Changming Palace suddenly fell into chaos.

On the one hand, Rong Jing was angry with the unkind criticism of the unkind person, "Who is the robber!"; on the other hand, Rong Shu was so beautiful that she was about to cry, "Will you marry me?"

Emperor Showa should have stopped this scandal, but Emperor Showa coughed a few times because of his anger, then waved his hand to stop Wei Chi who was about to pull away the few people. In an instant, the old voice revealed irresistible sadness, "Let them fight..."

However, Rong Jing, who was angry, could not hear Emperor Showa's lament, and swung his punch at Rong Chu, "Who is a robber? More than 280 people in the Qin Palace are now sold along the street and repaying the owed silver. Is this the face of my Northern Zhou?"

Rong Chu raised his folding fan and sideways to avoid the fist wind that was coming from Rong Jing. The next moment, he heard Rong Shu lower his voice and say over and over again, "Do you marry me?"

In a moment of chaos, everyone was sitting there. Rong Qing looked at both sides with a little frustrated, and suddenly called "Second Brother" and sometimes called "Sister". However, these powerless calls could not stop the chaotic scene at all.

"Sister, stop making trouble."

Rong Qing thought about it and decided to help Ning Ke first.

"I think this is a great man in the world. Lord Ning is young and promising. Even if my sister is for the sake of the country and the country, she should not treat Lord Ning like this."

Rong Qing said earnestly, and the first sentence mentioned Rong Shu, and the next sentence was dedicated to the country, and in public or private, there was nothing to be criticized. However, Rong Shu did not buy Rong Qing's account, but walked to the throne of Emperor Showa a few steps, and then said, "Father, the son is not filial, but the son has already vowed first. If the father did not allow the son to choose the marriage, the son would become a nun and would not be willing to vague in this life."

Every word was filled with the weight of heart-breaking tears. As Emperor Showa listened, his hand, which had been holding the wine glass tightly, trembled.

Rong Shu was deeply favored by Emperor Showa. Ning Ke was afraid that Emperor Showa would be moved again after saying this sentence, so he hurriedly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, let alone not talk about my poor background, even if the southern Xinjiang covets our Northern Zhou Dynasty for a long time, it is not advisable to stick to my children's love at this time."

After saying that, he glanced at Rong Qing and smiled slightly.

Sorry, borrow your words and use them.

Ning Ke's words did talk about Emperor Showa's heart. Regardless of whether Ning Ke's status is noble or low, it is a war that is likely to break out between the Southern Xinjiang and the Northern Zhou Dynasty. His value at this time means that he cannot have any connection with the Northern Zhou royal family.

If Ning Ke is sent to southern Xinjiang as a staff officer one day, Changping's every move in the imperial city will inevitably cause Ning Ke's thoughts, so he cannot agree to this marriage.

After his thoughts changed, Emperor Showa completely stood on Ning Ke's side, "Changping cannot make trouble, go back to Hanchang Palace!"

"Father!" Rong Shu also took off her shoulder at this time, and pulled open the white outer shirt on her body, revealing her vermilion middle shirt. A tear mole on the corner of her eyes became more and more full. "Father, my son will marry the minister today!"

"presumptuous!"

Emperor Showa, who had been unable to bear the outbreak, finally couldn't help but pat the table, and was furious and coughed suddenly in shock. Wei Chi hurriedly held Emperor Showa and brought a cup of tea with his other hand. Emperor Showa took a few sips of tea to suppress his anger, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, and he coughed again when he held the tea cup.

Rong Shu leaned over and looked at it, as if she was a little ashamed, "Father, are you okay..."

Emperor Showa had already grabbed the tea cup and poured the tea into the potted plant behind him, "Changping, I will punish you for three months in Hanchang Palace to be confined to you."

When the girl in the middle of the hall heard this, she suddenly fell halfway with her ambition of her determination. After a long time, she still gritted her teeth and said, "My son obeys the order, thank your father for the grace."

Ning Ke held the cup and looked away, her eyes turned away from afar. The figure of the girl in red clothes looked extremely depressed and thin at this moment.

I inexplicably remembered a poem: Yesterday, white bones were buried in the loess ridge, and tonight I lie on the mandarin ducks under the red gauze tent.

There are always too many personnel changes in this world. After understanding this point, all kinds of unsatisfactory things are just that. Ning Ke sighed and watched Rong Shu walk out of Changming Palace under the guidance of the maid. However, Ning Ke knew that with Rong Shu's mind, she would never give up.

Losing face in Changming Palace, perhaps it was just a step in her plan.

So, she didn't sympathize with her.

As soon as this place became a pure land, another storm broke out on Rong Chu. Rong Jing saw Rong Shu being taken away, and he became more and more angry when he had always been friends with Rong Shu, so he used this to scatter all his anger on Rong Chu.

Before everyone could wake up from the surprise, they heard Rong Chu's slightly hoarse voice, "Father..."

The voice was very strange, so strange that Ning Ke couldn't help but look over. Rong Chu was different from any Rong Chu she knew. The grievance that she deliberately suppressed but still couldn't help but show made everyone stunned.

"Father..."

When the entire Changming Palace calmed down, Rong Chu kowtowed a few times in the direction of Emperor Showa.

"Father, I am fortunate to supervise the Ministry of Revenue. As we all know, the Ministry of Revenue has been owed for a long time. My son was ordered to investigate and asked himself where he had never offended his second brother." Rong Chu lowered his voice, paused, and said, "I don't think that the Ministry of Revenue will make such a big deal. If I care about the face of the heavenly family, I can ignore it. However, Zhuzhou is drought, and the people on the road are not covered in clothes and food but not filling their stomachs. My son came from Shanghai, and what I saw along the way was shocking."

Emperor Showa put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Rong Chu with a complicated look.

Rong Chu still leaned over to the ground, "Although Zhuzhou is not a close place, the people are also fathers, princesses, and the second brother's mansion is miserable, but they are not even suffering from the situation where the people in one state flee the famine. My son followed the people for two days..."

Rong Chu's expression gradually became darker, as if he had really returned to the few days when people were sad and ghosts were sad.

If he had not witnessed it with his own eyes, how could he know that the peace and prosperity of the people reported in the ban memorial of Zhuzhou Prefecture was like this?

From the old man to the innocent children, who would not have fought day and night to run out of Zhuzhou, which starved to death most of the people? If it weren't for the irreversible place, who would have left his hometown and wandered in another place?

Rong Chu followed them in those days, watching them eat the peeled bark when they were hungry. When the bark along the road was peeled off, someone couldn't stand the hunger and went to dig Guanyin soil.

Rong Chu once stopped a person, but the man held Guanyintu and cried silently at Rong Chu. After a long time, he said, "Official, if you eat it, you will die, if you don't eat it, you will die..."

The Guanyin soil in my hand seemed to be dyed red like blood, but who knows that this Guanyin soil is really not the consequence of dyeing blood? This vast earth, thousands of miles of clouds, isn't the blood of innocent people?

Rong Chu couldn't stop it, and watched one person after another unable to resist hunger and eat Guanyin soil. Some young children even finished eating and hugged their ragged mother and kept crying, "Mom, my stomach is bloated..."

The mother hugged the child tightly, and tears hit the child's face in her arms, washing away the soil stained by day and night, revealing his beautiful eyebrows.

Zhuzhou had a severe drought that ended here, but there was no mention of the documents of Shangda court.

"... My son hated himself for being unable to share his worries for his father. My father sent me to take charge of the Ministry of Revenue to investigate the loss of money from the Ministry of Revenue. My son was anxious to allocate money to provide disaster relief. My son was too aggressive. My father and my son begged him to punish him, but my father wanted to provide relief to the millions of suffering people in the world!"

When Rong Chu said it at the end, his voice was already choked. Emperor Showa understood the situation today. He had just dragged it down, so he naturally knew that what Rong Jing said was true.

Today, the Qin King's Mansion has set up a long shed on Shilichang Street and moved out all kinds of gold and silver utensils in the mansion. The family members took advantage of Rong Jing's banquet at Changming Palace and shouted on Shilichang Street, saying that they were going to repay the owed silver owed by the Ministry of Revenue and had to be spared before they could give up.

However, the Ministry of Revenue lost a lot of money. If Rong Chu was really refuted at this time, the money lost would become increasingly difficult to recover.

So he sank his face and said, "What you said is true?"

"Father, my son's words are true." Rong Chu knelt forward a few steps and hurriedly expressed his thoughts, "Father, my son's words are so talented, how dare I deceive anything!"

"If it is true, I will allocate silver and food to provide disaster relief." Emperor Showa twisted his beard and pondered, "Why did the magistrate not report it?"

Wei Chi, who was standing by, had already handed over the report of Zhuzhou magistrate. Emperor Zhaohe opened it and said to one of the sentences, "...it is the world's health, the prosperity of peace, and the people's living...' These are all presented by Zhao Wulang's documents, and the word "Kang Han" was not mentioned."

"Father--"

Rong Chu was about to speak again, and suddenly he heard someone outside the hall report, "Censor Liu has important matters reported--"

"allow."

Censor Liu, who was terrified by everyone in the imperial city, Ning Ke was curious and looked at him. His ordinary long gown, but his cold attitude made Ning Ke stunned. His whole body was full of style, for some reason, and he felt familiar.

"Emperor." The so-called Censor Liu knelt beside Rong Chu in a few steps, "Zhuzhou was kryptoned, and the governor Zhao Wulang concealed it and refused to report it. The ministers have already rectified the precepts on the spot."

The Dharma is corrected on the spot!

Since Ning Ke angrily killed Sun Yiyun with one sword, Liu Jingshi was the second person to kill the imperial court without waiting for the notice. Emperor Showa was a little embarrassed. Liu Jingshi had already untied the Shangfang sword from his waist and submitted it to Wei Chi's hand, "Your Majesty, I am fortunate to be a minister who has fulfilled his mission."
Chapter completed!