Lucky star, cute baby, fairy mother is so handsome

The earthquake triggered a tsunami. A large number of houses in the capital collapsed, and those that did not collapse were also flooded by sea water.

But three places remained intact.

The palace and the Nine Princes' Mansion are within reason. After all, the emperor is the True Dragon Emperor and has God's care.

His Highness Ninth Prince is the emperor's favorite youngest son. The materials used to build the palace are of the best quality. It is normal for him to be able to withstand earthquakes and tsunamis.

It's just that a small dilapidated courtyard in Zuoxiang's Mansion was intact. This thing was incredible and became a topic of conversation in everyone's spare time.

"My eighth aunt's fifth son's daughter works as a maid in Zuo Xiang's Mansion. She said that the sea water seemed to have eyes, so she avoided it."

"The gate of Zuo Xiang's Mansion is crumbling, but the broken door of the small courtyard is actually in good condition."

"I heard that the disaster star of Zuoxiang's Mansion lives there, but I think it looks like a lucky star. God is taking care of it."

......

Although there were casualties in this disaster, compared with the number of casualties recorded in history, it was definitely the most successful disaster response.

After the emperor returned to the palace, he began to visit privately incognito without stopping. Seeing that the capital was bustling again and everyone was working hard to restore normal life, Long was very happy.

With a stroke of a pen, the people of the capital were exempted from taxes for two years.

The people spontaneously knelt outside the palace and shouted, "Long live my emperor, my emperor is wise."

It's just that the atmosphere in Jinluan Palace is different.

"Your Majesty, although tax reductions and exemptions are what the people want, with our current financial resources and the occasional wars on the border, it is really difficult to reduce taxes for two years."

His Highness the Eighth Prince glanced at Mr. Zuo Xiang, and for the first time he felt that it was not so annoying.

No one said anything, they were all waiting, but no one spoke.

The Secretary of the Ministry of Finance was the most anxious. In the past, whenever the left prime minister spoke, the right prime minister would always oppose him. Why did his style change today?

But time did not allow him to analyze it in detail, he had to say something.

"The minister agrees that with the current situation of the national treasury, it is really not possible to reduce or reduce taxes for another two years."

The emperor threw the book in his hand to the ground, and the Jinluan Palace was immediately silent.

"In our huge country, can only the people in the capital pay taxes? Can't we live without the taxes from the people in the capital?"

Your Highness the Eighth Prince...Why are you still standing if Your Highness the Crown Prince doesn't say a few words at this time? Let me give you a heads up.

The fingers under the sleeve pinched a small bead and flicked it towards His Highness the Crown Prince with internal force.

"Shangguan Wuyou, the Jinluan Palace is your child's play. What do you have to say? Go down and kneel down to the Queen's study."

"My son obeys the order. My son has nothing to say. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has something to say."

The prince came out of the procession and said after the ceremony, "My father is wise, and I, my son, should go all out to rebuild after the disaster."

His Highness the Eighth Prince... said it is the same as what he didn't say, no money will be required for reconstruction? Rebuilding by talking?

"What do you think of the tax reduction and exemption, the right minister?"

"The emperor is wise and the people's wishes are what they want. I have no other opinion."

"Retreat."

His Highness the Eighth Prince chased after the Crown Prince, "If you don't stop my father, what will my ninth brother do?"

"Father, please go down to the imperial study and kneel down." After that, he left.

His Highness the Eighth Prince looked at his back, "I...am not short of money, right? When the imperial court can't pay even a penny of monthly salary, are you in a hurry?"

The right minister who came up behind said, "Your Majesty the Eighth Prince, I would like to say something more, if the emperor had room for negotiation, he would not issue the decree first and then discuss it with everyone.

As the saying goes, the emperor cannot change his words. "

His Highness...I know, I understand.

It's just that the Jiu Family Army has been owed military pay for so long. If I don't fight for it, all the money Jiu Brother earns will be used to support the Jiu Family Army. How can he support his wife and children?

No, since others can't count on him, even if his leg is broken by his father, he still has to discuss it with his father, and Xiaozhi can influence him with emotion and reason.

When he walked to the Imperial Study Room, he saw Zuo Xiang asking for leave, and he knelt aside silently.

"Your Majesty, the daughter of my deceased wife died miserably. Not even her body was found. I'm taking two days off to build a tomb for her."

"Prime Minister Zuo, if the bones are not found, he might still be alive and well."

Zuo Xiang cried and said, "The emperor is considerate of Wei Chen, and Wei Chen is very touched. But his late wife gave Wei Chen a dream at night, saying that Nian Yu was with her, and the child was cold. He asked Wei Chen to burn some clothes. Wei Chen was heartbroken. It was so sad. It hurts beyond belief.”

live? How is it possible that someone was given arsenic and thrown in a place where wild beasts roamed, and even if he wasn't poisoned to death, he would still be eaten by wild beasts? What's more, there are some people who can't be killed by arsenic poison?

The corner of His Highness the Eighth Prince's mouth twitched. This performance was comparable to that of a famous actor.

Do you want to help your ninth brother shoot this father-in-law away?

"Okay, isn't it just asking for leave? I'm sure."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Wei Chen. I will take my leave."

His Highness the Eighth Prince...Why did you just resign? I haven’t decided whether to shoot or not, so why did I leave?

He thought carefully, took out a bead, and flicked it towards the left prime minister's knee socket with internal force.

The Prime Minister Zuo fell gracefully as he stepped towards the threshold. He fell so suddenly that the guard at the door had no time to help him, and he rolled down the steps.

Thanks to the short steps, otherwise Mr. Zuo Xiang would have to take leave to recuperate.

"Lord Zuo Xiang, you have to look at the threshold when you walk. This is something that even my nephew understands. Why is Zuo Xiang so careless?"

"shut your mouth."

A memorial hit His Highness the Eighth Prince in the face.

"My father is as brave as before, and he still hits the mark with every shot."

The corners of Eunuch Xi's mouth twitched. Among the nine princes, if we were to talk about the best tricks, if His Highness the Eighth Prince was ranked second, I'm afraid no one would dare to take the first position.

"stand up."

"Ah? Didn't my father ask his sons to kneel down and reflect? My father didn't just say what he said."

"I know rewards and punishments clearly. Don't think that I'm old and my eyesight doesn't work well. I can see your little moves clearly. Kneel down if you want."

His Highness the Eighth Prince quickly got up. He had no tendency to abuse himself. Kneeling on the floor was really taxing on his knees.

Walking behind the emperor, he beat his shoulders and pinched his back to do some busy work.

"Father..."

"Okay, I know what you want to say. Isn't it just military pay? I know it well.

Besides, I have nine of you sons, so you have to find ways to solve my difficulties instead of forcing them on the people, understand? "

"My son and I are stupid, but I think the prince and brother understand."

"Ganggun, I'm so angry when I see you."

Mumu is still the most lovable. She has a sweet mouth and screams like a grandpa.