The heavy rain in autumn suddenly and fiercely, like a fierce beast with water splashes, everything is messy everywhere. Due to the disaster in Duofang County, South County, many refugees went northward in large numbers. In order to avoid unnecessary panic caused by these refugees to alarm the emperor, the Taishou people in Nanjun closed the exit gate. Complaints arose, and Nanjun's rushed secret performances continued to be delivered to the capital. Officials were restless, because their emperor had not yet returned from hunting mountains.

So far, Meng Eqi has been in a coma for five days. Jing Fan no longer vowed that the pledge would stabilize her soul, and even he did not know how to face Sheng Jiayan. Although Sheng Jiayan's response to this was calm and calm, he always stood in front of the window, as if waiting for someone, or...a timing.

Because Sheng Jiayan did not decide, Long Jia still stayed on the hunting mountain. Mr. Jiang was worried about the people, and begged Sheng Jiayan to summon some relevant ministers in Hunting Hill at least daily.

On this day, the ministers were arguing again in an elegant room in the Qionglou.

"Many people have seen the two dragons in the clouds, and Weichen thinks it is a warning. Then His Majesty should sacrifice to God in advance in order to give thanks and call, so as to eliminate the scourge."

Sheng Jiayan leaned on the pear-flower chair in the deerskin shop and lifted her eyes slightly to sweep over. The story is about Lu Yushi, Sheng Jiayan just glanced at it, but did not speak.

Lu Yushi's remarks aroused the dissatisfaction of the ministers next to him. Zhang Shilang was the first to refute it: "Is Lu Yushi's remarks ridiculous? The top priority should be to think about how to deal with the flooding victims in Nanjun, not the customs. What a Dragon God is never a matter that can be solved by sacrifice!" He turned to Sheng Jiayan and sincerely advised: "Your Majesty, you should immediately rush back to Beijing and appoint two internal officials to go south, and settle the victims and take them to the court. To suppress human disasters after the disaster and avoid more complaints."

Sheng Jiayan raised his eyebrows slightly and was interested in Zhang Shilang. Secretly remembering this person's name in my heart, thinking of entrusting the task in the future. Next, Sheng Jiayan listened to the fact that the priest led by Lu Yushi and the pacifier led by Zhang Shilang were in a quarrel.

While Sheng Jiayan remained silent, during the period of time, he also appreciatively approved the last few books on the case and sent the **** out.

In the end, the ministers quarreled, and found that the leader had not spoken. Everyone asked weakly, "Your Majesty, what is your opinion?"

Sheng Jiayan calmly turned his head slightly: "Jiang Taifu, what do you think?"

Mr. Jiang touched his beard and whispered in the ear of Sheng Jiayan for a while, then Sheng Jiayan said to his courtiers with a clear expression of his heart: "All the Qing families are right. She Ji depends on the people. People must be rescued, Zhang Shilang, you will be responsible for arranging the officials to go south immediately, and take my edict to the household department to approve the disaster relief. When the people are comforted, the intention is also to ask, and Lu Yushi will take up The duties of the sacrifice, after all arrangements are made, come back to my place. What do you think?"

The ministers did not expect the emperor to be the best of both worlds, because in their eyes Zhou Xing had always been an emperor with a straw bag in his skin, and he handled it quite well this time. Everyone had just had a little admiration for the emperor's heart. When they suddenly saw Jiang Taifu, the veteran servant standing next to the emperor, the smoke disappeared again.

No wonder, there is a top think tank Jiang Taifu, no wonder the emperor can make the right decision.

But everyone knew that they were not vocal, and they bowed their heads and praised the emperor's wiseness, and then they spread out and went to their own busy things.

Jiang Taifu followed the group of people. He was on the surface, but he was puzzled. Because he had just four words with the emperor: you can do it. How can I come up with such an idea all at once? This is not in line with his usual style. And everyone thought he was making plans, in fact, this is the emperor's own idea.

In response, Jiang Taifu looked back to see the emperor sitting on the pear blossom chair. The latter was looking at him with a smile-like expression, and the **** with a decay beside him also stared at their gang of servants with ecstasy eyes.

The emperor is very different, and even the eunuchs around him have become clever. Jiang Taifu sighed in his heart, and then he kept thinking with tears, as long as the emperor was willing to bear his family in mind, why do you worry that there will be no peace in the future? I hate that he is old, I don't know if I can hold it till that time. Forget it, still teach Zhou Yuli, let him stare at his father.

"Jiang Taifu." Sheng Jiayan suddenly shouted at him.

Immediately, Mr. Jiang turned around and returned, bowing and asked, "What did you tell me, Your Majesty?"

"Nanjun handed over the fold, how many people have been killed in this flood?"

Jiang Taifu said: "According to the statistics of Taishou Mizuo, there are actually more than 2,000 people dead and countless people missing. How many people died in the end and it takes Zhang Shilang to visit Nanjun in person. To blame, Tai Shou also conceals the specific number."

Sheng Jiayan frowned: "More than two thousand people?" Not enough. He sighed indifferently: "Jiang Taifu, Master Jing should have a few spells that can overwhelm the soul. You go to negotiate with him on behalf of me, and let him draw something for Zhang Shilang to take him to Nanjun. I can’t stop it, only this plan can make me feel at ease."

Jiang Taifu froze, nodding.

Sheng Jiayan smiled and said softly: "Just now Tai Fu's suggestion is very good, I am very satisfied. So I hope that if someone asks after leaving the door of Qionglou, Tai Fu will still answer in this way."

Jiang Taifu knew it, and then said: "The minister knows, Your Majesty."

Mr. Jiang quit and left Qionglou. He walked out of Qionglou and was stopped shortly afterwards. Looking at the other party's insidious smile, Jiang Taifu shook his heart three times, and said with a smile: "Master Meng."

Meng Lang bowed down: "Old Jiang." This is his respect for Taifu: "The emperor stopped in Hunting Mountain these days, and the situation in Nanjun County is very urgent, so I am very worried. But fortunately, your majesty is here. It’s not helpful for me to wait for my courtier to come up with ideas and suggestions."

Mr. Jiang is older, but his head is not confused, he only said: "Master Meng smiled, how can you be useless.

Meng Lang laughed twice and immediately cut to the point: "Is the Emperor's strategy today, or Mr. Fu you?"

Mr. Jiang paused for a moment and replied: "Naturally, but the emperor is clever, but the old minister just understood it a little bit."

Meng Lang let go of his heart, thinking that the emperor had forgotten to concentrate on politics. Can only say: "In the end is still the emperor wise."

Jiang Taifu saw his smiling eyes become two crescent crevasses, and couldn't help feeling: "Recently, the empress queen's body is embarrassed, and Master Meng should be very worried. But it doesn't matter. The emperor attaches great importance to the empress's body, and it will be healed soon."

It was at this time that Meng Lang remembered that his daughter was seriously ill in bed. He didn't respond first, and then immediately put on a sad face: "Thank you for your relief, the female blessing is good, but for the emperor's kindness, it should be Can get better soon."

Mr. Jiang patted his shoulder and left to find Jing Fan.

...

Zhang Shilang was ordered to go south, and Lu Yushi opened the altar sacrifice. When both of them went together, Meng Eqi finally woke up.

After Meng Wanqi woke up, his soul was more stable than before, his steps no longer floated, and his eyes could focus. When she woke up, she was confused for a while, and then found that she finally woke up, and she hurriedly grabbed the hand of the court lady: "Go and call the emperor, I have something to ask."

Meng Qiu was shocked in her heart. She had just cut her finger at the last moment in the dream. The strong pain made her wake up from the dream. She only slept for a few days in this world, and her dream had passed for a long time. So that when she just woke up, there was a moment of stunnedness.

Sheng Jiayan stepped in with one foot, and Meng Eqi rushed over to grab his hand: "Ah..."

Sheng Jiayan grabbed her with one hand and withdrew from the screen with one hand.

"A Yan, Jing Fan has a problem, he is..." Meng Eju said anxiously.

"I know." Sheng Jiayan was relatively calm, and he followed Meng's long hair: "I know. How do you feel? I haven't eaten so much after sleeping for so many days. What do I want to eat? Prepare for you."

Meng Wanqi shook his head: "I have been sleeping for so long but I feel much better, can I still possess Meng Yong again?"

"Naturally is possible."

Meng Eqi relied on Sheng Jiayan's arms, and he was relieved.

She was thinking, what kind of mood should she use to face her complicated leading edge with Sheng Jiayan?

It was at this time that someone outside came to report it, and it was the **** assigned by Jiang Taifu: "Your Majesty, Taifu has given King Jing's spell to Zhang Shilang."

Sheng Jiayan responded softly, and then the **** retreated.

Meng Haoqi listened but it was very difficult to accept: "What spell?"

Sheng Jiayan's soothing tone was quietly low: "When you were in a coma, Nanjun suffered a lot of water deaths and injuries. I asked Jing Fan to draw some sorcery charms to bring the courtier to the south."

Meng Wanqi suddenly opened his eyes wide: "But Jing Fan has a problem at all!?"

Sheng Jiayan didn't say anything, he didn't say anything.

Meng Wanqi saw that he was not so calm, and inexplicably burst into an unknown fire, she pushed away Sheng Jiayan: "Don't you remember that he was a spirit monster who followed you in the wild?"

Sheng Jiayan immediately frowned, "What are you?"

"What am I!? Do you think I don't know yet? You and I know each other in the wild, I am the phoenix that swallowed the golden body by you. You used the counterscale to shape me, I know it all! Jing Fan is At that time, a spirit monster who had attached your power to the main hall was not a good person! All the monsters in the wild were gone, why did he escape!?"