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Su Qingyu rolled her eyes and said, "These people are really just farting. Fourth sister and third cousin have already discussed it. They will cover all the things needed for disaster relief this time."

These days, Su Shunci and Lin Wuchen made a lot of money, but it was all from wealthy families, not from the poor.

The two knew that this way of making money would definitely make many people jealous. So this time, the two planned to cover all the disaster relief. On the one hand, it would give ordinary people a way to survive, and on the other hand, it would shut up those jealous people.

Therefore, the ordinary cotton-padded clothes in Su Shunci's hands and the ordinary charcoal in Lin Wuchen's hands were kept in the warehouse and were not sold out at all.

They were all waiting, waiting for the court to speak.

When the cold winter turns into a cold disaster and when people's lives are threatened, the court will organize disaster relief.

At that time, Su Shunci and Lin Wuchen will follow the court's ideas and cooperate with the court in disaster relief.

Originally, Shen Zhixiu was going to bring up this matter in the court today, but he didn't expect someone to stop him from speaking, and it ended up like this.

As for who was behind the scenes, Shen Zhixiu knew it but didn't care much.

This trick has no effect on him.

Su Qingyu asked again: "What is the Third Master going to do?"

Shen Zhixiu's mouth curled up and he snorted barely perceptibly.

"In this case, I can't let my mother-in-law, my fourth aunt, and Wu Chen work in vain."

"I have sent for them both."

"They have put in the effort, so they should get something in return."

Su Qingyu looked at Shen Zhixiu suspiciously and asked him what he was planning. Shen Zhixiu just said that he would know in a moment.

Not long after, Su Shunci and Lin Wuchen entered the Shen family one after another.

The four of them discussed in the small study for about an hour. When they left, Su Shunci and Lin Wuchen had smiles on their lips, as if they had gotten a huge bargain.

The next morning, Shen Zhixiu got up and prepared to go to court.

Su Qingyu sat up and half leaned against the head of the bed, watching Shen Zhixiu put on his clothes.

Thinking of the result of yesterday's discussion, he chuckled, "Today, the emperor will probably praise the Third Master for his ability to do things well."

Shen Zhixiu adjusted his collar and the brocade belt around his waist in front of the bronze mirror, and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is going to be in trouble today."

The Crown Prince was behind this incident, and I don’t know whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will regret this decision.

Su Qingyu snorted coldly, "He deserves it. Let me see how he explains this to Consort Xian... ah, no, it should be Consort Leng."

After Shen Zhixiu got dressed, he walked to the bed again, helped her lie down, and tucked the quilt for her.

Then he leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips, "Go back to sleep. It's freezing outside, so don't go out too much."

Su Qingyu nodded, closed her eyes obediently, and fell asleep on the soft pillow.

Shen Zhixiu lowered the curtain beside the bed and tiptoed out of the inner room.

After getting off the carriage, he happened to meet Song Zan, Marquis of Loyalty and Righteousness, and the two of them walked towards the Qianyang Palace together.

"Zhi Xiu, what happened yesterday was clearly aimed at you. There is no reason not to give money for disaster relief."

"Whoever proposes disaster relief without spending money from the national treasury will be asked to do it. They are really giving them face, but they keep causing trouble."

Song Zan was born a military general with a bad temper. In addition, he was trusted by the emperor because of his noble status, so he often made people speechless in court meetings.

His words may not be pleasant to hear, but every word he says makes sense, and those who are criticized can only endure it.

Shen Zhixiu knew that Song Zan was worried about him, so he smiled and said, "Brother Song, don't worry. I have my own way."

Song Zan looked at him in surprise, "How come you can conjure up silver and disaster relief items overnight?"

Shen Zhixiu smiled but said nothing, seeming even more mysterious, which aroused Song Zan's curiosity.

In the Qianyang Palace, Shen Zhixiu and Chen Zheng stood side by side at the head of the civil officials.

As soon as Emperor Xuande sat down, someone couldn't wait to bring up yesterday's disaster relief matter.

Emperor Xuande then asked, "Mr. Shen, how are you thinking about it? Is it possible to do it?"

He knew that this was a difficult task, so if Shen Zhixiu said that it could not be done, he would order the opening of the national treasury to provide disaster relief.

Before Shen Zhixiu could speak, someone couldn't help but speak first.

"Your Majesty, Lord Shen is the second assistant of the cabinet and the pillar of the country. He will certainly share your worries."

"Now that we are facing internal and external troubles, it is time for everyone to work together. I believe that Lord Shen will be able to solve the disaster relief issue this time."

The person who was speaking was Li Jing, the Right Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate. He was a distant cousin of Prince Li Jingchuan of Heshan, and had close private contacts with Princess Yongjia and the Crown Prince.

After Li Jing finished speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Shen Zhixiu and found that he had no expression on his face and did not even raise his eyelids.

"Sir Shen, the emperor has entrusted you with the disaster relief work, which is a great trust. Sir Shen, please do not let the emperor down."

Li Jing had always been wary of Shen Zhixiu. Today, he had to bite the bullet to confront him.

When Shen Zhixiu heard that he had asked the question to the point, he walked to the center of the hall and looked at Li Jing.

"Censor Li just said that we should all work together. If I contribute, what will Censor Li contribute?"

Seeing Li Jing stunned, Shen Zhixiu sneered, "Is Censor Li only good at talking?"

There was laughter among the officials, but it died down in an instant.

Li Jing blushed, "Master Shen, what do you mean by this? Didn't I serve my country loyally? Are you the only loyal minister, Master Shen?"

Shen Zhixiu's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his head slightly. "Li Yushi, please don't talk about other things. I'm asking you, what are you going to do for disaster relief this time?"

Li Jing suddenly came to his senses and thought that Shen Zhixiu could not accomplish the task assigned by the emperor and was going to drag him into it.

"Master Shen, are you feeling guilty? We are talking about your case. Did you manage to complete the task assigned by the Emperor?"

"Master Shen, you have done it, come and question me again."

Shen Zhixiu looked puzzled, "If I succeed, what will Censor Li do?"

Li Jing was questioned repeatedly by him and blurted out, "If Lord Shen succeeds, I will do anything."

Shen Zhixiu nodded with satisfaction, "That's it. If I succeed in this matter, Censor Li will use all the cash in the palace to provide disaster relief."

Li Jing was stunned, "What if you can't do it?"

Shen Zhixiu looked at Li Jing with a smile.

"If I can't do it, I'm willing to take out all the cash of the Shen family."

"Has Censor Li made up his mind? Do you want to make this bet with me?"

Having said that, with the emperor and all the civil and military officials watching, no one could afford to back down.

Li Jing stiffened his neck and said, "Let's gamble. I hope Lord Shen won't regret it."

He did not agree to it blindly, but he had a good understanding of the current situation. It was impossible for Shen Zhixiu to not spend any money on disaster relief.

A bet was made.

Not only the court officials, but even Emperor Xuande was stunned.

"My dear ministers...isn't the bet a bit too big?"

If you gamble all the cash in your home and lose it all, will your whole family be left starving?

"Your Majesty, Lord Shen made this bet to show his determination to share your Majesty's worries."

"Your Majesty, please set a deadline. After all, the disaster cannot wait."

Emperor Xuande hesitated for a moment and looked at Shen Zhixiu, "Mr. Shen, do you really want to gamble? Then how many days do you think would be a good time?"

The civil and military officials below looked at Shen Zhixiu and Li Jing with excitement.

It is rare for the Qianyang Palace to be so interesting, and everyone watched intently, afraid of missing anything.

When Shen Zhixiu heard Emperor Xuande ask, he began to speak.

"I accept the bet. As for the deadline... let's say it's today."