After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

"Your Highness, I have remembered everything you just told me. I will do it right away. You two can chat slowly."

After saying that, Wei Yu respectfully took the salt from Fang Xiong, and quickly asked the officers and soldiers beside him to unload the things from the carriage.

"Wei Yu is a very perceptive person. He will definitely be promoted in the future." Wan Ning sighed as she watched Wei Yu leave. Seeing this, Wan Ning also took the initiative to help provide porridge for the victims. When only Wan Ning and Fang Xiong were left, she pretended to be nonchalant and mentioned the emperor's whereabouts.

It was regrettable to learn that Ziheng had just left Liuxingtai not long ago and summoned all officials to discuss how to deal with the victims of this disaster.

"So the emperor has been busy with disaster victims since he left the palace yesterday morning. Has he had any rest?" Wan Ning recalled the first time they met on this stage. Seeing his cynical look, she thought he was just a hedonistic and incompetent emperor. She really wronged him. Ziheng was so hands-on in the face of major events. She suddenly felt a little more guilty and respectful, and wanted to help him deal with this matter properly.

Fang Xiong shook his head with a worried look on his face: "Not yet, there are still many things that the emperor needs to deal with. I have been with the emperor for so long, but this is the first time I have seen him so angry and full of rage."

"Have you met Prime Minister Du?" Wan Ning asked tentatively, "Do you know about Miss Du Ruo?"

"Yes, when the emperor and I came out, we ran into Prime Minister Du, who was dressed in plain clothes and unkempt, going to pay respects to the emperor." Fang Xiong was a little angry when he mentioned this matter, and his voice was raised a little: "I asked a question, and Prime Minister Du had a sad face and tears and snot as he told us about his daughter who left a letter home. As the prime minister of Chu State, he didn't care about the disaster victims at this time, but went to the emperor to cry and complain."

Wan Ning was worried that he might say something wrong, so she quickly changed the subject and asked, "After all, the emperor loves his daughter so much, has the emperor sent anyone to help look for her?"

Fang Xiong glanced around and deliberately lowered his voice to explain to Wan Ning: "Prime Minister Du has arranged many people to go out and look for him. He is just pretending to be like that for the emperor. Besides, the emperor will also send people to deal with it, so there is no need for our emperor to step in."

"Lord Fang, do you have any complaints about Prime Minister Du?" Wan Ning asked quietly in a voice that only they could hear.

"Hmph, he's just a sycophantic person! Princess will understand in the future." Fang Xiong didn't want to say more and seemed not to want to discuss in detail.

But Wan Ning's curiosity had been aroused, how could she let it go so easily? Unable to resist the questioning, Fang Xiong changed his indifference when they first met and told her some things in the past: Prime Minister Du's father was the master of the emperor when he was still the prince, and he was also a staunch supporter of the emperor in the dispute between the emperor and Prince Qi. After the emperor ascended the throne, Prime Minister Du's father served as prime minister for decades.

After he realized that his time was coming to an end, he used his power and means in the last few years of his life to pave the way for his son, the current Prime Minister Du, and promoted him to the position of Prime Minister. If Prime Minister Du was really talented, he could have silenced the gossips, but he was just a gilded good-for-nothing who often made some stupid moves for the emperor and did things that cost the people money and labor. They had already caused a lot of dissatisfaction, but after years of planning, this interest group had already become a solid block.

If any bad things about this group were mentioned in the memorial, it would most likely not be delivered to the emperor. Even if the official could deliver the memorial, he would be exiled from Nanye very soon. It was really arrogant. The emperor turned a blind eye to these things. As long as it was not too extreme, he would pretend not to know. Even if it was too extreme, he would only give a symbolic slap in the face.

Perhaps the emperor felt that as long as his group was close-knit enough, it would be difficult for other forces to squeeze into the center of power, so he always indulged them.

Although Ziheng was dissatisfied with this, he suffered from the fact that he had been on the throne for a short time and everything was controlled by the emperor's people. In Ziheng's own words, he was just a "puppet". What could a "puppet" emperor do? When being manipulated by the people behind the strings, it was difficult to stay awake in the pain.

But in the eyes of the people, the new emperor was no different from the previous one, so even if people in the world cursed him in their hearts, Ziheng could not refute him. The pain is not being cursed, but knowing that what others say is right. This is a curse for the sober.

"Princess, the emperor has always forbidden me to tell you about these things. Please don't tell him that it was me who told you!" Fang Xiong asked, scratching his head and showing a trace of embarrassment on his face.

"Just keep it in mind. This matter is known to heaven, earth, you and me. I will bury it here today." Wan Ning patted Fang Xiong's shoulder generously.

But it was only then that Wan Ning realized how serious it was for Ziheng to rescue her from the Emperor's prison. A young emperor who had not yet fully grown his wings and rashly bumped into the Emperor might not only expose his disguise of many years, but might even alert the enemy and make his plans of many years fail completely, and become the Emperor's abandoned child.

Touched and guilty, she felt touched that he had saved her without hesitation after weighing the pros and cons, and guilty that she would make his situation even more passive, and that she pretended to be pitiful and took advantage of his kindness. If she really caused any irreversible consequences, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

She once felt that she was the loneliest person in the world, but here was someone willing to take such a risk for her, and tears unconsciously fell from the corners of her eyes.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Wan Tao, who had just returned from distributing porridge, saw this scene and reminded her gently.

Wan Ning realized that she had lost her composure, so she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled at everyone, pretending that nothing had happened: "It's okay, sand just got in my mouth." She turned around and said firmly to Lord Fang: "Lord Fang, since I am here today as Princess Le Yan, I represent the position of the Chu Kingdom. I must assume the responsibility of the Princess of the Chu Kingdom. Let us help here and let the victims know that the Emperor of the Chu Kingdom will not give up on them."

Fang Xiong nodded in admiration, looked around to see what kind of work was needed, and then said to Wan Ning worriedly, "But there are only some manual labor here, and distributing food to the victims. I wonder what the princess wants to do?"

Wan Ning took a quick look. She naturally wanted to use what she had learned to scientifically manage the resettlement of the disaster victims, so she took out a booklet and handed it to Wan Tao: "Wan Tao, take this booklet and pen. Let's go together to register each disaster victim and ask about their specific situation. Shuiyue, Zhuzi, Zhuying, the three of you follow Lord Fang to the porridge shed to distribute food to the disaster victims. Is this arrangement okay?"

Everyone agreed. Zhu Zi, Zhu Ying and Shui Yue took their food and went to the porridge stall with great enthusiasm. They were going to help cook first.

Wan Tao followed Le Yan with a booklet in her hand, visiting every disaster victim who was resettled here: recording each family as a unit, including how many people were originally in the family, how many people fled together, how many people fled to Nanye together, how many people stayed at Sangcheng's home, and so on.

It was not until dusk when the sun was about to set that the registration work was completed. Wan Ning sat on the six-star platform and read through the newly recorded book carefully. The book recorded the happy families with three generations living together, and outside the book were families separated from their families and even separated by Yin and Yang. It was really sad to hear about it.

Wan Ning withdrew her gaze. She was about to start to process the data in the booklet, then clean and model it, trying to find the problem.

Wan Ning was working on her desk with her head down, not paying any attention to the fact that it was already completely dark, with only a dim oil lamp flickering in the autumn wind. Suddenly, a bright light reflected on her face, and she raised her eyes in panic and saw a few more lights.

She thought it was Wan Tao, and without raising her head to confirm, she said gently and softly, "Wan Tao, my work here is almost finished. I don't need so many lights. You can take them down."

"Still have to watch out for your eyes."

Although there was some fatigue in his voice, it still had a reassuring magic, and it was so familiar. Wan Ning looked up in disbelief and found that the person coming was Ziheng. He was wearing ordinary exquisite clothes, and he looked like he had temporarily bid farewell to the majesty of the emperor and became a handsome young man.

Wan Ning quickly took the lamp from his hand and gently placed it on the table. A trace of fatigue flashed in her eyes, but she quickly returned to her usual gentleness. However, there was an imperceptible forbearance on her face, which seemed to indicate that things were not going well.