleed heavily.
He must not let anything happen to Shangshu Mansion and Du Mansion.
…
"Your Majesty proposed to provide disaster relief. The Emperor must have greatly appreciated you."
In Prince Jun's Mansion, an old man in his fifties or sixties stroked his beard and said with a proud look on his face.
"Mr. Lu, I have taken this step well. But now that the Ministry of Revenue has no money and silver, it is difficult to handle it."
"Mu Shangshu and the others will naturally resolve the matter of money and silver. The main purpose of your visit this time is not to provide disaster relief."
Lu Bo showed a profound smile, and King Jun asked doubtfully:
"What is the main thing to do?"
He has been having bad luck recently, and nothing goes smoothly.
His mother-in-law sent him this man yesterday, and what he said was very reasonable.
"Your legs."
Lu Bo looked at King Jun's knees and sighed:
"Since ancient times, emperors must not have any physical defects."
He also knows this truth.
But there was nothing the imperial doctor could do about his legs.
"Your Majesty, your legs are the key. I will try my best to help you fully recover from Min Nan."
"really?"
King Jun looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief, his eyes burning. He did not expect that his legs could actually be saved.
"nature."
Lu Bo showed a profound smile and his eyes darkened:
"However, it is a bit troublesome for King Ming to choose to go to Yuncheng."
"It is said that last time King Ming was poisoned, his princess helped him cure it?"
"Yes, she made some kind of pill."
He didn't know what kind of pill it was. By the way, the concubine hadn't gotten it yet? The emperor also had one in his hand.
"Is that medicine useful for my legs?"
King Jun has forgotten this matter. He should ask his mother and concubine to ask the emperor for it.
"It will definitely work, but if you want to recover completely, you still have to go to Minnan."
King Jun nodded, he will pass.
"Sir, I wonder how sure it is that my leg will recover in Minnan?"
Judging from what Lu Bo said, it is definitely...
King Jun was still not at ease, after all, even the imperial doctor could not do anything about it.
There may be experts among the people, but the chances of encountering them are slim.
"As long as we can find everything, it will be no problem."
Lu Bo stroked his beard, he also wanted to know the result:
"However, Your Majesty, don't give up thinking of solutions elsewhere. After all, nothing in this world is foolproof."
"Your Majesty, Miss Mu would like to see you."
Hearing Mu Ranran coming over, King Jun's face flashed a bit unnaturally.