Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

Yao Chong did not expect that he could not even enter Fan Xin's house when he came in person.

This filled the old man's heart with anger, and he wanted to break in, but he was stared at by the Qianniu Guards.

He flicked his sleeves and robe for the last time and left angrily.

Looking back, Li Lang came to the attic and bowed.

"Your Majesty, according to your instructions, I have already driven Yao Xiang away."

Seeing Li Lang hesitate to speak, Fan Xin smiled softly.

"I know what you are thinking. Do you think I am too hard-hearted?"

"I don't dare to do this in a humble position."

"There's nothing to be afraid of." Fan Xin raised his head and looked at the banker chatting in the distance, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Henan Province has 22 prefectures under its jurisdiction, with a population of 1.4 million households and a total of 9.02 million people."

"Bianzhou alone has a population of 130,000. Don't you think the court should take responsibility for so many victims?"

"If everything depends on me, the king, then what prestige does the court have?"

"Li Lang, remember, Li Longji is not Emperor Taizong, nor Emperor Wuzong."

"He doesn't have such a big heart to tolerate a minister who has made great achievements standing in the court."

"The day the disaster relief is completed is when our heads fall to the ground."

Li Lang's body trembled, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"I am a stupid official, thank you for your teaching!"

Fan Xin waved his hand indifferently.

"Go, the disaster is like a fire. Before the court is ready to take responsibility, try to prepare as much food and medicine as possible."

"Once needed, it will be transported to the disaster area in Henan Province as quickly as possible."

"Yes!"

While the Luoyang Chamber of Commerce was making every effort to prepare disaster relief supplies, the main hall of the Daming Palace was eerily quiet.

Li Longji walked up and down the Jinluan Hall with his hands behind his back, raising his head to look outside from time to time.

"Your Majesty, Yao Xiang has just left for an hour. Calculating the distance, he has just arrived. Please take a rest first." Gao Lishi said with concern.

Li Longji shook his head: Nearly ten million people were affected by the disaster. Every time there is a delay, more people will die in the flood. "

"I'm anxious!"

At this time, a chamberlain walked into the hall quickly.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Yao is back."

Li Longji was overjoyed and hurriedly urged: "Quick, let him in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Chong appeared in Daming Palace with an embarrassed look.

"Your Majesty, I am incompetent and have not seen King Yan!"

"What!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the ministers were in an uproar. After all, Yao Chong was also the prime minister of Fengge Luantai, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.

He couldn't even get through the gate of Zhonglie Mansion. Fan Xin was too arrogant.

Signaling the ministers to be quiet, Li Longji asked with a sullen face.

"You are a minister sent by me, shouldn't Fan Xin be allowed in?"

Since the last time he asked Fan Xin to come out, Yao Chong's personal prejudice against him has disappeared.

So he replied.

"Returning to your majesty, the old minister went abruptly and disturbed the women and children in the village. I haven't seen Fan Xin yet."

"Humph, I knew the court was in trouble, so I took it upon myself to put up a good show."

Although Li Longji said something unpleasant, the chill in his tone was a little lighter.

It doesn't matter if you put on airs, I'm afraid you won't take him seriously as the emperor.

He was also a man who could take things up and let them go. He immediately walked down the steps and said to the ministers.

"Don't Fan Xin want to be like Zhuge Liang and visit the thatched cottage three times? I will help him!"

"Present! Go to Prince Yan's Mansion!"

woo woo woo...

Amidst the melodious sound of the horn, Li Longji got on the imperial horse and drove towards the Yan Palace, followed by civil and military officials.

Along the way, golden whips cleared the way and yellow flags were waved, attracting a large number of people to watch.

Soon, the team arrived at Zhonglie Mansion, where civilian officials dismounted from sedan chairs and military generals dismounted from their horses.

"Your Majesty, as the emperor, you can just sit down and drive in without getting down."

Seeing Li Longji walking down the road, Gao Lishi and a group of ministers quickly advised him.

"No need, you have to have the attitude of inviting people. You stay here while Yao Chong and I go in."

Looking up at the three characters Zhongliefu, Li Longji walked into Zhuangzi with a flick of his sleeves.

This time he and Yao Chong were not blocked. Prince Yan's Mansion, which received the news in advance, opened the middle door.

Princess Taiping led a group of servants out to greet her.

"I see your Majesty! Long live my emperor! Long live my emperor!"

"Auntie, get up. Where is King Yan? Why didn't you see him come out?"

Looking around the crowd, Li Longji frowned and asked.

Princess Taiping looked a little sad.

"Back to Your Majesty, the consort is seriously injured and ill again. He is lying in bed recuperating."

"Oh, King Yan was seriously injured, why didn't I know?"

Li Longji sneered in his heart and pretended to be concerned on the surface.

"This... you should ask him yourself." Princess Taiping seemed to have something to hide.

Li Longji nodded.

"That's fine. I'll ask the accompanying imperial physician to see what serious injuries he suffered."

After that, he waved his dragon sleeves and walked into the door.

Yao Chong hurriedly followed.

When the group came to the courtyard, they found a dozen white-haired old men sitting under the shade of the trees, looking at the playful urchins with smiles on their faces.

Among them, a staggering girl in red is the most eye-catching.

Li Longji hesitated and asked.

"Aunt, if I guess correctly, this is Fan Xin's daughter. Those people next to her are erudite scholars from all over the world, right?"

Princess Taiping smiled and shook her head.

"Your Majesty is wrong. Those old men are not great scholars, but farmers in Zhuangzi."

"They are all over ninety years old."

"So old?" Li Longji was quite surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions.

He had more important things to do before this trip.

Before he even reached the bedroom, a strong smell of Chinese medicine hit his face, making Li Longji cough.

Hearing the movement, Shangguan Wan'er came out to greet him.

After the coup, relations between the two parties have eased a lot.

Although in my heart I still want to put the other party to death, on the surface at least I can get by.

"Your Majesty arrived at a distant place to greet you. I hope you will forgive me!"

"You don't have to be polite, Zhongshushe. I'm here to check on Fan Xin's condition."

Nodding to a few people, Li Longji moved his eyes to the bed.

When he saw Fan Xin's appearance, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

Almost didn't recognize it.

At this time, Fan Xin didn't look human at all. His face was completely black, and he was wrapped in white cloth. He looked like he was seriously injured and dying.

Seeing him coming, I tried to get up but was met with a violent cough.

"Forget it, let's just lie down and answer." Disgust flashed in Li Longji's eyes and he sat a little further away.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. My health is getting worse lately. Please bear with me if I am rude."