The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

Yang Ziqin's words were full of complaints.

As the prince's consort, isn't it okay for me to come and see your situation?

Ning Yi nodded slightly: "You are right."

"If you had nothing to do, you wouldn't have come here so early in the morning."

"You..." Yang Ziqin was angry.

There was resentment in his big, flashing eyes.

As the noble daughter of the Yang family, she hated Ning Yi talking to her like that.

Thinking about what happened today, Yang Ziqin took a deep breath, swallowed it, and regained her composure. She said lightly, "There's a Yang family dinner tonight. Father invites you over."

"Family dinner?" Ning Yi thought for a moment and said, "No problem. This prince will naturally go. I will give my father-in-law this favor."

Yang Ziqin felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. I came here specially to invite you to the Yang family dinner.

But you still acted perfunctorily as if you were giving face to my father.

The noble young lady could not stand such humiliation. She snorted coldly, "How arrogant!" and turned away.

Ning Yi found it funny and reminded her after seeing her leaving: "Can't you carry your clothes with you?"

"It's all fallen on the ground, isn't it dirty?"

This made Yang Ziqin, who was walking out the door, even more annoyed. She was extremely unhappy and said, "Are you sick? What's wrong with my clothes being against you?"

The two maids behind him were smart enough to quickly bend down to lift the corners of the princess's clothes, and hurriedly followed her out.

Qin Haifeng watched the princess leave and came in again: "Your Highness, what are your plans for today?"

Ning Yi put down his bowl and chopsticks, Qin Haifeng waved his hand, and two servants came in to clean the table.

Ning Yi stood up, thought for a moment, and said, "Let Tan Donglin and the other two come to me. The disaster relief situation should have results."

In recent days, he has not left the house and his attention has been focused on these twenty young servants.

The disaster relief matters were handed over to Tan Donglin and the other two.

But Ning Yi never took the issue of disaster relief lightly.

At present, the top priority of the entire court is disaster relief.

No matter what, the emperor and countless ministers were all staring at him.

As the person in charge, Ning Yi naturally did not dare to relax.

If he fails to do it well, the emperor will be the first one to not forgive him.

If one wants to ascend the throne and sit on the dragon throne, the first thing he must do is not let the emperor down.

Ning Yi shared the same opinion as others. It was impossible to expect anything to be accomplished by relying on a group of refugees that Wu Lingyun had gathered together and armed with a bunch of junk discarded by the Ministry of War.

For this purpose, Qin Haifeng was specially sent over to disband them.

There is no point in keeping it, and it is easy for others to use it as a handle. It is completely useless.

If you want to accomplish great things and seize the throne, you cannot delay the task given by the emperor.

Accumulate strength and strengthen yourself, don't be impatient.

If the throne could be snatched from the emperor's mouth, it would naturally save time and effort.

If you can't, accumulate strength and seize it by force.

Both require preparation, and neither can be missing.

Ning Yi also understood that if he did not sit on the throne, he would not have a good ending.

In the morning, Tan Donglin and the other two came to report the latest situation to Ning Yi.

A pile of documents was placed on the table. "Your Highness, this is the money and grain allocated by various departments today, as well as all the property seized from Wang Kui's family. A total of 8 million taels of silver and 1 million dan of grain."

Ning Yi frowned and flipped through the book: "Why is it so little? Could it be that the Grain Reserve is trying to trick me again?"

Fang Wanhua on the side smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, how could you dare to fool me?"

"Ever since His Highness executed that scoundrel Wang Kui, no one in the entire Grain Storage Department has dared to object. However, the government warehouse can only take out so much grain."

Tan Donglin also explained: "Your Highness, the entire Dawu Kingdom has been hit by disasters in the past two years. The government warehouses are already running low on grain. Apart from what is used in the capital, the rest has been taken out by us."

It seems that the Grain Storage Bureau really has run out of food.

Ning Yi was puzzled: "What about the grain merchants from other places?"

"Your Highness, grain prices are constantly rising. Roads are not safe, and harvests are too low, so costs are naturally high."

All these problems are the reasons for the continuous disasters in various places.

Ning Yi sighed: "It's a sign of the end of the world."

"Your Highness, please be careful with your words." Tan Donglin was startled and stopped him immediately.

The other two immediately advised him, "Your Highness, please don't say such nonsense. If others hear it, it will be considered treasonous."

Everyone can see that chaos and disasters are rampant everywhere.

The Dawu Kingdom is facing many difficulties.

But who would dare to say such things in public, especially in the capital, under the feet of the emperor?

Isn't it that every day we sing praises to the emperor for his wisdom and bravery, and for the peace in the world and the long-lasting prosperity?

Tan Donglin and the others were tied to the chariot with the Sixth Prince, so naturally they didn't want anything to happen.

Ning Yi stopped talking nonsense and asked, "What about the Ministry of Revenue? They won't give us money?"

Fang Wanhua said, "Your Highness, the Ministry of Revenue has only allocated this much silver."

"Taxes are already in short supply everywhere, the northern barbarians are eyeing us covetously, and most of the military pay has gone, so there's not much left."

Ning Yi lowered his head in thought, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

The three of them stopped talking as they would not disturb His Highness who was lost in thought.

They think the current situation is pretty good.

In the past, no one would have believed that the Sixth Prince could gather so much silver.

After the Sixth Prince executed Wang Kui, all departments cooperated very actively, and no one wanted to be the next Wang Kui.

Ning Yi paused and ordered, "First, seal up these money and grain and transport them to Jiangdong."

"This prince will find other ways to collect money and food."

Tan Donglin and the other two accepted the order.

However, the three of them were not in a hurry to leave.

Ning Yi was puzzled: "What else?"

The three of them looked at each other.

Jiang Bingwen bowed and said, "Your Highness, now we have gathered so much money and grain and shipped it to Jiangdong."

"I can now complete my mission of disaster relief."

Ning Yi understood what he meant instantly. The disaster in Jiangdong was so severe that the court had provided so much money and grain, which was enough to give an explanation to the local area and the people.

In the past, when a disaster struck, the imperial court would simply give some money as a token of concern for the people.

How is it possible to really take care of every disaster victim?

Ning Yi glanced at the other two people. They looked normal. It seemed that the three of them had discussed it beforehand.

His face was calm as he asked, "You mean to let most of the people in Jiangdong starve to death?"

"Ah?" Jiang Bingwen's face changed drastically, and he immediately bowed: "Your Highness, this humble servant, this humble servant did not mean."

Tan Donglin also immediately persuaded: "Your Highness, Lord Jiang has no such intention, but now all the money and food that can be collected have been collected, and there is no other way."

Fang Wanhua also said: "Your Highness, we have done our best, but the Ministry of Revenue and the Grain Reserve are empty."

Looking at the anxious expressions of the three people, Ning Yi had a blank expression on his face.

"I will find a way to address the shortage of grain and money. All you need to do is estimate how much grain and money is needed to quell the disaster in East China. Is that okay?"

Since the Sixth Prince said so, what else could the three of them say? They had to accept his orders.

They were busy until dark and even had lunch at the prince's residence.

Finally estimated a rough number.

Ning Yi frowned and looked at it. There were indeed quite a lot.