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"Your Majesty, under the governance of the sixth prince, the flood in the south is no longer a problem. All the refugees have settled down, and the destroyed cities and villages are being rebuilt."

It was almost autumn, and the floods in the south were finally under control. Yu Wenlan showed a gratified expression when she heard the report from the people below, and Yu Wenzhe, who was at the bottom of the steps, also laughed, "Father, I said that Brother Six will definitely do it."

Yu Wenlan rolled her eyes at Yu Wenzhe, but her words were full of indulgence, "Ah Zhe, you are so grown up, you should always speak properly."

Yu Wenzhe suppressed his smile and blinked innocently.

Yu Wenlan shook her head helplessly.This youngest son of mine will always be as careless as a blank sheet of paper, whoever he likes or dislikes will be written on the surface, obviously his brothers are afraid that he will be the most favored, but he kisses like something.

_Jiao caramel hall_

Floods in the south are common, and it is not difficult to manage them. The other princes are all eager to make contributions. If they are not far away in the territory, they may ask to come before Yu Wenlan.

Only Yu Wenzhe, but he didn't want it when it was handed over to him. He was as happy as if he had done a great thing himself when others did it well.

Yu Wenlan looked at Yu Wenzhe with deep eyes, he couldn't listen to the reports of the people below, but Yu Wenzhe listened carefully, nodding from time to time, frowning slightly when he heard difficult things, echoing that person Ask Yu Wenlan, "What should I do, Father?"

"Zhe'er is already so old, so it's okay to always talk about what to do." Yu Wenlan frowned, "If you ascend the throne or go to a territory in the future, there will be no father, emperor and brother to help you decide."

"Ah..." Yu Wenzhe seemed to have heard some big problem, and his face was tightly wrinkled, "Then what should I do, Zhe'er didn't have so many national affairs in the book..."

Yu Wenlan smiled lightly, "Then read less and stay by Father's side, Father will teach you how to do it."

The meaning of teaching and cultivation in Yu Wenlan's words is too obvious. Yu Wenzhe was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "My son is stupid, and I can't keep up with other brothers in school. Father, the emperor should let the brothers who are good at doing political affairs."

"Ridiculous!" Yu Wenlan slapped the table, "A majestic seven-foot man, to say such a thing, Zheer, are you worthy of my cultivation?"

Yu Wenzhe had already heard the sound and knelt down. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Yu Wenlan. Yu Wenzhe was thin and thin. Kneeling like this, he was only a small ball. Kneeling under the Highness, he looked very pitiful, and the attendants beside him begged for him , "Your Majesty's political affairs are boring, and the Tenth Prince is still young, so it's normal to have no interest in political affairs."

"Yes, Your Majesty, you love the tenth prince the most on weekdays. Are you willing to let the tenth prince be so heavy with official documents that he can't lift his head up?"

Yu Wenlan seemed to want to lose her temper to the end, and even scolded these ministers, "You will help him in the future? You are not his parents after all, so I don't know what to worry about."

"At his age, Ting'er is already able to go to Zhangzhou to relieve disasters alone. He is still young, and there are no young children in the royal family."

Yu Wenzhe was frightened, and his voice trembled, "Father, I know my mistake, I must be diligent in political affairs in the future, learn from the sixth brother, and go to govern the territory as soon as possible to relieve my father's worries."

Yu Wenlan seemed dissatisfied with the answer, and asked again, "Zheer, I ask you, do you really never want to be an emperor?"

Yu Wenzhe was a little flustered, and hurriedly said, "Father, the dragon is in good health, and I dare not think too much about it."

"What if I die?"

"Father, don't say such things."

"I'm asking you something!" Yu Wenlan slapped the table.

"My son..." Yu Wenzhe muttered, "My son is not suitable for the throne."

Yu Wenlan finally heard the exact answer from Yu Wenzhe's mouth. He pressed his right hand on his chest and breathed heavily. Yu Wenzhe got up and wanted to care about Yu Wenlan, but he waved him away, "Go down, it's time to study."

Yu Wenzhe bowed and retreated, Yu Wenlan murmured behind him, "Is my Zhe'er smart or stupid?"

Yu Wenzhe walked to the entrance of the hall and turned around, sucking his nose, his eye circles were red, but there was no emotion in his eyes, as if it wasn't him who was crying in fear in the hall just now.