After the engagement was called off, the senior sister of the sect took the initiative to consummate

Mei Limou paused for a moment, then nodded as if suddenly realizing something. "General, do you mean that if we turn our attention to His Highness Prince Jin now, it would be like adding icing to the cake?"

Nangong Xiaotian gave Mei Limao an approving look and nodded, saying, "That's right, that's the point."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a deep light flashing within them. "His Majesty's bestowal of the title of Prince of Jin, a mansion, and spirit stones upon Qin Yichen, who was just brought back, is undoubtedly a great help to him in his time of need, a truly timely act of kindness. At this moment, no matter how well we treat Qin Yichen, it is merely adding a little more splendor to what is already quite generous treatment; it is simply icing on the cake."

Upon hearing this, Mei Limou frowned slightly, a look of worry on his face, and said softly, "If we openly support the Sixth Prince, won't that displease His Highness Prince Jin?"

He seemed somewhat uneasy, his finger subtly pointing to the sky, "After all, that position is destined to be out of reach of the Sixth Prince, while His Highness Prince Jin..."

General Nangong Xiaotian looked at Mei Limao quietly, his eyes revealing a calm and firm expression, and slowly said, "There are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests."

Mei Limou nodded. "This subordinate understands."

General Nangong Xiaotian said earnestly, "We cannot only look at the immediate gains and losses, but must focus on the long term and make the most correct choice."

Mei Limou lowered his head thoughtfully.

After a moment, he slowly raised his head, a resolute glint in his eyes, and respectfully bowed to General Nangong Xiaotian. "Thank you for your guidance, General. I will certainly remember your words and not be swayed by immediate gains!"

General Nangong Xiaotian nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction in his eyes. "Prepare for court."

He knew that Mei Limou was a smart man, and that as long as the key point was pointed out, he could quickly understand and put it into action.

……

Ye Buqun stood on the platform of the court and loudly proclaimed, "Speak if you have something to say, otherwise the court is dismissed!"

Its sound was like a great bell, resounding throughout the entire palace.

As soon as he finished speaking, a minister stepped out from the ranks, respectfully clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "I have something to report!"

This person was the official in charge of affairs in the Shaanxi-Gansu region.

Emperor Qin, seated on the dragon throne, nodded slightly, his voice booming like a bell throughout the court: "Granted!"

After receiving permission, the official solemnly reported, "Your Majesty, the Shaanxi and Gansu regions have recently suffered the largest flood in history. The raging floodwaters have submerged countless fertile fields, resulting in a complete crop failure; numerous houses have also collapsed in this disaster, turning into ruins. The local people have lost their homes and land, becoming displaced and suffering widespread devastation! The situation is extremely critical, and the court urgently needs to allocate funds to relieve the victims. We urge Your Majesty to make a decision as soon as possible!"

After saying this, he bowed deeply again, his eyes filled with worry and anxiety.

These words caused an uproar in the imperial court, with discussions erupting everywhere.

The ministers whispered among themselves, some looking troubled, others deep in thought.

The Qin Emperor frowned, gripping the armrests of his dragon throne tightly with both hands. After a moment of silence, he said, "The Ministry of Revenue shall immediately allocate 200,000 high-grade spirit stones to provide relief to the disaster victims in Shaanxi and Gansu."

At this moment, the Minister of Revenue hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Majesty, although this disaster is severe, is 200,000 high-grade spirit stones too much? This is a huge expense, and it may affect other expenditures."

The Qin Emperor surveyed the crowd with a majestic gaze: "I know the national treasury is depleted, but the people of Shaanxi and Gansu are in dire straits. If we do not help them now, the losses will be even greater in the future. I would rather reduce the expenditure of the palace than fail to ensure the safety of my people."

The Minister of Revenue gave a helpless bitter smile and slowly said, "Your Majesty, after reviewing this year's budget, the national treasury only has a surplus of 100,000 high-grade spirit stones. We simply cannot raise the required 200,000 high-grade spirit stones."

After saying this, he lowered his head slightly, seemingly unable to meet the Qin Emperor's gaze.

It should be noted that while the Qin Empire had always been renowned for its powerful military, it consistently had a significant weakness in the economic sphere.

Despite the country's considerable overall strength, it often finds itself stretched thin when it comes to matters requiring substantial financial investment.

Upon hearing this, the Qin Emperor's face grew even more gloomy.

He knew the disaster was urgent and could not be delayed.

The Qin Emperor's sharp gaze swept over the assembled ministers in the hall. "My esteemed ministers, do you have any good strategies?"

For a moment, the entire court fell into a deathly silence. The ministers looked at each other, none daring to speak.

They all understood how complicated the matter was and were afraid of saying the wrong thing and causing trouble.

Standing in the crowd, Qin Muchen noticed everyone's reaction. His eyes darted around, and a hint of cunning flashed in them.

He quickly stepped out of the queue, respectfully bowed to the Qin Emperor, and said, "Father, as the saying goes, disasters are merciless, but people are compassionate. Your son wishes to publicly pray in the city for the suffering people in the disaster area, and pray that Heaven will bless our Great Qin with favorable weather and peace. Perhaps this can appease the people's hearts a little, and at the same time buy us some time to find other solutions."

After speaking, tears streamed down his face like a surging river, flowing endlessly. His sincerity and deep affection were just like those of a virtuous prince who cared deeply for the country and its people.

This moved many ministers.

At this moment, Qin Yichen, who had been pretending to be invisible, couldn't help but scoff when he heard Qin Muchen's words.

Although the sneer was soft, it still reached the ears of the Qin Emperor.

Emperor Qin frowned slightly and looked at Qin Yichen, saying, "Prince Jin, why are you laughing? Do you think there's something wrong with the Sixth Prince's actions?"

Qin Yichen stepped forward, bowed, and slowly spoke: "Father, Sixth Brother's actions seem to be driven by righteousness, but in reality, they are utterly useless. The people in the disaster area urgently need tangible aid, not just a few words of prayer. If prayers were truly effective, what would be the point of having a court?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Muchen immediately showed displeasure: "Your Majesty, you are wrong. Sincerely praying for blessings is to show Heaven the sincerity of our Great Qin. How can this be considered a useless act?"

Qin Yichen sneered, "If Sixth Brother truly cares about the disaster area, why not take out the money from your private treasury to help the victims? That would be far more useful than praying for blessings."

Just talk and don't practice fake grips.

He wouldn't let such a good opportunity to provoke Qin Muchen slip by.

Upon hearing this, Qin Muchen's face instantly turned extremely ugly, turning as green as if it could drip water one moment and as pale as paper the next.

He stared wide-eyed at Qin Yichen, cursing inwardly: This damned guy actually dared to so openly reveal his selfish motives in front of the entire court of officials, he is utterly despicable!

At this moment, the atmosphere in the court suddenly became tense, and the previously noisy discussions came to an abrupt halt, plunging the entire hall into a deathly silence.

The ministers were all silent, none daring to break the silence.

But their gazes all turned to Qin Muchen, with a hint of something strange in their eyes.

Some ministers revealed disdain in their eyes, seemingly disgusted by Qin Muchen's hypocritical behavior;

Others, however, were simply enjoying the spectacle and waiting to see the final outcome of this fierce battle between brothers.

The Qin Emperor, however, gazed thoughtfully at Qin Yichen with a deep look in his eyes, and slowly said, "Prince Jin, do you have any good strategies to deal with this current thorny issue?"