The first thousand two hundred and fortieth chapters are all for your good
Wang Gui's proposal was approved by many people.
Everyone's thoughts are simple.
Although disaster relief is difficult, it is impossible for the court to not give a penny.
What if that guy Du He takes all the money and food away in spite of the disdain of the world?
Someone must keep an eye on Du He.
Li Er looked unmoved and asked: "Do you have any suitable candidates?"
Wang Gui said: "My son is respectful and upright, so he can serve as a supervisor."
Everyone sneered.
Another figure came forward and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to nominate myself as a supervisor."
Everyone turned around and saw that it was Bai Fengqiu, the official's doctor.
Dai Zhou sneered and said: "I heard that a flood destroyed Lord Bai's mansion. Lord Bai didn't bother to build a new mansion, but he was still willing to serve as a supervisor and participate in disaster relief. It's really admirable."
Bai Fengqiu gritted his teeth and said, "Everything is for Chang'an."
Everyone admired him.
Who knows, what Bai Fengqiu was thinking was: Du He, don't think I don't know, you will be the one who instructs Guan Cheng to knock down the wall of my house one day. This time I am the supervisor, and I must make you look good.
Li Er listened, nodded and said: "In that case, let Wang Jingzhi and Bai Fengqiu serve as supervisors."
…
The matter was thus settled.
After retreating from the court.
However, the Minister of Civil Affairs ran out immediately. He was the first to run out of the Tai Chi Hall and the first to leave the palace.
Someone laughed and said, "Master Dai, are you planning to run home and hide?"
"Who says otherwise? He pushed Du He into this big fire pit. If Du He knew about it, he would have to fight him to the death."
"Oh, Mr. Dai is in trouble this time!"
Everyone sympathized with Dai Zhou.
at the same time.
Wang Gui and Changsun Wuji walked out of the Tai Chi Hall side by side.
Changsun Wuji couldn't help but ask: "Master Wang, Du He serves as the chief disaster relief officer of Chang'an City. What do you think of this matter?"
Wang Gui curled his lips: "What else can I say? Du He's life is ruined for that kid. I heard that Dai Zhou has a good personal relationship with him. I don't know why he would harm him like this."
Changsun Wuji was surprised and said: "Why did Mr. Wang say this? His Majesty has already said it. Even if Du He messes up this matter, he will not be blamed."
Wang Gui said with a smile: "Your Majesty said that he is not to blame, but as for the whole world, as long as Du He fails in this matter, the whole world will think that Du He can't accomplish anything big. Even if he joins the court in the future, what's the use?
What's more, as long as he fails to provide disaster relief, His Majesty will definitely agree to let Du Xiang take up his official post, and the Duke of Lai will be done with it."
Changsun Wuji stroked his beard: "That makes sense!"
"Hahaha……"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
…
Jingzhao Mansion Office.
In the court where Sihu joins the army.
Du He looked at Dai Zhou in surprise, "So, you pushed me into this big fire pit?"
Dai Zhou felt a little guilty and said, "My dear nephew, I am doing this for your own good!"
Du He looked sideways at Dai Zhou, "Master Dai, it's such a good thing, why don't you recommend your son?"
"Ahem..." Dai Zhou was retorted by Du He and choked on his tea, and said, "Xiannephew, listen to me first. In fact, I know that you are waiting for an opportunity now. You need an opportunity to make great achievements.
Help your father ascend to the position of Taiwei, right? Now, disaster relief is an opportunity. As long as you handle this matter beautifully, His Majesty will definitely not agree to Du Xiang's appointment, so he will have to let Du Xiang become the official.
If you become a lieutenant, you will be promoted, so why not do it."
happy?
Du He stared at Dai Zhou: "Master Dai, I will not agree to this matter...I will go to the palace right now and go to my father to explain it clearly. I think my father will understand my difficulties. I think,
Master Dai's dog Dai Zhide is the most suitable to be the chief officer of Chang'an disaster relief, well, that's settled."
With that said, Du He stood up and walked out.
Dai Zhou asked hurriedly: "Xiannephew, where are you going?"
"Enter the palace!"
"Why are you in such a hurry? Now...ah, it's not good!"
He jumped up and grabbed Du He's sleeve.
It's impossible not to be excited.
Du He, this kid, wants to go to His Majesty to recommend my son.
Du He patted Dai Zhou's hand and said, "Master Dai, we two men are tugging at each other here. How can it be inappropriate? Let go!"
"Don't let go!"
"..."
Liu Wentong came over and happened to see this scene.
Then he quickly covered his eyes: "Oh, my eyes, my eyes are blind, I didn't see anything..."
Then, he wandered through the door.
Du He had a dark look on his face.
Dai Zhou dragged Du He back to the room and sat down, and said: "My dear nephew, His Majesty has appointed you to be the chief officer of this disaster relief. How can it be easily changed? You'd better not enter the palace. I am an expert on this matter."
I have good intentions, but I also understand your difficulties, so how about the Ministry of Civil Affairs allocate more of the disaster relief money to you, 350,000 yuan?"
Du He raised his eyebrows: "Master Dai, I heard that Chang'an City needs two million guan for disaster relief, but you only gave me 350,000 guan?"
Dai Zhou smiled and said: "Four hundred thousand guan, no more."
Du He stretched out the index finger of his right hand: "One million strings!"
Dai Zhou was shocked: "Impossible. There are only more than one million guan left in the national treasury. If you take away one million guan, what will happen to other places? There are still a few months until taxes are collected and paid. What do you think?
Let Datang die?"
He hurriedly pulled off Du He's hand and said: "Five hundred thousand guan, five hundred thousand guan, no more!"
"Deal! However, I have one more condition."
"What conditions?"
Du He said: "The time is not yet ripe. When the time is ripe, I will naturally go to Mr. Dai."
Dai Zhou had a bad feeling, but for the sake of his son, he nodded and agreed.
…
Dai Zhou's front foot has just left.
A fat little black man rushed into Du He's apartment.
Li Ke breathlessly asked: "Teacher, I heard that you are the chief officer of the disaster relief in Chang'an City?"
"Father's decree is indeed like this."
Li Ke was furious: "My father is such a foolish king. He wants money but no money, food but no food, and people but no one. Relief is just a waste. The most foolish king in the history, he is talking about my father..."
At the door, Liu Wentong was about to come to discuss matters with Du He, but he stepped into the house with one foot. Hearing Li Ke's words, he retracted his foot.
Du He had long been accustomed to Li Ke scolding Li Erhunjun.
After scolding Li Er, Li Ke was still not relieved and said: "I heard that in the court, it was Dai Zhou, the Minister of Civil Affairs, who recommended you. Teacher, if we can't deal with our father, how can we not cure Dai Zhou? His nephew
I'm still your disciple. Why don't we ask Dai Jinyun to come over and ask him to kill his relatives in a just and righteous way? If he doesn't agree, we will kill him first and then kill Dai Zhou..."
After Li Ke finished scolding, Du He poured a glass of water for Li Ke and said, "Your Highness, actually, I have a different view on this matter."