Your Majesty, I am not worthy

The booklet that Rong Mu sent from outside Beijing was handed over to Chu Yuheng.

Looking through it, Rong Mu's handwriting became more and more beautiful, each stroke carried its own charm, Chu Yuheng held his breath, and after reading Rong Mu's excerpts under Chu Yumi's gaze, he felt relieved Take a long breath.

"Brother Huang, does what Ah Mu said make sense? Although the common people have been affected by disasters, exempting taxes is a major matter for the country. Sister Huang remembers the severe floods in the south of the Yangtze River before? In the end, it was only half of the agricultural tax cut. ah……"

Chu Yuheng closed the folder in his hand, and pressed back the rolled up corner. Looking at the smoothed memorial, it seemed that Rong Mu's figure appeared in front of Chu Yuheng's eyes.

Flicking away the appearance of Rong Mu picking up the pen and writing the memorial, Chu Yuheng raised his eyes: "Ah Mu has his reasons for saying this. It is not the first time that the south of the Yangtze River has been flooded,? For example, Dunan County, where the flood is the most serious this time , has been hit by floods for the second time, but Dunan County is also the county that produces the most grain in Jiangnan counties. Once the people realize that the land is often in danger, the idea of ​​​​moving the family will arise. If there is a flood in the future More and more frequently,? There will always be someone who starts to take them away. Ah Mu's move is just to give a piece of sweet dates to the people there..."

When the two royal brothers and sisters in the palace buried their heads in the memorial issued by Rong Mu, Rong Mu was returning to the mansion from the official road.

At this moment, the water in the Su'an River Basin has dropped a lot, but there are still some small places in several counties and counties that are still submerged in the water. Fortunately, the people there have already moved out in advance.

Rong Mu rubbed his tired arm. He had been traveling in the disaster area for the past few days and he had lost a lot of weight, but after all, he is in good health now. It wouldn't be half a month's travel that made him fall ill like before. gas.

But still tired.

The accompanying servants waited for his lord to dismount, and Rong Mu, who had just entered the mansion, was surrounded by He Chao who was waiting inside.

I haven't seen him for a few months, He Chao from Lingqi County has grown a lot taller, and now he has reached Rong Mu's shoulder, and Rong Mu also took him to live with him.

Now that he knew that Rong Mu was the prime minister of the current dynasty, He Chao and Rong Mu didn't seem awkward when they got along.

But when Rong Mu returned to the mansion at the beginning, He Chao was not surprised. This time he came back with a group of servants, listening to the servants one at a time, and many dignitaries that He Chao had never seen entered the mansion. Thinking that Rong Muxu is Haojing's noble family, but he doesn't want Rong Mu to be more prominent, the prime minister of a country that he worshiped in Haojing.

He Chao was so surprised that he didn't even have a few mouthfuls for dinner.

But after that night, He Chao figured it out. Since Rong Mu was not an ordinary person in his heart, why not be the prime minister?

Seeing Rong Mu coming, He Zhao said happily, "Ah Mu, I passed the exam!"

Rong Mu rubbed his twitching brain, not surprised at all, but the corner of his mouth was already familiar with a faint smile: "Congratulations."

"It's also thanks to you, A Mu, who taught me before." He Chao smiled and went to the dining hall to meet Rong Mu.

After being seated, the servant quickly served the dishes.

Knowing that Rong Mu was coming back today, He Chao personally went to the back kitchen to watch the cook that Rong Mu brought back from Haojing to make dishes, goose gizzard palm soup, roasted chicken, and many other dishes, all of which he had prepared since Ah Mu left. Good stuff to use sparingly.

"How about Ah Mu going to Dunan County this time? Has the flood there eased? I heard people say that the dikes have broken in many places!"

Like Rong Mu, He Chao lived in Qingquan Temple in Haojing since he was a child. There may be raging snowstorms in Haojing, but there is no majestic rain. He was extremely worried, worried about the displacement of the people, and also worried about Rong Mu who rushed to Dunan County just after returning to Lingqi County.

Fortunately, Rong Mu looked at the counties and counties in the south of the Yangtze River and saw that everything was safe.

After scooping up two spoonfuls of thick soup, Rong Mu fiddled with the porcelain spoon in his hand and said, "This time the disturbance is not serious, it is already much lighter than the flood in the south of the Yangtze River a few years ago, but the food of the affected people is still soaked in the ground ; They rely on the sky to eat, and they must have a sad life in the future..."

"Then what did you do this time, Mu?" He Chao was particularly curious about Rong Mu's actions.

Rong Mu took a sip of the soup, and immediately served one by one.

This time, Rong Mu was going to give food to the people who set up tents on the gentle slope, and he used the relief money allocated by the central government. There was no time to make rice noodles, bread, and naan, so he went to a nearby village to hire local people to help, and it was spring again. At the end of the day, the new rainy season has not yet come, with a mouthful of food and a place to rest, life is finally passable.