The Supreme Emperor took off the hooked fish and threw the fishing line back into the lake.

He smiled and said, "Governing the country is like fishing. You can't be too rushed. It's better to have it than not. Now the Ming Dynasty has a strong foundation, and it's no problem to deal with such things. Unlike when I was governing the country, there was no need to worry about drought and flooding in the country. There was no safe place to rescue emergency..."

Speaking of the past, the Supreme Emperor talked for a long time. In short, the probability is: I remember that the great tomorrow was full of disasters. God gave me a chance to breathe, but I never let me go...

Zhu Hebi patiently listened to his bitter history again, and then asked: "Grandpa Emperor, how should grandson choose? Should he transport the food to the front line first or to provide relief to the victims?"

The Supreme Emperor said: "Just follow your heart. You are the prince of the governor. You should take the final decision."

Zhu Hebi gritted his teeth and said, "But what if Yang Tinglin disagrees?"

It should be known that he is just a prince of the state and cannot explain it in one sentence to the ministers, like his father Emperor Tianwu, to do it quickly.

The decision made by the prince of the regent requires the approval of the cabinet before it can be issued to the various departments. If the chief assistant Yang Tinglin does not agree, there will be no chance.

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The Supreme Emperor smiled: "Just be yourself. In this capital, no one can make a big wave. Your father's Qianlong Guard is not a vegetarian."

"Qianlongwei? What is that?"

Zhu Hebi was surprised. This was the first time he heard about this organization.

The Supreme Emperor Zhengsu said: "There are some mysterious figures around the emperors of all dynasties. These people never appear in public. They follow the emperor like shadows. They are only responsible to the emperor."

These people are the emperor's eyes, staring at the ministers' every move. No princes and ministers know who those people are, nor where they are. However, they all know that they cannot escape the emperor's eyes!

Zhu Hebi was curious: "Grandpa Huang, aren't you talking about the previous Jinyiwei?"

The Supreme Emperor's face darkened: "The Jinyiwei in the past was the shadow of my late emperors of the Ming Dynasty. It will be over here when I come to me. Your father is even more intelligent. He puts the Jinyiwei in the open place, but secretly established a new shadow."

Zhu Hebi heard a cold sweat and asked in a low voice: "Grandpa Emperor knows who is in charge of this Qianlong Guard?"

The Supreme Emperor shook his head, lowered his voice and said, "That's all for Grandpa's words. Good grandson, you can understand it yourself. Being an emperor is not easy, and being a prince is even more difficult!"

Comrade Zhu Youjian will never forget that when Li Zicheng attacked Beijing twenty years ago, he was preparing to hang his crooked tree. However, in Beijing where rebels gathered, a group of people suddenly ran out and packed themselves and carried them away...

Since then, these people who claim to be "Qianlong Guard" have never appeared again. There are probably not many people in the world who know them!

But the Supreme Emperor knew that this "Qianlong Guard" was everywhere, just like the Jinyiwei in the Hongwu Dynasty!

The Supreme Emperor knew his son Zhu Cilang so well. The court officials made a few tricks on weekdays and could just laugh it off, but whoever dared to challenge his authority would definitely die ugly!

After chatting for another half an hour, Zhu Hebi happily took a break and didn't catch a fish from beginning to end.

The Supreme Emperor looked at his grandson's back and sighed: "You have such a father, I don't know if it's good or bad?"

...

After returning to the palace, Zhu Hebi went directly to the Wenhua Hall where the cabinet was located.

He had already decided to save both sides and divide the reserve grain of the three Jing into two parts. The reserve grain of Xijing and Beijing was transferred to the western and northern Moon respectively, and the reserve grain of Nanjing was transferred to Henan and Shandong.

In addition, taking advantage of the summer harvest, a batch of grain was urgently collected from Zhejiang and Huguang to transport it to the disaster area, and then it would be adjusted from other provinces and overseas.

Zhu Hebi’s ideas are allocated nearby, which is both convenient and time-saving, and can take care of both ends, which is the best solution.

As for whether the two sides cannot be blocked, it depends on the speed of the court's subsequent grain collection operation. So he came to Wenhua Palace in person to meet the chief assistant Yang Tinglin, hoping that the monarch and ministers could have a good talk and overcome the difficulties together.

If Lao Yang disagrees and makes things difficult again, don’t blame me for being rude!

Along the way, the courtyard behind the Wenhua Palace swaying in the willow forest was quiet, and it was two different worlds with the people in the front yard. Zhu Hebi felt quite strange.

After asking, Yang Tinglin, the chief minister of the cabinet, was not there. According to the officials on duty, Yang Xiang was invited by the military minister Cao Bianjiao to go to Wuying Hall.

The officials who could get into the office of the Forbidden City in the front dynasty were all skillful and thoughtful. An official first asked the prince to come into the hall to wait, but he stood at the gate of the hall to wait.

Soon, Yang Tinglin hurried over and whispered to the officials at the hall gate: "Have the Prince come down?"

The official whispered: "In the inner room in the hall."

Yang Tinglin nodded, straightened the court ward, and then entered the wooden building.

"I've seen the Grand Master." When Zhu Hebi saw Yang Tinglin coming in, he bowed solemnly towards him.

"See Your Highness the Crown Prince." Yang Tinglin also bowed a lot, straightened his waist and sighed: "The old minister dare not be the tribute to Your Highness."

Zhu Hebi bowed deeply again: "The Taishi is open and regulating, and the public is the country. Yesterday, this palace is a young man. The court has many abrupt words. I am willing to be punished by the Taishi!

Upon hearing this, Yang Tinglin couldn't help but hop a few times, not knowing what trick the prince played.

If the other party is an irritable young man, it would be easy to deal with. I am afraid of hiding my emotions like this, calm and unhappy, just like his father...

Yang Tinglin quickly waved his hand and said, "No, I was a ruthless person on that day. After that, the old minister thought about the past and realized that the world's human affairs were intricate and entangled. In any case, the overall situation was not the only one who could control it..."

As he said that, his old eyes were filled with tears in his heavy crow's feet.

Zhu Hebi was surprised. This old guy is not only scheming, but also has a great acting skills. He cries when he says he is crying, and he can even make emotions more aroused than an opera singer.

The prince lowered his posture and said, "The Grand Master was exhausted for the Ming Dynasty. I shouldn't have disturbed me, but I still have something to do, so I must report it to the Grand Master."

As he said that, he expressed his thoughts.

What he didn't expect was that Yang Tinglin, who was still opposed yesterday, actually acquiesced at this time.

Yang Tinglin helped Zhu Hebi with a quick hand and said with the flow: "Please take your seat."

When Zhu Hebi sat down, Yang Tinglin kept tears in his eyes and sighed: "Before Your Majesty personally, let Your Highness supervise the country and the old ministers assist in the government. Now that the country has become today's current situation, it is all the responsibility of the old ministers..."

Zhu Hebi's eyes suddenly flashed: "Dare you dare to ask the Grand Master, is there a new change in the front line?"

"Your Highness, let's take a look at the military newspaper that has just been enlightened in the Military Affairs Department today."

Yang Tinglin took out a military report from his cuff and handed it over.

Zhu Hebi unfolded the military newspaper with eight hundred miles of speed, glanced over nervously for a few quick glances, and immediately exclaimed: "The Father is surrounded..."

The prince grabbed Yang Tinglin's hand and said timidly: "Tao Master, how should we deal with the situation in your father's difficulties!"

Yang Tinglin looked at the prince seriously, trying to tell something from his eyes. After a while, he said seriously: "Your Majesty has the kindness of knowing me, trusting me, and using me, and entrusting the whole country to me. How dare I not let my heart be foolish and save my whole life!"

At this point, looking at Lao Yang's firm gaze, Zhu Hebi was relieved.
Chapter completed!