Chapter 390
"Prime Minister Wang, when the miscellaneous family came just now, the emperor ordered the old slave and said that no one would see him, just handle it as the imperial edict said." Eunuch Chen immediately turned to look at Prime Minister Wang and said.
"The old minister must meet the emperor today! The old minister will kneel outside the main hall. When will the emperor want to see the old minister? The old minister will only get up." Prime Minister Wang did not look at Eunuch Chen, glanced at Fengyunqing, and walked towards the back hall with trembling body.
"I have also gone to see my emperor!" Many adults followed Prime Minister Wang and walked towards the back hall. They were all princes.
Feng Yunqingjing couldn't stand still. He looked at the Chaoyang Palace, which had half of the ministers, and his eyes scanned the hall, and everyone else could not stand still. Naturally, there was a faction that was the minister who supported the ninth prince, looking at Chu Yuanxi behind Fengyunqing. Chu Yuanxi stood up slowly, just looking at the imperial edict in Eunuch Chen's hand, with no expression on his face. The ministers naturally did not dare to act rashly.
There is another sect, the Qingliu of a poor family, headed by the tenth prince-in-law Du Yun, who was still watching the wind and clouds. Some of them were naturally the original fourth and sixth princes sects, and now they are a mess. They stand in the hall at a loss, looking forward to watching.
Yu Jin stood beside Feng Yunqing, frowned slightly. He couldn't tell what he was thinking. Mei Ruxue didn't go to court today. She probably now disdained her morning court now.
"Eunuch Chen, please report it to you, Yun Qing wants to see the emperor!" Feng Yun Qing glanced around, fell on the imperial edict in Eunuch Chen's hand, and looked at him.
"Princess, the emperor is very sober and said no one will see him." Eunuch Chen bowed to Fengyun and said.
"Yun Qing supervises the country, it really doesn't conform to the ancient system." Feng Yun Qing didn't know what the old emperor was going to do. She thought that she was to withdraw from the current prison and the old emperor asked her to supervise the country, how could she evacuate it?
"The emperor said that in ancient times, there were princes and states, prime ministers and states. In extraordinary times, there were princes and princes choosing to govern the country. The princess was personally granted by the emperor of Nanyang. When it comes to identity, state supervision did not violate the ancient system." Eunuch Chen said righteously.
Fengyun frowned.
"The emperor has another oral decree. From now on, all memorials will be handed over to the princess for approval. The emperor needs to recuperate. All major matters in the court will be left to the princess to handle them in full." Eunuch Chen straightened his back, glanced at the ministers of Chaoyang Hall, and paused, "The emperor will live with the princess Lingfeng Palace. The princess is too late to review the memorials, so he can stay in the palace."
Feng Yunqing's brows frowned even more, and the hearts of the ministers in Chaoyang Palace trembled.
"The old slave has conveyed the emperor's imperial edict, and we will go back and reply to the emperor first." Eunuch Chen bowed again.
"Please, father-in-law!" Fengyun nodded slowly. Eunuch Chen walked down.
Chaoyang Palace fell into unprecedented silence.
Fengyun watched Eunuch Chen disappear, his lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes looked at the main hall of the back hall, thinking about what the old emperor was going to do? She had always thought that the old emperor raised her position to help Chu Chaoyan consolidate the Nanyang territory, but now he has deposed the position of Chu Chaoyan's crown prince, and instead of establishing the prince, he asked her to supervise the country? What's that matter!
Feng Yunqing turned around in a suffocating manner and reached out to pull Yu Jin: "Let's go home!"
Yu Jin was stunned and couldn't help but follow Feng Yunqing toward the hall. Some ministers in the hall suddenly woke up, and someone shouted: "Princess, please stay!"
Fengyunqing seemed to be as if he didn't hear it, and his pace kept going.
"Princess, please stay!" The shouts behind him became louder, and then someone trotted and chased after him.
Feng Yunqing was forced to stop and turned around. When he saw that he was Lord Liu, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, who was in charge of the Ministry of Revenue. He was in his forties and had a clear sense of integrity. He was a member of the Qingliu school of the Ten Prince Consorts. As an official, he was considered a relatively honest official.
Feng Yunqing must have seen it because the Prime Minister Liu Luoguo has seen too much, and has a natural affection for good officials. He suppressed his annoyance and annoyance towards the old emperor and said warmly: "What's wrong with Lord Liu?"
"Back to the princess, I have a copy of the old minister!" Lord Liu immediately bowed and raised the notebook in his hand to Fengyunqing's face.
Feng Yun looked at the notebook in his hand and frowned, then waved his hand: "Just deal with it!"
After saying that, he pulled Yu Jin and continued walking forward.
"Princess, please stay! Princess, please stay!" Lord Liu was stunned, and then immediately chased after Feng Yunqing. This time he stopped him and raised the book again: "The official can't handle it, please bother the princess!"
"Can't handle it?" Feng Yunqing was forced to stop again and raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, the officials really can't handle it." Lord Liu felt cold sweat appearing all over his body because of Feng Yunqing's eyebrow raising. He said under pressure.
"What's the matter? Tell me!" Feng Yunqing was too lazy to turn over the memorial. She always had a feeling that if she picked up the memorial, she would be unable to let go.
"It's like this. Seven prefectures and counties in the southeastern region, including Chenzhou, Yongzhou, Changde, Hengzhou, Yuezhou, Tonggu, Wukai, etc., have experienced severe droughts. There has been no rain for three months. Now there is no water source, the river wells are dry, there are refugees riots, burning families and robbing families. The seven prefectures and counties are now in danger. Please make a decision." Lord Liu said immediately.
"What? No rainfall in three months?" Feng Yunqing's face changed. In ancient times, it was different from modern times. In modern times, there was groundwater for three months without rainfall, but it was different in ancient times. Relying on a river well to eat, and not raining for three months would cause severe drought, which would cause death.
"Yes! It's three months and five to be exact." said Liu Daren.
"Why is it because of three months of severe drought? Now?" Feng Yunqing's eyes turned cold and he looked at the notebook in Lord Liu's hand, his voice a little sharp.
"The lower official... The lower official received a memorial from the local government office ten days ago, but at that time something happened between the princess and the crown prince. They were eager to find the princess. Later, Prince Lan... The lower official handed over the memorial to the emperor. I am afraid that the emperor did not see it... The lower official dereliction of duty..." Lord Liu immediately knelt down on the ground and apologized.
"Give me the notebook in your hand." Feng Yunqing finished speaking, and without waiting for Lord Liu to hand it to her, he reached out and took the memorial in his hand. The more he looked, the colder his face became. Then he threw the memorial in his hand away on the ground and said angrily: "I dare to hide such a disaster. I think the Jiangnan Supervisor's Office should withdraw."
Lord Liu knelt on the ground and motionless, and the notebook hit him. His heart was trembling with the pressure of Fengyun above his head. Thinking that the princess was so cold that she was even more shocking than the emperor.
Feng Yunqing tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, turned his eyes and looked at Yu Jin. Yu Jin's eyes showed sorrow and said softly to her: "Don't be angry, I'm afraid that layers of officials will report it. It's been so long."
In ancient times, transportation and communication were not convenient. It was very slow to report to officials at all levels, but the seven prefectures and counties were only a few hundred miles away from the capital, and the farthest one was only eight hundred miles away. No matter how slow it was, it would not be as slow as three months. Feng Yunqing's face was cold, and he did not loosen a little because of the words of Yu Jin.
He looked at Lord Liu on the ground, then glanced at the Lords in Chaoyang Hall, and spoke coldly for a while: "Chaoyang Hall discusses affairs! If you can't handle this matter well today, no one has to eat or sleep."
After saying that, she walked into Chaoyang Hall first. She could not care whether the Chu Dynasty was good or bad, or whether the old emperor had any conspiracy or conspiracy, and could take the people she cared about to fly away. She said she would not care about it, and she would let go. She just thought that way. Whoever liked to care about it, she would go home to pretend to be sick, sleep, play tea with Yu Jin, enjoy the flowers and the moon, even if she listened to Liu Xiangcan's nagging, Ren Yu ruthlessly said that she would not blush and not beating her heart. She would be a hundred times better than to break the state of prison.
But now, how can she ignore the common people who are powerless? What's more, the seven prefectures and counties have at least more than 100,000 people. Now the old emperor is about to die of illness, the Chu Dynasty is deposed, and Chu Yuanxi cannot reverse the situation. Mei Ruxue is busy taking over the country. If she doesn't care, the more than 100,000 people will probably be waiting to die.
He felt depressed and walked back with his clothes on his face. Immediately, the eunuch from Chaoyang Palace heard Feng Yunqing's words and shouted: "The princess has an order! Chaoyang Palace discusses affairs!"
Yu Jin also walked back immediately after Feng Yunqing. Lord Liu immediately stood up with the memorial in his arms and followed him back. The ministers who were at a loss before felt a strong condensed aura and immediately stood there.
Chu Yuanxi stood still from beginning to end.
Feng Yunqing walked directly to the bottom of the third jade stairs dragon chair, where there were two chairs on the left and right. The other one was naturally Lan Xiaoqing. Lan Xiaoqing's chair had been hanging in the air for many years, but now it has not been withdrawn just because he died. Feng Yunqing sat on another chair and looked down. All the ministers stood with their heads down and their eyes were closed. But they could still see the expressions on their faces.
Feng Yunqing looked up at the ninth jade stairs above, thinking that if he would see everyone's expressions more clearly when he wanted to sit there. He just took them back at one glance, there was no doubt.
"Mr. Liu! Read your memorial to everyone!" Feng Yun Qingling spoke in a deep voice.
"Yes! Princess!" Lord Liu immediately responded, holding the memorial in his hand and began to read it.
The hall was quiet, and he could only hear his voice alone.
After reading the memorial, Fengyun glanced around the hall, and everyone's faces showed a solemn look. She immediately said: "Everyone expressed their opinions, and you might as well not say anything? Can there be a way to deal with the disaster in these seven prefectures and counties?"
Fengyunqing finished speaking and immediately an adult left the list. He was from the former Fourth Prince Party. The fourth prince was killed, and now the Fourth Prince's faction is eager to seek a backer to protect his glory and wealth. At this time, Fengyunqing's performance is the best. Everyone can see that Lan Xiaoqing is dead and the old emperor is ill. The power of Nanyang is held in Fengyunqing's hands. If he is appreciated by the princess, his future will be unlimited.
Chapter completed!