The heavy rain in autumn came suddenly and fiercely, like a fierce beast with water splashes, and everywhere it went, it was a mess. Due to this, Duofang County in Nan County was affected by the disaster, and many refugees went north in large numbers because of this. In order to avoid unnecessary panic caused by these refugees to alarm the emperor, the prefect of Nanjun ordered the gate to be closed. Complaints piled up, Nanjun's urgent secret music was continuously delivered to the capital, and the officials were restless, because their emperor was still in Hunting Mountain and had not returned.
So far, Meng Eqi has been in a coma for five days. Jing Fan no longer swears by the promise that he will stabilize her soul, and even he doesn't know how to face Sheng Jiayan. Although Sheng Jiayan's reaction was calm and calm, he always stood in front of the window, as if waiting for someone, or... an opportunity.
Because Sheng Jiayan didn't make a decision, Long Jia still stayed on the hunting mountain. Mrs. Jiang was concerned about the people, so he begged Sheng Jiayan to summon some relevant officials at Hunting Mountain at least every day.
On this day, the ministers quarreled endlessly in a private room in the Qionglou.
"Many people have seen the two dragons in the clouds. Wei Chen believes that this is a warning from God. Next, His Majesty should sacrifice to God in advance and call him with gratitude, so as to eliminate the disaster."
Sheng Jiayan leaned on the pear flower chair of the deerskin shop and glanced up slightly. It was Yushi Lu who was talking, and Sheng Jiayan just glanced at it and said nothing.
Lu Yushi's remarks aroused the dissatisfaction of the ministers next to him, and Zhang Shilang was the first to stand up to refute: "Isn't this absurd by Lu Yushi's words? What kind of dragon god is not something that can be solved by sacrifice!" After that, he turned to Sheng Jiayan, and sincerely advised: "Your Majesty, you should rush back to Beijing immediately, appoint two internal officials to go south, settle the victims and bring them to the court. to suppress the man-made disaster after the disaster and avoid more complaints."
Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows slightly, and was a little interested in this Zhang Shilang. Secretly remember this person's name in my heart, thinking about entrusting him with important tasks in the future. Next, Sheng Jiayan listened to the quarrel between the sacrifice sect headed by Lu Yushi and the appeasement sect headed by Zhang Shilang.
However, Sheng Jiayan kept silent all the time, and during this period, he approved the last few memorials that were pressed on the case and let the eunuch hand them over.
In the end, the ministers finished arguing and found that the main lord had not spoken. Everyone asked weakly, "Your Majesty, what is your opinion?"
Sheng Jiayan calmly turned his head slightly to the side: "Mr. Jiang, what do you think?"
Mrs. Jiang touched his beard, and whispered in Sheng Jiayan's ear for a while, and then Sheng Jiayan said to the courtiers present with a clear expression: "Everyone of the Qing family is not wrong. Sheji depends on the people. , people must be rescued, Zhang Shilang, you are responsible for arranging the officials to go south immediately, and take the edict to go to the Ministry of Housing to allocate funds for disaster relief. After the people are appeased, they also need to ask questions, and Yushi Lu will take care of them. The responsibility of the sacrifice, and I will answer when everything is arranged. What do you think?"
The ministers did not expect that the emperor would like to have the best of both worlds, because Zhou Xing has always been an emperor with an empty skin and a straw bag in their eyes, and this time he handled it quite well. Originally, everyone just had such a little admiration for the emperor. When they suddenly saw the old minister Jiang Taifu, who was hunched over beside the emperor, it disappeared in an instant.
No wonder, with the top think tank Jiang Taifu, it is no wonder that the emperor can make the right decision.
But everyone knew that they were not talking in their hearts, and they all bowed their heads and praised the emperor's wiseness, and then dispersed, each busy with his own business.
Jiang Taifu followed the group of people away. On the surface, the old god was there, but he was very puzzled. Because he just told the emperor only four words: you can do it. How could Zhou Xing come up with such an idea all of a sudden? It's not in his usual style. And everyone thought that he was making plans, but in fact this was the emperor's own idea.
In this regard, Jiang Taifu looked back at the emperor sitting on the pear flower chair with some doubts. The latter was looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile, and the eunuch who was beside him was also staring at the courtiers who left.
The emperor is very different, and even the eunuchs around him have become ghostly and clever. Jiang Taifu sighed in his heart, and then he thought to tears, as long as the emperor is willing to hold his family and his country in his heart, why would there be no peace and prosperity in the future? It's a pity that he is old, and I don't know if he can last until that time. Forget it, teach Zhou Yuli well and let him stare at his father.
"Ms. Jiang." Sheng Jiayan suddenly stopped him.
Jiang Taifu was stunned for a moment, then turned back immediately, bowed and asked, "What is your order, Your Majesty?"
"The book handed by Nanjun, how many people have died in this flood?"
Jiang Taifu said: "According to the statistics of the prefect, more than 2,000 people died and countless people are missing. How many people unfortunately died, we need Zhang Shilang to go to Nanjun in person to find out. Blame, there are also cases where the prefect concealed the specific number."
Sheng Jiayan frowned: "More than two thousand people?" That's not enough. He sighed inaudibly: "Ms. Jiang, Master Jing should have a few spells that can save the souls of the dead. On your behalf, go to negotiate with him and ask him to draw some for Shilang Zhang to take to Nanjun. I can't stop the matter, only this plan can make my heart feel a little more at ease."
Mrs. Jiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded yes.
Sheng Jiayan smiled and said softly: "The advice of the master just now is very good, and I am very satisfied. So I hope that if someone asks questions after leaving the door of Qionglou, the master will still answer the same way."
Jiang Taifu understood this in his heart, and said, "I know, Your Majesty."
Mrs. Jiang said goodbye and left Qionglou, and was stopped not long after walking out of the road. Looking at the insidious smiling face of the other party, Jiang Taifu shuddered three times in his heart, and said in greeting, "Mr. Meng."
Meng Lang bowed and said, "Old Jiang." This was his honorific title to Taifu: "The emperor has stopped at Hunting Mountain these past few days, and the situation in Nanjun is very urgent, so I am very worried. Fortunately, you are here. Make plans around me, otherwise it will be useless for me to wait for my servants."
Jiang Taifu is older, but his head is not confused, he only said: "Mr. Meng laughed, you are the prince of the country, how can you be useless."
Meng Lang laughed dryly, and immediately cut to the point: "The emperor's plan today is still your master?"
Mrs. Jiang paused for a while and replied, "Of course, the emperor is smart, but the old minister will understand it after a little bit of advice."
Meng Lang was relieved, thinking that the emperor forgot to concentrate on government affairs. Can only say: "In the end, the emperor is still wise."
Seeing that his smiling eyes became two crescent moons, Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but sigh: "Recently, the Empress's body is ill, and Lord Meng should be very worried. But it doesn't matter. The emperor pays so much attention to the Empress's body, and she will recover soon."
It seems that Meng Lang remembered that his daughter was seriously ill in bed at this time. He didn't react at first, and then immediately put on an uncomfortable face: "Thank you for your comfort, the girl's luck is weak, and it's good to rely on the emperor's kindness, it should be Get well soon."
Mrs. Jiang patted his shoulder and left to find Jing Fan.
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When Zhang Shilang was ordered to go south, and Lu Yushi opened the altar, Meng Qiqi finally woke up.
After Meng Eqi woke up, her soul was more stable than before, her footsteps were no longer floating, and her eyes were able to focus. When she woke up, she was confused for a while, and then found that she had finally woken up, and she hurriedly grabbed the hand of the palace maid by the side: "Go and call the emperor, I have something to ask."
Meng Qiqi was in shock. She cut her finger at the last moment in the dream just now, and the intense pain woke her up from the dream. She had only slept for a few days in this world, and a long time had passed in her dream. So that when she just woke up, she was still stunned for a moment.
Sheng Jiayan stepped in, Meng Eqi rushed over and grabbed his hand: "Ah..."
Sheng Jiayan embraced her with one hand, and stepped back from the screen with the other.
"Ayan, Jing Fan has a problem, he is..." Meng Qiqi said hurriedly.
"I know." Sheng Jiayan was relatively calm, he followed Meng Qiqi's long hair: "I know all about it. How are you feeling? After sleeping for so many days, I haven't eaten well. I'll let you know what you want to eat. Prepare for you."
Meng Qiqi shook her head: "I've slept for so long but I feel better, can I be able to possess Meng Yong again?"
"Naturally it is possible."
Meng Eqi leaned in Sheng Jiayan's arms obediently, and was relieved.
She was thinking, what kind of mood should she use to face such a complicated frontier with Sheng Jiayan
Just at this time, someone came to report, it was the eunuch assigned by Jiang Taifu: "Your Majesty, Taifu has already handed Master Jing's spell to Zhang Shilang."
Sheng Jiayan replied softly, and the eunuch stepped back immediately.
Meng Qiqi heard it but found it very difficult to accept: "What spell?"
Sheng Jiayan's soothing tone was light and low: "When you were in a coma, Nanjun flooded and killed countless people. I asked Jing Fan to draw some reassuring spells for the ministers to take to the south."
Meng Qiqi's eyes widened suddenly: "But there is something wrong with Jing Fan!?"
Sheng Jiayan had nothing to say and was noncommittal.
Seeing that he was so restless, Meng Qiqi felt an inexplicable fire in her heart, and she pushed Sheng Jiayan away: "Don't you remember that he was a ghost who used to follow you in the wild?"
Sheng Jiayan frowned immediately: "What are you?"
"What am I!? Do you think I don't know yet, you and I have known each other in the wild, I am the phoenix whose golden body was swallowed up by you, and you used the reverse scale to shape my body, I know it! Jing Fan is A ghost who clinged to your power in the hall back then was not a good person! All the monsters in the wild are gone, why did he escape!?"