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"What on earth is going on?!!"

Tong Guowei was supported by someone and managed to keep himself steady.

The concubine was crying so hard that she was out of breath and couldn't answer any questions.

The maid who was supporting her spoke, "The young master was playing in the yard. I don't know when he ran out while no one was paying attention and accidentally fell into the pond. It was not until the servants beside him found him that..."

"What are you doing here? You can't even take care of a child!"

Tong Guowei got very angry and ordered all the servants around Tong Jia Shunjiao to be executed.

He stayed in the house, crying.

"what!!!"

There were cries coming from the yard, the sound was sharp and piercing, as if it was filled with despair.

"what happened again?"

Didn't you see he was accompanying his idol?

Tong Guowei walked out of the room with a violent look on his face, and saw servants in the yard with terrified looks on their faces, all of them pointing their fingers tremblingly behind him.

He felt a chill down his spine, his body seemed a little out of control, he slowly turned his head and found blood stains on his child's door.

Tong Guowei's pupils suddenly shrank. How come it wasn't there just now, but now...

Could it really be a punishment from heaven?

The concubine rushed over and hugged his legs, "Master, this... Could it be that our hero is a person without merit or virtue? But he is only six years old, how could he..."

"shut up!"

Tong Guowei interrupted her and looked up at the sky which was already darkening.

The night was dark and no one knew what he was thinking.

However, the next day, officials of all ranks in the court heard that he had entered the palace overnight and proposed to donate 200,000 taels of silver to the people in Yinan, Taiyuan and other places to accumulate blessings and merits for his youngest son and the Tong family.

Tong Guowei was quite prestigious in the court. He took the lead, and naturally others followed him.

Those officials whose doors had bloodstains were even more anxious, and they wished they could immediately deliver the donated silver to the disaster-stricken people, so as to accumulate blessings for themselves and avoid divine punishment.

In the capital city, from the ministers of the six ministries to the common people, everyone did their best to burn incense and donate money to the temples, do good deeds and accumulate merits.

Xi Yu naturally could not be outdone in doing something that so many people were vying to do. He kept several tens of thousands of taels of silver from the profits made during this period as flexible operating funds, and used the remaining 250,000 taels of silver to donate to disaster relief funds.

In order to keep a low profile, she deliberately divided the silver into four parts. She gave 100,000 taels herself, and then gave 50,000 taels to each of the empress dowager, Concubine De, and Yun Ran respectively.

However, the real amount was hidden from the outside world, but internally, Kangxi had a real account book, which clearly stated that the Prince of Yong's Mansion donated the most money.

Including Yinzhen’s initial donation, the total amount was 400,000 taels.

Inside the Qianqing Palace, Kangxi looked at the account book in his hand and couldn't help but look up to his fourth son's wife.

The idea of ​​heavenly punishment was hers, and the fourth brother had already donated so much in advance, but she was still willing to voluntarily hand over 250,000 taels, which was not a small amount.

"Old Fourth, your wife is very good."

Kangxi opened his eyes and looked at Yinzhen who was standing below him. All the strange things that had happened during this period were arranged by him in advance.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind, but Xiyu is indeed kind-hearted. She has been weak since she was a child, so she may want to take this opportunity to accumulate some merits."

Yinzhen found a reasonable excuse.

Originally this idea was proposed when the Emperor had been in the limelight, and now the amount of money donated is the largest, which is really dazzling.

The way to survive in the palace is that it is not good to stand out too much in everything, as you may be easily attacked by the crowd.

Just like Concubine Yu today.

Kangxi calmly closed the account book and asked, "Have you arranged for the missing people?"

“Replying to the Emperor, I have already given them enough money to allow them to leave their hometown and they will never return to the capital in this lifetime.

But it doesn't matter even if he returns. The matter has already been done, and I have cleaned up the traces very well, so no one will find out where the rumor came from."

Yinzhen kept his eyes lowered the whole time.

"Ah."

Kangxi responded indifferently, then leaned back on the dragon throne and looked down at Yinzhen below.

There was a look of scrutiny and inquiry in his expression.

No one spoke for a long time in the hall, which fell into silence.

"Is Tong Guowei's youngest son related to you?"

When asking this question, Kangxi's eyes never left Yinzhen's face, as if he could see through his heart.

"That matter has nothing to do with me. I have checked and it is a private matter of the harem."

Yinzhen's voice was low and his tone was more serious. "If it was done by your son, then the six-year-old child should be made to disappear out of thin air, which would be regarded as a punishment from heaven."

The explanation makes sense.

Kangxi's expression eased a little.

"I'm at ease with your work."

He waved his hand to let Yinzhen leave, then relaxed his body and leaned lazily on the dragon throne, making people feel that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were much less.

He was very satisfied with this result.

After this incident, not only did officials voluntarily donate money, but they also took the opportunity to investigate and punish some officials whose doors were covered with blood.

I didn't have the opportunity before, but now I have a good excuse.

Take this opportunity to eliminate some small pests and people with ulterior motives, and make an example of them.

This plan can be said to kill three birds with one stone.

Master Dunkong chose a good daughter-in-law for him, which solved the two major issues that were bothering him at once.

After thinking about it, Kangxi reopened the account book.

Common people will also participate in this disaster relief effort, and the amount of money to be raised is huge, so we must select a few reliable princes to escort it.

The first few people on the account book are the fourth, eighth, third and ninth.

It's quite suitable for four people to be together.

A dark light flashed in Kangxi's phoenix eyes, and he immediately drafted an order, ordering the four of them to go together and escort the relief supplies south.

There happened to be four cities that were affected by the disaster. Each person was given one and set out two days later.

Yinzhen was assigned to Yinan.

When the news reached the palace, he was still handling affairs in the Ministry of Revenue.

Xia Ying glanced at Xiyu secretly, eyes full of heartache, "Why is it our prince again? This..."

"Don't say such things!"

Xiyu shouted softly, stopping her from saying the next words and correcting her wrong thoughts.

"This is a good thing. It shows that the Emperor values ​​Fourth Master's ability."

Yinzhen's ability indicated that he would not be able to stay in the capital forever and simply work in the Ministry of Revenue.

He was going to be the emperor, and all she had to do was to help him pack his luggage and pray that he would have a safe journey.

Although I feel sad, we are only separated for a few months, it’s nothing.

Xiyu comforted herself in this way.

"There's still plenty of time. Find the list of items I prepared last time and prepare another one to load onto the carriage."

Her slender fingers poked her chin unconsciously as she thought about what else she could prepare herself.

If you are busy, you won’t be troubled by separation anxiety.

She is one year older and has become a mother now. She can't cry like she did last time.

Oh, right! Medicines!

There will still be floods and maybe plagues.

Although she didn't want this possibility to happen, it was always good to prepare a bottle of heat-clearing and detoxifying pills in advance.

There are also various medicines for injuries that need to be prepared.

Xiyu suddenly felt that two days was quite tight.